I can't confront you, I never could do..

That wich might hurt you, so try and be cool when I say:

This way is a waterslide away from me that takes me furhter everyday

Say it ain't so, your love is a heartbreaker.
Say it ain't so, my love is a life-taker.

Damon's POV:

It didn't happen, right? He didn't really tell her that he hated her, did he? Asshole. Damon kicked himself mentally, his stupid impulsivity was still there after all. Maybe the one he should hate was himself, especially for making her feel so offended, like she was nothing to him but a bitter memory.

Truthfully he hated the thought of her coming back in his life all of a sudden, to be hurt again and feel all those feelings that he felt one year ago. He was scared of falling in love with her all over again, most of all.

Stefan warned him that Elena moved to New York, and that he should have called her because they could still work things out even as just friends..but he didn't want to. What if she didn't want to hear or see him, if she didn't care about him anymore or she just moved on? The truth was that it scared the hell out of him. The truth was that he secretly wanted everything to be like one year ago. But it wasn't anymore..and probably never will again. Perhaps being selfish, – he thought of why she had to move one year after. Why! Living in NY had always been Elena's dream, Damon knew it well. So why ending things between them twelve damnded months ago? After he moved alone, Damon had been miserable for months. Elena was his only thought most of the time, and even if that was a great, great opportunity for his career and his bully father pushed him to go for it, he should have thought about love, his love, first. After months of being miserable, he began to just have one-night stands, irrilevant women that he just used for his own lust – pretty much how he used to be before he got with Elena. Many times he thought about calling her, asking her how she was going, if she changed her mind but especially if maybe she wanted him back. His experience in New York taught him that money, job and materialism really were nothing compared to be with the ones you love. But he'd been too proud to tell her, to hear her voice again. A couple of months ago he met Rose – a good looking, english and nice girl which he spent a great time with. It was actually the first time after his break-up with Elena that he found someone worth it, and he thought that maybe he could move on, that he could found that type of happiness again. But seeing Elena again, his Elena – warm and beautiful as he remembered, made his every hope to forget her vanish in a second. No one could compare to her. She looked exactly like he saw her the last time, nothing has changed, she still was the Elena that he liked to remember so well. For a second he even thought that maybe he was allucinating or something when he saw her. Before he got back inside the bar, he tried to calm down a little. He just couldn't go back in there all upset. Rose caught him by surprise.

"What are you doing here Damon? Get back inside, you're going to catch a cold!" she said a little concerned, going to him. "I'm coming. I just had to make that call and now I was thinking about what this person told me. You know...work." he replied rolling his eyes, covering his vulnerability putting his infamous wall up. "Anyway..want to come over tonight?" he then asked, smirking flirtariously. Rose glanced at him suspiciously, but nodded and smiled at him. Great. What did he want to do though? He didn't know. But right now distracting himself was just what he needed.

Elena's POV:

Elena got home thirty minutes later, due to the traffic. For the whole time she sobbed uncontrollably – so much that the driver even asked if everything was alright and if she needed something.

She then took a quick shower and went to bed. Elena usually was a fierce person, who didn't need comfort or reassurance by other people, at least not so often. If anything, Elena had always been proud of being a very strong individual..when her parents died, she remembered how strong she'd been for Katherine and Jeremy. She'd always been the mature person of the family, the one you could always count on no matter what.

But today, completely alone in a new different city, without a real friend to talk with, and with the guy she still loved telling her that he didn't want her back in his life and that he indeed hated her – Elena felt like everything was going wrong in her life once again. She felt shitty and useless, she felt suffocating, and all that she wanted at the moment was being with her family and friends who would have always been there for her. But most of all - she wanted Damon to take his words back, telling her that it was just a cruel joke or that he didn't really mean it, hell she wanted this to be a fucking nightmare. She tried to fall asleep moving and moving in the bed, but when half an hour later she understood that it just wasn't the case, she picked up the phone. Elena called the one person that could understand her more than anyone – Caroline. Maybe she should have called Katherine, her own sister, but she was just too superficial when it came to those situations, and even if Elena knew that she wouldn't have done it on the purpose of being mean to her, probably the day after she would have blabed it to all her friends, Stefan and maybe even Jenna and Alaric! Pratically the whole Mystic Falls would have known it. Elena loved Bonnie, she was a very caring and sensible person too, but being with her brother would automatically mean telling him everything and she didn't want it too. It would cause a scene even that.

