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Disclaimer: God I hate these things, I don't own TVD, just Jade, Jess, and Brian…well, Brian's real, but whatever. Also, there are some lines from the show House M.D. at the end that I don't own.

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We got to the house and I immediately felt a plethora of impatience and sadness. My poor baby was suffering. Obviously, I was happy because we had the cure. We got it. Damon was gonna get better and Klaus was leaving. It was all okay.

But I left Stefan. He was stuck with my psycho ex-boyfriend. Damon still kept Andie around. And he never told me that he was bitten in the first place. Usually I would be angry, but considering the idea that Damon could have died, I should just be fucking appreciative of the fact that he didn't and get the fuck over my insecurities and issues with what was going on.

Sadly…that wasn't my personality.

I hopped off Katherine's back and she grunted.

I raised an eyebrow, "What was that?" I asked.

"What was what?" She looked confused.

"Did you just grunt?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Um…no?" she said it as a question.

I squinted, "Yes you did."

"Okay, I grunted. So what?" she shrugged.

"Am I fat or something?"

"What-"

"Cuz last time I checked, my ass weighed 126. You're a fucking vampire. That should be nothing."

"I grunted because I carried you for 12 miles." She made a face.

I huffed and walked into the house with an attitude. How dare she! Grunting! I'm not a big mama. If anything, I was a fucking twig. It was a complete insult for her to grunt like that. If she ever gets on my back, I'ma grunt like an old man and see how she feels about that.

"Let's just get this over with. I need to get as far away from Klaus as possible." She muttered.

"Honey, take it from me…that man won't stop. Bitch can't take a hint." I shook my head.

"I know! You would think he would just get over it."

"He's not the type." I sighed. I knew his type…that wasn't it.

I walked up the stairs to Damon's room. Elena was sitting down at the foot of the bed and watching him sleep.

She saw me and whispered a small 'hey'.

"How is he?" I asked her.

"He's been hallucinating. He also tried to kill himself today."

I was taken back at the last part. Why would he want to do that?! Did he even care about how I would feel?!

I grumbled, "Okay."

"He's just sick Jade. He didn't know what he was doing." She tried to vouch for him.

I waved her off and walked over to his bed. He was covered in sweat and his hair stuck to his forehead. He looked so vulnerable….so fragile.

It almost made him seem safe…

As if he wasn't a deadly vampire that killed people 24/7 and broke my heart even more times than that.

Peaceful.

If it weren't for his occasional whimpers.

"I'll stay with him." I told her.

She nodded and raised her eyebrow, "Where's Stefan?"

I opened my mouth to give her an answer, but Katherine beat me to it when she walked into the room.

"Paying for this." She held the small bottle in her hands.

I sighed and looked to Elena sadly.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Klaus wanted something from both of us. I guess he needed Stefan for something else. He made me leave." I told her.

"So he's stuck with Klaus?" she asked angrily.

I nodded numbly.

"Is he coming back?!" she exclaimed.

I shrugged, "I don't know. I don't understand what goes on in that idiot's head."

She stared at us with shock and hurt.

"He had to pay for this Elena. He had to. It's his brother."

"But-but…it's Stefan! He can't just leave!" she started to get tears in her eyes as she stuttered. God, I hated it when she cried. I understood where she was coming from. I had experienced it plenty of times.

I got up from the bed and held her shoulders, "He loves you Elena, but he had to do this for him. We'll figure it out. One problem at a time."

I took the bottle from Katherine and walked back to Damon. I gently ran my hand over his face and took in all the detail. The way he breathed…the way he pulled his eyebrows together.

I took the small bottle and opened it. The smell was potent and I made a face at it, remembering the way I threw up when I drank Damon's blood.

I put it to his lips and he swallowed with his eyes closed. Then with a small sigh, he opened his eyes slowly. When he saw me, he rubbed his eyes and took my hands in his. It was cute…

Probably the cutest thing he'd ever done.

I turned to Elena, she was crying of course, but I could tell she was happy Damon was okay.

