Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Vampire Diaries which includes both the book and T.V. series. Only L.J. smith owns the character's and anything affiliated with the Vampire Diaries series. I merely am writing a fanfiction plot I came up with and any made up character's that aren't affiliated with Vampire Diaries.

Summary: Elena left Mystic Fall's out of fear of becoming like Katherine and tearing the Salvatores apart as soon as she notices she is developing more then friendly feelings for the older Salvatore. Time passes and she comes back with new people will both or one Salvatore return. What happens when they do return? How will Elena deal with them now that she's a vampire?

Author's Note: I know it has been awhile since I've updated, this is because of balancing school which has just started yesterday along with the novel I am writing (The material I have posted so far can be found on fiction press under the same name, a total of five or so chapters will be posted on the sight and that's it since I plan to publish it soon. This novel has been a three year project so far for me, four year project soon...possibly.) I am also trying little by little to write whatever I can in between everything else material for an additional chapter for Bloodstream and more chapters for this story and...Voiceless.

Also this works out, I planned to publish it this early in the morning because I just finished it - the day of the show airing. Anyways please bear with me for now...things will be sort of hectic at certain points and I don't know how much it will effect my writing time. Also I have a stack of library books to read =P (What can I say I'm a book worm!)

Also note that I took longer this time because before the chapter or the half or quarter I wrote...was unsatisfying and lazy slop to me, I think you guys deserve better than lazily slopped chapters. I mean if you're going to read something you might as well read something done good with effort and not lazily.

Anyways on with the new chapter, you guy's have been waiting for a long time. I won't make you wait any longer.

P.S. 9 crimes by Damien Rice and Eyes On Fire by Blue Foundation for later on works with this chapter somewhat. I had to use a variety of sad/angry or whatever (to me.) music but I can't really chose...a specific one. So if you have a better one in mind...You're the reader, you decide!

Every breath that left her lips shook and sounded raspy.

Her body was conveying its desire to sink to the cool, carpeted floor.

Inside, sadness and panic drifted into every fiber of her.

A dull ache appeared in her throat and she felt as if something was stuck in confines of the fleshy respiratory prison. It would explain partly why she was finding it increasingly - as time passed in what seemed like a slow pace – to breathe.

Elena felt every fiber of her being screaming to give into the choice she had been making for awhile, ever since she came here.

Flee or Fight.

Flee.

The desire, twisted in her mind with disturbing echoes similar to ripples in disturbed waters that were currently her mind.

She didn't know what to do really, she was falling apart inside.

She was a mess.

As every footstep reached her ears at a slow rate, she felt herself flinch each and every time at the sound of the action. Panic only twisted into a tight coil in the pit of her stomach. Everything seemed slow, and the slowness was painful to her in an odd way.

Perhaps because the slowness only served to torture her in some way; it only drug out the confrontation in a unbearable pace.

What was she to say to him? She knew that any lame response that fell from her lips that sounded as if she was pleading and panicked would sound only like pitiful excuses; when in fact they weren't. It would only serve to conjure up any wrath he harbored towards her and fuel it two fold just by the sound of them.

Elena stiffly rested her arms at her sides as she felt her eyes burn. Uncomfortable warmth consumed her body, enveloped her. It only added to the internal distress, the catalytic event occurring inside her.

The words he had uttered with anger had pierced her metaphorical heart; like a small, thin and minuscule harpoon that was fashioned just to pierce the silent, unused organ. That had been haunting her for awhile, ever since she came back.

Her fists clenched at the replay of his hurtful, anger filled words.

I don't give a damn that she's back, I don't care about her and I don't love her.

Elena felt her teeth click together and gnash together for a few seconds, the sensation was sensitive and uncomfortable.

Had everything been a lie? Had all the jokes, teasing, and friendliness…all the kindness he had shown her, had they been a farce?

Okay, sure maybe he hadn't loved her, ever…she couldn't change that as much as she wanted him to feel the same, no matter how much pain it caused he didn't care for her?

Then why did he act out in kindness towards at certain times…had he just been playing with her, toying with her emotions. Did he think he could get - whatever he got from one of those cheap, floozies - from her?

Something inside her disagreed but she wasn't so sure. Elena didn't like this…confusion, she felt frustrated as well as on edge due to panic coursing through her which mingled with the pain and sorrow.

Elena was jolted out of her thoughts as liquid warmth landed on her cheeks. Her breaths still were shaky; with tenseness she wiped her tears away. Increasingly she was becoming more aware of the slow footsteps.

She noticed despite the slight tenseness, the shaky breaths emitting from her and the short moment of tears...that on the outside view she was practically the opposite of what she was on the outside.

Inside she was not as still as her exterior was.

Elena knew what she must do now.

She would not show her pain or try to at least to project the turmoil inside of her.

No, she would be strong, and she knew she needed to shut off all her emotions.

Except for one.

That lucky emotion would be anger.

It was perfect, this way she would not show him the weak fool she was truly inside.

How much his words had affected her.

