Here it goes, this chapter as I promised - entirely DE centered. I started a new story, btw, it's DE again, but it's completely AU, since I am not really feeling this one lately. You can check it out if you want to :) Anyway, i hope you like this chapter :)

Btw, I just really can't proof read right now, since my eyes hurt, so I am apologizing in advance if there are some mistakes.

She wanted to die. She felt like her whole world has just collapsed in front of her. Had she really just fed on her best friend's boyfriend? The one that she really liked? She just wanted to crawl into a hole and never get out of there. She slowly relaxed and her body started to tremble from her violent sobs. The hands that were holding her had iron grip, they never released her even for a second. She turned her head up to face whoever had just stopped her. Her eyes locked with the piercing blue ones. She knew who it was even without looking at his face, one look at this beautiful blue gaze was enough. He took her in his arms and stood up.

„Damon!", she cried, her whole body shaking. „I don't know what happened.. I.. I didn't want.. I didn't mean to.. It just happened... Jamie... He was just there.. He just stood there... And his heartbeat was so.. Oh my god, what did I do?", she wrapped her hands around his neck, more and more tears rolling down her cheeks. She rested her head on the crook of his neck. „Damon..", her silent cries kept echoing in the dark.

Damon didn't say anything. He started walking, but her desperate scream stopped him.

„We can't just leave him there!", she yelled.

„There's nothing we can do about him, Elena.", Damon's voice was low, almost a whisper.

„What do you mean, there's nothing we can do? Give him your blood, call an ambulance, we have to do something!", her eyes wandered over the lifeless body before her, fear taking over her face. „Damon, please!"

„He's dead, Elena. You drank too much, he didn't have enough blood in his system for his body to function. He was dead when I pulled you away from him, I couldn't hear a heartbeat."

If two minutes ago she wanted to die, she didn't know how to express what she was feeling now. It was like a big, aching hole had settled in her heart, and she couldn't fill it no matter how hard she tried. She had just killed a human being, and to make matters even worse, this human being was her best friend's boyfriend. How could she do that? Her mind was a mess, her body refused to obey her, she was entirely dependable on the blue-eyed man that was holding her. She didn't even protested when he started moving again and put her in his car.

„Wait...", she said in a husky voice. „Bonnie.. I have to tell Bonnie, she.. she was waiting for him, what will happen when.. when she finds out that.. that Jamie's.. ", her cry muffled the rest of her sentence.

„You don't have to tell Bonnie right now. Look at you, you're a mess. It's better if you don't talk to anyone right now.", he told her, starting the car. „Give me your phone."

„What? Why?", she asked, wondering how her phone was connected to all of this.

„I will sent a text to Caroline, saying you went home, because you were feeling overwhelmed around so many people. It will be one thing less for them to worry about. When they find Jamie, she would want to focus all her attention on him. And the witch. ", he explained, irritated. „Now give me that phone.", his voice was demanding.

Elena handed him the phone reluctantly and she saw him typing something, but she couldn't see what exactly, he was keeping the phone under a weird angle so that she couldn't understand what the text said. After that he turned her phone off and put it in his pocket. Then he started the car and drove in an insane speed. Elena didn't mind the high speed, she didn't mind anything right now, she felt so awful she just wanted to disappear off the planet. Every time she tried to close her eyes, Jamie's body appeared before her. His eyes, widened in shock, were piercing into her.

They drove for a while, going further and further away from the town. When they entered some unknown woods, she found the strength and asked:

„Where are we going?"

„You'll see", this was all Damon told her. She wondered how he was managing to drive the car through all that mud and trees. She could see the branches of the trees smashing into the car, but Damon kept driving anyway. They stood in silence for a little more time, and then Damon stopped the car. She got out of it, not asking anymore questions. She trusted him.

After walking for twenty minutes, she saw the outlining of a small house in front of them. Watching closely with her new, and improved vision, she saw it was very old, stone house. The roof was still covering the house, but it was like it was standing there by magic. Elena thought that the slightest wind would probably blow it away. The windows were dirty, it was obvious no one had been here for a long time.