"Now that that's settled, I'm leaving. Gotta put as many miles between me and Klaus as possible." Katherine announced. She walked out the room in a hurry.

Elena shook her head in sadness and walked out the room also. That left me and Damon alone in the room.

I closed the door and took off my pants, leaving me only in my tank top. I got under the covers with him and stared at his face as his chest made small movements up and down.

He coughed and turned to my direction.

"Where'd you go?" he asked.

I shrugged and smiled a little, "I went to go save your ass."

He smiled slightly, "Thanks."

"You're welcome." I whispered.

It was quiet for a while and I thought he went to sleep, but then he spoke again.

"I love you." He said in a raspy voice.

I gave him a sad smile and bit my lip before answering, "I love you too."

He nodded and wrapped his arm around my body, pulling me closer. He was still weak, so I had to move up to him myself.

"I'm sorry I'm a dick."

I coughed out a laugh and shrugged, "I'm sorry I'm a bitch."

"Apology not accepted." He said.

I rolled my eyes and stared at him, "Then I don't forgive you for not telling me that you were on the verge of dying."

He shrugged, "That happens 24/7….I don't have to apologize for that."

"Fine, then I don't forgive you for trying to commit suicide."

He stiffened and rubbed my back gently, "I didn't know what I was doing."

"You knew damn well what you were doing…you just didn't really care." I said in a monotone voice.

"Don't be mad." He told me.

"Forgive my bitchiness and we'll see."

He shook his head and made a 'nun uh' sound.

I kissed his cheek, "Yes."

He shook his head again.

I kissed his forehead and nodded.

He shook his head again.

I kissed his lips softly. It had been a while since I had kissed him. Truly kissed him…the way I wanted to be kissed. It felt good. I pulled away after a few seconds and smiled.

"Mmmm." He groaned.

I pressed my lips against his again, only this time I was more demanding, slipping my tongue into his mouth. He moaned and kissed me back of course. I hitched my leg over his and basically lay on top of him, taking him all in. He ran his hands up and down my back and ass. I missed him.

I pulled back again and he grunted, "Okay, maybe."

I chuckled and pushed his hair back, "You're all sweaty."

He rolled his eyes at that, as if it was the most obvious thing.

"Watch out everyone, Watson's in the building." He widened his eyes sarcastically.

I squinted at him playfully, "Psh! You mean Sherlock!"

"No…if anything, I'm Sherlock." He said.

"You are far from Sherlock; you're like…Miley Cyrus."

"Oh, what?!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah, I think that fits." I smiled.

He made a face, "Hell no. You can be Miley Cyrus."

"I'm not country."

"Neither am I."

"Yeah, but you can actually act like it."

"You're from Texas."

"No, I moved from Texas…difference." I said confidently….wait….wasn't that the same thing?

He nodded, "That's my point."

"Scratch that-"

"You can't scratch anything!"

"I have lived all over the world!"

"So have I."

"I'm sexy."

"So am I."

"I'm a girl."

"All the more reason you should be Miley."

"Hey, we don't know what gender she is. Ever since she got that fucked up hair cut….Bitch looks like Tinker Bell gone wrong." I muttered.

He shrugged a little and nodded in agreement.

"We can both be Sherlock." I said.

"You can't have two Sherlocks."

"Fine. I'm the girl version and you're the guy version." I clarified.

He seemed to be content with that answer and closed his eyes again. The problem was….I was really horny…

After about 20 minutes of him resting, I nudged him.

"Damon?" I whispered.

"Hm?" he said tiredly.

"I know you're tired…" I started.

"Mhmm."

"And I know you don't feel good right now…because of the whole 'almost died thing'."

"Mhmm."

"But….I'm really horny." I said desperately.

"Mmmm." He made the noise with interest.

"And want to have sex."

"Mmmm."

"Like…right now." I said.

He nodded, "Mmmm."

"Is that all you're gonna say?" I asked him.

"Mmmm."

"Fine, I'll just go have sex with some random ass guy…" I said and started to get up off him, but he grabbed my ass and pushed me back down.

I sighed and looked at him, "So you're just gonna keep me here?"

