Hi everyone! This is my first fan fiction, and I am very thrilled to be writing this one! This chapter will be a SHORT one, because I just wanted to give you all a basic introduction to my story. BTW, the POVs will be switching, although I am not sure how often, yet. I would be very happy if some people left some reviews. Enjoy!

ELENA'S POV

As I was in the parking lot with Bonnie, twenty minutes before school started, I saw Stefan's car being parked.

"I'll catch up with you later, Bonnie." I gave her a smile, and then I made my way over to Stefan's car. I was very shocked that he was back in school, when his blood cravings have been slightly out of control. If I told myself that I felt completely safe being around Stefan while he was in this state of mind, I would be lying to myself. His personality seemed to have a drastic change, which was unsettling. He seemed on edge, and angry. If I were to ask if anything was going on, he would snap. That is what scared me the most. "You're back awfully soon. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, Elena. I don't want to miss too much school. Not that it really matters at this point." He seemed arrogant, which reminded me of Damon. The only difference was, as much as I hated Damon's attitude and arrogance, Damon could pull it off. Stefan made me feel uneasy.

Stefan and I walked into school casually, and I pretended like everything was okay. It was the total opposite of that. As much as I disliked Damon's lifestyle, he has himself under control for the most part. Stefan changes emotionally, and he cannot handle it. Speaking of Damon, as I parted ways with Stefan for first period, my phone buzzed. It was Damon. Great.

Am I the only one watching Stefan?

I ignored his text, not really in the mood to deal with Damon yelling at me for something I could not control, and sure enough, after a boring first period, my phone was ringing. Damon was calling me.

"Hi Damon. Sorry I didn't answer your text, my teacher took it from me while I was responding." Lying seemed pretty easy lately. Especially about my feelings towards Stefan's decision-making skills.

"You need to get out of school, Elena. I don't need Stefan getting all pissy, and creating a scene that involves you getting hurt, and me having to clean up after your mistake."

I rolled my eyes. Damon always falsely accused me of things, just to make it perfectly clear to everyone that he would show no remorse or guilt. "I had no idea he was going to be here Damon, and I don't understand why it's a big deal. He wouldn't hurt me in public." I honestly was not sure if I believed myself, but I sure as hell knew that is what I wanted to believe.

"Fine. You stay there. I don't even know why I try with you, since clearly your life means nothing. One less thing I have to concern myself with, anyways."

"I will. He won't hurt me." I contemplated continuing on the conversation briefly, but I decided it was not worth my time. "Goodbye, Damon." I hung up the phone, and went back to class.

The rest of the day went by fairly quickly. Stefan had invited himself over to my house after school, because we hadn't seen much of each other in a few weeks. I hesitantly agreed, because I did not want to upset him in any way lately. As much as I told myself he would not hurt me, it kept getting increasingly harder to believe. I did know that he did not want to, but his urges are so much stronger than any other vampire. The need for my blood, especially, set both me and him on edge.

When we arrived back at my house after school, we went upstairs to my room. "Stefan, I've missed you. And I know that all of this blood is hard for you to control right now, but you have to know that I still know who you really are. You can get through this Stefan, all you have to do is try."

"See, that's where you are confused Elena. This isn't some diet. I can't just try to stop drinking blood automatically, and go back to who I was when I met you. This is only a downward slope. I know you want to be in this with me, but then, you can't expect me to get better overnight. I'm not like the normal vampires. It's ten times harder for me." He looked tense, very tense. I could see it in the way that he was standing perfectly still, and his hands were in fists.

For some stupid, and completely reckless reason, I walked over to him, quickly. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder. I should have known that it was the hardest to be around my blood, before I did that. I could hear his breathing increase, and without any indication, he flung me against my wall, and my mirror happened to shatter from me hitting it. "Stefan, no!"

After that incident, everything went black. I remember hearing distant screaming for a minute, but then I could not hear anything.

When I woke up, I was in a dark room with drawn shut. I was definitely in the boarding house, but I had no idea who's room I was in, since there were so many. The door quietly opened up, and I immediately sat straight up. "Damon! Hi. What the hell happened?" I scrambled to get any words out, and I realized I had a pounding headache. There was also a huge gash on my leg. It was not bleeding, though.