„I figured the mansion wasn't a good place for you to be right now. Stefan's there and he's a little... off. It's best for you not to see him like that.", Damon commented, while they were getting closer to the house.

„What's this place?", Elena asked in wonder. He pushed the door open for her, and she saw what it was inside. It was basically one big room, divided in two by a septum. The little room was a kitchen. It had a table and two chairs. There were some plates, and something that resembled a cook, but she was pretty sure she had never seen something like that.

The bigger room had one big bed, a sofa and two armchairs. Next to one of the walls, against the bed, was a big fireplace. It was nothing much, but Elena loved it instantly. It was cosy and remote, and although it seemed like it could do with a little cleaning, it was everything she was looking for right now.

Damon watched her reactions carefully, and he couldn't help but smile a little, when he saw how her face lit up.

„My mom used to take me here, when I was a kid.", he told her quietly.

„I can see why. This place is quiet and remote, but cosy. It's the perfect place if you want some alone time. But I thought your mom died young. Stefan said he barely remembered her.", Elena was carefully choosing her words, she didn't want to offend him or anything.

„She did", Damon said, trying to hide the bitterness in his voice. „From fever. Stefan was five when It happened, I think. I was twelve. She was the most amazing woman I have ever known.", he said, a look of nostalgia creeping into his eyes.

Elena had never heard him talk about his mother. She knew he wasn't very fond of his father, but neither him nor Stefan ever brought up the subject about their other parent.

„Tell me more about her", Elena asked softly, as Damon took out a blanked and put it on the bed, so they could sit there. She didn't even noticed he was holding one. Talking to him made her forget about the awful thing she had done, for a moment.

„She used to sing to me, a lot. I loved her voice, it was so soft, and it always made me feel better.", his beautiful eyes became unfocused, and his gaze was distracted, like he was picturing everything in his mind. „She also used to tell me stories and talk to me about what a naughty child I was", he smirked. „But she was never really angry at me, I was getting myself in trouble every day, but she would just smile warmly and try to talk some sense into my head, when we both knew she was wasting her efforts.", his smile was still on his face, and this was one of the few genuine smiles she had ever seen on his face.

„She does sound amazing", Elena smiled weakly.

„Yeah.. unlike my father, she actually gave a crap about me.", Damon's expression suddenly changed when he started talking about his father. His smile faded and his eyes focused on her.

„What was your father like?", Elena asked, sitting on the bed.

„He was.. the exact opposite of my mother.", he replied. „He wanted me to be his perfect son. I disappointed him quite a lot there.", he continued, a cold smile flashing on his face. „Like I said, I was a very naughty child, and ever since I turned five, he wanted me to help him with some stuff, he paid the best teachers in town to educate me, but I just wasn't interested. I was five, all I wanted to do was to ride horses and get myself into trouble."

Elena smiled, picturing a mini Damon, riding a horse and doing stupid things.

„I actually understood everything my teachers were saying, I just didn't do my assignments, and I was usually late for my lessons, so they kept complaining to my father. And then he would come and he would punish me.", his eyes darkened. Elena felt really bad for him, but she left him go on, this was one of the most sincere talks she had ever had with him, and she didn't want to interrupt the moment. „Since nothing changed for a year, he decided that I wouldn't change at all and I was not worthy of taking over the business when I was older. So, when I was six, I could hear my father begging my mother every night to have another child. For some unknown reason, my mother only wanted to have one child, but eventually she cracked. And so, Stefan was born."

Elena's eyes teared up again, this was so awful.

„He was the child he had been waiting for. He was perfect, he never got himself into trouble, he was doing everything dad wanted from him. Even though I knew my father intended to leave the business to my brother, I didn't mind. I actually understood that Stefan was born to do this, he had the natural sense for business. And he was actually a very good brother to me, we had awesome times together, I was the reckless one, and he was the responsible one. We made a pretty good combination. My mother was very happy to see us supporting each other. ", he stopped for a second.