Caroline instead - Elena trusted her with her own life. Even if Caroline herself was messed up, she would always help you no matter what you do or what you tell her. She makes you feel comfortable and would never judge you, and yet she would always be honest with you. After a few seconds, she picked up.

"Hey Care..am I bothering you?" Elena asked. "Elena! No! How could you even think that..I'm so happy to finally hear you! Katherine, Stefan and everyone else told me that you've been very busy these days. How are things going?" as always, Caroline had that excited voice and mood that could light up your own mood in a few seconds. It was good to have her around – especially when you had a problem or you felt depressed. "Look..would you mind if I told you about all those things another day? I have to tell you something, it's pretty important, and you're really the only person that I feel like talking to right now." Elena spat, feeling tears threatening to go down again. "Of course 'Lena. Tell me everything." she immediatly replied with slight concern in her voice.

"I- I saw Damon today..." Elena said softly. She heard Caroline gasping in surprise from the other line. "Wha-what? How? Where? Did you call him?" she asked anxiously. "No..nothing like that actually. You won't believe me, I mean I can't believe this too, but he's dating one of my roommates and when today I got to know her friends he showed up too. You don't know the feeling Caroline..I felt like passing out, seriously. My knees went weak a couple of times." she said. "Wow Elena, I don't know what to say..I mean, if this isn't fate then tell me what it is! I know that you didn't want to call him in the first place, but if God decided to make you two meet again there's a reason don't you think?" Caroline said fiercely, but sounding truly happy for her friend. Probably because she didn't hear the 'best part' yet..

"Caroline." Elena cut her off shortly, and the sadness in her voice was palpable. "He doesn't want me back. He hates me. He told me this tonight – the only thing that he's been able to tell me after one year." she continued in almost a whisper now, a tear escaping. Caroline was speechless, she didn't expect this too and she knew how deeply this had hurt Elena. She honestly didn't know what to say to her friend, how to comfort her.

"I'm so sorry sweety. If I could be right there with you now, you know I would give you one of our bear hugs!" Caroline said trying to cheer her up a little. "Oh Care. I know..thank you for always being here for me." Elena replied laughing between tears, brushing them away with her thumbs. She was really an emotional mess right now! "Listen to me Elena, don't give too much weight at those words, I think that he was just upset. He's Damon, after all. You know how he behaves..I wouldn't worry about that. I understand that his words might have hurt you, it's totally understendable but you know what? The opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference. Believe me. Because if he hates you - which he doesn't, but still - that means he still care and you're still connected and you still have a chance to set things right." Caroline said, trying to convince her friend as best as she could. And Elena could tell that she really meant what she said, Caroline always spoke her mind.

"Wow Care, when did you become so smart?" Elena said through giggles. "Hey!" Caroline spat from the other line. "Kidding! But don't tell anyone. I just had to tell somebody, but please don't tell Katherine, Stefan or anyone else." she said serious. "Hey, like I hadn't keep you secrets before!" Caroline said amused. "I know..but I mean it Care." Elena replied now smiling. "Don't worry 'Lena..you can always count on me." before she could reply, Elena heard the frontdoor closing and she really didn't want to talk to anybody else right now, so she cut off shortly with Caroline. "Look now I have to go. But we'll talk soon, okay? I promise. Love you Care." "Love you too!" Caroline replied, sending her a kiss. After talking with Caroline, Elena felt somehow relieved. She had finally calmed down and she fell asleep after a few minutes.

She woke up at six in the morning, hearing whispers and noises from the living room. It seemed to be Rose's voice, along with a male voice. Elena rosed up from the bed, wanting so bad to hear what they were saying. She knew that she was being nosy, but since now she knew that Rose was with Damon…she just wanted to check out, that's it. She remained at the corner of the wall, just hearing what they were whispering. It didn't seem Damon's voice though..but another british one.

