Elena gets out of the shower wearing Damon's shirt because that is only what she found in the bathroom, she didn't have any clothes left. Once she was in the room, she saw Damon laying on the bed reading a book.
When he saw her by the door, he slammed the book shut and looks at her coldly.
"Took you long enough…" He stopped when he saw what she was wearing.
"What the hell are you wearing?!" The end of the shirt was inches below her bottom and one wrong move could reveal everything.
"I'm … I.. There wasn't anything else…I'm sorry I didn't…" She looked at the floor waiting for him to yell at her.
He gets up and walks slowly yet dangerously over to her.
"You have no right to come in here, take a shower in my bathroom and wear my FUCKING CLOTHES" he was not happy, he was angry, who does she think she is?
Elena shivers and backed away a little, she was scared to death of him right now.
"I…I'm so sor…"
"STOP APALOGIZING" he took one final step and he was now trapping her between his body and the wall.
"pl…Please…" She started to cry not knowing what he will do to her now. "Please don't hurt me"
He looks at her studying her face, then he grabs her by the neck and hissed, "I could rip your heart out you know that?"
Elena's face started to become pale, she struggles for air. "Please… you're hurting me".
Damon didn't even listen to her. "God you are stupid, what are you trying to prove? That you're comfortable here, taking showers and all! You are NOT allowed to do that here, you're just a little slave and you are going to be treated like that. UNDERSTAND?!"
"Y…Yes" she was crying her eyes out, she really believed that he could kill her right now with the look he had.
He smiles. "good… now go make me some breakfast I'm starving" He released his grip from her neck and goes back to his bed.
"Yes sir" with that she ran downstairs wishing to stay away from him as far as possible.
She brought his breakfast back to his room then went out to her own room. She locked herself in her room all day, she didn't want to get out and see his face, she didn't even want to listen to his voice, she hated him with all her heart.
Damon on the other hand was sitting in the bar drinking his usual Bourbon.
"Well well, if it isn't Damon Salvatore!"
Damon turned around and sees the blond girl walking towards him. Giving her a small smile "Rebeka Michelson"
"in the flesh"
"what are you doing in Mystic Falls?"
she sat next to him and ordered a drink. "I kinda miss it here…and I was hoping I run into you."
"Well you did"
"yeah I did" she runs her finger on his neck. "so what have you been up to lately?"
"nothing much" he shrugged, "got myself a slave"
"Really?! How does she look like?"
Damon was silent for few seconds, how was he going to describe Elena.
"she got some fire"
"ohhh feisty I see"
"yupp"
"and does she know that you're a big bad vampire?"
"no she does not"
"oh I see, so you use the snatch eat erase style"
"actually no, I never drank from her"
"WHAT? You Damon Salvatore, have a human and you're not using her"
"well I know it sound weird, but believe it or not I tried to compel her once and it didn't work"
"vervain?"
"No, and that's what I'm curious about"
Rebeka took one last shot of her drink. "well it was nice seeing you, now I have to go grab a meal" she winked at him and walked away.
Damon smirked and took a sip from his drink.
Meanwhile
Elena was trying to find something to do. When she wasn't hearing Damon anymore she decided to get out of her room.
She slowly opened the door and peaked; when she didn't see him she got out and walked to the living room. She started to examine the place then she saw a big library. She moved over to it and looked at it. While searching in the books, a picture fell out of one book, she bent down and picked it up, when she saw the picture she took few steps back causing the glass on the table behind her to fall down and brake into pieces and started to shake especially when she heard the voice behind her.
"Well what do we have here?" Damon was standing behind her with a devilish smile on his face.