Fifth Time's a Charm
Summary: Four times Elena hated Damon, and one time she didn't. Delena five-shot.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒஐஐ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒஐஐ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒஐஐ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒஐஐ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒஐஐ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒஐஐ
Three.
It was not the third time Elena Gilbert saw Damon Salvatore. It was one of many, but it was one of the times when she felt stirrings of anger directed at him.
It was when she had to hold Stefan as he grieved the loss of his best friend, Lexi, and when she had to look at the smug look on Damon's face.
There was not even a hint of the remorse he should be feeling.
Damon had killed Lexi.
He had killed his brother's best friend.
And at the moment, she found that she truly didn't care if Damon actually felt remorse – if he felt sorry for doing what he had to his own brother. No, she didn't care if he felt anything inside the blackness that was his heart.
It was the simple fact that he refused to show it as he watched Stefan mourn. He should be showing it, damn it! That was the thing that really set her off.
"Damn you!" she exclaimed, and watched with only minimal satisfaction as his blue eyes widened and he looked at her.
Still nothing.
Why did he not feel freaking sorry?
Oh, how she hated him.