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Some of you wanted Damon to confess, some of you thought it better if Damon left or mislead Elena, diverting her from the truth.

Let's find out what Damon decided to do...

'There is so much I should tell you, Elena. I'm so sorry. For everything.'

A slight shudder went through Damon's body. He could see Elena follow his movements before looking straight at him.

'What is it, Damon?' There was something in her eyes, something close to hope. He looked away; he couldn't look at her, and know that it was that hope that made him wish he could lie to her. To keep the truth hidden, that had been suffocating him for days now.

She stood up slowly, walking towards him, letting her scent surround him and draw him in. She was mesmerizing, and so unaware of the fact, it made his skin tingle. He inhaled deeply, letting the mouthwatering smell of her give him the strength he needed to once again look her in the eye. This fragile trust in him she bore was overpowering and now, he would be forced to break it. Forever.

She might have tried to put what he did to Jeremy behind her, she might have overlooked him tormenting Stefan and making her friend's life a misery. But this? –This would be the last straw. This utter invasion of her privacy. This would break them. Forever.

He wished this was just a dream. A nightmare. He wished he could wake up and it would all be over. He had wished for that ever since it happened. But every time he opened his eyes, he knew it was still the truth, it had still happened. He was still a monster.

He had breached the trust she had preciously given him. Irreparable damage. And no chance for damage control.

He closed in on her, the last few steps, with vampire speed, taking her breath away. She blinked once and then looked up at him.

Damon was drowning in the depth of her eyes. She pulled him in, dragged him down, and kept him underwater. And he loved every second of it.

Damon took one ragged breath, before Elena stopped him.

'Whatever you need to tell me, Damon, will it hurt me?'

Pleading eyes looking into his, breaking his heart, all over again. He nodded slowly, wishing he didn't have to.

Elena's eyelashes fluttered slightly. Damon saw her head bobbing gently, like a tiny flower in the morning breeze.

'Then, why tell me, if it's going to hurt me? Why not leave it as it is?' Her breathing came in short bursts and in her eyes he could see a fraction of the fierce flame that used to burn brightly whenever she would look at him. The flame that he loved. The flame that scared the hell out of him and that kept him strong and true to his word; he would never keep the truth from her, he would never lie to her.

Twinflames.

Damon could see tears slowly making their way down her cheeks, landing on the front of her cardigan. He reached out to cup her face with his hands and she closed her eyes and leaned in to his touch. The serenity of her movement caught him by surprise.

Last time he had touched her this way she had tried to escape him. But now, she was standing still, pulling him in by the pure force of her mind.

'Please, whatever it is, Damon. Can't it wait?'

'No', he whispered, gently leaning his forehead against hers. 'It can't. And I'm so sorry. There are no words for how sorry I truly am.'

He lost the power over his voice for a second. Swallowing deeply, he forced her head back a little, still holding her face carefully in his hands, stroking her tears away with his thumbs.

'When I tell you this, I need you to understand that I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to do this, never. And I have no explanation as to why it happened. And I know you will probably not believe me, but I had no control. I don't know why, but I didn't. I'm not saying this to cast blame on anyone. I take full responsibility for this.'

'I'm telling you this because it is the truth, and you deserve the truth. I would never lie to you. You know that, Elena.'

He was searching her eyes, her beautiful eyes, looking at him like there was no one else but him in the world. For the first time she was looking at him without doubt, without fear or hatred, for the first time; and he would lose this. Lose her.

Have I lost you forever?

She gripped the sides of his shirt with both her hands, clasping the material hard, closing the last gap between them. She forced his body closer to hers and her eyes locked onto his.

'Then don't tell me. Lie to me. Mislead me. I'm asking you, Damon, to do this, for me.' There was a slight desperation to her voice. One that threw Damon a little off balance in his resolve.

He started shaking his head and opened his mouth to speak, but she stopped him.

'You always tell me you'd do anything for me; then do this for me. Just tonight. Lie to me tonight.'

He closed his eyes and drew a deep breath.

'This is something I can't keep from you, not any longer.' Opening his eyes again, he could see the defeat in hers.

'I came into your room the other night. You were asleep. I only came in because I wanted to make sure you were ok. I've been doing that ever since you were kidnapped.' His eyes flickered away from hers. 'But this night you were dreaming and you said my name. Before I knew how to stop myself I'd taken your necklace off and I… I entered your mind.'

Elena let go of his shirt and took a step back. He didn't stop her. He let his arms fall to his side. And all the while he could feel her eyes burning holes into his forsaken soul.

Yes, you have lost me forever.

There was no going back now.

'We did things in your dreams. I'm not proud of what I did; it was terrible what I did to you. But I thought it was a dream. A dream that I was controlling.'

'Then you started waking up, so I left your mind. And that's when I realized, it had happened.' This time his eyes found hers again. 'It had really happened.'

The last few words were barely a whisper. Damon had no strength left. And even though it shattered him, he felt relief.

At least she now knew.

To be honest, I had no idea what Damon would do myself half the time while writing this chapter. But I have to agree with the majority of you; honesty is the core to Damon & Elena' relationship. He might not confess to any of his crimes if she doesn't ask him to, like he did in my story. But if asked he would never lie to her. The stark difference to the relationship she has with Stefan, and what truly defines Delena.

Again, thank you ever so much for taking the time to suggest the continuance. It means sooo incredibly much to me!

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Next chapter will start revealing as to why Damon seems to think there are ways for Elena to compel him, and also Elena's reaction to Damon's confession.

I do hope you enjoyed this chapter, reviews are always welcome, good or bad :) And as usual, constructive criticism is never a pain to read!

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