"You certainly had quite a fight with Stefan, I'd say."

"No, we weren't fighting, he just lost control when I hugged him, and then everything went black after I slammed into my wall. I remember pain, that's it. Where is Stefan? How did you find me?" I was very confused as to what happened, and why I was with Damon.

"I called you two times, and at first I just assumed you didn't care to answer. But then I remembered I am irresistible to most people, so I decided to go over to your house to check on you." He had a smirk on his face, but then that expression turned into his more serious, cold expression. It was always so intimidating. "I smelled your blood from all the way outside, so I let myself inside. I went upstairs, and saw the so called Rabbit eater. I have to say, I'm impressed that he didn't finish what he almost did. There was a lot of blood." He looked impressed with himself, and I rolled my eyes at him. "Joking, Elena." He said, sounding annoyed, but I could tell it was an act.

"Are you gonna continue the story or just stop there?" I asked, sounding mildly annoyed.

"He ran out, but before he told me something that starts with 'I'm,' and ends with, 'leaving Mystic Falls for a little bit'". He looked like I was going to break, which I probably would have if I wasn't in shock from how much pain I was still experiencing. Chances are, if he left me alone, I would eventually lose it. I couldn't even bring myself to carry on that part of the conversation we were having. I was going to ask about my injuries, so I looked down at my leg and touched my shoulder and face. I took in a breath, but he cut me off. "You slammed into your mirror, and you hit your forehead on your dresser. I fixed you all up, once Stefan left, but you won't be comfortable for awhile. You can try pain medication, but I wouldn't rely too much on that for relief." He said to me, with a completely monotone voice. As if nothing bad had just occurred.

"How long was I sleeping for? And who's room is this?" I asked, softly, but of course, Damon could still hear me.

"You're in my room." He gave me a smirk which made me even more annoyed, but I decided to let it go. After all, he did save my life, once again. "You were only out for about two hours, and you can stay here and rest if you want." He sounded like none of this was bothering him, but I could just barely see through him. His eyes always spoke more truth, than he did. I saw him turn around to leave, which arose some form of anxiety in my body. I felt unsafe after this afternoon.

"Where are you going?" I asked, sounding much more anxious than I intended to. That clearly grabbed his attention, because he quickly turned around, and eyed me for a few seconds, intensely, before responding to me.

"I'm going downstairs, to give you some space to rest. Why? Would you like me to stay here in bed with you? Although, I usually prefer not giving too much space to women in bed." He smirked at me, and walked back over to me. I was still in a sitting position on the bed, so I was now looking up at him. Somehow, he seemed to know that I would not have wanted to tell him that I wanted to go downstairs with him and just sleep there. "Actually, let's just go downstairs. You can sleep on the couch and I can make sure that your injuries are okay again, and keep an eye on you. Wouldn't want you making any more reckless decisions."

I rolled my eyes at his constant need to turn every nice moment into a sarcastic, or mocking remark. "Okay..let me just get up." I attempted getting out of his bed like any normal human being would, but my legs were in so much pain from being thrown against a wall into glass, that I could barely move. I looked at Damon, who seemed to get the message before I did. Instead of just grabbing my hand to help me, he picked me up in his arms, like I was a baby. He acted as if I was completely weightless. Typically, I would have told him to put me down, but since my body was so tired, I did not care. He brought me downstairs, and laid me down on the couch. He covered me with a huge, fluffy brown blanket, and I swore I saw something like compassion in his eyes. He broke eye contact off with me very quickly.

"Get some sleep, Elena. And tell me if you need anything." He said, and then he retrieved a book from his shelf and sat down on the far end of the large couch.

I nodded and gave him a brief smile, before I closed my eyes. I fell asleep within seconds, it seemed like.

I really hope you guys liked my first chapter! This is MUCH shorter than the length my other chapters will be! For a heads up, Stefan is not gone forever, but he is gone for a little bit. He comes back with a surprise visiter. Do you guys like the DE action? Next chapter, I'm thinking I will do a one month jump, just to get things started between them a little faster. If you guys are anything like me, I literally crave Delena, lol. Thank you again for reading, and please leave reviews. It would mean the world to me, since this is my first story.