Wow, all of the reviews have been so kind and wonderful; I swear, it gives me complete glee every time I see a new review, alert, or favorites to this story.
Since last chapter had more seriousness in it I wanted for this one to be a little humorous, but of course while I may think a temperamental male is funny… others may not. So I hope you guys read and enjoy.

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From Elena's view

After Stefan and Elena found their friends and mingled with the other guests Elena noticed Jeremy's absence as the time went by. She knew he must've been there somewhere but she started to worry a little when she didn't see him walking around at all. Finally she decided to look for her younger brother outside, knowing that if Jenna didn't see him soon she'd start to worry too.

There was less of a crowd outside from when they first arrived so spotting Jeremy would've been easier but there was no luck for Elena. She would've called Jeremy and asked where he was but she forgot her phone at her house. She knew she really shouldn't have because there were no lights and clearly it looked like the people invited weren't supposed to go there but her curiosity got the better of her and Elena found herself going deeper into the darkness and around the large mansion.

Thankfully before Elena wandered too far behind the house she finally was able to hear to voices, not clear enough to tell who they belonged to but before she got close enough she could hear the sound of Jeremy's voice. She could hear him…yelling. Why on earth would he be yelling, she thought to herself. Then she could hear the voice of the person Jeremy was talking to. She could see Damon talking to her younger brother and how they were standing next to each other. Because she wasn't close enough to hear exactly every word the two of them were saying she could only hear the parts that they yelled out.

"…because, Jeremy. You can't be so fucking naïve." Damon accused, emphasizing on the words he knew would hurt Jeremy the most.

Elena saw how Jeremy rubbed his hand through his hair roughly, how his head was starting to shake from side to side quickly.

"Damon I thought we were over this." Jeremy said as he walked slightly away from Damon, closer to where Elena could see and hear him but luckily for her he couldn't see her from where she was standing/hiding.

She was aware of how bad it was for her to be listening in on his and Damon's conversation as if it were some big deal or something but she just couldn't understand why the two of them were talking to each other in an area away from all of the other guests and with such privacy. She was also dumbfounded by the way they were talking to one another, such anger in Damon's voice. Elena wanted to know so badly what Jeremy meant when he said that he thought they were over it… over what?

"Damon this is ridiculous. You getting this upset because you saw me with Tyler is crazy. It looked like he was starting to wolf out or something and all I did was try and help him. Jesus, it's not even the matter of how absurd it is that you think I'd do anything with Tyler of all people but the fact that you don't trust me at all."

Elena's mouth gaped open wider and wider. She still couldn't hear everything that Damon was saying but she was able to catch the last part of what he said back to Jeremy.

"…and besides, why should I trust you Jeremy?"

"Because I'm in fucking love with you, you fucking moron!"

Jeremy tossed up his hands in exasperation and stomped away, leaving both his sister and, what may or may not still be his boyfriend, in shock.

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"Your brother's a fucking moron!" Jeremy said, his anger still fuming, as he ran into Stefan on his way toward the front gate of the Lockwood mansion. Party or no party Jeremy was quickly trying to make his way out of there; everyone had apparently lost their minds when he was around them.

Judging from Stefan's face you would have assumed it was a sudden hail storm that caught him by surprise when Jeremy walked past him. He was walking to his car to grab his cell phone, (not knowing Elena forgot hers at home) to call and see where Elena was and then suddenly he sees and hears Jeremy walking by him shouting obscenities. Of course he was already aware that Damon could be a moron sometimes but he wasn't really sure why Jeremy suddenly had that revelation. …they sounded like they were getting along just fine earlier that day, Stefan shuddered disgustedly as he remembered the events that took place just a few hours ago between Jeremy and his brother. Sometimes having super hearing was a perk to being a vampire but other times it was an absolute curse.

"Jeremy, are you okay?" Stefan asked with concern as he saw Jeremy starting to walk off onto the street. Of course since it was Stefan being Stefan he wasn't about to let Jeremy walk alone at night knowing God only knows what can be lurking in the shadows of Mystic Falls. So Stefan followed his girlfriend's younger brother/his brother's... boyfriend.

"I'm fine. It's your damn brother you should be worried about; he's lost his fucking lid." Jeremy said, he noticed, and not really caring that Stefan was walking with him to, well – he didn't really know where he was going exactly.

Stefan snorted; he knew Damon's always been a few screws short of a set.

"Jeremy, I don't know why Damon does some of the things that he's done or will even do in the future. That part of him is a complete mystery to me." Stefan said filling in the silence. He wasn't going to comment on where he and Jeremy were heading to, he knew Jeremy was upset and didn't want to add onto it, but he did know something he could say to possibly improve Jeremy's situation.

"But beyond all of the things that I'll never understand about my brother there is one thing that I do know quite well." As a few seconds went by Stefan wasn't even sure as to whether or not Jeremy was even listening to him.

"And what exactly is that?" Jeremy finally asked as his gaze dropped to his shoes, watching them as they carried his body further and further into nowhere.

"That when he loves someone he starts to become irrational." The older of the two males said simply.