"Mmmm."

"Against my will?!"

"Mmmm."

"Damon I need sex." I whined.

He smiled a little, "Hmmmhmmm."

"If you're not going to say anything, at least nod or something…."

He nodded once.

"And if you're going to keep me here, then we need to have sex."

He nodded.

"Now." I said.

He nodded.

"Like…right the fuck now."

He nodded again…

"So is that a yes or an 'I agree'?"

He nodded.

I looked around in confusion, "That didn't answer my question."

He nodded.

"So can we have sex."

Nothing.

"Damon I swear to every holy verb in the bible, that if you don't give me a straight answer, I will beat your ass, and then end up raping you."

He smiled wider, but didn't say anything.

"You're not gonna say anything?!"

Nothing.

"Damon…" I whined.

I was beginning to get frustrated. I mean, I knew he was tired, but he was just doing this to annoy me.

So I did what I usually did when I was sexually frustrated.

I took what I wanted.

I sighed and straddled his hips. He felt this sudden movement and opened his eyes a little, before closing them again. I grabbed his shirt and ripped it straight down his torso, flinging the pieces to random areas in the room. That's what got him to open his eyes all the way.

He stared at me in awe as I bent down and began to unbuckle his pants. I was fast with them and flung the belt somewhere on the floor. When that was out of the way, I started to pull down his pants. That left him in only his boxers, and me, with too many damn clothes on.

It didn't take Damon to respond to that. He quickly snapped out of his teasing mode and grabbed my shirt, lifting it over my head. My bra was a lacy purple, and he stared it for some time, just ogling.

We were both in out under garments and even though that wasn't much, I just felt like I still had too many clothes on.

So did Damon.

He snapped the hook on my bra as he tore it off, my breast bouncing as they escaped the support. He pulled me closer to him and buried his face between them. I could feel his wet lips leaving trails of saliva and pleasure over my body. He took his tongue and flicked both nipples with them as I sighed in satisfaction. He was amazing. How did I ever go this long without him?!

I pushed out my chest, desperate to get more interaction that I was already receiving from him. His strong hands held me in place. After he had had his fun, he stared into my eyes lovingly and kissed me again. Our breathing had become more and more labored and I could feel myself getting wet.

And he knew it.

"You smell good." He murmured against my lips.

I nodded, "You taste good."

He kissed my neck and my chin, and I began to get impatient. I pushed him down of the bed forcefully and he watched me with admiration. I licked my upper lip with anticipation and he gulped. He took his hands and quickly tore my underwear from my body.

That was like the 3rd pair!

I groaned in protest, but we both knew it didn't really matter.

But…being me, I had to get even. I ripped his boxers off his body. I stared at his throbbing, erect dick and began to salivate. I missed this thing. I felt myself being lifted slightly by Damon's hands and right when I was directly over him, he set me down slowly.

We both sighed in content. It was like a high school reunion.

A good soap opera.

A nice warm bath.

It just was good.

We probably sat like that for a good minute, just enjoying the way we felt together, until I started to raise myself and back down on him.

He closed his eyes in bliss as I picked up my pace, hopping up and down his shaft, riding him.

Did I mention…how much….I missed him?

We moved in sync. When I came back down, he would move his hips up. Over and over again. Usually it would only take about 30 seconds before one of us lost it, but tonight, we both knew we needed this.

I definitely needed this.

We were both going fast and Damon started moaning loudly, "Jade."

I took my hands and put them on his chest to support myself as I moved over him.

"Damn." He whispered.

Each touch and movement felt better than the last and I started to feel that nice feeling in the pit of my stomach.

My breathing quickened and so did my movements. Damon knew my body pretty well and he knew that I was getting close. He picked up his speed too and I felt myself getting hungry.

I stared at him and he opened his eyes and looked at mine. I was sure they were that bright blue they usually got when I was hungry. He knew that too. I leaned close to his face and gripped his shoulders. He opened his mouth, knowing what was coming next.

I took in a deep breath, sucking out all the energy I could. His breathing became hitched, but he continued to keep his pace. He tried to kiss me in the process, but I held him down by his arm so he wouldn't move.

