An apology

Without warning Damien bit down on Elena's nipple and carried her over to the bed. Elena shouted out in pain and pleasure as he threw her down onto the bed.

I'm not a slut, okay? Why won't you just fucking leave me alone?" Elena yelled at Damien, her voice laced with anger and frustration. He looked taken aback for a moment before responding in a sarcastic tone.

"Sure, sure, I'll just fucking leave and never bother you again," he said mockingly.

Elena rolled her eyes at his attempt at seduction. "You really think you're that great?" she snapped back.

Damien shrugged nonchalantly before reaching down to grab his clothes and start dressing himself. "Eh, maybe you're right," he replied with a smirk as he walked towards the door.

"well good luck finding someone who wants a boring girl like you," he said with a laugh as he pulled his jeans up over his hips.

Elena watched him leave with a mixture of sadness and reluctance. Part of her didn't want to let go of the pleasure they'd shared together, but another part knew that it was probably best if they stayed apart.

As she lay alone in her bed later that night, Elena tried to shake off the feeling of emptiness that washed over her. What had gone wrong? And why did Damien have to be such an asshole about everything?

She curled up into a ball and tried not to think about him - but failed miserably. The harder she tried not to think about him, the more Damien invaded her mind.

After what felt like hours, Elena finally drifted off to sleep - only to be awakened by the sound of someone knocking on her door. Startled awake, she sat up and squinted at her clock: it was 3 am.

"Who could that be?" Elena muttered to herself as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stumbled towards the door.

As she opened it up and peered into the dark hallway outside, Elena saw Damien standing there - looking even more handsome than before.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Elena asked.

Damien smirked "babe, I'm here for an apology."

Elena rolled her eyes. "Oh please, like I want anything to do with you."

Damien stepped closer to her, his body invading her personal space once again. "Come on, don't be like that," he said softly. "I know I was a jerk.