„But then, it was pretty hard for an eleven year old boy to be neglected by his father, so whenever I felt bad my mom used to bring me here, and we would have the time of our lives, it was our little secret. No one knew about this place, except me and my mom. Not even Stefan. I loved coming here, but after she died, I stopped. I've been here one or two times after that. I think you can see this by the look of it.", he said, sitting in the bed next to her.

„Damon.. I am so sorry.", she didn't know what else to say. She felt honoured that he chose to bring her here.

„Don't be.", he told her. „Without everything that I've been through I wouldn't be the person I am now."

They stood there, in silence for a little while, until Elena came up with a question, trying to keep her mind off Jamie.

„Damon, how did you managed to hold me? I was fighting really hard.", she asked quietly.

Damon's expression froze for a moment, before he answered in a cool voice.

„I am older than you."

„Yes, I know that, but I had just fed. With a fresh blood.", she continued stubbornly. There was something wrong here, she could say.

Damon decided she wouldn't let it go, and it was better if he just told her the truth.

„What exactly do you know about how you turned?", he asked her, locking his eyes with hers.

„Well.. I know I didn't have a concussion, as told Jeremy, I had bleeding in the brain, and she had to give me vampire blood to save my life.", she said, trying not to squeal under his intense gaze.

„Do you know whose blood it was?", he asked her again, a little more demanding.

„No, not really. I haven't thought about it, to be honest. ", she told him, remembering just now, that it had to be someone's blood that turned her. She guessed around all the drama she had forgotten to ask whose it was.

„It was my blood, Elena.", he told her quietly, not taking his eyes off her. He wanted to see her reaction. She gasped, her mouth was open, her eyes wide in disbelief.

„Your blood? But.. how?" she asked, confused.

„A while ago, Meridith drugged me, and took my blood. She said she didn't like it when people were dying, so she was cheating. I guess she's a sore loser.", he tried to make a joke.

„Sooo..", Elena said, not knowing what this meant exactly.

„So, your blood knows my blood. That's why you couldn't get free from my grip. You can't beat me. Not now, not ever."

„Oh..", she replied, no words seem to be able to get out of her mouth. „But why didn't you tell me?"

„I just thought it didn't matter.", he said with a shrug.

„You thought it didn't matter? Really, Damon? It didn't matter whose blood turned me? Come on!", she rose her voice, what was it about this man that could drive her crazy in a number of seconds. „It didn't matter like when you made me forget you said I love you?", she snapped at him.

She knew she was playing dirty. She saw the shock on his face as soon as she said it

„Yes,", he just said. „You remembering this, wouldn't have changed anything, as well as knowing it was my blood which turned you."

„Are we seriously playing this game again?", she screamed. „It would have changed a lot Damon!"

„And what exactly?", he told her, looking right in her eyes. She had managed to piss him off as well. „Tell me, Elena, what? Would my magical love confession suddenly made you leave Stefan, and come rushing in my arms?", she could see the fire in his eyes.

„No but..", she started.

„There's no but."

„Why don't you let people see the real you? Why do you keep hiding behind compulsions, sarcastic smiles and comments?"

„Because it's easier.", Damon said, looking away for the first time.

„Yeah, it is.", Elena said bitterly. „If I had remembered those things, everything between us might have been different now."

„Come on, Elena, let's not lie to ourselves. Nothing would be different. It's always gonna be Stefan, how many more times do you have to say this to me, before I get it?", he said, not being able to hide his pain.

Before she even knew what she was doing, she was on his lap, looking right at his bright, blue eyes.

„Remember what I told you, on the phone that night? I told you I can't think about always. But now I have it, I have all the time in the world on my side, and I am not sure It's Stefan who I want to spend it with.", she said in one breath. She examined his face for reaction. His eyes widened in surprise when he heard this. His brain had stuck, having her on top of him like that, it was hard to focus.

