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A/N: I suggest you read the last chapter before reading this one to refresh your mind

Chapter 8

Elena's POV

After hearing Klaus's comment I wanted to go to him and slap the hell out of him but here I was struggling to get up the stairs. Who could walk up stairs when everything goes around in circles? I felt eyes burning through my back. It was quite obvious that the people in the parlour were looking at me; I looked down and noticed that I went up only two steps; I let out a sigh and pouted. Why did I get so drunk? I glared at the upcoming steps; there was no way I could make it up those stairs without falling. Suddenly I felt a hand touch my shoulder my natural instinct were to jump and turn around which cause me to trip down the two steps to fall on my back. Thank god it was only two steps or my injuries would've been worse, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. I looked at the person who touched me; it was Jeremy.

"What the hell Jeremy, I was trying to get up the stairs!" I shouted

"Sorry, look I thought you needed help." He offered his hand and I took it while glaring at him

I noticed him taking in my "Natural body odour" Jeremy took a step back and I saw him struggle to come any closer

"Elena you stink, what happened to you?" he said, I knew everyone could hear and see what was happening, the sober Elena would be embarrassed and try to avoid answering the question but unfortunately I was completely and utterly drunk which sort of messed up my mind.

"Well, you see... I was walking here from the grill and I was walking down the road until I saw a cat, it was such a CUTE one! You should have seen it Jer, It had cute paws and everything! I tried getting it to keep but it went up the tree...So I went after it but the thing is I was drunk from all the drinks I had with Mason and I fell from a branch that wasn't that high...I think... and that's how I turned out like this." I said in a childish voice and started twirling around like a ballerina.

After I started getting dizzy I noticed everyone in the parlour laughing at me, I turned towards them and scowled at them "What are you guys laughing at?"

"How much have you had to drink, 'Lena?" Jeremy asked

"A lot. But my tolerance is way up here." Reaching up and jumping as high as I can

Another roar of laughter occurred and while I tried my hardest to scowl at them, my eyes flickered to Damon; he reminded me of something familiar... hmmmm... I remember now!

I pointed towards Damon "The cat I saw looked like you! He had jet black fur which kind of looks like your hair and he had your eyes, ocean blue! Are you sure you didn't have sex with a cat and made her have a baby kitten which is the one I saw earlier on?" I noticed everyone laughing even harder and I watched Damon's cheek turn a shade of pink—He blushed? DAMON SALVATORE BLUSHED! I was about to say something about it but Jeremy interrupted

"Okay Elena, time for you to go to bed." He took a step forward and realised my body odour was just too much to handle and took a couple of steps back

"Okay, could someone else help Elena go to her room...please?" he whispered desperately thinking I couldn't hear him... Cheeky bastard

"Damon, why don't you help Elena out?" Giuseppe said giving Damon a stern look

"No it's fine Giuseppe, I'll do it" My dad said

"Grayson, its fine Damon will do it, won't you Damon?"

I stared at the father and son, they obviously didn't have a good relationship, you could tell by the way Damon had his fist clenched and his Jaws locked, I wonder what happened between them... maybe I could ask Stefan tomorrow.

"Sure, whatever" Damon gritted out

He quickly walked towards me, grabbed my arm and led me up the stairs. Again for the second time I felt the electricity flow between us, why the hell is this happening? But this time we don't let go of each other...well Damon doesn't let go, his eyes locks with mine

"Do you feel that?" I blurted out

"Yup" he said popping the 'P' starting to look everywhere but at me

"What is it?" I asked wanting to know if he knew what was going on because I sure as hell didn't

"How am I supposed to know?" he muttered rudely letting go of his grip

"No need to be rude, I was just asking a question." I walked ahead of him and when I came to the room I slammed the door nearly taking Damon's nose off.

"You know, sometimes you can be a bitch." He muttered loud enough for me to here

I felt my anger rise up, oh no he didn't. I opened the door again and slapped his face nearly making him stumble back, he covered his now tomato red cheek with his hand.

"The only B word you should call a woman is beautiful not a bitch. Do you know how bad that could make someone feel? It's not like you care, huh? Damon Salvatore the womanizing Jerk who doesn't give a damn about breaking a woman's heart." I spat

"At least I'm not a person who rapes woman, and I mean why are you having a go at me for? Have a go at Tyler he's the one whose raping virgins." He shouted

My mouth dropped open, how did he know?

He smirked at my reaction, "Elena Gilbert, the virgin at the age of 24. The closest thing for you to have sex was earlier on in the day with Tyler, wasn't it?"Damon taunted

Tears started to pour down my face, how could he be so heartless? He was a monster. He was a demon which had a heart of the colour black.

"You don't know how completely and utterly wrong you are," I let out a humorless chuckle and let more tears pour down my face, I let out a breathe

"The first time I actually came close to have sex; was seven years ago, in high school. It was on that day where you told everyone that you slept with me, after me running out Tyler found me and wanted to "have a taste" of me himself. He forced himself on me; I managed to get out by biting his tongue." I looked up and saw that Damon's face showed guilt, sadness, concern and anger.

I shouldn't have told him, now he's just going to make everything worse by mocking me. Stupid Elena! I shouldn't have said anything, he's my enemy. The fact that he was getting married to my sister did not change anything between us. We still hate each other.

