Now we're going two weeks later, day of the met gala again sorry the flashbacks are kind of chaotic lol.

Go back to the chapter "Drifitng" if you need a refresher or what's going on rn

Modern day:

Davinas POV:

"This traffic man it's not pretty." I sighed staring at the skyscrapers out of the tinted windows.

"More time for us then...come here." Damon said opening his arms. I nestled into him leaning my head on his shoulder. We didn't say anything for a few minutes and I was just about to fall asleep when I felt a vibrating sensation against my leg. My eyes flew open to find his phone squashed between our legs, it was vibrating from a call. I grabbed the phone and it was a call from a Cheryl. I was about to pick it up when Damon snatched the phone away.

"Who's Cheryl?"

"No one. Not your business babygirl." He said placing his hand on my leg.

"Then why so defensive?" I said amused.

"It's not your business." None of my business? Now he really made me curious.

"What's going on?" I asked putting my hand on his.

"Nothing I think I deserve some privacy." He kissed me lightly on my lips and put his hand on my waist pulling me closer. The phone rang again. I pulled it out of his pocket and gave him a smirk. He didn't look amused. I scooted away from him and picked up the call. As I put it to my ear he came onto me to snatch the phone. I pushed him away and gave him a dirty look.

"Hello? Damon this is Cheryl. I got some drinks I'm at your house right now. I've been missing you so much baby." I heard a raspy female voice say on the other side of the line

"Hello? Wh-who the fuck are you?" I said.

"Oh fuck I-never mind." And the line cut. I threw the phone at him.

"And that was none of my business? Who was that?" I said with a tinge of annoyance.

"That was Cheryl." He said looking me straight in my eyes.

"Cheryl. A friend of mine" he said dismissively.

"Yeah because friends call each other baby? Right?"

"Okay. She's just someone else in my life too. But don't worry about her princess."

"What? Are you cheating on me?" I glared at him.

"You better start talking or I'm going to jump out of this car."

"You are overreacting. Babygirl I'm just being a man right now. Men and women have different needs right? And men, it's hard to explain, but we have stronger emotions and passions so we need more women to satisfy our thirst. I'm sure you understand." Damon said putting his hand on my jaw. I swatted it away.

"That's disgusting. Can you even hear what's coming out of your mouth. I think we need a break from each other. I-I should go." I said, fighting the tears welling up inside.

"Oh you're not going to go. I've worked too hard for that." He said with a smile that showed all his teeth. He looked calm, a little amused even.

"Yeah and how do you know that?"

"Because baby, you love me with all your heart and you, my love are too weak to let me go. And either way I'm a man who gets what he wants. I wanted to be famous, I wanted to be rich, I wanted to have a nice car and house, and here I am. I saw you a while back and I knew I wanted you." His words fell out of his mouth smoothly like vapor but landed in my guts as shrapnel.

"That's it... I'm just equivalent to a car?"

"No not like that you know I love you. You're just being so sensitive. I just have different needs than you. Now get over it and shut up."

"Damon how can you be so cold?" I said my voice wavering. I took his face and turned it towards me and looked him right in the eye.

"What the hell. The Damon I loved, would have kicked your ass all over this fucking car for talking to me like that. Damon am I just a rich sex doll to you?"

He looked me right in the eye and said with no shame. "You are my woman, I love you, and I want you to be quiet, you're acting crazy." He slapped me hard across my face, his rings cutting me in the process. I touched my face and winced, I could feel the blood flowing out. The driver couldn't even see us because of the shade between.

"Excuse me. Can you stop the car?" I asked. The driver pulled to the side of the road, earning honks from the other cars around us.

"You're not leaving." He said gripping my wrist tightly. Using my other hand I took of my large bracelet and threw it in his face. His grip loosened from the impact and I stepped out of the car. Damon rolled the window down.

"You're going to break up with me?"

"I guess so."

"You're going to regret that."

"Very funny." I said solemnly.

"Baby I know you too well. I just lost control before, you know how I am. You can't be so harsh to me, it's not fair. Can you forgive me?" I felt a little guilty at that, but I knew I was doing the right thing. He can't keep guilt tripping me and manipulating me.

"Oh I'm not. Just remember what you would be without me...nonexistent. You know what?" I paused, trying to calm myself down.

"Salvatore you're dead to me." I slammed the door and walked away into the night, my heels clicking on the concrete. I didn't bother to even look back. My face broke into a huge grin. I should have been crying but I felt surprisingly relieved.

I didn't feel relieved for long though.