N/A: I hope you enjoy the first chapter let me know if i should continue. I do not own anything.

Take what you want
Steal my pride
Build me up
Or cut me down to size
Shut me out
But I'll just scream
Im only one voice in a million
But you aint taking that from me

Natasha Bedingfield - Strip Me

Dear Diary

Stefan has been cold with me lately and I don't know why. He says he's fine and nothing is bothering him but I can obviously see past his lies. I thought he loved me and its hard to see him look at me that way and lie.

I got up from my desk and headed downstairs. It was my day off from school and I was happy to be home alone. I had a day planned with sleeping and watching movies in my pjs. Stefan was supposed to come over but after our fight last night I didn't think he would.

I opened up the fridge to find some chocolate milk. I poured myself a tall glass and walked to my basement where my DVD collection was. I looked at the wall long and hard trying to decide what to watch. I ended up with Shawshank Redemption and Memoirs of a Geisha. As soon as my foot touched the first step I heard my phone vibrate. I put down the movies and my chocolate milk and pulled my phone out of the pocket of my pjs.

Stefan

I read the name loud and clear. I hesitated as I hit the accept call button.

"Hey" I said holding the phone with my shoulder and grabbing the movies and the chocolate milk. I started heading up the stairs.

"Hi" He said, there was something hidden in his voice. Something bad.

"You okay?" I said sitting down on the couch and placing the movies and my chocolate milk on the coffee table.

" Yes, but we need to talk. Right now if possible." He said.

"I'll be over in ten minutes" I replied knowing where this was leading. I got up and got

dressed in a daze. Was this going to be an end? I drove to the boarding house, my heart racing.

I walked up the steps to the front door but before I could place my hand on the door knob the door opened. The look on Stefan's face gave it all away. It was going to be over. He was going to leave me. He didn't say anything but leaded me to the living room. I sat down bracing myself for what I knew was about to happen.

" Elena I'm sorry but this isn't going to work anymore. I can't do this. I can't control myself around you anymore. I need to be with my kind." He said not looking at me.

' AND BY YOUR KIND YOU MEAN KATHERINE RIGHT?" I yelled back knowing it would sting. He flinched before replying.

" Yes, I mean Katherine." I could start to feel the weight on my chest and the tears start to roll to my eyes. " I'm leaving, you won't have to see me again I promise."

" What if I say I don't want you to leave? What if I say I would rather you stay here even if your with Katherine?' I answered the tears flowing.

" I would say you know that impossible and that I wouldn't want to hurt you that much."

"Well it's a little late for that isn't it Stefan." I said coldly.

" I'm sorry Elena." He said and than walked out of my life.

I sat there on the couch for I don't know how long until I finally realized the bar was only a couple of steps away. I got up and poured myself a glass of whisky probably as old as Stefan and sipped it slowly. For a couple of hours I just sat there and sipped. I finally mustered up the courage to walk to Stefan's room to find it bare. He had taken everything and left for good. It was at this point that I reached my breaking point. I started running around the house looking for something that Stefan had left behind. Anything of importance, something I knew he would have to come back for but I can back empty.

I walked myself back to the living room where the bottle of whisky was waiting for me. It was only once I had reached the peak of my drunken loneliness that I realized I hadn't seen or heard from Damon since me being here. It seemed unlike him to not come and comment on my and Stefan's fork in the road. Had Damon left to? Did that mean no more vampires. With that thought came a sudden feeling of relief but than overpowered by the feeling of lose and longing. Even if in the past they brought danger I felt as though I somehow came to belong in their world and it made me sad to think I had been taken out.

I closed my eyes to try and hold myself together because the sudden feeling of rejection was too much to handle. I gulped down the rest of the whisky and poured myself some more. I started to feel the tipsiness of all the drinking. I could see my vision start to cloud. I had to go, I had to find Stefan and make him come back. I had to do something…

I was awoken later by the cool towel that placed on my forehead. My head was pounding and I didn't know where I was. I tried to lift my head but soon gave up on it because the pain in my head would only get worse. I opened one of my eyes bracing myself for the light and took a look at where I was. Surprisingly there wasn't much light in the room and I found it easy to open my eyes. I was lying on something soft which I guessed to be a bed. The bed had black sheets and a smell that I couldn't quite place.

It only hit me after I moved the cool towel on my forehead to cover my eyes. I realized someone had to have moved me and someone had to have place the towel there. I was in Damon's room.

"Damon?" I said my voice croaked.

"Yea." He said and passed me a glass of water. " By the way, thanks for finishing my whisky." He said letting his sarcasm leak in.

"I'm sorry." I said and handed him the glass back.

"Yeah whatever. Get some sleep ill be back with tylanol when you wake up." He said and got up to leave. " By the way I just wanted to say it gets better." And he left the room I mumbled a little thanks back knowing that he could probably hear it.

A/N : sorry for how fast it ended with Stefan but I really just wanted to start with Damon J please review