"Elena—I" he started but I cut him off

"I wanted to die that day! I wanted to kill myself so the pain would end. Do you know how it feels to have EVERY single person in school laugh at you and not to mention have all the boys in the school look at you as if you're meat? I can't even explain the feeling when they call you a whore when you know deep inside you know that they're wrong. I know this is partly Kol's fault, but YOU had a choice to back out. You know, the only reason why I wouldn't end my life is because I want you to be in that same type of pain Damon, I wanted you to feel what I felt then but there's no use...I should've done this years ago but I was too caught up trying to prove that Damon Salvatore couldn't be in charge...But that was no use either, I've been stupid all my teen years but you know what they say, learn from your mistakes which is what I'm doing now. My mistake was YOU Damon, and I'm learning from experience. Never mess with Damon Salvatore; I shouldn't have spent all those years getting you back for pushing me off the dock. Why did you push me off that dock Damon? Wait...don't answer that. Basically what I'm trying to say now is call it quits, you win,"

I saw Damon's frigid body; he's fighting with his inner self to not show any emotion. Typical. But you could see that little spot of Guilt in his eyes. He started shaking his and opens his mouth to speak but no words came out. I had to end this quick.

"That's what you want didn't you, you wanted to win this war? Now you have it. There's no point fighting anymore! After this wedding I'll make sure I'll stay out of your life; I'll stay in London where I can be VERY far away from you, hopefully forever." I shouted, I shook my head, Damon Salvatore will never change, and I turned around and went back inside the room making sure to slam the door in his face...again. I slumped against the door letting out a shaky breathe I didn't know I was holding and felt powerful, it felt good. Maybe I should get drunk often; I looked down at my appearance...Maybe not. I needed to take a bath and a very relaxing and long one.

Damon's POV

I hate myself right now. There was nothing wrong being a virgin, it told you a lot about her, it told you that she might be waiting for that "special someone" and save her virginity when she gets married. I mean you never know she could be good in bed. She could even be better than Katherine and Katherine was REALLY good at sex. I let out a moan at the thought of Elena being kinky and tying me up to the bed both of us naked and then she shows her adorable, cute pout because I have broken free and couldn't stop touch—DON'T GO THERE.

I am such an idiot; I shouldn't have said those things to Elena, I knew that the Tyler subject was a sensitive one. When I come to think of it, I only said those things because I was angry at my father and I was taking my anger out on her. The guilt all came rushing back to me; it was my fault she nearly got raped by Tyler all those years ago. If I didn't open my big mouth, she still would've been that innocent girl, who hated the living guts out on Damon Salvatore. Why do I fuck everything up? It's like we took two steps forward and one million steps back. At least the truth is finally out; I swear I was going to kill Tyler. He touched her twice, not once, but twice. Do I tell her family? No she'll hate me even more. But maybe it was for the best? ARGGHH! This is so frustrating. I punched the air imagining it was Elena, after hitting the air a few times I slumped down outside Elena's door. Elena Gilbert will be the death of me. For the first day of actually starting to plan this wedding there has been A LOT of drama surrounding Elena. This could be one of those really messed up reality TV show people watch; it's bad but has millions of views.

The words of what Elena said swirled in my mind "I wanted to die that day! I wanted to kill myself so the pain would end." What got to me the most was that she wanted to DIE. Even though she was my enemy back then I would never in a million years wished that upon her. "You know, the only reason why I wouldn't end my life is because I want you to be in that same type of pain Damon, I wanted you to feel what I felt then" No one in my life had said that to me EVER. Even though I couldn't feel what she felt then I'm pretty sure it's no different to the guilt I feel now. I feel as if my heart put on weight making it feel heavy as hell. "My mistake was YOU Damon" Well, it was great way of making a man feel bad as it is. I didn't show it but that was where I felt as if everything went crumbling down. Everything is over now, no more enemies, no more awesome revenges and soon enough I wouldn't see Elena Gilbert anymore, the person who was the reason of my happiness as a child. I'm supposed to feel happy that it's over and no I can finally get on with my life but I feel as if an important/fun part of my childhood has ended which is kind of upsetting.

As much as I hate to say it I didn't want Elena to leave, I had to TRY and make things right, I owe it to her. I had at least a month to be friends with Elena, It was going to be easy, and I mean who couldn't resist the Salvatore charm? Elena could, a voice in my head screamed. I had a nagging feeling that the voice was right. Shit, this was going to be hard... I sighed and stood up; I needed a plan and a very good one. I made my way to the stairs a stopped dead in my tracks. I can't just down there and tell my fiancé, her parents and my parents, not to mention my friends "Elena's pissed at me because I reminded her of the Tyler situation and I kind of mocked her for being a virgin, oh and did I mention? Tyler nearly raped her again when she was in high school because of me, no thanks to you Kol. Let's not forget she intends to move to London and NEVER come back after the wedding." I don't think they would be too pleased. A plan formed into my head, it was worth a shot, and it could change Elena's opinion about me. I hoped it was good enough to no use a plan B

I went down the stairs as quickly as I could without making any noise and went into the parlour, I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention, and I noticed they were busy with wedding directories. It was probably Katherine's idea. "Elena's fine, she got to bed. It getting kind of late don't you think? How about you guys stay over and then after breakfast you can go home and the girls who are coming with Katherine to go to the florist can get ready and come back?" Everyone started to nod their heads and agreed, they were getting tired and I wasn't surprised eating that much food would be. Once everyone got their room's ready and said goodnight, I crashed onto my pillow after stripping down to my boxers and immediately fell asleep.

I needed sleep and a lot of it if I needed my plan to work tomorrow; operation 'get Elena to be my friend' was about to begin, I just hoped this wasn't going to be mission impossible.

A/N: I'm back! Sorry I couldn't update sooner, I had Major writers block ever since I came back from my holidays and school has officially started so I'm super busy now but that doesn't mean I won't update this story. I'll try to update this story at least once a week if not two...Or more. It really depends with my timetable... So i'm sorry in advance.

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