A/n- So I know it's a day late but eh, work was hell yesterday and I about passed out when I got home. A lot happens in this chapter and for those of you that are following along with the music that goes with each chapter these two are probably two of my favorite songs ever and the second one is partly why I started writing this story. Anyways, as always thank you to everyone that read, reviewed, favorited, and followed, they really do mean the world to me. And as a bonus to see how many people actually read my lovely rants up here I have a question for you- my next story: would you prefer something more along these lines, simple sweet and to the point or would you guys prefer something more along the lines of Who's Crying Now? Let me know your opinions, majority will win and I'll start working on the next story which will hopefully be able to be posted like this one. Okay rant done!
The songs for this chapter are:

A Girl I Know and Dear God by Avenged Sevenfold

Until next time my darlings, happy reading!

Your Song

Chapter 9- A girl I Know

Elena smirked as she climbed down off the stage after yet another performance. It had been two weeks since she had told Damon off, had told him that she didn't want to hear his excuses and she was feeling better every day. Groaning softly in relief as she stretched, she reached up to wipe the sweat off of her forehead- feeling slightly disgusting and desperately in need of a shower. At the base of the stairs Damon stood waiting again, this time with the rest of Kompulsion behind him. She tried to ignore him, really she did but he reached up to touch her shoulder, drawing her to a stop.

"I know you don't want to talk to me." He began and Elena didn't say anything, only cocked an eyebrow and folded her arms across her chest, "But I want you to stick around for a second a listen to a song, I don't think I would have written it without you." It took everything in her to not tell him to go to hell, that she wasn't going to be sticking around, but a look from Jeremy and a sudden feeling of curiosity had her nodding.

"Fine." She shrugged and followed behind the band as they started up onto the stage. Stefan looked confused as Damon picked up one of the guitars on his way past the stage manager, a mischievous looking smirk plastered across his lips.

"What the hell are you doing?" He questioned but Damon brushed him off, chuckling softly.

"Just follow my lead." He rolled his eyes as he approached the mic; his fingers already strumming over the strings, behind him Ric playing the melody to the music he had given him the night before and Elijah plucking away at the bass. Klaus and Stefan were the only two that really didn't seem to understand what was going on and the frustration on their faces was plain if not a little comical. Leaning against the wall next to the stage Elena drew her eyebrows together as Damon started to speak with that deep growl of his. "This song is for someone that was very special to me, and who showed me that everything that everyone said about her was true," he began as the tempo behind him started to pick up, Klaus finally adding in the beat of a drum while Stefan still looked confused. "So Caroline, love, this one is for you." Elena about fell over when the first words were sang, the shock of everything that was being sung making her feel a confused mix of justified about everything that had happened because of her and guilt for Damon's fiancé.

Let me tell ya 'bout a girl I know

That comes alive when you take off her clothes

There's no tellin' just where she's been

Ask around but no one seems to know

Jeremy was laughing as he stood next to her, wiping at the tears that were streaming down his cheeks. Elena glanced over at him, shaking her head in disgust.

Late at night when you're looking for sin

Call her up and she'll lay down the law

You can't trust her 'cause she'll lie to your face

But that's not why you gave her a call

You're waste deep inside

The lust and burning desire

"This is cruel." She spat out, feeling uncomfortable, her arms curling around her waist. "Why the hell would he want me to hear him rip apart his fiancé?" Jeremy shrugged his shoulders as he got ahold of himself.

"Hell if I know." He muttered reaching up to swipe under his eyes, "But I understand why he would tear her apart like this- I walked in on Stefan and Caroline in a rather compromising position the other day. it wouldn't surprise me if he found out and that's why he's doing it." Elena muttered softly to herself under her breath, slightly hating herself when she automatically felt just a little bit of hope that he was single again.

"Get ahold of yourself gilbert," She sneered silently. Shaking her head she pushed off the wall and walked down the hallways to where the back door was located, pushing out into the cool night air. Her heart and her mind were racing as she thought of what was going on inside. She felt conflicted, part of her believed that Caroline deserved it; she had been nothing short of a bitch to her since she got there, but the other half of her felt guilt. She kept talking to herself as she paced, the feeling of guilt growing. Finally she couldn't take it anymore and walked back into the arena to get her brother.

