1 Hour Ago

"What do you want, Elena?"

"I wanted to talk."

"We have nothing to talk about. Bye."

Damon shook his head and turned around, walking away from the doppleganger. He wasn't in the mood for any of her games. She had asked to talk to him as soon as Rebekah left him to sort something out with her dance and, since he wanted to be left alone, he had agreed to talk to her if she left him alone for the rest of the night. He just wanted to get back to the dance so that he and his blonde could dance once more because she had never been to a school dance before. He was suddenly stopped when Elena's fingers locked around his wrist and she pulled him back, making him stop.

"Damon, dont!"Elena called after him, following him."What are you doing with Rebekah? She tried to kill me."

Damon sighed at her words. He turned around, yanking his wrist out of her grasp and looking at her with a harsh glare that made her step back.

"I've tried to kill you, Elena. It doesn't mean anything. We've all tried to kill eachother."Damon shrugged, hands in his pocket as he stared at the woman he used to love."What's your point?"

"Why are you with her?"Elena asked, ignoring his words."What do you expect to gain from it? Is this to hurt me?"

"It's not about you."

"Then why are you with her?" She pressed.

"None of your business."

Damon turned around and began to walk away again but Elena stepped in front of him, stopping him once again. His jaw clenched and his blue orbs darkened angrily. He was close to snapping.

"Damon, why are you with her?"

"Elena, just-"

"Why, Damon?"

"BECAUSE I LOVE HER!"Damon yelled at the brunette, making her gasp at his raised voice."I love her, Elena."

"What?"

"I didn't want to at first but I do."Damon said, a small smile on his face as he spoke."She gives me those damn butterflies people in love get, she likes to cuddle at night, she goes on and on about her shoes but I listen to her because I love her. She has the most vicious vampires in history as her brothers who, by the way, look like they want to kill me most of the time but I put up with it because I love her."

"Damon-"

"I love Rebekah, Elena. I love her and there is nothing you can do that can change-"

Damon was cut off when Elena suddenly walked towards him and pressed her lips to his. His eyes widened in shock as her lips moved against his, hard and gentle at the same time. He was shocked. If she had kissed him out of the blue a few months ago he would have been happy. He would have gotten what he wanted. But in that moment he felt wrong. She felt wrong. She didn't feel like Rebekah. Her lips weren't plump and soft, they didn't taste like strawberry. She wasn't Rebekah.

And he hated it.

Damon quickly stepped away from Elena, pushing her hands from his shoulders. His eyes narrowed in anger."What the hell are you doing?"

"Damon, this is what you want. I love you."

"No! You can't do that. I don't want this, Elena. I just want to be left alone."

He walked around Elena, ignoring her calls, and re-entered the building.

He failed to notice the blonde standing at the door watching them.

She had only caught sight of the kiss.

Present

"WAKE UP!"

Damon groaned as he came to, his vision fuzzy and he felt heavy. He tried to move but a sudden sharp pain in his wrists made him hiss. Vervain. There was vervain ropes around his wrists. He swallowed thickly as he blinked to try and fix his vision. He could see the sofa and the familiar painting of Rebekah hung on the wall. He was in the Mikaelson Mansion. The last thing he remembered was looking for Rebekah at the dance then, all of sudden, he was drowning in darkness. He winced as something hard hit his face, making him moan in pain.

He opened his eyes again, blue orbs settling on Klaus Mikaelson who was standing in front of him.

"What the hell are you doing? I'm-"

Klaus lifted up Damon's chin, a sickly smile on his face as he stared down at Damon."Going to pay for what you've done."

"What are you talking about?"

"Your tongue being in the wrong girls' mouth, mate."Kol said, walking around Damon, a knife in his hand."Rebekah saw your little kiss with the trollop."

"She didn't see what she thinks she saw."

"You didn't share a kiss with Elena tonight?" Klaus asked, pacing in front of him.

"Yeah, but-ah!"

Damon's head snapped to the side when Klaus punched him across the face so hard that blood flew out of his mouth. Kol kneeled in front of him, fingers grabbing his face so tight that his nails dug into his skin.

"You're really dumb, you know that, darling? When you decide to have an affair you don't do it out in the open."

"What are you doing?"

Damon's eyes widened at Rebekah's voice. Her voice was filled with disgust and anger. Towards him. He felt a sudden churn in his stomach as he turned his head and saw the blonde standing there with Elijah. Both were glaring at him but Rebekah looked like she was about to break down in tears at any moment.

