Right, here's chapter 3. Sorry, it took so long to post. First, I couldn't find song lyrics that fit and those these don't fit very well, if you listen to the entire song it does. Secondly, I haven't had time to post it and thirdly, I've been a little down lately with some stuff so...But everything is getting good again! Enough rambling now so enjoy.

I'm looking hard in the mirror but I don't fit my skin

It's too much to take, it's too hard to break me

From the cell I'm in

From this moment on

it's time to get a real

Stefan knocked on my bedroom door and without waiting for an answer he opened it. His body was tense as he walked in and I couldn't help but smirk at the sight. I found it hilarious how Stefan was always so scared to be around me, especially after the horrific past that he had once lived. Stefan pulled up a chair and sat by the side of my bed. I marked the page of the book I had been reading before and I rose my eyes to look at him directly in the eye.

When I looked at him, I couldn't help but feel the jealousy that twisted in my stomach. Why did he get her after everything he had done? After all the people he killed? I know I had killed people too, it just didn't seem fair. Elena didn't know about Stefan's past, his 'Ripper' days though, maybe his lies got him Elena. Stefan though unlike me actually tried to right the wrong of the past so maybe he did deserve Elena's love. Even if he deserved her love, it didn't matter, I just knew that me and Elena were meant to be. We perfectly imperfect together, that's what love was meant to be.

"Do you mind taking me and Elena out of town tonight? I want you to come too." Stefan kept his voice low and quiet, as thought he didn't really want me to go with them.

"I want you to spend time with Elena, Damon and her friends. So, you're going to come tonight as much as you don't want to." He carried on and his voice become stronger and more confident with every word.

I smirked, did Stefan really think that I wanted to hang around with his little friends and pretend to be the pathetic bad guy that they all thought that I was? I didn't want to make small talk with people who made it clear that they hated me and I definitely didn't want to see him and Elena making gooey eyes at each other all night.

"Nope, I'm not going." I said acting like a spoilt teenager but I really didn't care. I was tired of Stefan making me feel like a stupid little school boy. He was acting like father and treating me like I was someone who was never good enough and he didn't even know he was doing it.

"You are, Damon."

Before I could even answer the door slammed shut downstairs and the frantic heartbeat of Elena was all I could hear. I listened carefully, she didn't seem distressed or hurt, she just seemed slightly excited or nervous. I heard her throw her school bag on the floor and run up the stairs, I smiled and remembered when she used to run like that to see me.

"Stefan?" I heard her shout up the stairs .

"Pierre's tonight. Be ready by 8." Stefan whispered before he was out of the door.

As soon as Stefan said the word Pierre's, the memory came back to me instantly.

I helped Elena out of the car, he red dress slowly drifting up towards her thigh as she did so. Her dark brown hair was curled into little ringlets and she had a black cardigan placed over the top of her shoulders keeping her body warm and preventing goose bumps from creeping up on her skin. She wore matching black heels that made her legs look even longer than they already were. After seeing Elena like this, I knew tonight would be the night where we would have sex. I had waited for weeks now and my self control was slowly slipping as I drunk in her beauty.

"Wow, Damon this place is beautiful." She whispered as she stood up and fiddled with the bottom hem of her dress.

I smiled as she took in the sight of Pierre's a little old French restaurant on the outskirts of Mystic Falls. The outside tables were candlelit and there were black carefully placed tablecloths that covered the wooden frames of the tables. The chairs had black satin bows around them, that held a hint of gold within them. The tables overlooked the river and mountain bank. The moon shone down on the river and the sound of the river could be faintly heard over the sound of the birds in the trees. Yes, Elena was right. It was beautiful but with Elena here in comparison, she took all the beauty and spotlight and claimed it for herself.

"Come on, we're not going to quench you're appetite by admiring the view."

Within a matter seconds our waiter seated us at our table that I had earlier requested. It was perfect, you had the perfect view of the river and the mountain bank. The moonlight hit the table and the perfect angle so it lit up Elena's face as she looked at the maroon cased menu in her hands. The moonlight also hit my mother's necklace around her neck and the sight was breathtaking. I was so glad that I had reserved this table.

We ordered our food and the waiter went away with the Menus, only to come back with the drinks menu. Elena glanced nervously at me, she didn't like drinking in front of me and I knew why though she would never tell me. She hated that when she was drunk, she would tell me that she loved me and I never said it back. It wasn't because I didn't love her because I did, I loved her more than anything in that planet. I never said it back because I couldn't. It would only persuade her that I could the better man for her and I couldn't. The 'better man' was something that I lost a long time and I didn't think he'd ever come back, not even for her.

"Order a drink, Elena." I smirked at her and she only laughed at me but she ordered the drink all the same and ordered one for me too.

"Damon?"

I snapped back into the reality of my pathetic life and I seen Elena in front of me. She stood there looking at me, her brown bambi eyes wide with concern. I smiled at the thought of her being concerned before I answered.

"Yes, Elena?" I asked, the smile never leaving my face.

I listened for any sound of Stefan in the household but there was no life, no other sound besides Elena's heartbeat thumping loudly in her chest. There was no other sound that could compete with such pure sound, I could never hear it enough. The sound of Elena's heartbeat was highly addictive.

"I want to ask you a favour." She had the pleading look on her face that I could never refuse and my body without any intention to do so, it moved closer to her. Elena stared up at me and I could hear her heart beat slightly faster and made me smile even more. It was surreal to believe that even know I had this affect on her. Sometimes, I would imagine it just so I could live through each day.

"Anything." I whispered and my fingers at their own accord reached out to touch her cheek.

"Damon..don't." She whispered but her breathing was still incoherent and loud her chest.