Elena smiled to herself as she felt his raging hard-on pressed to her core. She leaned down to kiss him. The moment her lips found his, she felt the tingling sensation in her stomach she was always feeling when they were kissing. She intended the kiss to be kind and soft, but instead his lips crashed into hers hungrily. His tongue demanded access to her mouth and she opened it slightly. Their tongues were entangling together, exploring every corner of their mouths, causing her to moan. She didn't know when they had laid on the bed, their kiss was full of so much passion and desire, it made her forget everything around her. Their lips were a perfect match, almost like they had been made for each other. She felt as he pulled her away, and she could see how much this cost him.

„What's going on?", Elena said in confusion. „I can feel that you want me.", she said, and her hand started rubbing his manhood slightly through his jeans. She chuckled, as she heard the little moan, that escaped from his mouth.

It took all the strength Damon had to say the next words:

„I want you.", he hissed at her. „I want you more than I have ever wanted somebody. I want you so much it hurts me. Literally. But it's not just about the sex, Elena. I've had plenty of it." His eyes gleamed. „I want more. And „not sure if Stefan's the one I want to spend the eternity with" is not good enough for me. I need you to be completely sure that this is what you want, I don't want you waking up tomorrow and regretting this."

Elena climbed off of him and lied on the bed. He was right, of course he was right. What had gotten into her? How it happened that it was Damon Salvatore who stopped this and not her?

„I am sorry.", she said.

„You don't have to be sorry for anything.", his voice was soft. „I just want you to be sure this is what you want." He couldn't tell her the other reason he turned her down. He couldn't accept another rejection. He couldn't bare the thought of waking up tomorrow and seeing the regret in her eyes. He just couldn't take it. He got up and headed to the door.

„Where are you going?", Elena's voice sounded almost desperate.

„I need to take a little walk. It will be best if we are not in the same room right now.", he told her looking in her doe eyes.

„But you'll be back, right?", she asked him, not being able to hide her desperation this time. He couldn't leave her here, right?

„Yes, but it will be better if you're asleep when I do. We're going to spent the night here, I would have slept somewhere else, but as you can see the house doesn't have many beds.", he responded, his voice strangely distant.

„Okay", Elena told him. Being here alone was the last thing she wanted, but she knew how much it cost him to do this, and keeping him here would just be wrong of her.

He got out, and Elena was left alone with her thoughts. The things she had been trying to ignore for the past hours came rushing back to her. She pictured Jamie's body again, so lifeless and pale. Had she really done this? Had she really took a human life? And what would she tell Bonnie? If Elena knew one thing, before she turned, it was that she wasn't capable of hurting a human being. Now her image of herself was shattered into pieces. Who was she?

She shifted uncomfortably in the bed, trying to get some sleep, but every time she closed her eyes, either Jamie or Damon came up in her mind. Elena's lips were still slightly swallowen from that kiss. She could still feel his taste on her mouth, and his muscular body below her. If someone had told her a month ago, that she would break up with Stefan, and dream about Damon, she would probably laugh at them. But this wouldn't be sincere. Even then she knew there was something between her and Damon and now she had blown off every chance of exploring it. She just couldn't help herself, every time he was close to her, she could feel the electricity between them, it was taking her a great deal of effort not to rip his clothes off every time she saw him. And after she turned, these needs became even stronger, if that was possible.

After , what she thought was about an hour, Damon came back. Elena stood with her eyes shut, pretending to be asleep, as she felt him laying on the bed next to her. He laid on the opposite corner of the bed. They stood like that, backs facing each other, heads turned to the wall. There was a little distance separating them, but Elena felt like it was more of an ocean. She wanted to reach out for him, but she couldn't. After some time, she finally managed to get a little sleep.

