Elena had been waiting all day for him to 'talk' to her, she had been preparing herself to admit to him about what happened with Stefan earlier, but would he take this as a gesture of mistrust? She was tired of lies and deceptions.

However, he made it easier by not instantly showing up. She took her last two classes of the evening and was walking back to her dorm, just running a good dialogue in her head of what she was going to say.

'I didn't believe him, he was not leaving me alone.'

'I know we said no games but...'

She was talking to herself when her professor Alaric Saltzman stopped her, "Miss Gilbert, you weren't in class today." He was her English professor. Lately, she was skipping so many classes. Before it was because of Stefan and today...it was because of Stefan.

Elena knew she was going to lose her 'perfect student' badge if she continued that, "I am so sorry Mr. Saltzman, I had to take care of something. I will catch up with Aaron."

"That's fine Elena, actually I wanted to talk to you about the writer's guild." He started.

Elena bit her lip. Her professor had been 'encouraging' her to write for the competition so much. She had tried but she realised she wasn't ready for it. "I am just not fit for it this year, next year maybe." She knew Alaric was going to lecture her about purposely missing the submission date. She had missed it by a week.

"What are you talking about? Elena you don't have to hide it from me, I just wanted to say that Joanne Brown loved your piece. She contacted the department and especially asked for you to the Europe retreat. They also want to publish it in their annual magazine." He said with child-like excitement. Elena frowned, what piece? She didn't understand, "I-I am sorry Mr. Saltzman, I don't understand, what piece?"

"Elena, the fictional piece 'The Funeral'. It was so unique and the juxtaposition you presented-"

She stammered, "What-what? that piece, I didn't submit that piece. That's at my house in Mystic-" Suddenly she realised who might have sent her piece. "I have to go, Mr. Saltzman, I'll talk to you about this later." She didn't stand longer to hear him as she rushed to find her car and get home.

In about two and a half hours, she was in front of the Mystic Falls Hospital, unable to calm herself down or stop fuming as she went up to the reception and asked about her father. When she heard he wasn't in surgery, she rushed upstairs to his office and stormed inside. Her chest heaving from anger and frustration. "How can you do this?" she shouted at the top of her lungs. Her father who was talking with a fellow doctor glared at her, but Elena walked closer, "You had absolutely no right to do this to me! It was mine!" she screamed at him. The other doctor got up from the opposing seat and Grayson held his shaking daughter by the shoulders. Hot tears were streaking down her eyes as she broke down, trying to pull away from her father, "How can you be so selfish! How? If I wanted it published I'd send it God damn it. It was mine! It was mine!" she screamed.

"Doctor, I think Elena is having a panic attack." Doctor Richard said. Elena screamed, "Stay away from me!" she hit her fists against her father's chest, Grayson tried to control her, "Elena you wrote it to be read, can't you see how good you are? Who cares what it said? As a writer-"

She shook her head shouting, "As a writer, am I allowed to feel peace after my mother dies? Am I allowed to find relief? A criminal who got away with it, that wasn't me- I felt like that because you all made me feel like it." She shouted. Grayson, spat, "This is a hospital, shut up."

"God, it was all a mistake." She pushed at him and finally managed get out of his hold, wiping at her tears, she stepped back with a huff, "Do you see me as the girl who wrote that? As a narcissist who drove her mother to kill herself and found peace? Because if that were true, why don't I feel peace?"

Grayson pursed his lips, "Maybe you need to accept it as 'Amelia' did." He was talking about her character. Elena felt like throwing up, she palmed her forehead as she tried to calm herself down. "I give up. If that's what it takes for you to leave me alone, fine. I killed her. My life is so much easier now," she said the last bit sarcastically as she picked up a family photo from his desk and threw it across the room, "I am done with you." She said as she turned around to leave.

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A few hours earlier

Damon had a satisfied smirk on his face as he left Stefan's apartment but when he got to the elevator and the door opened, his smirk vanished seeing Lily standing there, arms folded across her chest. "Damon, what an unpleasant surprise."

"Likewise." He muttered. She stepped out of there and forced him to back two steps away as she glared at him, "I traced where the video was sent to us from, have you gone manic again, sending us proof of your 'violent' behaviour."

Damon let out a small laugh, "So you finally figured it out, took you long enough, well I had to- I needed to garner sympathy."

"Elena's sympathy, making Stefan look like the bad guy." She connected the dots, Damon pouted, "It kinda worked."