Stubbornly she would be strong in the face of Damon Salvatore and not the opposite; the weak girl that was inside her. The very one that was wishing to sink to her knees, curl up into a ball and let her tears fall as whimpers escaped her soon to be possibly trembling lips.

Negative, she would be strong…as strong as she could be anyways.

As a whoosh of air flung a few unlucky tendrils away from her face, she tilted her head with anger and malice set into her features.

She would be strong, as strong as Elena Gilbert could be…no as strong as Elena Weylin would and could be.

As her eyes locked upon his crystalline cerulean ones she felt the air she was not in need of catch in her already achy, dull throbbing throat.

For a fraction of a second she swore she saw shock and pain mingled with something foreign in his eyes. Anger blazed in his eyes mixing with the pain so evident in his eyes and yet with a simple bat of his lashes, the things she swore she witnessed; that surfaced to reflect in his eyes only dissipated to the unknown inside of him.

He look uninterested, as if her presence meant not a thing to him.

Damon was acting with frustrating indifference.

Elena hated when he would act without care, she wanted him to display his emotions…to see that she wasn't the only one who was affected by the other. She didn't even care in that moment if it was anger, if he displayed violence…used it against her. Elena wanted to see emotion play in those depths. She was being a fool of course and as soon as she realized this she narrowed her eyes in silence and fixed the position of her lips into one of defiance and anger. Added in the angry looking mix, she furrowed her brows.

His lips parted as the sarcastic tone she knew all too well, the one she had become accustomed to drifted past his lips from his voice box. "Why hello Elena…It's so nice to see you again."

Shock him.

With clenched fists she simply spoke the phrase she impulsively desired. "Cut the crap Damon Salvatore."

Something flitted across the icy depths of the twin pools that made his eyes.

Perhaps it was anger?

Or even annoyance?

She focused more on her present anger and tuned everything out but him and her…and her anger as she amped up the anger factor further.

The stirrings of wanting to agitate him, to make him mad, to push his buttons to the extreme, entered her body.

Damon made tsking sounds as he placed a hand over his silent heart, fingers splayed as he donned a mocked expression of being wounded. "Such un-lady like words for you, Elena and to an Elder!"

The fingers that were already curled into slightly tight fists, only tightened further at his sarcastic remarks.

Elena was surprised when her voice left her lips, clear and strong. "Like I said Damon, cut the crap, I heard you're phone call with Stefan."

Once again something flitted across the icy depths that made up those twin pools.

"What phone call?" He seemed to want to play the dumb fool as he leaned against the wall behind him, arms crossed and his body all lazy saying that he thought this conversation was pointless and boring.

Her anger intensified slightly at his indifference. "Damon, don't play dumb! I'm asking you a serious question! I don't find whatever 'mind game' of yours that you're trying to play with me – funny!"

Damon waved it off and rolled his eyes with nonchalance. "Oh…that phone call, y'know Elena…It's not nice to listen in to people's private conversations. Or break into private properties. Also I think I'm pretty damn funny and another thing…I am not playing any game with you."

As she spoke Elena found her gaze fixed away from him; her eyes looked and searched for a invisible, imaginary spot on the wall. " Well at the moment your attempt to be humorous is not endearing or charming at all…so quit it while your ahead. I am not amused Dam-"

His voice was filled with venom and irritation as he ignored part of her sentence. "I'm supposed to care why? I mean I'm not here for your entertainment. Are I? I have better things, more important things to deal with."

Internally she flinched at his words, he was starting to retaliate in his own sarcastic way. It was sort of his self defensive mechanism at times, right now she wished he would turn it off and really express how he felt. She wanted him to show his anger even if she saw a glimpse for a simple minute. Elena wanted to see it, to see that she was getting to him.

That she wasn't the only one who was feeling something here.

She decided she would fight back. "I don't find your presence entertaining; even if you were trying to be entertaining at the moment…I wouldn't be entertained. You don't think I have better things as well, other people I'd want to be with?"

Not true, you want to be with him. You want to just go over there and wrap your arms around him while you bury your face in his chest with closed eyes.

Be quiet!

Elena thought she was hearing hurt in his words as he spoke but she wasn't sure since he was blocking things fairly well. "So why are you here then, if I am so unimportant hmm?"

Oh, Great…

So what're you gonna tell Damon ol boy? That you just had to see him! That you've missed him after so many decades of not aging? Yea go ahead and do that and see what he says.

Shut up!

Listen, you have to answer him soon…with a lie…the truth or a half truth or some alternate truth! Something at least…because you probably look strange lost in your thoughts here…ignoring him.

Elena opened her mouth with the intention of saying something, not sure what she was going to say but her mind seemed to gain control of her voice box and produce an answer for him. "I wanted to speak to…Stefan. I ran off during lunch while he was in mid sentence and I know it was rude of me. However I couldn't speak to him...with him so excited in front of everyone."

Damon snorted and unhooked his arms, they relaxed at his sides. A amused expression graced his features lightly. "You ran away from my little brother? Is everything not good in paradise? Are you two having a bad lovers quarrel a spat?"

She crossed her arms and locked her gaze with his, which he rejected. "No, Damon…I don't even think we're together…wait why does that even matter?"