Her eyes were heavy and her head was pounding. Was it normal having headache when you were a vampire? She shifted in her place, before realizing she has been sleeping onto someone's chest. Her eyes flew open, and she found herself in Damon's arms again. It looked like at some time during the night, they had found their way towards each other. Damon's arm was laying peacefully on her waist, their legs were entangled. She didn't feel the need to push Damon's hand away, like she had with Stefan's. His touch felt familiar to her, it felt right. She lifted her head to look at him. He looked so peaceful, sleeping, his features looked softer, he looked... human, Elena thought, feeling the slight movement of his chest as he was breathing. She was gazing at him, when she felt him slightly moving underneath her. She tried to move away, but his grip told her to stay where she is. His eyes opened slowly and she could them - blue and more beautiful than ever. She couldn't help how much they reminded her of the ocean.

„Good morning", he said sleepily.

„Good morning.", Elena replied. „I.. I just woke up, I don't know how we ended up.. like this.", she stammered.

„It's okay Elena", he smiled playfully at her. „I don't mind."

„But yesterday you said..?", she looked at him confused.

„I know what I said, but I was frustrated. What I meant was that you have to choose, Elena, seriously this time, because we can't keep making out in front of a crappy motels or in old houses.", he smiled vaguely at her.

„I know that, I know it.", Elena replied, trying to convince herself more than him. „It's just, it's not an easy decision, you know? I just need some time to decide, and to finally let go of my past.", she told him.

„Okay, I understand. You need time, I will give you time. Just don't make me wait too long. You know, there is a line of women waiting for my attention.", he winked at her devilishly. Elena smacked him on the arm playfully and smiled at him.

They stood there, like that for a while, until Damon said:

„I've got you a treat.", he smirked.

He got up, went to the table and handed her a blood bag.

„No!", Elena said, finding it extremely difficult to take her eyes off the bag. At least she couldn't smell it, because then, she wouldn't be able to resist. „I don't want this, Damon, please, I told you."

„And do you remember what I told you.", he looked at her like he was looking at a student, who had just been caught cheating. „Drinking that animal swill will only heighten your thirst in public, and was I right?", he asked her in the same tone.

„Yes, you were, but..", Elena tried to protest.

„No but! Do you want the little accident from yesterday to happen again?"

„No", Elena mumbled.

„Then drink!", he commanded.

She pouted at him and took the bag. When she started drinking, the familiar sensation filled her whole body. There was nothing, absolutely nothing that could be compared to this. The blood finished way too soon, and she looked at Damon in anticipation. He had just drank his blood bag as well, and he just laughed at her expression.

„No more, enough for now.", he told her, not even trying to suppress his laughter. „We don't want another ripper in this town."

„Okay", she pouted at him again, knowing he was right.

„When did you even got those?", she asked.

„Yesterday, when I was out. Vampire speed plus time equals a lot of possibilities.", he smirked. „Now, we have to go, get your stuff, and we're leaving.", Damon told her in the same commanding voice.

„Do we have to?", she asked him, her voice sounding a lot more high-pitched than she wanted. The thought about facing Bonnie and everyone else was making her stomach do weird things.

„Yes, we do, otherwise, Stefan would actives the whole town to look for you.", Damon said.

„Didn't you call him, told him I was with you?", Elena asked, surprised.

„Well.. this wouldn't have been the best idea at the time. Don't ask.", he responded.

She didn't ask, simply because she felt she didn't want to know.

„Let's go then.", she said, feeling her stomach drop.

They got to the car in silence, and once they were out of the woods, Damon handed Elena her phone, and she turned it on. 17 new messages. „Great", she thought.

All of them were either from Bonnie, Caroline or Stefan.

„Elena, where on Earth, are you, I've been calling you for the past 5 hours." – Stefan

„Elena, we need to talk, please, I know you're angry at me." – Stefan

„Elena, we need you, please, something happened, I can't tell you over the phone, you need to be here as soon as possible" – Caroline

„Elena, we really need to talk" – Stefan

„Pick up that damn phone, Elena." - Caroline

„I really need my best friend right now." – Bonnie

The last text made her heart ache and she stopped reading. She had no idea how she would tell Bonnie it was her, that killed her boyfriend.

„Shit.", Elena mumbled, and tears filled her eyes again.