Quick note: The last half of this chapter was written with the inspiration of All I Need by Within Temptation. Which most fans will recognize as Damon and Elenas dance song. If you have the means to listen to it while your reading it's just a suggestion. ;) Please enjoy!

Choices are the hinges of destiny.

~Attributed to both Edwin Markham and Pythagoras

Damon quickly escorted me to the passenger side of the car. He insisted on driving and I put on my seat belt knowing why. As he was spinning tires out of the parking lot he fumbled with his phone dialing Stefan over and over.

"Damn it! He doesn't have a signal!" He tossed the phone in his lap. He took a deep breath and seemed to cloud over into his own thoughts. His face was set in the usual hard lines but his beauty never failed to make me feel weak. I noticed something was different and then I realized he was wearing a loose white collard button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He had on raggedy light blue jeans and even brown flip flops. It was a huge difference between his usual top notch dark designer wear and now he looked like a regular college guy that just so happened to step out of a Calvin Klein ad.

"That's an interesting outfit, for you." I said looking him over. He smiled slightly.

"Your ex boy toy found my cloths more appropriate for the date he forgot about with Caroline." He shook his head and tugged at the shirt seemingly uncomfortable.

My mouth fell open. "Damon Salvatore, you took the cloths off your back to help Matt with a date?" I smiled and shook my head.

"Don't get weepy, have you heard the decimal that Caroline's voice can reach when she whines. I was trying to enjoy a nice double shot of Jack. I didn't need her busting my glass with her earsplitting fit pitching." He mumbled. I couldn't help but to laugh. I looked back at him as a smile spread across his face. Without thinking I went to rest my hand on the console between our seats and I realized Damon's arm was already there when my hand fell right into his. I jerked my hand up and he removed his arm and grabbed the steering wheel now with both hands. My face burned with embarrassment. I sat for a moment looking out of my window to hide the blush on my face, when suddenly his hand took mine. The buzzing of energy at his touch was overwhelming and it wasn't until we pulled into the driveway to his house that I remembered the danger at hand.

Rain had began pouring like sheets outside and the thunder was rolling non stop. Damon squinted out of the windows of the car not seeming to have any difficulty seeing through the rain, at night.

"You know, I don't want to rule it completely out but how do we know your mother is being truthful?" He said with a sharp tongue.

"I don't know, and she's not my mother." I corrected.

"She's NOT my mother." He mocked. I went to punch his shoulder but he dodged me and I hit the seat. He laughed.

"Let's get inside." He said still laughing lightly. We stepped out into the blinding rain. I squealed and began to run.

"Your so slow." He said in my ear. He picked me up over his shoulder and suddenly we were bursting through the front door of the house. We both laughed as he took me off of his shoulder and set me down in front of him. I stumbled backwards into the wall but he had his hand on the back of my head in a flash. Our laughing quieted and I was backed up to the wall as far as I could go but he walked two steps closer. Our bodies a hairs fraction from touching. His face inches from mine. His face was serious now, his eyes piercing. Little drops of rain dripped off the ends of his hair and onto my face. His hair was soaked and little whisps stuck to his face. He leaned down slowly pressing his cheek against mine. There was something so simple and so intimate about that one thing. He turned his head slightly and I felt his lashes batting against my face. He seemed to exhale loudly and looked back into my eyes. He looked at my eyes, my neck, my chest, my shoulders. His eyes flashed around me like he was taking in every detail of me. I had never in my life felt so truly looked at. As the pressure built I reached up running my fingers across my vervain necklace again. From the tension I managed to squeeze to hard and I felt the pinch of a cut slice my finger. I looked at it just in time to see the bead of blood come to the surface. My eyes snapped to Damon's eyes and I pressed myself harder into the wall out of mild fear. His eyes were bright suddenly, almost wild. He inhaled largely and took a step back. The feeling of him being that less close to me made me lose my senses. I held my hand out to him, my finger up so he could see the blood.

"It's just a little Damon. What's it going to hurt?" I whispered. His jaw dropped and he looked at me in shock.

"Don't Elena. It's not a game." He took another step back.

"I'm asking you to!" I raised my voice. It was a mere second that it took him to lose his control. He flashed up to me grabbing my hand and running his lips up my finger. My heart wrapped against my chest but it wasn't out of fear. Once he got a taste his eyes began to darken and he placed his mouth to my neck. I held my breath. Then I felt his kiss make it's way down. He leaned back up and his face was relaxed to normal and he was smiling gently. Damon kissed me deeply, then and I shivered as the warmth burnt through me meeting the rain pouring off my body. He lifted up the bottom of my shirt and ran his fingers down my stomach.

I reached up and ran my hand across his jaw. His eyes closed and then suddenly he back away with a sigh.

"No Damon, stop doing that." I whispered.

"I can't Elena. I told you I can't." He shook his head.

"Let go Damon. Please." I begged. That's when I saw it happen. Something I thought I would never be able to physically see. I watched the guarded walls Damon had built so strongly for so long come tumbling down. His face twisted in pain for a small moment, and then suddenly softened into an almost unrecognizable face. The rain clouds had thinned sending a small sliver of moonlight through the glass by the door. It hit across his face showing the tears forming in his eyes shining like diamonds.

"It's okay." I whispered. His reached his trembling hand toward me and walked forward. I placed my hands on both sides of his face and pulled his face in to meet mine.

"Elena." He whispered. His voice was shaky. He kissed me with more sincerity than I had ever felt in my entire life. I literally lost the strength in my knees but luckily he had his arm wrapped around me.

"It hurts so bad." He whispered between frantic kisses. His body shook with the force of tears that fueled my own. I knew that it wasn't just him letting go for me, it was him letting go and allowing himself to feel anything for the first time in ages and at that moment there was nothing more beautiful than I had ever seen or I had ever felt and I was intoxicated by the newness of his touch and his eyes shining like they were seeing the world for the first time.

"Damon Salvatore." A girls voice sounded through the silence.

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