I stepped back from her, I couldn't do this. I had let her go and I had to live with that choice but I didn't want to live with it. I just wanted her back in my arms, telling me she loved me just like before, just like it was supposed to be.

"Sorry." I whispered, not directly looking at her because I didn't really mean the apology I was saying to her.

"Look, Damon I came here because I want us to start fresh. I'm tired of you being distant from me and Stefan knows that you are too, I just don't know why. Tonight, I want to ask if we could just leave everything behinds us and pretend like we've never met. Tonight's a new night. Okay?" Her eyes flickered across my face seeing if there was any hint of anger or even if there was any emotion on my face.

I nodded, still not looking at her because all I could think about was how she wanted us to pretend we had never met. It was something that I had been good, pretending that I didn't love her and that we didn't have a past. So, I guess for one night I could start fresh with her.

"Damon, what is it?"

"Nothing." I said defensively and she knew I was lying but she didn't call me up on it.

Elena walked towards me slowly and her brows furrowed in confusion to her body's movements as if she was under some kind of spell similar to what my body experienced whenever I was near her. How could she deny this connection that was right it front of her? She touched my arm and it sent shivers all through my body. She had to leave.

"You don't have to hide from me, Damon. " Elena squeezed my arm lately before muttering 'See you later' and walking out of the door.

"You don't have to hide from me, Damon. I love you. Don't run from me." She whispered against my lips.

It was all I needed her acceptance and her love to know that this thing between us was right. All the doubt, all the pain, all the worry didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was Elena, the woman standing in front of me begging me to love her, begging for me to touch her in a way she had never been touched before.

I brought her lips back to mine and the hunger and desire took over me. I held back so many things when I was with her, careful not to hurt her or damage her in anyway. Despite my efforts I knew the damage was done, Elena would never be the same again if I left. She loved me and there would be no going back.

"Damon, make love to me." She whispered, her eyes begging for me. Elena bit her lip anxious to see what my answer would be but when I nodded and my lips moved back to her neck, she smiled.

Hours later, I was driving in my car taking Stefan's little friends to Pierre's. Bonnie and Matt were sat in the back, the scowl never leaving their faces. They both hadn't wanted to be drove by me to the restaurant and they certainly didn't want to spend the evening with me. They remained silent in the back and stared out of the window, Bonnie wrapped herself up in her arms in hopes that would give her some sort of protection and Matt's fists were clenched tightly like he was ready to fight me if he had to.

However, Caroline remained the same bubbly self in the passenger seat. Her ring allowing her to walk in the sun glistened in the moonlight and lit up her face, making her beautiful under the moonlight. Though Caroline looked beautiful she could never compare to the way Elena looked under the moon. Elena was angel in the moonlight, a goddess, a rare beauty.

"Damon, we're here you can stop the car." Bonnie growled from the back of the car.

I screeched the car to halt and parked in the nearest parking space. Stefan followed suit in the car behind me that held Elena, Tyler and Jeremy. As soon as I parked Bonnie and Matt undid their seatbelts and were out of the car within a heartbeat. Caroline smiled and thanked me for the ride before getting out of the car. Unwillingly, I followed her.

Elena got out of the car a smile stretched across her beautiful face as she breathed in her surroundings. Stefan wrapped his arm around her waist, the smile echoing on his face as he peered down at her. Matt grimaced at the sight as did Tyler and Jeremy. Bonnie had a grin on her face that resembled a proud mother look. Caroline however was looking at me, a sympathetic smile on her face.

"I haven't been here so in long! It was so beautiful last time…" Elena said, her face like a child's on Christmas Day.

My heart wrenched in my chest and made me want to scream out in pain. She didn't remember this time with me, she thought it was Matt who had made love to her that night. Those were the memories I had compelled her to have but just for a moment her eyes flickered to me and if I hadn't been a Vampire, I wouldn't have noticed. There was recognition in her eyes but her eyes quickly turned to Matt.

"Remember Matt?"

Matt didn't answer, he just nodded. Stefan noticed Matt's pining for Elena and immediately ushered everyone inside all has smiles planted on their faces. Caroline again though surprised me with her actions. She stayed behind and willed me with her eyes to stay too. It was obvious that she wanted to talk to me about something and intrigued to what it could be, I stayed.

"What is it, Barbie?" I asked, leaning against my car and folding my arms.

"Damon stop with I don't really care about anything look. I know you care, Damon." Caroline stared at me, her eyes wide with anger as she paced back and for in front of me.

"Oh yeah and what makes you think I care?"

"I know you care, Damon because I see the way you look at Elena. When she's without Stefan you just stare at her like she's everything in the world but when she's with Stefan, you have this look of jealousy and pure hatred on your face. You care for her, Damon. You've cared and loved Elena ever since you met her in that bar before her parents died. Yes, Damon I remember you and Elena dating. I know everything that happened. I've known ever since I was a turned into a vampire. Why haven't you even told her? She deserves to know. Do you even love her?"

It was all too much to think about, to process in matter of seconds, even if I was a Vampire. Caroline knew and now she was asking me if I loved Elena. The answer was an obvious yes and unlike in the past when I thought I couldn't say it, right now I knew I could. I could say I loved her because I was the better man now.

"Yes. I love her more than anything." I whispered confidently.

Caroline's eyes turned fierce and she walked up to me, her finger pointing right at me. She stopped right in front of me and placed her hands on her hips. Caroline stared at me for while before she said anything, then her eyes grew soft and she finally spoke.

"Then you have to make her remember."

Cause I still don't know how to act

Don't know what to say

Still wear the scars like it was yesterday

But you're long gone and moved on

Cause you're long gone

What did you think? The song is The Script - Long Gone and Moved On. My twitter name is 'Flyingfireworks' if you wanna follow me. Thanks for reading!