Duncan frowned. Why wouldnâ€™t Elena let him make sure she was alright? Sometimes it was like she didnâ€™t even want him touching her anymore, and that hurt. More than a few bruises ever could. Maybeâ€¦ maybe she didnâ€™t love him anymore either. He tried so hard for her.<br/><br/>â€œIf I was drivinâ€™, Iâ€™d â€˜a been watchinâ€™ the damn road,â€ he raised his voice pointedly in Kyleâ€™s direction, leaning over Elena to open the door while doing it. â€œIf your little pussy boyfriend wasnâ€™t starinâ€™ at you, heâ€™d have saw what he hit! But thatâ€™s why the boys like you Jen. All looks, not a fuckinâ€™ brain cell tâ€™ be found.â€ Heâ€™d never admit it, but that had scared him. Elena could have been hurt and heâ€™d have killed Kyle if she had been. No questions and no hesitation.