Lily shook her head at his admission. "I knew you didn't change, people like you can't be, all we can do is control you. Which Giuseppe was good at." The woman huffed, "Never thought I'd condone violence."

He smiled as he cocked his head, "Of course you would you righteous bitch. It is not my fault your husband didn't love you and you only felt valid when he punished me, the 'favourite' one." He air quoted the words.

She seethed, "That's not true, you never wanted to be my son, Stefan did."

Damon rolled his eyes, "Spare me how great of a step-mom you are to my baby brother and what could have been. You only cared about him because he was a prop to push your agenda against me. You trained him well. But it's not going to work."

Lily shook her head at him, "Train him? He is a human being, not an animal like you to be trained." She hissed, "Remember that night in September? What happened that night huh? I was out of the house but when I came back-" a smirk spread on her lips. She could see the reaction on his face as her voice trailed off, he seemed rigid, his pupils widened and he looked terrified. It was rare to see an actual emotion on this man and she loved to melt him down to a mess.

Did he actually want this? Damon was conflicted, he knew that he didn't want to spend another summer and holidays being used against his will. He didn't want to be touched and controlled by men and women of the 'elite' society. Rose was right, he did deserve every last penny and he wasn't going to wait until his father's natural death. That could be decades later. The man was only 47 right now.

What better time than now? Lily was at her mother's and his father had asked him to pick him from the airport. He had paid Stefan a lot of money to keep his mouth shut about Rose being there though.

Just as he thought of her, the slender girl walked out of his bathroom, hair wet and wearing his white sweatshirt. She walked up to his chair near his 'work' desk and wrapped her arms around his neck, "You look nervous."

He let out a 'hmm' well he was going to kill his father tomorrow. Of course, he was nervous. What if he got caught? She pressed small kisses to his neck, "Don't think about it, you need to do this, there is no other way." She traced one hand down and intertwined their fingers. Damon's fingers were still a bit discoloured from when Giuseppe had punished him by squishing them under his boot. Rose sighed, "Don't back down now, you're so close, you never have to be hurt again." He slightly turned his face to her, their foreheads rested against each other. Rose pressed her lips to his in the lightest kiss, wanting to make him believe in what she was promising him.

He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her to him, she straddled him on the chair as he let his hands under her sweatshirt, exploring her extremely thin frame.

Just then his door flew open, their heads snapped back to the door. Damon shivered when he saw Giuseppe at the door. The usually calm and collected man looked furious. Rose quickly got off him and stood behind the chair. Damon got up as well, fixing his shirt, "Sir." He tried to look for an excuse but he had never seen his father look at him in that way. Behind Giuseppe, he could see Stefan trying to peek in. Giuseppe walked closer, "I told you to never see this girl again."

"F-father, I d-didn't want-t." He got interrupted as Giuseppe held him by the collar, "I know exactly what you were up to. Stefan told me about your girlfriend. Cynthia's daughter right? I am not her, I am not so easy to fool." He spat, pulling Damon up an inch from the floor with his hold. Rose was sobbing behind him. Giuseppe looked over his shoulder at a petrified Stefan, "Close the door and leave!" Giuseppe shouted. Stefan did as asked and rushed out.

Damon stammered, "I-I didn't w-want to Sir, I swear- I would-would never." Giuseppe growled and threw him against the wall behind Rose, Rose heard Damon shout in pain as his head hit the wall and he dropped down while the raging man approached her, "I knew you were trouble, you think you can just turn my own son against me. Filthy slut." He pulled the frail girl who was hiding in the corner, she shook her head as the man continued, "Good thing you ran away, now no one would know where the fuck you went. You got away with it once if that wasn't enough."

She cried, "Please, let me go home, I am scared."

Damon choked out, "I called her- Sir, I apologize, she has nothing to-" Giuseppe turned to him and hit his knees against Damon's face, which made him fall back, "If you speak one more time, I'll separate your skin from your body and you know damn well I will."

Rose cried, "Let me go! It wasn't my fault- what do you expect from him, I didn't force him to kill you. He wanted to- all you've done is hurt him." She screamed

Damon's eyes widened as Rose continued, "I don't fucking care what you do, let me go! Or I'll tell my aunt all about you and she wouldn't mind suing you for damages."

"Damages?" he muttered then looked over at Damon, kicking him in the ribs, "Get up and get Stefan out of the house."