When I could feel him start to shiver from how much I was taking, I stopped and kissed his lips before pulling away. He took my arm and looked at me once. I knew what he wanted. I bit my lip and pressed my arm to his mouth, giving him full access. I saw the veins form under his eyes and felt his fangs bury into my skin. It stung in the beginning like it always does, but then it started to feel good.

Then, I started to feel myself begin to tighten and just like that, I reached my climax.

"Fuck!" I yelled out.

He came next and yelled out a bunch of illegible cuss words.

When we were done, I fell on his stomach, breathing hard. We probably lay like that for an hour before I felt him trail his fingers over my stomach and breast.

My eyes were closed in drowsiness.

"Jade." He whispered.

"Mmmm?"

"I'm horny." He said.

I tried not to smirk.

"Mmmm."

"You're impossible." He said. I knew he was rolling his eyes. I was using his own stupid teasing trick against him.

Ha! Bitch!

Of course, I didn't get that far because 20 minutes later we were both screaming again.

WIWGFY

I could feel warmth on one part of my body. I could also see sunlight from behind my eyelids.

I really hated the day time. Too bright, too hot.

So reluctantly, I opened my eyes. I had to squint because the sunlight was too bright. However, it wasn't all bad. I mean, who wouldn't love waking up to a gorgeous body with only a thin sheet over his goods?

He took in a deep breath through his nose and swallowed loudly. If vampires could procreate, I would want my babies to look as sexy as their parents. I mean, look at us!

I never thought I would ever think about children. Especially when I wanted the father to be Damon.

I took one last look at him and decided to get up. I was hungry. Maybe Stefan made me some-

Wait….oh yeah….

I picked up my phone and called him.

No answer.

He usually answered my phone calls too. I really hoped Klaus didn't take him. God, I was really praying Klaus didn't take him.

Of course, God had a funny way of making me feel like shit. Then again, I never went to church like I said I would. But I can't get into church anyway…

I sighed and walked out his room, to my bathroom. I had all my shampoo and soap in there.

I turned on the hot water and stepped in, letting it calm my nerves. These were my problems.

Stefan was gone.

Damon kept Andie around.

Ex-Boyfriend still loved me.

Jenna's dead.

My father wanted me dead.

My brother was working with my father.

Jess was in juvie.

My hormones were off the rails.

Yeah…life was just too good right now.

After I scrubbed myself hard and made sure every part of my body was clean, I dried myself off and got dressed for the day.

I went to my closet and picked out an outfit for the day. I wasn't in the mood to work or do anything relatively important. So I decided I was just gonna wander around for the day…

Yeah, wandering…that seemed….boring, but I didn't care.

I picked out a white tight tank top that showed more cleavage than I'd like to admit, a pair of black skinny jeans, and some high heels.

For some reason, I had gotten into the whole high heels rage. It was weird, I usually did combat boots, but I guess a girl changes when she becomes a demon, right? Cuz, that's what normal people go through every day.

I put on a black jacket over my shirt and walked out my room.

I walked into Damon's room to tell him I was just gonna hang around town, but I was deterred…

And pissed.

Ladies and Gentlemen, there stood Andie.

Sitting next to Damon.

He was feeding from her. Great…

I glared at the two of them with hatred. Extreme hatred.

Andie turned around and saw me. Her face turned into annoyance, um bitch anyone can get slapped.

"What are you doing here?" she sneered.

"Oh you didn't get the memo? I fucking live here." I glared back.

"I thought you were staying at Elena's house." She retorted.

"Yeah, well, I was feeling horny. So naturally I came here." I crossed my arms.

She made a face at that and got up. I watched her as she walked out the room. She shot me one last glare. She knew I could kill her if she did anything stupid.

It took everything I had not to take that bitch out.

Damon sat on his bed, smiling at me.

"What?" I hissed.

"You are so hot when your jealous." He smirked.

"I am not jealous."

He rolled his eyes, "You're a little bit jealous."