"Klaus you have to go! It's over, how many times I have to tell you? You can't show up in my house like this." Rose whispered, seeming annoyed. "Please Rosie. Give me another chance..I know that I failed you but I miss you! You can't really be with that jerk!" Klaus insisted with his deep british tone, he seemed pretty drunk though. But hey..how he dared! Damon wasn't a jerk. At all. Okay, maybe after what he told her last night she should have thought about him as a jerk too, but she just couldn't. "No Klaus, enough. Now go please. And Damon isn't a jerk, we actually enjoy each other's company. We comfort each other, he really respects me – thing that you didn't do, especially when I've found you all wrapped up with that Greta!" Rose snapped a little more louder, sounding angry and hurt. "I know..I know..I screwed up. But it didn't mean anything! It's you that I want!" he continued. "Too late." she replied coldly, slamming the door. When Elena heard footsteps coming, she immediatly got back in her room. Now that was something..and she knew that she was being selfish, but Elena hoped so bad that Rose would take Klaus back. Then maybe, just maybe, things with Damon could work out eventually. How stupid she was, she immediatly thought. The guy just told you that he doesn't want you back in his life, that he despites you, and you're still crawling for his love? That was masochism, but Caroline's words somehow gave her some hope..

Two hours later she was fully awake, going to clean up and getting dressed because in three hours she would have an important meeting at the university. When she got to the kitchen, she noticed that no one was home beside her. Elena found a little note on the fridge from Rachel: Hey. I'm sorry for last night! How are you now? Text me. I'll be back in the evening BTW. xoxo Rachel :)

Elena smiled at it. Rachel was such an adorable girl – and once again she reminded her of Caroline and even Bonnie. Before she could even make a coffee, she heard the doorbell rang. She wondered who could it be and while going to open she pulling up the ponytail that she loved so much. When she opened the door..oh well, you could already call it a day for her. And it had just begun.

"Hi Elena." Damon said, leaning casually against the door frame with his arms crossed, smiling awkwardly at her sight. Elena honestly didn't know what to say, or how to behave. I mean did he become mad all of a sudden? The day before he was almost yelling at her, and now there he was smiling. Not to mention that Elena's heartbeat was once again a jungle drum, the butterflies in her stomach and the anxiety that she felt really couldn't make her think straight. And god, how could he be always more handsome and beautiful? His usual leather jacket was still there, it was almost like his baby. His ocean and bright blue eyes and raven hair too..exactly like she left him. Somehow she could tell that he was keeping one of his classic smirks or cocky smiles.

She just wanted to hold him right now and relaxing in his embrace, with him telling her that it had all been just a bad dream and they could still make it up, be those two people who loved each other so devotely. But she didn't, of course. "Hello Damon." she managed to say, sounding more cold than she thought but smiling awkwardly too.

"About last night..-" he began, coming in. "Look -" She immediatly cut him off. "I get it. You wish I'd never came back, and you hate me. Just..please, I don't need to hear you say it more than once." she continued, holding on those damned tears that were now her best friends since yesterday night! "No.. you don't get it." he said moving closer. "I could never hate you Elena." Damon said softly, instintively brushing off with his thumb that tear that unconciously escaped from her. The contact made them both shiver, feeling warm again. Since they saw each other again, this was the first physical contact that they shared. She looked up at him confused and perplexed, not being able to manage a word. The tension was becoming too much, and Elena couldn't handle it right now. "I have to go." she suddenly said, feeling the loss of his touch when she moved. She picked up her bag and jacket which fortunately were already in the hallway and pratically ran out. She felt like throwing up, so she was so glad that she didn't eat anything yet. Elena put her headphones on and started walking…this seemed to be one hell of a week. She then picked up her phone and texted Rachel.

Hey. Got your post it! Everything's fine, thanx. Wanna meet this evening at the Starbucks near home? I have to talk to you. Xo, 'Lena.

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