Rose's tried to get away from him but Giuseppe held her, "Damon, leave now."

Damon coughed as he tried to sit up, he wiped the blood from his nose and mouth as he got up with trembling legs, he almost half crawled to the door as Rose shouted for him, "Damon No! Don't! Please!"

He opened the door and ran out.

Stefan was outside and Damon told him to not say a word as he shoved him into the car and got in the driver's seat, "What happened?" his brother asked. The little Salvatore had no idea why it was such a big deal that his almost sixteen-year-old brother had a girlfriend. He had many that Giuseppe knew. He never thought it all would be so explosive, but when Damon paid him more than two hundred dollars to not talk about it with his father. He did anyway on the next call. Twelve-year-old Stefan just wanted to be on their father's good side for once.

Damon didn't say anything as Stefan asked a million questions.

"You aren't supposed to drive this, you know we don't-"

"if you don't shut up, I am going to leave you and drive away." Damon threatened which kept Stefan quiet. He just stared at his brother's torn shirt, his bloody nose and busted lip as he drove mindlessly until his phone rang, Damon picked up the phone, "I'll be there."

Damon drove to the town mall and handed Stefan his wallet, "Go get any game you want, play- I don't care just get out."

"B-but how will I get home?" he said scared all of a sudden, "I'll come and get you- now go."

Reluctantly Stefan jumped out of the car and Damon drove back to the house the only way he could survive was by letting his father do whatever he wanted to gain his trust back. Damon stopped the car and walked into the empty house. His father was in the main hall, "Come on- we have to deal with this."

Damon followed his father to the familiar room and saw Rose lying on the floor, her throat was cut and still bleeding, her hands fisted and body lifeless. Her half dry hair was covering her face.

Damon forgot to breathe as he saw her like that. His father had brutally killed the frail girl.

Giuseppe walked in and tapped his back, handing him a few bags, "Drag it to the back yard and get some axes-"

"She's d-dead." Damon felt his teeth clattering together, "Yes and you'll follow her if you don't get moving." His father spat.

Damon quickly got to work, imagining it all as a nightmare, as they took the body outside town to dispose of the pieces. He felt nauseated after cleaning up the blood and any evidence of this brutal murder.

Stefan had been at the mall for five hours now.

He drove to the mall and picked him up, Stefan complained as he got in the backseat with Giuseppe, "Father I thought you forgot me." He said in a sad voice, always neglected by Giuseppe, he despised Damon for that.

"Don't be ridiculous boy, I always watch over both my boys." His remark directed at Damon obviously, who remained as quiet and rigid like a wall as he drove.

Stefan rested his head against his father's arm, "You scared me, father. Why were you so upset?"

His father wrapped his arm around Stefan, "That girl was bad company, now I sent her home."

"Oh." That's all he could say, Stefan, pursed his lips, "Is that why Damon is so mad?"

"Stefan, if you don't shut up I'll pull out your good for nothing tongue," Damon said in an almost robot-like voice. To Stefan's surprise, his father let out a chuckle at Damon's comment.

Why? Why was Damon allowed to do whatever?

As soon as they got home Stefan jumped out seeing Lily's car. He threw the door open and ran in to look for her, "Mom!" he called.

Damon palmed his sore head, everything about Stefan was infuriating him "Stefan Damn you-"

That's it, Stefan turned back, "Hey it's not my fault dad didn't like your girlfriend or whatever. Grow up and stop being such-"

Damon stepped closer, "You did this to me you little fucker, you snitched on me- what did you get? Does he love you now?" Damon shouted at him.

"You can't actually swallow the one time father isn't on your side- what about all the other times that he didn't even look at me!" Stefan pushed him, "You always rub it in my face how-"

"How what?" Damon growled, "Look at my fucking face, do you think he cares?" he pointed at his bruised face, it was the first time Giuseppe ever hit him at home like that.

"Boohoo you got a beating. At least he remembers you, he doesn't even look at me. I did tell him about you. Not like you didn't deserve this." Stefan spat, that's when Damon felt his switch flip, "I will fucking kill you!" he shouted as he choked his brother, feeling an immense strength taking over his body, he pushed Stefan to the wall and choked him while continuously hitting his knee in his brother's stomach, "How does that feel for love? How does this feel?" he shouted, "How do you like it now you cunt"

Lily screamed when she saw Damon hurting his brother, just then Giuseppe entered the house, he rushed to where a possessed Damon was beating Stefan to death.

