Okay, I want to thank everyone who voted on my poll and I just couldn't wait anymore. I just love this story so much I want you guys to read the next chapter, so here it is.

Oh, and I haven't put this one recently, so uh, I don't own anything.

Damon's P.O.V

As I felt the sun rise, I grabbed Stefan's hand with mine, my fangs still deep within his neck. I started trying to pull off his ring, which was very difficult. Especially since he soon figured out what I was doing and began writhing with everything in his crazy mind. I just bit down deeper and twisted and pulled until I felt his ring slip a little off his finger. He was twisting and turning every which a way to get out of my hold. He was desperate and pathetic, but he had always been pathetic.

Stefan's P.O.V

I felt Damon's hand trying to get my ring off and I struggled. His fangs bit deeper into my neck and it hurt like heck. I felt my ring slip a little and I went into overdrive. I was not going to die here. I couldn't. I especially couldn't let Damon beat me.

Damon's P.O.V

Stefan's wriggling was getting annoying so I let go of his ring and smacked him in the head. That, combined with the fact that I hit him really hard and with all the blood I had taken, caused his to go limp in my grip. He was unconscious. Or I thought he was.

I loosened my grip, trying to get to his ring easier but suddenly he became livid. He pushed off of my chest and then backed away into the shadows. I watched him, fangs bare and covered with his blood. I growled and he just backed away, this pathetic whining sound coming from him. Honestly, he's more pathetic now than before! At least before he would stand against me, actually fight even though he knew he couldn't beat me! Now he's just a mockery of who my brother used to be. I ran for him and he dodged. Or tried too. He was much too slow after all his lost blood. My teeth went back into my former bite mark easily and I sucked again. A howl of agony came from his lips.

Good, I thought, he deserves to feel pain for what he did to Elena. Remember her! Elena the girl that practically made you go suicidal when she died protecting us! The girl who you loved! There was a time that you would have wanted her to be happy! Can't you accept she doesn't love you without going absolutely insane? I did!

You just don't get it Damon. Heck no, I know he did not just say that! I pulled back from his neck and began to shout into his mind.

I don't get what little brother? The pain of losing the one you love? If you happen to care enough to remember, I've lost my love twice! One because she was stupid, and the other because of you! Do not tell me that I don't understand that kind of pain little brother!

I don't need the lecture! He yelled into my mind with a sudden force. Then he power died back down to his weak mental voice. I don't need a lecture, just finish it.

You know, I said, drawing it out. I've always thought that. Even when I was a human, I hate the lecture before the punishment, but you know what, I think I'll make you beg. It's much more fun.

I won't beg.

Maybe, maybe not, depends how much you're like me, and well, if you're anything like the old little brother I knew, than it won't take much.

I won't beg.

What made you go crazy? I'm curious. I asked, changing subjects.

She told me to stop blaming myself. I have to blame someone, so I blame her. She broke my heart. I guess I could've blamed you but she didn't exactly mention you.

I couldn't help but chuckle a little at that.

What's so funny?! Stefan yelled again.

Little brother, how well does she know you? It's in the Salvatore blood I'm sure, because that's about the only thing we have in common. It's actually the only thing I had in common with father as well. Of course, I don't show it as you do, so there's a difference.

Damon.

What?

Finish this. I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of living. We were supposed to die over five-hundred years ago. You can adapt, live life to the fullest, even when you were human you could and I have to admit, I was jealous of you for it. I can't do that. This living forever, isn't for me. I'm just sick of it. Elena was my last lifeline. The only reason I didn't kill myself. She's gone now. Just kill me.

If you want to die so much, do it to yourself.

I can't. You know I'm a coward.

I shook my head. Crazy? Yes. Pathetic? Sometimes. A coward? Never. Even when it's obvious you'll lose you don't back down. Even I can't say that.

What are you talking about?

With Klaus, I'm supposed to be so strong but yet you lasted way longer than me. I got shot down with a single blow.

I would have too.

No you wouldn't have. See, even you older brother is jealous of you sometimes. You had Elena, you would have stood up and fought for her.

Not if I was unconscious, Damon. No one's Superman.

I smiled a little. I wouldn't want to be. Even he's got a weakness, mine isn't quiet so obvious, plus it's not advertised.

What is it?

I sighed and looked at the bite mark on his neck. Then I looked into his eyes. As sappy as it sounds, you. You're my brother and I have to love you. Plus, you're the only one who's been there all through my life, even as a human. I might terrorize and hurt you, but I don't think I can kill you.

You just about did. He reminded me.

I shook my head. You weren't you. You were crazy. Now you're acting more like the Stefan I know. There's a big difference between the two.

You still have to kill me.

You seem under control of yourself now.

Yes, but I'm dead inside. I'll probably give in to the anger just to feel something. Please Damon, put me out of my misery.

You really aren't a coward.

Why do you say that?

I wouldn't be able to beg for my life to be taken. Especially by you.

Why?

I wouldn't be able to ask you because I would hope that you wouldn't be able to do it. Maybe be afraid that you would be able to do it and then I would know you don't care anything for me. I smirked a little. I at least like to entertain my mind by thinking someone cares if I live or die.

I do, Damon, but I'm sick. Sick of living, sick in the head! Admit it. Now just kill me already!

I sighed, no more stalling. I walked over to Stefan and bore my fangs. He moved his head and I bite down and drank his blood. I wasn't going to burn him to a crisp with the sun. I was just going to drain him. He'd die either way.

Thank you…brother He thought into my head, his mental voice greatly faded.

Goodbye, Stefan I thought back, I thought I saw a smile on his lips but I didn't exactly have the best view of his mouth.

Goodbye…I really do love you, brother. And with that, my brother died. No, I killed my brother. I removed my fangs and sent him down on the ground gently.

I stood up and looked down at him. I felt something wet on my cheek and brushed my finger against it. Was it raining? No, it was a tear. I shook my head and wiped my eyes. I do not cry. I just don't do it. But just then, the clouds rumbled and suddenly they began to pour.

So there, standing in the middle of the rain over my dead brother, I cried for the first time since my mother died.

Okay, not exactly what you were expecting I know. But I kind of like this Damon. Plus it's nice that Stefan was himself there at the end. It did Damon some good in my mind, you know, to have some closure with his brother before he had to kill him. And don't worry, there's more. I'm not done yet!