They had a mid-tour break coming up and she was going to grab Jeremy and then call Meredith and tell her that she couldn't do it anymore that she needed her break now and not two days from now after a press release. Jeremy looked really disappointed when she dragged him out of the arena, surprisingly enough considering that it was Damon and Jeremy hated Damon with a passion. As they made their way slowly back towards the bus Jeremy kept going on and on about the song that Damon had written for Caroline and Elena was fed up. Snapping at him to shut the hell up she walked onto the bus and over to her bunk. She stopped before she laid down when she noticed the folded up paper and memory stick sitting on her pillow that hadn't been there before she had gone up to perform. Climbing onto her bunk she snapped her privacy curtain closed and reached for her laptop, starting up the computer before plugging in the stick.

She started to unfold the sheet of paper as her media player popped up, followed by the strumming of an acoustic guitar. She cocked her head to the side as Damon's voice came over the speakers in a song that she never would have expected from him.

A lonely road, crossed another cold state line

Miles away from those I love, purpose undefined

While I recall all those words you spoke to me

Can't help but wish I was there back where I long to be

Dear god, the only thing I ask of you

Is to hold her when I'm not around

When I'm much too far away

We all need the person who can be true to you

But I left her where I found her and now I wish I stayed

Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired

I'm missing you again, once again

The paper fell from her hands as she reached up to cover her mouth, her eyes filling with tears and the confusion settling in even more. Everything was getting so complicated and she just needed to get away from it all, needed to think and not have to be around him with his every word spoken to her causing such conflicting emotions. She reached up to swipe roughly at her eyes, hating herself as the tears started to fall. He wasn't supposed to be able to have any kind of effect on her and yet there he was making her cry yet again.

She listened to the track two more times before she finally picked up the note, her eyes scanning slowly over the words written in his spidery lettering.

Elena,
I thought long and hard about what I was going to say before I wrote this- for weeks now I've been trying to explain to you about Caroline but you didn't want to hear it and that was probably for the best because I really couldn't have found the way to explain it the way that I can now. Caroline is a family friend, Stefan's best friend and my, for lack of a better word, betrothed from way back when. Italian culture in the area that I am from still practices arranged marriages and Caroline was it for me- and as I'm sure that you're already rolling your eyes at this, or feeling anger because I am going on about her, know that the only reason I am is so that I can set things straight. I don't love Caroline, I never have- and I'm more then positive that my doting fiancé doesn't love me either. I'm disowned, you're one of the few people who know that and while that doesn't mean much to most people, it means to me that a marriage that was arranged before she was even born can now be broken- I owe nothing to the Salvatore family, nor do I owe anything to the Forbes family which means that I am free to be with whoever I want to be with. For the longest time, Elena, I didn't want to be with anyone, so I didn't care if I was engaged to Caroline- neither of us actually believed that anything would come from it and the only time she ever actually admitted that she was engaged to me was when it benefited her. Then I met you Elena, and suddenly I didn't want to be tied to her anymore, I found someone that I could actually see myself being with, who didn't take my shit and who gave as good as she got.. I had planned on calling off my engagement over the break, had planned on letting you know how much you mean to me, but then she showed up and that all got shot to hell. I handled the whole thing horribly, I know that and it takes a lot for me to admit that I'm wrong, but when it comes to this, when it comes to how I feel I can admit it for you. I know that it's probably too little to late but I at least had to try. Hopefully the song can tell you how I feel in words that I couldn't express. Have a nice break Elena.
XOXO
D

Elena swallowed as she folded up the paper, holding it against her chest feeling all the more conflicted. On one hand she wanted to believe him, but on the other she didn't know how to. He had hurt her so damn badly and it wasn't as simple as just flipping a switch and forgiving him, not after what he had put her heart through. Whimpering softly she slipped down until she was lying down and curled up on her side, hugging her legs against her chest. She just wanted it to stop, wanted all the emotions to stop because she didn't know how much more she could be pushed until eventually she broke.