The man grabbed Damon by the shoulders and pulled him back, as Damon shouted, "Fuck you! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he growled at the top of his lungs trying to launch at Stefan. Giuseppe turned him around, and held his arms, Damon pushed at him, "You ruined me! God, I want to fucking kill you! You motherfucker! I will kill you! Get your hands off me you old pimp!" Giuseppe pinned him down on the living room floor and slapped him across his face as Damon shuddered violently, his fists hitting against the floor and throat forming almost animalistic sounds. Lily was screaming in fear as she hugged Stefan close to her who was shaking in fear.

Giuseppe put his thigh on Damon's stomach restraining him, "Lily, get the rope from the kitchen."

"We should call the hospital-"

"Get the fucking rope!" the man growled.

Damon tried to move as Giuseppe pulled out his belt and tied his wrists together with it. "Let me go, low-life fucked up trash! I am going to kill the both of you." He roared, Giuseppe pulled of lily's scarf who was trying to touch Damon's hair to calm him down. Giuseppe stuffed the scarf in his mouth and gave him a glare as he rests his hand against Damon's throat, scratching the skin with his one nail, like a reminder of what he did to Rose, that's when his sounds dampened and he started to calm down

Damon was taken down to the cell in the basement. Lily was holding his legs while his father held his upper body. He still tried to fight. the last flight of stairs, he saw Stefan horrified as they took him to the dark room, Lily pursed her lips as she put a pillow there on the stone bench where they laid him down, "We should take him to a doctor, he doesn't look normal."

Damon's chest was rising and falling with his rapid breathing as Giuseppe said, "I know my son, I know what to do. Don't you fucking dare cross a line, you aren't his mother."

She shivered as she looked down at the blue-eyed child, she had never seen such enraged eyes, "Why do you talk to me like that? I brought up the son you don't give a shit about, the one you brought up looks as he'll combust into flames."

Giuseppe walked over to the other side and held her elbow, "This is the exact reason you can't be here- let's go. He'll be fine soon." He led her to the door and closed the door after him. That's when Damon let out a breath he was holding, rolling to his side. He spat the scarf out which was already halfway out of his mouth, a hiss escaped him when a line of blood from his head rolled past his lips to the stone bench

The day just replayed like a film in his head, Rose- Giuseppe, Rose begging him to not leave, her eyes which looked like they could see death.

The bones, the blood as they had divided the body. The wet mud. His father's mocking tone as they disposed of the body. He would never escape. If he tried, it meant death. The truth was he was so alone. He blinked as he felt tears blinding his vision.

He reached his hands under his head over the pillow clutching the material of the pillow as he muffled the cries from his mouth against the pillow, the tears rolled down his cheeks into the material. He was so scared, so alone.

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Elena was resting her head against the steering wheel. She had been crying for an hour outside the cemetery but not once did she leave her car to go in there, she just didn't have it in her to be here. Did everyone see her as a criminal or was she the only one who didn't move on?

She sat up and wiped the tears off her cheeks, it was about 11 in the night and she didn't think going back to her dorm was a good idea. She would have to drive so far back. She drove up to the boarding house and parked her car there. She was surprised to see Damon's car there too. She got out, she thought she'd have to wait for him but here he was. Wasn't he on his way to see her?

She went inside as the door was already open, an ominous feeling wrapped her, things. She called his name but got no response, still walked upstairs.

She walked into his room and saw him on the bed, his arm over his head like he seemed to be sleeping as she entered, the room was messed up.

She sighed of relief as she crawled up the bed. "The door was open, do you have a death wish."

He didn't move his arm away, "Hidden in the forest, only squirrels or foxes can break-in."

She wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his chest, "I missed you."

He did a 'hmm' as she squirmed to fit into his arms. She dug her head into his neck and breathed in deep. He finally pulled her into his arms. She felt a kiss on top of her head, "You look exhausted, let's just sleep okay?"

She nodded her head, forgetting everything.

She closed her eyes and let sleep take her.

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Elena knew it was a dream, she was lying in her old bed, she tossed and turned in her bed muffling the noise from the alarm, finally giving up, she got up and tied her hair up as she walked outside, Elena smiled when she leaned over the stairs to see Jeremy putting on his sneakers, bobbing his head to the song in his headphones.

