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So I know I said this chapter would have some good Klamon love but as I was writing, I thought of something to make their love more "epic" if you know what I mean.

Damon's POV

As I stood in front of my Camaro, I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched. I glanced across the street and felt my heart jump when I could see a figure watching. For a moment, I thought it was Klaus but when I looked harder; there was no figure there but some human with short blonde hair.

I sighed and jumped in the car, driving back to the boarding house. I walked inside to see Stefan, Elena and Bonnie in the sitting room. I glanced in their direction before starting to walk up to my room.

I closed the door and let myself fall on the bed. I was clearly losing it. I wanted to kill Klaus…that was what we were planning; find a new way to kill him.

"Damon?" came the whisper of Elena's voice.

I hadn't even realized she opened the door. I sat up to look at her. She appeared hesitant as she stood at the door, fiddling her thumbs.

"Yes, Elena?" I asked.

"C-can I talk to you?"

I nodded and motioned for her to sit down. She sat down beside and set her large doe eyes on me.

"Are you okay?" she questioned.

I rolled my eyes "Why does everyone keep asking me that?"

"It's just…you seem different," she said.

"What; because I'm not trying to steal you from my brother?" I asked bitterly. I felt bad the moment I said it.

Her jaw dropped "No, that's not what I'm talking about," she said, her cheeks reddening with blush.

"Elena, go downstairs," Stefan's voice sounded.

Elena nodded and left the room. I glanced at Stefan, who had his arms crossed and wore a worried expression. He listened to be sure Elena was gone.

"What happened with you and Klaus?" he asked, sitting on the bed.

"We killed a lot of people," I smiled.

"I remember what he was having you do, Damon…" Stefan said.

I glared at him "What is that supposed to mean?"

"I know how you can get…" he said, his eyes roaming the room.

"What are you insinuating?" I asked, my voice laced with anger. I stood; ready to pound his face in if I needed to.

"It's just…you are acting like you did when you lost Katherine…" his voice was careful.

With that, I jumped at him, slamming him onto the floor. I punched him square in the nose. It cracked and blood began to pour out.

Stefan threw me off and jumped back up. If looks could kill, Stefan would be dead.

"Calm down," Stefan growled "I was just asking."

"You ask stupid questions, brother. I am not gay," I growled.

"I'm not saying you are," Stefan said, holding out his hands "Sorry I brought it up."

"Get out of here," I said darkly "Or I will kill you."

He nodded and left the room, realigning his nose on the way. I was so angry…was it that obvious? I didn't love Klaus…I didn't even care about the man. I would show Stefan that.

My mind was numb as I shot down the stairs. Stefan hadn't even made it all the way. I was determined as I lifted Elena into my arms. I shot my eyes at Stefan before pulling her face to mine. I crushed my lips with her soft and luxurious lips. For a moment, I felt her kiss back and I knew I should have enjoyed it but I couldn't help but notice how weak of a kiss this was; nothing like the ferocity of Klaus's.

Elena suddenly began to push me away just as Stefan's hand pulled me back. I stumbled, narrowing my eyes at him. Stefan glared at me "Leave, right now."

"I was planning on it," I said, grabbing my leather jacket as I walked out the door. My head was spinning as I sat in my Camaro. I revved the engine and slammed my foot on the gas, leaving in a cloud of dust.

I drove down the road, pedal to the metal. I felt the adrenaline pulse through me when the speedometer read 117 MPH. I wanted to go faster. I willed the wheels to move but they wouldn't.

I glanced back at the road, only to slam the brakes and swerve the steering wheel. An ear-piercing screech sounded through the empty road as the wheels fought the pavement for control. The car stopped just as the side of it hit the man standing in the road.

Hands stopped the car, leaving a new dent. I jumped out of the car, ready to tear someone's throat out. I stopped when I saw Klaus standing there, his smirk lighting his face.

For some reason, seeing him made me madder. I snarled and jumped at him, slamming him into the pavement. I knew he could toss me off like a ragdoll but he let me punch him a few times before grabbing my fist when it was an inch from his already healed face. His eyes were intense "That's enough," he hissed, throwing me so I landed on the hood of my car. Before I could get back on my feet, he was on top of me.

I glared up at him before I lost control. I grabbed the sides of his face and yanked his mouth to mine. He kissed me back roughly, sliding his hands around my waist, pulling me against him. He then twisted his fingers into my hair, tugging to the side, moving his kisses to my neck; I dug my nails into his back. His body stiffened and the next thing I knew, I felt sharp pain as he slammed his fangs into my neck.

Instantly, I felt the venom enter my bloodstream. I shoved him off and stood. His eyes were dark as he stared at me, his mouth covered in my blood. With that, he disappeared.

