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"Can I come in?" Damon asked, still having no expression on his face but sadness.

I moved to the side to let him walk in "Um, yeah of course." I said, closing the door after he walked in.

"We can go to my room to talk in a minute; I just need to grab something from the kitchen table real quick." I said, already heading over there. I saw Jeremy look up and saw he was staring at Damon, who was standing behind me; seeing him give Damon a disgusted look. I shook my head, still feeling horrible for what happened between us.

"Oh, hey Damon! How are you today?" Jenna looked up and smiled at Damon, then turned to look at me, giving me one of those 'what's going on' looks. Obviously seeing he was not himself today like Stefan was.

"Fine." Damon said sharply, not even looking at her.

I gave her a quick shrug, and grabbed my orange juice, and turned to Damon.

"Okay, we can go." I said, walking past him, towards the stairs that lead to my room.

I walked into my room, shutting the door after he walked in. I walked over to my bed and sat down, taking a sip of my orange juice, feeling nervous. I looked at Damon, who was leaning up against the wall, looking up at the ceiling.

"So… Damon, are you going to give me answers? Or am I going to have to sit here all day hopelessly confused?" I said, staring at him.

He finally looked at me, and gave a soft chuckle. "Don't you have any patience, what so ever Elena?"

I looked around the room for a second thinking of a response. "Of course I do, but after last night with Stefan, my patience has sailed."

"So Stefan was here last night?" Damon said, with anger in his voice.

I eyed him for a second, wondering why he seemed to be more angry at Stefan than he usually was. "Uh, yeah? He's almost over every night. Why do you seem so annoyed this time?" I asked, putting my glass down on the table, walking over to him.

"Let's see, because at this moment Stefan is with Katherine!"

After he said that, it felt like he punched me right in the gut. I started to shake my head slowly. "Why would Stefan be with her right now and not me?

"Damn Elena! Do you really have to be this clueless? Can't you just put the puzzle pieces together, it's honestly not hard!" Damon said, his voice getting louder by each word he said.

I was about to speak, when he continued.

"You already know that Katherine is back. You also know that Stefan and I, are in love with her! Well…. Actually only one brother is still in love with her. I don't really care for her childish games anymore, she already broke me. She ruined my life Elena!" He said, starting to break down. I could hear his voice cracking, and I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck, already feeling my self start to cry.

After a few minutes, we both let go of each other. I took the sleeve of my shirt and wiped the tears of my face. Anger was starting to build up in me; I walked over to my closet and grabbed my shoes and jacket, starting to put them on.

Damon rushed over to me, and grabbed my hand. I looked up at him, shocked at the feeling of our hands touching. Damon had a special way of making me feel happy, when everything around us was tumbling down.

"Where are you going?" He asked, looking straight into my eyes.

I moved my hand away from his, putting my coat on. While I was doing so, I looked at him "I'm going to see Stefan; we have a lot of talking to do."

I was starting to walk to the door, when I felt a tight grip around my arm. I looked up to see Damon, was holding onto my arm.

"Damon, let go! I need to talk to him." I said, using all my strength to try and pull out of his grip; but it was no use, my human strength didn't compare to his vampire strength.

Damon shook his head sharply and pulled me to him. "I can't Elena. I already told you he's with Katherine." He said each word slowly, and then said Katherine's name with much disgust. Almost as if it tasted like vinegar.

"How do I know you aren't just lying to me?"

"You don't trust me?" He frowned and let go of my arm.

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, feeling stressed. "No, it's not that Damon. I do trust you. I guess it's because, I just don't want to admit to myself, that he would actually lie to me, and be with her." I said looking down, wanting to cry again, but stopped myself from doing so.

I felt Damon put a hand under my chin and left my head up to look at him.

"Elena… I love…" He started to say, and I felt myself get weak, wondering if this was the moment he would finally say he loved me.

"I love… how you are being so honest with me." My jaw dropped slightly, shocked at his response. I was a bit disappointed by what he said; I just wanted him to be honest with me.

I shook my head slightly and looked away from him, "Um, yeah. I'll always be honest. Unlike some people…" I mumbled the last part.

Before I knew it, he was opening my window, climbing out. He turned back around to me and poked his head inside my room.

"Are you coming or not?" Damon asked, with a smile that he only ever does around me.

I couldn't help but smile back, but was curious to where he was suddenly going to take me.

"Coming where?" I asked.

"Well less than a few minutes ago, you said you wanted to see Stefan; and I know where ever he is, Katherine will be there too. I have a few things to say to that whore." He smirked, and winked. "So you coming? Or am I going solo?" He smiled and held out his hand.

"Oh, I'm defiantly coming; no doubt about that. Quick question though, is there something wrong with using the door? I mean, it's there for a reason." I laughed.

"True, but doors are for humans that aren't risk takers. Plus, I prefer jumping out windows. So humor me." Damon teased. "Now come on. Or will I have to wait for you by the door?"

I thought about what he said for a second, and walked over to him and took his hand. "I guess I'll be a risk taker. Just don't drop me." I said, and smiled lightly.

Damon pulled me through the window and placed his arm around and waist. "No promises." He joked.

But before I could answer, he jumped taking me with him; landing perfectly, with barely any sound.