Hi there!

So this is a story written by two people. I, EpicNinjaWorld, write the parts of Damon, and my friend, lologirlie, does the Elena-parts.
Just so you know! ;)

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Damon
I was standing at my most favorite spot in the house, there where the drinks are, drinking my favorite drink, whisky. I heard Stefan coming down from the stairs and walking in the living room.

'Already drinking so early, Damon.'

'Already being annoying so early, baby bro,' I said. Stefan rolled his eyes and jumped on the couch.

'I'm going to Elena tonight, so you will have the house all to yourself.'

'Yeah, I figured you would go there,' I said and rolled my eyes. I always get a little bit jealous when Stefan actually gets approval to be there. Always when I pay her a surprise visit she yells at me and tells me to leave. Stefan, you lucky man!

'Bye then,' I said and took a last sip from my drink and rudely put my glass on the table.

'Having a bad day?'

'I always have a bad day,' I answered and walked out of the living room, not even waiting on an answer. Don't need to talk to the man who is stealing my woman.

I heard weird noises, but I figured it was just Stefan being his annoying self. When I walked up the stairs I saw a shadow passing by. What the hell was that? If it is Stefan making jokes I will rip his heart out and laugh with joy and have a happy life with Elena.

Why didn't I think about that earlier?

I walked inside of my bedroom and shut the door behind me. Alone at last.

'Damon,' a voice said. I quickly turned around and watched with big eyes at the person I didn't expect at all. 'Emily?' Isn't that bitch dead? This definitely is the drinks playing with me and making me insane. 'What are you doing here?' I asked.

'I came here to teach you a really big lesson.'

'What did I do this time?'

'You did enough,' she said. This can't be happening!

'Listen to me. You will feel what every person feels when they are hurt. You're going to see how it is to be somebody else for a time.'

'What are you talking about crazy witch? Leave me alone, I want to get some sleep.' Now I'm getting mad, I don't want a dead witch in my bedroom, I want to sleep my drunken ass off all night and drink some random girl's blood tomorrow and she is ruining my plans.

'You will see. Bye Damon.' Before I could answer her she disappeared. Crazy person! Like I actually would believe her…

I dropped on the bed and put my head on a soft pillow. Before I could respond a pain overflew and everything turned black.

Elena
I was sitting on the couch talking to Jenna when the bell finally rang and I quickly got on my feet to open the door. Stefan stood there waiting for me to open it with a big, genuine smile on his face. I immediately responded with a smile when I saw him.

He stepped into the hall and wrapped his arms around my waist. I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips before I pushed the door closed with my foot and dragged him upstairs.

'We're upstairs,' I yelled to Jenna before we got into my room and closed that door as well.

'I missed you so much,' he sighed. His finger traced my jaw line, his eyes locked with mine and my smile grew to a goofy grin.

'I missed you too,' I responded before leaning in again.

We shuffled to my bed and flopped down, he held me tight in his arms and I rested my head on his shoulder, my nose nuzzled in the crook of his neck.

I liked the way he smelled, the way our bodies fitted perfectly together, the way he lazily ran his fingers through my hair until I felt my eyelids grow heavier, and the way I felt him tense up when I smiled against his skin.

'Jenna is downstairs,' he mumbled, his lips brushing against my earlobe doing so, when I started to draw patterns on his chest and played with the hem of his shirt.

'I know. But she won't come upstairs for the next few hours.' I didn't know whether it was that argument or the soft touches on his abdomen that made him throw away his boundaries and get on top of me to kiss me hard.

'Victory is mine,' I chuckled and pulled his shirt over his head. He grinned down at me before placing a trail of kisses along my jaw, neck and shoulder. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt arousal shoot through my veins.

'You have too much power over me, it's not even fair anymore.' He pouted a little and I couldn't help but be adored by it, so I pushed myself up and captured his lips again, softly nibbling on his bottom lip.

His one hand ran through my brown locks, the other one crawled underneath my tank top and circled my belly button. Goose bumps soon covered every inch of my skin.

At that moment Jenna did came in – against all my expectations – and gasped. 'Oh my god, I am so sorry. I just wanted to tell you guys I'm off to grab some drinks at the Mystic Grill.'

Stefan rolled off of me and shrugged. 'Doesn't matter. Have fun!' Jenna left and I groaned into my pillow. Thanks Jenna!

'I'm going to get changed, sweetie,' Stefan whispered and I sighed and nodded. The mood was broken – unfortunately.

When Stefan stood in the bath room and water running down could be heard I slid off bed and grabbed my pajamas – black shorts and a white tank top – to change my normal clothes with.

I was about to lay down again when the feeling of my whole body being ripped apart shook me off my feet. With my fist clenched and tears stinging in my eyes I lay down on the floor for a few minutes, before the pain drained away and I could get up without breaking down again.

As fast as I could I curled up underneath my blankets and I didn't even notice Stefan joining me anymore, as sleep soon drifted over me.