I stood there for a moment, realizing what just happened. I was going to die…this time it was going to happen a lot faster.

I was in a daze, trying to comprehend the fact that Klaus returned just to kill me.

It felt as though my heart shattered. Without hesitation, I sat back in my car, making my way back to the house.

I walked inside only to have Stefan throw me into a wall. I let him…I didn't care anymore. This was going to be my last night. I wanted him to end it quickly.

He began to punch me; Elena was shouting stuff but I didn't care.

Stefan finally stopped and stepped back "What are you-"his voice was angry but he stopped and his face dropped.

"Why don't you just kill me, brother," I said, regaining my balance.

"What happened?" he asked with his eyes on my neck.

"None of your business," I growled, walking over to the alcohol. I grabbed the bottle and instead of taking a glass, I began to chug the entire bottle. I had it gone within a minute.

"Damon, is that a werewolf bite?" Stefan's voice sounded behind me.

"Yes it is," I said simply, throwing the bottle into the fire, "A hybrid bite to be exact."

"K-Klaus is here?" Stefan asked.

"Yes he is so you better make sure your precious doppelganger is safe," I said emotionlessly. What was the point of ever caring if it got you killed. I had thought-hoped-that Klaus cared somewhat for me. It was all a lie…he never cared for anyone but himself.

"Damon…why did he do this?" Stefan asked. I could hear the rasp in his voice; he was on the verge of tears.

"I care about him, Stefan…you were right," I said, wanting to talk about it before I was gone forever. I didn't move my eyes from the fire.

I listened as he walked closer "I know," he whispered.

"How could I be so stupid…?" I hissed, spinning around to grab another bottle.

"You're not stupid, Damon…" Stefan said weakly.

"I let him do this…I offered him my damn neck," I said, swigging from a bottle of whiskey.

"You don't deserve this," Stefan said, his voice like a dagger.

"You are going to have to kill me," I said, feeling dizzy from the bite.

"No, I won't do that," Stefan said.

I turned to face him, begging him with my eyes "Please Stefan…I can't go through that again."

His eyes were filled with tears and he shook his head "I literally can't do it."

"I'll kill Elena if you don't," I said, my voice dark. I walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out Stefan's hidden stake. I handed it to him "Do it."

He shook his head "I won't." he snapped the stake in half and threw it in the fire.

I glared at him, debating on whether or not to attack Elena. I knew that if I did, he would lock me up in that damn cellar until he made a new deal with Klaus to save me.

Klaus's POV

I stared aimlessly at the drink before me at the Grill. I couldn't stop thinking about what I did to Damon. I wondered what he was doing right now. I didn't want to bite him but in the moment, I couldn't control it. This was better, though. Damon would die and then I could be free of the compulsion I felt towards him. I would not allow myself a weakness…I never had and I would not allow Damon to happen.

"Klaus," came the voice of the vampire hunting teacher.

I turned to him "Are you always here?"

He nodded "Actually, yes. What are you doing here?"

"I have my own reasons that are of no concern to you," I said, giving him a smile that I knew didn't meet my eyes. I couldn't even fake happiness right now. Not when Damon was dying as we spoke.

"Where is Damon?" Alaric asked as he sipped his drink.

"I don't know, nor do I care," I lied.

I heard his phone vibrate. I knew it was most likely Damon or Stefan. It had only been an hour since I bit him.

I turned back to Alaric as he read his text. His face dropped and his eyes turned to me.

I lifted my eyebrows and sipped the rest of my drink. The moment I placed my glass back on the table, I felt the slight ache in my jaw from a fist. I cracked my jaw back into place and grinned at the teacher "Well that's not very nice."

His hands were clenched into fist and if looks could kill, I would definitely be dead.

"You should really be ashamed of yourself," he growled at me, impressively for a human.

"I have my reasons for my actions," I said simply.

"What could you possibly gain by killing Damon?" Alaric snarled.

"I do not need to answer to you. I could easily pry that ring off your finger and kill you with a flick of my fingers," I threatened.

"Well, I have to go tend of a dying friend…something you will never have you cold, heartless bastard," Alaric said before walking out of the Grill.

I could see the eyes of others, most likely still watching since he threw the punch. I glared and they all turned away.

I knew that it shouldn't matter to me but I felt angrier than ever. That was the downside of caring about someone. They made you feel so many emotions that it was dangerous. With that, I slammed money on the table and left. I needed to make this right.

Hope you liked it. Please leave more reviews to encourage me to continue. I promise there will be some nice KLAMON coming soon. I just love the build-up. Feel free to suggest ideas for the next chapter. I haven't even written it yet.