Seeing her, he took off his headphones, "Lena, we're going to the lake house with Dad, so be home soon today."

"What? Really?" Elena almost squealed of joy, she walked up to her parents room and knocked, "Are we going to the lake house?" she peeked in to ask her father and mother, the room was reeking of a weird smell.

"Dad?" she walked into the empty room, "Daddy?" she said as the room became darker, the water was running in the bathroom. Elena walked in and saw the tub overflowing with water, her father's head hung back, the water red.

Elena shook her head, "No, No, No!"

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Elena's eyes snapped open as she jolted slightly, she sat up and placed her hand over her beating heart. Before she could distinguish between reality and her nightmare, Damon's arms were around her. She didn't realise how long she was crying into his chest, slowly she wrapped her arms around his neck, Damon pulled away slightly and wiped her tears away, "It was a dream. None of it is real."

She nodded, "It's all so real."

"Tell me about it." He asked as his thumb stroked her chin, then her cheeks, she felt like she was calming down, "Dad, he died in my dream. God, I was such a bitch to him today." She hid her face in his chest, unable to look at him, "He sent my story to this annual magazine. My favourite author now knows how much of a monster I am and she wants to take me on a Europe retreat because of it."

She felt Damon stroking the top of her hair, "Come on baby, don't say that. You're no monster."

She pursed her lips, "Then why do I always feel like one? I am so sorry for what I did. When I wrote it, it was just a month after my mom's death. They made me feel like it." She cried.

"Who did?" he asked

"Dad, my friends- everyone. Always told me one way or another that it was all my fault. I started believing it. It was not until we met that I forgave myself, and now it's going to be published and it will all come back." She sucked in her tears but failed, "I am unlovable."

Damon cupped her face, making her look up at him, "No, I don't know why you can't see it. You are the light of my life. I love you."

She gasped as she heard the words, she had almost forgotten how good those words sounded, then she remembered how she 'doubted' them a few hours ago, "Damon, I can't lie to you, Stefan came to see me today-"

Damon interrupted, "I don't care, Elena. I don't care what happened, what he said, what you said. At the end of the day, when I was here with no idea that I need you so much, you came to me."

She felt like a burden was lifted off her chest as she smiled slightly as he pulled her closer to his lap, "There is only you, Elena, I love you."

She looked into his blue eyes, her heart melting, the invisible scars healing, "I love you too, maybe more than I've ever loved anyone but I am so scared."

He cupped her face, "I know you are, let me in, you'll never hurt again."

She found herself giving a light nod as he crashed his lips against hers, a moan escaped her when he laid her down and covered his body with hers. Elena couldn't wait anymore for this, she helped to take his shirt off and ran her hands all over his hard chest, she heard him purr as she pressed feather-light kisses on his chest, a gasp left her when he tore off her dress and tossed it back.

Elena watched as he licked and sucked the skin of her lace-covered breasts. He pulled the black lace down freeing her soft mounds, his lips wrapped around her dusky nipple and she moaned feeling the warm wet kiss on her aching buds.

She was beyond turned on and so ready when he pulled down her underwear and positioned himself between her thighs. He thrust forward, a moan escaped her and she threw her head back, arching her back. She could feel his thick length moving in and out her.

She let her heels cross on top of his back, squeezing her eyes shut, she screamed as her orgasm washed through her, her nails gripped at his shoulders trying to move her hips for his release, "Come on baby, you feel so perfect, come inside me." She moaned against his ear.

She hissed as he pulled her back slightly, holding the headboard as he rammed into her. Elena could feel her second orgasm building almost immediately. She felt like this would kill her and yet she didn't want him to stop. She was screaming his name between pants trying to move her hips against his, Damon knew he was taking it out on her and he needed to be 'soft' but he couldn't find it in him, besides she was clinging to her last hope of love.

She was as selfish as he was. Her face was flushed as she climaxed again , she dug her heels into his back and he allowed himself to release inside her. His body dropped on hers, his hand slipped down the board.

Elena's arms slowly wrapped around him, she could feel his lips against her ear, the soft sound of breathing was like a lullaby.

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If someone told her a year ago that she would find her white picket fence, she would never believe it. Even with Stefan, she never thought of it but now it was all so true and real.

He was everything she wanted. Kind, understanding, spontaneous, sexy, funny and only hers to keep. Only one and a half year left of college before she will finally move in with him fully. The last four months, even through long-distance had been so much fun. They spent the weekends together and sometimes he would surprise her with a visit on weekdays.