Damon shrugged uninterested. "No reason, well if you're done with these pointless questions…the door is down the hall. I'll be sure to let St. Stefan know that you were here…I bet he'll be glad to know. I bet he'll brood just a little less." He pivoted and strode down the hall. Elena got a glimpse of his fingers clenched into fists.

Her stubborn nature wouldn't back down until she confronted him about the phone call, about his words. At the same time inside she wanted to run back home and wrap the bed sheets around her.

Her stubborn nature won out of course and she found herself following Damon down the hall and into the den.

She was met with sight of his bare back, the shirt thrown across the couch nearest to him.

Elena hadn't before noticed the ends of his dampened hair curling slightly.

She ignored these facts as she felt her softening for a second however with a single breath and some focusing she was back to her previous state.

She assumed he was in front of one of the many islands that were stationed around the house, that housed decanters of alcohol because of the tinkling of what sounded like glass.

His head tipped back and Elena caught the glint of the crystal class, the amber liquid was being drained away.

Roughly the crystal class clattered against the wooden table's surface. Damon tilted his head to acknowledge her ever so slightly. "You're still here?"

Elena scoffed to herself but she knew he caught it. "Of course! I want answers Damon."

He sighed and poured more amber colored liquid with a sweet yet strong, kick to it; it drifted to her nose. "About what?"

"I already told you awhile ago, don't try to avoid it or change the subject. Was everything a lie? Were you just a cold unfeeling bastard who was toying with my emotions; because you thought you would benefit from it? Was Georgia a lie? I mean if I mean nothing to you I assume so." She crossed her arms and she saw his whole body tense.

He was silent after awhile but he forcefully and greedily knocked back all of the contents and roughly placed it upon the wooden desk. She heard the sound of cracking glass and she knew she had begun to truly accomplish getting him angry. "Oh so I'm also a cold, unfeeling bastard. I thought I was a self serving psychopath with no redeeming qualities?"

"You tell me Damon. I mean I really want to know…did anything hold significance for you. Was our 'friendship' whatever kind of 'friendship' we had…one big lie? Every happy moment was it planned out? Did you just want to use me like those cheap girls you pick up randomly for a meal? " She was getting really angry, excited even. She knew he was getting angrier by the minute as well.

Then she said the wrong thing. She knew he'd be extremely pissed off. "Did you think for one second maybe…that you were the reason I left decades and decades ago?"

Damon instantly with vampire speed pivoted and faced her with a cocky smirk infused with anger. He was pissed she knew everything in his face was reflecting the anger he was feeling. His whole body started to shake and she saw his fists clench. Elena felt the need to wipe that cocky smirk off his face.

"Me? How could've I been the reason why you left! You just upped and left do you know I searched for you for a little while because little puppy eating Stefan! Was brooding and mopping around the house, he kept harassing me asking me what I'd done. I wondered myself! I thought you were dead! Or something to that extent...but Stefan kept mumbling nonsense like he'd know if you were dead!" He sharply exhaled as Elena parted her lips to speak.

He wouldn't let her though, he continued on. "Stefan was getting so annoying; he kept breathing down my neck asking me what I'd done to you…what I'd said to you. That move you pulled, that stunt…was stupid. Even for one second I bet you didn't think about how it would affect people, who you would hurt. No you were being selfish and you just thought everything was going to be fine! Wake up woman! People still move on, everything still goes on even if you're not here. You know what; I could've cared less if you left Elena. You were just another human here to entertain me."

Damon paused and took a breath, their gazes locked and his sent an icy chill down her back. She definitely knew he was pissed beyond hell. "I can live without you Elena, I don't need you. Also here's a little bonus fact I'd like to add in…just like Katherine you're selfish. That move was selfish! You and her never left a note and yet you two roam the earth freely still…you never once sent a signal that you were fine…I guess you and Katherine have the selfishness, physical appearance and being a vampire in common. Looks like you're turning into life size copy of her."

Elena bit her lips and felt the desire to hit him overcome her. Elena's palms tingled with the burning urge; his words had hurt her. She had never heard him use that level of anger with her. Impulsively she walked over quickly towards him and her hand was relived from the urge as it made contact with the flesh of his face. His head stayed upturned from the impact and a mixed pink and red flush blossomed from the area her hand had made contact with.

Elena slowly backed away a couple of steps from his form. His gaze was fixed on her with unidentifiable emotions except anger flitting across the cerulean depths.

She noticed with internal shock he was breathing slightly heavy, a strange volatile ice fury was burning in the twin cerulean depths. She instantly spotted the dark veins begin to surface; he was little by little 'vamping' out.

Her eyes began to burn and he uttered words that made her literally freeze. "Leave now, before I do something I regret…I don't want to see your Katherine like face. It'll only serve to make me angrier."

Surprising herself she uttered something to him. "You really are a cold bastard Damon...and a self serving psychopath." Malice mixed with venom and hurt colored her tone.

Author's Note: Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Really I hope you do~

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Until next chapter! Chapter fourteen! ^^