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Elena didn't know what to do. So she did nothing at all. She still stared in the same direction Damon leaved, as if she hoped he would return. She knew he wouldn't. He was really angry and mad at her and, even worse, hurt. She hated hurting him. And she also knew that an upset Damon was a dangerous and impulsive Damon. She was worried sick about him. I need to find him, she thought. I need to explain to him that Stefan kissed me and that I would never cheat on him.

She tried to ignore the voice in her head that said he wouldn't listen to her. Damon was so insecure about their relationship, she thought. Why?

'What?' Damon said. It was the only thing he could said. In fact, it was the only thing he could think, too.
Katherine smiled and let go of his face. He still felt a little jolt when she touched him. 'So, what's the reason you're here?' Katherine asked. 'Is there something wrong?'
'No,' Damon said automatically. 'I just wanted to drink.'
Katherine sighed. 'So why couldn't you drink at home? I haven't seen you in here since… well, since I'm human.'
Damon sighed. He really didn't want to tell Katherine reason the why he was here. He was afraid he was going to cry.
'You can tell me,' Katherine said, patting his hand.
He shrugged. 'It's just… Me and Elena, you know.'
She smiled commiserative. 'Relation problems, huh? Trust me, everyone has them.'

'It's not really… a problem,' Damon said, before taking a large gulp of his bourbon. 'It's more, like, I guess we broke up.'

Katherine raised her eyebrows is surprise. 'Broke up? But… Wow. That sucks for you. It's good for me, but it really sucks for you.'
Damon smiled sadly.
'Why, if I may ask?' Katherine asked.
Damon shrugged. He felt the tears burns in his eyes. Katherine took his hand and squeezed it lightly. 'You don't have to tell me, if you don't want,' she said. 'I know how much a break up can hurts.'
'No, it's just, it just happened, you see?' Damon said. 'And Elena lives with me now, her old house is burned down, so I can't send her away and…'
'You really don't want to face her right now?' Katherine finished. She paused.
'You çan come with me, if you want to.'

Damon stared at her in surprise. 'Do you have a house in Mystic Falls?' he asked. 'I've never seen you here, since… well, since Stefan slash Silas left town. It's a long story.'
'Well, my house is not in Mystic Falls, but nearby .So you can tell me everything. I believe I've missed a lot,' she smiled.

'Yes, you have,' Damon said dramatically, smiling a genuine smile. 'Let's go.'

'Wait. Compel him to give you a bottle of bourbon. I will drive.'

'Why don't you compel him,' Damon said. 'O right, sorry.'

They smiled at each other and Damon started to realise why he had loved her, more than a hundred fifty years ago.

Elena finally stood up. She realised that he would probably be in the grill. She looked terrible; soaked wet, with red eyes from crying, but she decided to check if he was there. If he wasn't , she would try to call him. Her phone was still in the house.

She sped up to the Grill. Now that she had a plan, she got a little hope. But she found no Damon. She left for the house and searched for her phone. 'Elena!' Stefan said. His hair was wet; he had probably just taken a shower. 'I saw you and Damon leave and I thought you wanted some privacy…'

He noticed her red eyes. 'He didn't listen, right?'

'Not really,' Elena said. She hadn't had the energy to fight with him. 'Have you seen my phone? I need to call him.'

'Here,' Stefan said. He grabbed her phone from the couch and threw it to her.

'Thanks,' Elena said. She left the room and dialled Damons number. Please, please, answer your phone, she thought.

'And now Stefan's back home,' Damon finished.
'Today?' Katherine asked.

'Yes,' Damon said.

'Does he have something to do with the break-up?'

Damon sighed. 'You could say that, yeah.'

'Well, Elena's an idiot if she chose him over you,' Katherine said. 'You're the hotter, smarter brother,' she winked. 'An your better in bed.'

Damon grinned.

'And besides that, who wants to date Elena? I mean, ugh, she's so ugly,' Katherine winked.

Damon started to laugh and Katherine joined it. Their voices mixed and the both couldn't stop laughing, even though it wasn't that funny. Katherine almost hit the shoulder and Damon even started to laugh harder. 'God,' Katherine said, tears of joy streaming over her face. 'I believe I didn't laugh that hard in hundreds years,' she said.

Damons phone started to ring. Still grinning, he pushed the green button. 'Yes?' he smiled.

'Damon, it's me. Please listen, I can explain what…'

He broke off the 'conversation' and threw the phone over his shoulder.

'Elena?' Katherine asked.

'Yup,' he said.

She laughed again and Damon grinned to.

Damons phone rang again.

'So…' Katherine said. 'What did happen between you?'

Suddenly Damons face turned sad. 'Well, she called me to let me know Stefan was home. And as you know, I was searching for Bonnie somewhere in Michigan, so it took me a few hours to come back. When I came back… they were sitting on the couch. Well, sitting, he was practically upon her. They were making out. I immediately left the house and you found me in het Grill.'

'Drowning your sadness in cheap bourbon,' Katherine said. 'If you need some, the bottle is at your feet.'

'I know. I put it there myself, remember?' He pulled the bottle stopper out of the bottle and took a large gulp. 'You want some.'

'No, thanks. As a human I get really fast drunk.'

'Good to know,' Damon said, winking.

Katherine smiled. She was happy to that Damon was becoming his old self again.

'So, that's my house she said while gesturing at a small, farm-like house. She blushed a bit. 'I know it's small, but I'm alone and since I'm human cleaning doesn't get very fast.'

'Like you ever cleaned,' Damon said, rolling your eyes. 'You always compelled someone to that for you, didn't you?'

'Well, I can't do that either, and I don't want normal people in my house, so…'

'And I'm welcome?' Damon smiled. 'Nice to know you don't consider me normal.'

She blushed again. 'I meant people who are not compelled,' she began, but Damon interrupted her. 'Katherine, I know.'

They laughed at each other.

Damons phone rang again.

'Sometimes, I really miss 1864, don't you?' Damon said. 'At least no one had a phone.'

Katherine smiled.

'Let's go inside,' she said.

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If you like this story, you may also like Playing with fire, my other story about the love square between Damon, Katherine, Elena and Stefan.