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After what happened that night, I tried to avoid Damon at all costs. Fortunately, I had been pretty successful since he was away on some business. He left Klaus in charge of me, which was just as bad. Klaus didn't talk to me much but he had a bad temper. I was more careful with my words around him.

"Elena, get down here now!" I heard Klaus order from downstairs. I was still wearing my pajamas so I had to run into the closet and quickly throw some clothes on. It was five minutes before I finally came tumbling down the steps.

"What part of now did you not understand?" he looked pissed when I walked into the room. He was sitting in his usual armchair in the living room with his hands clenched in tight fists.

"Sorry I'm not ready at the exact moment you call," I snapped at him instantly regretting the words as soon as they came out of mouth. Knowing Klaus' temper, I wasn't going to get away with this.

Before I could say anything else, I felt myself being pushed backwards and slammed against the wall. I felt a bump forming on my head from where it was slammed into the wall. I tried to move but he was pinning me back with his arm at my neck. I could barely breathe as his arm dug deeper into my throat.

"You should show me some respect," he suggested, making it sound like more of a command than a suggestion.

"Aww did I hurt your feelings?" I tried to sound strong but I my world was starting to spin.

He started raising his hand as if he was about to hit me. I closed my eyes, prepared for the impact.

"Let her go!" I heard a voice shout from somewhere in the room. I was starting to fade away when Klaus' arm moved away from my throat. Without the force keeping me up, I sank to my knees.

I heard Klaus arguing with the man who saved me but I couldn't see who it was. I looked up to see a blurry figure with dark hair but my vision wouldn't clear. I finally could tell who it was when he started walking towards me. My savoir was Damon. How ironic was that?

"Elena," he called me name and picked me up off the ground.

"Damon," I struggled to whisper. He tried to get me to stand up, but my legs couldn't support my weight.

Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I stopped fighting and I faded into oblivion. As I collapsed I felt a pair of strong arms catch me.

I woke up with a pounding headache. It took me a while to realize I was lying in a bed, someone else's bed.

"Finally you're up," I heard Damon say from across the room. I immediately shot up in bed and covered myself with the blanket even though I wasn't wearing anything revealing.

"Where am I?"

"You're in my bedroom," he said suggestively. Of course he would find amusement in this.

"What happened?" I struggled to recall what happened. I remember going downstairs to meet Klaus and then I said something and he got angry but everything else is just one big blur.

"You pissed off Klaus, that's what happened. I wouldn't suggest doing that again."

"So this is all my fault?" I spat.

"Just next time watch your words," he advised me.

"You're unbelievable," I said turning away from him.

"I'm just telling the truth," he tried to act all innocent.

"So I get attacked in your house by one of your attack dogs and it's my fault? Maybe it's your fault for running such an unsafe household."

"So what would you like me to do about it princess," he sounded amused.

"Don't call me that," I barked at him.

"You still didn't answer my question," he reminded me.

"Oh I have an idea," I responded, "maybe you should let me go."

As my words sank in, I saw his face change. If I didn't know any better I would say he looked a little sad. "You know I can't do that Elena."

"And why not?" he kept saying that line over and over but he never gave me a reason.

"I just can't!" he shouted at me.

"What's your problem?" I yelled at him, getting up from the bed.

"Excuse me?" he sounded completely surprised.

"One minute you're all nice to me and telling me I'm special. Then you change and become a completely different person. You're rude and arrogant. Your constant changes are giving me a headache!"

"News flash Elena, I'm not a nice guy. I took you here against your will, away from your family because you saw me murder someone. Stop trying to make me out to be the good guy because it's not going to happen!"

"So you're fine with being the bad guy, with everyone hating you?" I shouted at him.

"It beats being the nice guy and having people take advantage of you," he started to walk closer to me. "What about you Elena?"

"What about me?" I wondered.

"Why do you keep trying to pull the good out of me? Why do you keep trying and trying to convince yourself that I'm a good person?" he asked me.

"Because I know there's someone good inside of there. You've been hurt once before and your solution was to close off from the world," I tried to explain to him but he wouldn't listen.

"Don't talk about me like you actually know me! You don't know anything," he was now towering over me.

"I know enough," I responded.

"You think you're that smart?" he snapped at me.

"Excuse me?" did he just call me stupid?

"You think you can spend a few days with me and now you know everything. Do you really think I'm that shallow?"

"Just stop!" I started screaming, "Stop closing off everything someone gets close to breaking down your barriers!"

He grabbed my wrists and I was convinced he was going to hurt me. I knew I'd pushed him too far. Instead he pulled me close to him till I could feel him breathing. Then, without warning, he crashed his lips into mine.

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