I had gone to sleep, again…but Damon couldn't blame me. A lot had gone on to leave me feeling exhausted. When I woke up I slipped out of bed and shuffled out of the room to find Damon.

"If he's gone again I swear to God…" I muttered under my breath as I left the only room I'd seen so far.

"Since when are you religious?" Damon smirked as he sauntered down the hall to me. We embraced when he reached me, we kissed and then I answered, "Well, someone's gotta watch out for me. I am dating a vampire," I replied with a laugh.

Damon nodded, "I can't argue with that," he shrugged, "Now that you're up…what would you like to do?"

"I'd really like a shower," I replied, "But you'd have to take me home, because I have nothing here…." But he put his finger to my lips before he pulled me back into the room that I'd been sleeping in. When I took a good like, my stuff was in the closet and the drawers. I wasn't sure what to say, "Damon…did you …move all of this?"

Damon nodded, "Now we can live together, like we've talked about," he wrapped his arms around my waist, but I pulled back. "Yeah…we talked about. I don't think I was conscious for the actual decision," I snapped. He did not seem taken aback by my reaction. He seemed prepared for it on the contrary.

"After all that's happen, I thought it best-" he began but I cut him off, finding myself disliking the situation, "'After all that's happened'? Damon…all that's happened was because of you," I accused.

"Yes, but it's over now, and you'll be safe here…"

"I was safe at home." Now, I was angry.

"Not with Stefan doing-"

"Doing what? Protecting me from you? Maybe he was right," I pulled away from him completely. So much had happened in so little time, my head was spinning. Right before I'd fallen asleep I'd felt safe and protected, but now I felt manipulated. And I didn't like that.

"You can't think that…" Damon took a hold of my wrist as I turned to leave, he held on tight.

"Let go of me Damon." I spoke slowly and clearly so there was no question on my intent.

Damon stared into my eyes but slowly let go.

"Goodbye Damon," I said with a tone of sincerity. I headed down the stairs and to the front door. When I opened the door, he was standing in front of me. I gasped at the surprise. However, he did not smile. "You can't leave…I won't put you in danger."

"Why would I be in danger? The only danger I'm in, is being here alone with you," I growled.

"I'm not a threat to you-" but yet again I was forced to cut him off. I shoved my wrist into his face, "Oh yeah? Then why don't you explain this to me then, Damon?!" I exclaimed.

He gave a long look at my wrist, and then he looked me into the eyes, "That's the reason you cannot leave." He stared me down.

That was the end of the conversation.