Stefan's words caused Jeremy to stop walking, he stood perfectly still as he turned his head slightly to look at Stefan. "What are you getting at Stefan?"

"What I'm getting at – is that, when Damon falls for someone he doesn't make sense sometimes. All he knows is that he doesn't want to lose whatever it is that makes him happy. All he knows is that his happiness is never permanent. He just anticipates for something to go wrong. Then that's when he starts to self-destruct."

Stefan let a few moments of silence go by before he continued, "And I think that Damon loves you Jeremy. If there's something that he does that you don't quite understand, that he seems like he's pushing you away it's only because he's too familiar with people just leaving on their own. His guard is up so high sometimes that he can't even see through it."

After his very preacher-like moment Stefan took a deep breath and finally added, "I don't know what he's done this time that's gotten you so upset but… with Damon, sometimes you just have to be patient."

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Damon sighed heavily, he rubbed his eyes firmly with his right hand and brought it up to his hair and ran through it angrily. Could he go with at least a day without fucking up? Sure as hell didn't seem like it. Within 24 hours he manages to accuse Jeremy with fucking a werewolf, nearly destroy his relationship, insult him even further by pretending like he doesn't care about the human who he's grown to be so obsessed with and now he's pretty much sealed their fate. Hell would probably freeze over, the dinosaurs would come back to roam the earth, and penguins would take flight high in the skies before Jeremy would ever forgive Damon this time.

With another defeated sigh Damon gulped hard.

"You can come out now."

Oh, damn.

Elena thought as she heard Damon speak to her. Just out of curiosity and desperation she looked around her to see if it were at all possible for Damon to be talking to anyone but her as she was, apparently, just caught eaves dropping on the two of them.

"Yes, Elena. I mean you." It was as if Damon read her mind, he sighed heavily for the third time and shoved his hands in his pockets waiting for Elena to come from behind the wall she was poorly hiding behind.

"How long did you know I was here?" She asked as she approached him.

"As soon as you took it upon yourself to take first row at the display of me fucking up… again." He answered calmly, there was no venom in his voice, no harsh meaning behind it; there was just— sadness.

Elena could see the hurt on Damon's face, a look that she honestly hated seeing on her friend.
She stepped closer and looked at Damon in his eyes.
"What was that about, Damon?" She asked carefully.

Damon averted his eyes away from Elena's and to the earth's floor, unable to look at how brown they were, how beautiful they were, how oddly similar they were to Jeremy's.

"You're a smart person Elena, I'm sure you picked up what that was about." His answer was quiet and steady.

Elena's brows furrowed together gently as she got lost in her thoughts.

"Are you—, and-and Jeremy?" She asked, more to herself than to Damon.
Elena blinked a few times and looked up to Damon's face.

Damon took a deep breath and dragged his hand through his hair. Something he used to never do until he spent his time with Jeremy. He had to admit though; the disheveled hairstyle looked good on him.

"Are he and I, what?" Damon asked, practically taunting her. He knew what she meant and he knew that this realization must not be easy for her, especially after the way she had to find out. But Damon just didn't care at that moment. He was still kicking himself for letting his jealousy get between him and what he wants. Things have just been so fucked up and miserable from his side of the world, why is he surprised that Jeremy finally wised up?

Elena looked at the space between her and Damon, her eyes slowly traveling to Damon's posture. She noticed the way his body is sagging. His shoulders are drooped yet his back looks tense and she can see his eyes, all of the emotions they hold.

"Are you in love with my brother?" She asks, not even sure why that would be a possibility but from the conversation she just heard obviously something was going on between him and Jeremy. Something so serious between them that it has caused Jeremy to scream out his feelings for Damon.

She can see the Adam's apple in Damon's throat to move as he swallows roughly, she can hear the snort that rolls out of Damon and into the silence.

"How long has it been going on?" She tacks on.

"Ever since—Rose." Damon answers sadly.

"There was a night that Jeremy stopped me from killing someone. Her name was Jessica and… and there was a moment of fantasy that I had where I sank my fangs into her pristine neck and drain the life out of her. Take out all of the anger I was holding in that night and release them onto someone I didn't care about. Onto someone that I could kill and not even have remorse for doing so afterwards. But your brother stopped me from doing that."

Silence loomed between them.

Damon's eyes stared upward at the moon and stars.

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Jeremy inhaled deeply the clean, cold night air that circled around him as he looked at the sky above him. Realizing just how bright the moon was shining that night, how the stars that adorned it were just as marvelous. He closed his eyes before he responded to what Stefan had just said to him.

"Have I been foolish, Stefan? Should I not have gotten close to him?"
He asked out of true curiosity. Wondering whether or not it was a mistake for him and Damon to start what neither of them really wanted to end.

"Do you love him?" The older of the two asked.

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"Do you love him, Damon?" Elena asked again.

At different places but at the same time both Damon and Jeremy said one word that was identical with each other.

"Yes."

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For some reason I REALLY liked this chapter, hope you did too. It's one of the shortest chapters of this story but I just got SO impatient and I really want to know what you all think about it.
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