"Don't."

The splinters of the wooden stake rubbed against the bare skin on my chest, occasionally puncturing through my flesh and sending tingles of pain through my body. I tried to hold my gaze on his eyes, which bordered carelessly into mine.

I shuffled back further so my back was pressed against the stone wall behind me. He mirrored my movements, the stake never leaving my body.

"Damon," I whispered, my voice barley loud enough for a vampire to hear, let alone a human.

I kept putting all my strength into hauling myself up from the ground, some way to find the will to do it. But each time, the tranquilizer was to strong. The vervain made me weak. My broken leg wasn't healing. I was going to die.

Damon brought his face close to mine. "You're strong, Luna." He muttered. "Took alot of vervain to get you down,"

"Shutup, Damon," I croaked. "Kill me. Godsake, kill me."

Damon shook his head, that familiar smirk creeping onto his perfect lips. With one swift movement, he used his free hand to push my knee down to the floor at such a angle it broke cleanly.

I screamed in pain.

"Why?" He murmered. "This is so much more fun,"

I whimpered as i reached to touch my knee, which was now sticking out in a unsual position. It wasn't healing. Why wasn't healing?

"Why arent i healing?" I asked coldly.

Damon grinned and made a pout. "That's the vervain. See, when you have so much of it, it starts to effect all of your usefull senses and quirks. Like healing."

I swallowed, in a attempt to gulp back tears. The first time i had felt them coming on in over 100 years. I wasn't about to let them fall infront of Damon.

Slowly, Damon brought his lips to my neck, tracing them softly up to my jawline.

"Such a shame," He said. "Wasting such a pretty little thing like you..."

"Why waste me then?" I mumbled. "Why not spare me?"

"Because, i'm a dick." He laughed, applying a excrusiating amount of pressure on the stake, the tip piercing my skin.

"I know," I grunted, my eyes flicking down as blood trickled down onto the floor. "Ow."

Damon cruelly twisted the stake in my stomach. I cried out again.

"Hurts?"

I gritted my teeth and nodded.

"Hurt Lexi too."

Growling at the sound of her name, i used all my strength to place my hands on his shoulders and push him backwards, sending him toppling into the rack of books behind him.

I took the oppertunity to claw the walls, pulling myself to my feet. Both legs gave way at the weight, but i held tight to the shelves of Damons house, doing everything i could to escape.

"Bitch," I heard Damon mutter. He flitted infront of me in a instant. "That was stupid."

I shook my head, backing up slowly.

Damon grabbed me by the neck, slamming my useless body into the wall. I felt it crumble.

"You don't do that." He snapped. "You play by my rules. If i am going to spare you, you do as i say. Got that?"

Without hesitation, i nodded. I didn't want my dead body to die, not just yet.

He growled and threw me across the room, smashing straight into his wine cabinit. Waterfalls of glass cut deep into my skin. I didn't whimper this time. I simply embraced the pain.

Then everything went black.