Chapter 13: Leave

A/N: Well, this story seemed to be kicking up quite a fuss with everyone. The abuse was fun, so thank you for that. Well here it is, this is the last one for a week, because I'm going to be writing two new chapters for every story, so don't expect it soon. Giving you a heads up now so I don't receive abuse, thanks for reviewing and sticking by me. I'd hate to lose you. I truly mean that.

Have you ever heard of that phrase? If you haven't then I would be worried. Everyone has heard of it. The room was so thick and filled with tension, the silence nerving as you could hear a pin drop. Stefan had snapped from his world of snooping around the apartment as he looked over at Damon and seen the anger growing in his eyes, the light blue darkening gradually. Just as he went to speak, Damon threw his fist against his jaw, causing him to stagger in surprise, wide-eyed. Elena gasped, panic in her eyes. New tears stung her eyes as she looked over at Damon, his whole posture changing from the one she was talking to 20 minutes ago.

"It was you!" Damon shouted in disbelief.

Elena watched in utter horror as Stefan pushed himself up and rugby tackled Damon to the floor with a punch to his ribs, causing her to gasp and go wide-eyed.

"Stefan, stop it!" She screamed, worried for Damon's safety.

Throwing him off, Damon punched Stefan in the face repeatedly. Stefan struggled against him, blood pouring from his lips and nose as Elena rushed over, not wanting any of this to happen. Stefan punched Damon in the ribs as he groaned and rolled off. Just as he was going to hit him again, Elena pushed him back down, helping Damon up.

"This gets funnier and funnier." Stefan smirked, wiping the blood from his nose, his hand now stained.
"I'll show you funny." Damon glared, going to punch him again.
"No Damon!" Elena held him back with all of her strength.
"Dammit Elena! Why didn't you tell me!?" He swallowed, anger flaring in his eyes as he glared, "That your 'abuser' is my brother Stefan! Why the hell didn't you tell me!? Why Elena!? Do you not trust me or something? Am I not good enough?"

Her brown eyes turned darker as worry passed through her and she looked between them, not knowing what to do. Why hadn't she told him the truth sooner? This could have all been avoided.

"D...Damon-" She trembled, tears falling as she racked for words in her mind.
"Oh, now this is just hilarious!" Stefan stood up, laughing, "That's ALL she told you? Me being the 'abuser' huh? No other interesting details?"
"What OTHER details?" Damon hissed through gritted teeth, glaring at Stefan, then looking at Elena as she swallowed.

"About our LOVELY past together? Me and Elena...our time together, all the wonderful moments."
"Nothing to brag about Stefan!" Elena snapped at him, getting annoyed.
"Damon, you know all those times I would just...hit her and make her remember that she belonged to me and ONLY me. She would just...cry, until she was all dried out."

Glaring, he punched him again as he laughed, the sound menace like as Elena watched on in fear. What was he going to say next? This wasn't good, he was just provoking Damon into killing him. Damon was raging and she wouldn't put it past him at the moment, to be honest, she would have done it herself if she had the strength.

"That isn't even the BEST bit Damon, brother...tell him Elena."
"Tell me what?" Damon questioned, his breath heavy as he looked at the brunette.
"I-"
"Meeting you, you think that was just a 'coincidence' huh? Elena walking into your office, playing the sexy role of the P. A. She knew exactly who you were Damon."
"What?" He questioned, confusion and hurt filling his eyes as he turned his full attention to Elena.
"The day she walked out on me, she told me she was going after you Damon." Stefan told her with a smirk.
"Elena-" Damon swallowed, looking at her.

"Damon, no, he's lying, don't listen to him!"
"Am I lying? I'm pretty sure I covered all the bops of it." He pressed his finger to his lips, grinning.
"Elena, tell me, now." He told her, his voice cold and his eyes detached.

"O...okay. He's...he's right, but it's not like that at all Damon, believe me!"
"What was I to you? A game!? Something you could try out to see if I fitted in with your abuse class!" Damon questioned, raising his voice as she swallowed.
"No, Damon-"
"Then what? A project!? Tell me Elena, because I am dying to know!"
"No, you're nothing like that Damon! Everything that I feel for you is real! Everything!"

"That's funny, because NOW I'm having a hard time believing that everything that you feel is real, because NOW I have NO idea what you feel Elena! No idea!"
"I-"
"She doesn't feel anything Damon, trust me. I've been there."
"You were a heartless bastard! The only thing I felt for you is hate and disgust!" Elena spat at him.

Stefan glared at her, stepping forward as Damon stepped in, giving him a look. Swallowing, she watched how Damon moved in front of her to keep Stefan away from her and almost cried in relief. He still cared for her, he wouldn't let him hurt her. He would never let anyone hurt her and she knew that, now she just wished she could do the same. Grinning, Stefan stepped back and held his hands up in defense, laughing again.

"Sorry, your girl and all." He laughed, shaking his head and began whistling as he walked around the room.
"Elena, leave." Damon spoke calmly.
"W...what?" She asked, her voice quiet.
"Please leave," He told her, "I need to handle this and I can't have you here."

Swallowing the lump growing in her throat, she walked into the bedroom as she wiped at the tears that began falling. This was it, her happiness gone within a flash. It didn't last too long either. Pulling her jacket over the shirt, she tied her hair into a messy bun and slipped her boots on, stuffing her baby doll and accessories into her bag. Lifting Damon's clothes off the floor from the night before, she folded them gently, propping them on the pillow, noticing that the bed had been made.

Looking around the room, she took a deep breath and forced back the tears as she moved to the doorway, hearing Damon and Stefan talking. How was she going to show her face at work now? She was going to be fired, banned from any jobs around. Her life was going to be in ruins, would Damon do that to her? Walking out, she seen Damon and Stefan look at her as she just nodded, not saying anything and walked out, moving into the small hall, pressing the elevator button over and over, just hoping to get out in one piece.

"It was nice seeing you again Lena!" Stefan called out to her as she closed her eyes tightly, holding back a smile as she heard another thump.

Entering the elevator, she wiped a tear and leaned back against the wall, waiting for the elevator to descend when she seen Damon appearing in the doorway, looking at her. Their eyes connected one last time before the elevator doors closed and she broke down, feeling her heart-break. Sliding down the wall, she sobbed and hugged her knees. The bugging question is, what did she do now?

A/N: I hope it was to your enjoyment

Shauna
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