You know Demon, he was a reckless, sarcastic, unsparing madman. And worse, he was a vampire. A vampire who is absolutely not afraid of being a murderer.

You were always jealous of each other, the reason was simple; The Demon was arrogant, sarcastic, carefree asshole. And Demon was enjoying making fun of you. You also chose your words more wisely and agreed with him. Since you were Elena's friend, you inevitably entered the same places as Demon, which made it more unbearable for both of you.

Now you decide to have a sleepover with the girls at Elena's house. While Bonnie, Coroline and Elena were preparing the food in the kitchen, when the doorbell rang, you immediately ran to the door and opened it.

Damn Demon Salvatore. That grin on his usual face, that self-aware expression, that's Demon. “Hello, my vervain.”