T.V.D Preferences and Imagines

Damon's Second Choice

Prompts:
4: "I wish I never laid eyes on you. I wish we never met. If I never laid eyes on you then I wouldn't have fallen in love."
7. "Please stop getting my hopes up. Just stop!"

Second person pov:
You knew it was foolish to fall for a man such as Damon Salvatore. You knew he could break your heart, your spirit, your trust. Nevertheless, you fell for him, the extent to which you fell in love with him was deep.
He had told you he loved you decades ago, and you believed him. Then he brought a girl named Katherine Pierce to the residence. She was gorgeous, witty, confident. Just giving her a mere glance had you doubting yourself and your role in Damon's life. You wondered if he told her the sweet nothings he whispered in your ear only nights earlier. She wanted Stefan clearly, but Damon wanted her. He longed for her in many ways. Your room was connected to his by thin walls, and every night, you would hear them together. It pained you well, and so you curled up and cried yourself to sleep.
After Katherine stopped coming around, Damon slithered back into your life. He would remind you he loved you, always. Though he always made you feel special and happy, you questioned how long it would last. The kisses, the pet names, the "I love you"s, his touches, his claims of loving you. He would snake his hand up your thigh sometimes, and you would always tell him no. Damon would give you a simple, sharp nod and sit with you in silence. It seemed to be a comfortable silence, which you did not break and neither did he.
Decades later he brought another girl to the residence, her name was Elena Gilbert. She looked identical to Katherine, and her presence drudged up old memories. Damon wanted her as well but, yet again, she wanted Stefan. He tried nonetheless but she chose Stefan the first time around. The next she would take Damon. She could jump between the brothers as she pleased, as Katherine would. You envied this quality of her that made her irresistible, that neither Salvatore would refuse her.
After she got together with Stefan, Damon was again devastated. He would slither back into your life with promises, declarations of love, touches. You had enough of this and decided to confront him the next time he came to see his second choice.
Surely enough he came, telling you of how divine Elena is. Then he would turn to you and say that you look radiant this evening and how he loved to look at you.

"Why do you lie to me again and again, Damon?" You rose from your bed and padded to the fireplace, glaring as if you wanted the flames to consume you right then.

"Why do I lie? I never lie to you? I love you. I have always loved you, Y/n." He was always quick to slip that word in, "love." Did he understand the true meaning of love?

"Please stop getting my hopes up. Just stop!" You could not help but yell. For centuries you kept your feelings to yourself, for centuries you pretended you were fine, for centuries you loved a man who only fell for doppelgängers it seemed.

"Y/n? What are you talking about? What am I doing?" He questioned, oblivious to his actions across the centuries.

"You know damn well what you are doing, Damon! You treat me like a backup, a second choice. Some one to turn to when your prior engagements do not want you." As soon as your emotions flooded forth, so did your tears. They were hot, salt packed tears that streamed down your face. Bitterly you scoffed, wiping your face, annoyed at your body's response showing exactly how you felt.

"You are not my second choice, Y/n. I love you. Is this about Elena? I don't love her! It has always been you." Damon reasoned, shocked at my display of anger, frustration, hurt.

"It is not just Elena, it's all the girls you flaunt in front of my face before you come back and whisper 'i love you.' You know what Damon?" You scoffed, holding your temples tense as you stared into the constant flickering flame.

"What?" His voice was weak, breaking, like my insides.

"I wish I never laid eyes on you. I wish we never met. If I never laid eyes on you then I wouldn't have fallen in love." The bitter, truth-filled words left your lips with ease. A great sigh was forced from your lungs as the weight of the suppression was lifted from your conscience.

Damon flinched away from your words, his eyebrows creased in confusion, lips parted but no words left them.

"I cannot do this anymore. Be treated like an object and not a human. I have feelings. You say you love me, but you only love me when it is convenient for you. I do not want to be loved if it is only because I am expected to be a constant variable. I-I need to leave." You whispered the last portion, the fire roaring behind you, blocking out light reaching your tear stained face.

A/n:
I'm back y'all! This was fun to write and lowkey reminds me of a certain Charlotte Bronte book lmao I didn't even realize.
Anyway which do you want to see next:

Kol 12. "I tried and failed and tried and failed again to stop loving you and I couldn't."

Or

Katherine- 8. "I'm not alive when you're not here. I can't breathe when you're not here. Because you, you're everything to me."
9. "I'm not a fantasy. If you want me, earn me!"
2. Katherine- 1. "I'm in love with a woman that is not my wife."