"Okay, fine. Let me paint a picture for you. What if I had sex with you one night and you leave the room for a few minutes, just to come back to me feeding off some guy while I was naked. Does that sound 'appealing' to you?

He sighed, "It was nothing."

"It was nothing for you Damon, not for me!"

"It shouldn't even matter to you." He raised his voice.

I gaped at him, "It shouldn't matter to me?! I can't believe you! The only time you act like a decent guy is when you're life is on line. Typical!"

I turned around to leave the room, but he zipped in front of me and grabbed my wrist.

"You're overreacting."

"I'm overreacting?! What the fuck Damon?! You get mad when a guy even talks to me! You're in no position to talk about overreacting!"

He gave me a sad look, "I love you."

"Well you suck at showing it!"

I was furious.

"I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing for shit you're never gonna change! Why is she even here?!"

"She's good to have around. A news reporter." He wiggled his eyebrows.

I huffed, "Unbelievable."

"Jade-"he tried to start.

"You know what pisses me off so much?" I interrupted.

He stared at me, without an answer.

"The fact that you didn't even mean half the shit you told me yesterday. You're not sorry. For any of it. You just expect me to forgive you all the time and tell you I love you when you feel like shit. The only time you ever really want to treat me right is when you think that I'm gonna go away." I whispered.

"That's not true." He shook his head.

"And sometimes, it makes me think….maybe I should." I continued, not even listening to anything he had to say.

He stared at my face, "Don't say that."

"Maybe it's because I'm too immature, or I'm too bitchy. I don't know what it is. But I can't keep being treated like this Damon. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of it!" I exclaimed, pulling at me hair.

He didn't say anything, he just let me rant.

"I'm sick of feeling like shit whenever I see you. I'm sick of trying to act like it doesn't hurt. I'm just sick of taking your crap."

"Jade, please. I love you okay. I love you." He said desperately.

I shook my head, "You don't understand love, Damon," I said sadly, "You're just too afraid that I'm gonna leave. You can't change. You're not willing to change. Not even for me."

"We're not doing anything. She shouldn't even matter." God, he looked so upset.

"But she does matter to me. She matters. And her not mattering to you, isn't enough." I had to get it out. I had to get him to see what he was doing wasn't right.

"I can do better."

"I don't think you can." I whispered.

He didn't respond.

"You'll choose yourself over and over again because that's just who you are." I took his hands and ran my thumbs over them.

There was no easy way to say what I had to say.

"I'm sorry." I whispered sadly.

"No no no. Don't do that." he stared into my eyes.

"I didn't think it would ever come to this." I continued.

He couldn't say anything. He couldn't even move. His eyes were on me the whole time; as if he was afraid I was going to magically disappear forever.

He was close.

"You need me Damon, hell you may even love me. But you don't…you don't care about me. And I deserve someone," I gulped, "who does."

"Hey, I care about you!" he objected.

"No, you don't." I said in a monotone voice.

Anyone with eyes could see that he didn't.

"I'm going to pack up my stuff and stay with Elena for a while. Help her find Stefan. Be a good friend. I don't want you to call me. I don't want you to try and see me. Not until you learn. But then again….you never learn."

"Jade." He whispered.

"Goodbye, Damon."

I left the room and passed Andie on my way out. I kept my posture straight and tried my hardest not to cry. I made it was far as the front door before it all came out.

Aww, Jade and Damon officially broke up.

For the time being.

Mostly because he keeps Andie around until the birthday episode, so that's how long it's gonna be until they get back together.

Maybe even longer.

But only because Damon needs to learn. And Rebecca is gonna come around and ruin their relationship again. That's why I've got Klaus ready to make Jade feel better.

Don't worry though, this is a solid Damon and OC, so no matter what the fuck happens, they will always end up together.

Because love prevails!

The best part about them breaking up all the time is the fact that they always end up having break up sex.

The best sex of all (winkie face)

Kay, I'm done with this chapter.

If I get a lot of reviews, I might post the next chapter on Wednesday….

Maybe even Tuesday…but I have to be in an extremely good mood.

Alright

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Love, Sam.