You and Damon have been on and off for two years. You both got into a really bad argument, which sounded like.

“Go away Damon!” You yelled with tears running down your face.

“You’re all I want! You’re all I have!” He screams.

“Go away!” You scream back.

“Stop saying that! Don’t tell me to leave! I won’t leave!” He yells. He wants the old arguments, the hot make-up sex, the codependency. That’s the only love he knew how to give. But god he adored you, worshipped the fucking ground you walked on. If you wanted him on his knees and barking he’d drop that instant.