Chapter 1
Jeremy Gilbert trudged his way down the dark alleyway. He was taking a shortcut so that he could get home from school in time for Elena. He had been out smoking pot with his friends and he didn't want her to notice he was gone. He was almost out of the alleyway when someone grabbed him. Jeremy whipped around and came face to face with a very attractive man who had dark hair and beautiful blue eyes. The man had a sinister smirk and walked closer to Jeremy. As the man closed in, Jeremy backed up into the dirty alleyway wall, and hopes that someone would find him before things went bad.
"Don't worry, I don't bite…much" the man smiled and bared his fangs? No Jeremy, it must be the pot you had earlier, maybe it was a bad batch he thought to himself, trying to rationalize what he was seeing. The man then roughly grabbed Jeremy pushed him against the wall, and bit into his neck. It was all Jeremy could do not to scream. It was the worst pain of his life. He knew this wasn't the pot, this was really happening! He struggled and almost succeeded in pushing the man off of him. The man stopped drinking and looked back at Jeremy. Jeremy fell down onto the ground, the strength of being able to stand evading him. He was covered in blood, his own blood. The man grabbed Jeremy by his hair and pulled him back up. "This is normally the part where I compel you to forget me and I leave you alone, but I wasn't able to get laid tonight, and you know how it is. Now I normally don't go for guys, but you're so cute" he was smiling like a maniac now, and his eyes were sparkling like a kid about to eat some candy. Jeremy realized what this meant and found new strength to struggle.
"No! No! Stop! Let me go! Stop!" His cries fell on deaf ears and as the man spun him to face him and threw Jeremy back onto the alleyway floor. Jeremy cried out in pain as his back met the pavement. The man grabbed Jeremy and roughly ripped off his shirt, leaving scratches all over his chest. His pants were the next to go. Jeremy was fighting back as hard as he could, but it wasn't enough. His attacker now had him completely naked and Jeremy had no energy to fight anymore.
"Please…please just leave me alone. Please" Jeremy started crying, begging the man to let him go. The man simply ignored him and kept going.
Jeremy lay on the ground, unable to get up, the pain was too great. He felt pain everywhere. He vomited, unable to keep his food in. He felt so violated, he didn't know how he would ever recover from this. He vomited a second time, and this time it was just blood.
"Okay, we need to get a few things straight. First, what is your name?" the man asked. Jeremy didn't want to answer but he knew he had to. Who knew what this man would do if Jeremy got him angry?
"Jeremy" Jeremy replied, barely able to speak.
"Well hi there Jeremy. I am a vampire. Now I know what you're thinking, vampires aren't real, but they are! And now you know about them. Don't tell anyone. And If you tell anyone about this, I will know." The man gestured at both himself and Jeremy.
"Why would you do this to me?" Jeremy spat out.
"I was bored. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, Jer. Oh and one thing Jer, you're the best I ever had!" the man started to walk off.
"Wait! I at least deserve to know your name!" Jeremy yelled.
"It's Damon Salvatore" Damon then walked out of the dark alley.