Klaus and Kol turned to Rebekah at the same time, charming smiles curving at their lips."Just a little business, sister. Why don't you go shopping or something? Take Nik's wallet."

Damon fought against the vervained ropes harshly, shouting Rebekah's name, trying to snap the chair. Rebekah whimpered as she saw the blood smeared on his cheeks and the scratches on his face. Elijah held her tighter, whispering comforting words into her ear as he tried to calm down his sister.

"Walk away."Kol told his sister.

"Kill him."Rebekah simply said, tears threatening to spill."Slowly."

"As you wish, sister."Kol smiled while Rebekah and Elijjah turned to leave.

"Rebekah, wait!"

"It wasn't like you saw, okay?"Damon spat out blood as he tried to talk to Rebekah, red dripping down his chin."She kissed me, not the other way around. I pushed her away, I swear! I'm a blonde man, I promise."

Rebekah's eyes filled with tears, her anger fading, as she tried to compose herself. She was breaking, her brothers could say that, she could no longer hold onto the anger. Klaus narrowed his eyes, shaking his head as he pointed at Elijah."Get her out of here. Don't worry, 'Bekah, i'll sort this. He'll be dead by the end of the night."

"Or sooner if I have my way."Kol piped up, toying with his knife.

"Rebekah, no."Damon groaned, feeling dizzy."It's not what you think."

"Come, sister, let's get you a drink."

Elijah turned Rebekah from Damon, rushing her out of the front room and into the kitchen. Klaus stepped in front of Damon, blocking his view of Rebekah walking away as he glared down at him. Damon groaned at the vervain ropes around his wrists, the smell of burning flesh hitting his nose making him gag. Kol chuckled from behind him, clearly getting some sort of sick pleasure from seeing him in pain.

Damon flinched, cursing Elena.

He had been getting some sort of friendship with Kol but that was all ruined now.

He had been happy.

Elena had ruined everything.

3 Hours Ago

"You're standing on my feet, barbie."

"Forgive me!"Rebekah rolled her eyes, pouting slightly, before she drawled."I only experienced a few years of the twenties before my brother locked me in a bloody box."

Damon laughed, shaking his head, spinning Rebekah around before pulling her in, the two swaying gently to the slow jazz that was coming from the speakers. She sighed happily, pleased that it wasn't a quick step dance anymore. The students and their guests around them began to sway along with them, the music turning to something that was more Rebekah's taste.

"Are you still using that as an excuse? You're, like, a billion years old, you should know how to dance. Even your brother is doing all right."

He pointed towards Kol, who was in the middle of the dance floor, several women around him as he circled them before picking one out to slow dance with, but he was still smirking at the others. Rebekah shook her head while Damon glanced over at Kol, who noticed this and winked at the Salvatore brother, his eyes turning red for a moment, silently telling Damon that he was about to feed before he turned away.

"Come, come, darlings! There is plenty of you for me to enjoy."

Damon couldn't stop the smirk that appeared on his face. He had assumed that he was the king of Mystic Falls concerning women but Kol, who had over eight hundred years on Damon, had stolen the Salvatore's crown without even trying. When they had first met, they had hated one another, resulting in Damon snapping Kol's neck and even to this day, they still bickered but they had a mutual understanding.

"Has he always been like that?"

Rebekah looked up, a soft smile on her face when Damon spun her around again, lips brushing her temple somewhat gently."Like what?"

"That."Damon replied, nodding his head towards Kol.

Rebekah looked over at her brother, who looked like he was nuzzling a girls' neck, but was actually feeding. He compelled her before turning to another young girl, beckoning her over and, without compulsion, she happily skipped over to him, pleased to be given his attention. Rebekah didn't mind, as long as he didn't make a show of it and ruin her dance. Rebekah shrugged, turning back to Damon.

"Kol?"She said and Damon nodded."Yes, my brother is a...player, I think that's what they call it these days. Especially with witches."

"Witches?"

"Yes, he has spent all his vampire life surrounded by them, mostly because he likes getting close to the power. He holds them in high honor but that doesn't mean he hasn't broken a few hearts over the years."Rebekah smiled to herself at the thought of her brother."He taught a lot of witches and has many at his hand. Nobody knows magic more than Kol. My brothers have their...tastes."

"Well I think their sister has the best taste in partners."Damon drawled into her ear, kissing the sensitive spot on her neck before he pulled away and looked down at her."Even though you have had some horrid choices before me."

"You really do have an ego, don't you?"

Damon smirked at her, spinning her around before he pulled her back into his arms."And you love it."

"Yes,"Rebekah giggled, finally letting herself smile."I do."

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