Damon gets at the party; Will, Michael and Kai following him. He was growing tired of this life. The constant partying, the mindless sex, the drugs and the alcohol.

All of his brothers - the other horseman - have found their love. Michael is even married, for God's sake. And Damon is feeling the need to settle down too, lately. Maybe find someone.

The loud music echoes through their bodies, girls dancing sensually on poles. It doesn't caught his attention anymore.

"Are you good?" Will asks him, noticing he seems off.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Damon replies, a bit coldly. He drinks his whiskey, trying to avoid any kind of conversation. He's running his eyes through the people at the party when he suddenly sees her.

The only woman he ever truly loved.

They never really dated. But in high school, she was some years younger than him and he always noticed her, for some reason.

She looks gorgeous right now. It's been five years since they last talked, and he still misses her sometimes. Misses her body, her scent, her smile. Misses holding her small hands against his.

Fuck it, he thinks, walking towards her.

"Long time no see." He says, sipping his whiskey. He hopes she doesn't hate him because of all the gossip after he came back from prison.

He hopes maybe he has another chance. After he came back from prison, spending three years there, he still didn't forgot about her. And it was all his fault.