She was so excited for the summers to start, she was going to live with him for three long months. Elena opened the door to her dorm, she had to pack as well, a squeal escaped her when she saw Damon there. He raised a brow at her, she hadn't seen him in the last week because of his trip.

"Damon!" she ran up to her bed where he was waiting for her and jumped on him. He let out a laugh as he fell back on the bed and started pressing kisses to his mouth, "Mmm what are you doing here?" she asked between kisses.

He smiled as she straddled him, not giving him the opportunity to answer, he cupped her face, "Well I'll talk if you give me my mouth back for a second."

She giggled, "Only for a second."

He rubbed his nose against hers, "Hmm I am here to wish you a happy birthday."

"Oh, you remembered, well it starts tomorrow."

"I've got a gift." He said with a comical expression. She raised a brow, "Umm well I'll ignore the lack of wrapping paper and a red bow on my gift." She ran her hands up and down his chest kissing him again, he moaned into her mouth as her tongue wrapped around his, before pulling back, "I am not talking about me. Remember when you told me about the guild, well I convinced them to not publish your story."

"What?" she looked up at him, "You did that?"

"That's not all, they have given you eleven days to write an original piece, I have guaranteed that you can write way better pieces. So you can still go to your Europe retreat."

She pursed her lips together and found herself frowning, "You're okay with that? Me not being here for three months?"

He shrugged, "I don't want to hold you back."

She some how felt upset at his 'gift'. She looked away as if thinking when Damon's hand cupped her face, "I've got you a real gift as well. I'll give you it if you release me from this emasculating position."

She got off him and stood up, turning around to hide how upset living without him was going to make her. She didn't want to be clingy but she didn't think she could actually go on 3 months without Damon when she could be spending 3 months with him.

Picking up a bag, she started putting her clothes in it while Damon went out of the room, probably to get her 'gift'. What else was he giving her? 'Sunscreen' for the summer? Elena thought bitterly as she threw her clothes in to her luggage bag, by the look of the room, Caroline and Bonnie had left, their stuff was clean. Great.

Just then Damon walked back in with a file in his hand, she ignored him, now throwing her shoes into the luggage bag, he seemed amused as he stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her, pausing her movement. His chin rested on her shoulder as he said, "I think whatever it is that you're mad at me for, my gift is going to make up for it."

She turned her head to him, "I am just packing."

"She says that with the glare of Medusa, ready to turn her lover into stone." He said dramatically. Elena elbowed his side lightly, he left her arms and placed the file in her luggage, "Go on, read it."

She raised a brow as she reached for it. She opened the file. A gasp left her mouth when she read the papers

"YOU DONATED A WING TO THE MYSTIC FALLS HOSPITAL IN MY NAME?" she shouted in surprise. She was out of breath, Damon squeezed his eyes shut, "Baby- ow, keep it down."

"No-No-No, you can't do this, this is too much!" she shook her head, "Oh my God Damon!" she felt tears coming to her eyes, "This is just- so so beautiful."

He pulled her into a hug as cried into his shoulder, "I love you. Erghh I don't want to be away from you for three months." She declared, pulling away she said, "I don't care about anything right now, can we please just be together."

"We are together." He said leaning down to press a kiss against her soft lips, she shook her head, "No as in live together, I don't want to be anywhere if not with you."

"Isn't that co-dependence." He said jokingly, she playfully hit his chest with a frustrated groan, "I mean it, let's be together all summer. You love me, don't you?"

He dropped his forehead against hers, "Of course I do." He kissed her again, she circled her arms around his neck pulling him closer and tilting her neck to kiss him deeply, their tongues danced together. She pressed her body up against him and moaned.

She pulled away reluctantly, "So, do you want to?"

He smiled at her eager tone, "I want to, let's live together. Just strictly obey the no-pants rule of my room." Elena giggled as he added, "That's not a joke, I am serious."

He told himself he'd handle her one way or another. What could be better than watching Stefan try to win Elena back while he made sure it never happened?

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A/N: hey readers. I hope you guys are enjoying the story, what do you think is going to happen next? A fake relationship on Damon's part and a real one on Elena's. Will Stefan break them? Or will Elena find out the truth when Damon makes a 'mistake'... Thank you so much to my beta 'heyitskarma' for beta-ing this chapter.

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