Chapter One

5 years ago...

"Cassidy, can you come in here and help me?" Mamma yelled to me, I got up from my sitting position on the porch, I had been watching the storm roll in. Thankfully, it hans't hit here yet, but its coming. I know a storm when I see one. I walked into my house and went over to see what mamma needed help with. She was in the kitchen drying the dishes. "Can you run out in the back and get the clothing? I don't want them to get wet." I nodded my head and headed back out into the backyard. I stood up on my toes and reached up to get the clothing off the hanger. I couldn't help it, I was short. After I gathered the clothing and placed it in the blue basket then, I walked back into the house just as the rain began to fall. I sat on the couch and looked out the front window, the clouds had gotten darker just in the past few minutes. As I began to fold the clothing, there was a knock at the door. "Don't open it." Mamma yelled as she practically ran to the door. "Go to your room." I got up but I hesitated, not sure what was going on.

"But mamma," I said to her, she gave me a look that screamed to do what I was told. Nodding my head, I made my way into my bedroom. I shut the door and pressed my ear against it. Doing my best to listen in on what was going on outside of my door. I placed a lock of my chestnut brown hair behind my ear hoping that I could hear better.

"Damon what are you doing here?" She asked.

"You know why I'm here, now, don't waste my time, where is she?" A male voice asked.

"She isn't sixteen yet!" I could hear the sorrow in her mothers voice, and the sobs coming from her, I never heard my mother cry. She is the strongest person that I know.

"So I'm a day early. Where is she Marilyn?" There was silence, then I heard footsteps coming towards where I was, I backed up away from the door where I was sitting. The door opened and there stood the male, he wore a black t-shirt with a black leather jacket and jeans. He had dark brown hair and crystal blue eyes, he turned his head to the side and smiled at me. "My you've grown." I had never been so afraid in my entire life. "Get up, we've got to go." The male, Damon, said to me. I looked up at him in pure confusion. He rolled his eyes and walked over to me, he grabbed my arm and pulled me up from my sitting position. He led me out of my room and into the living room where mamma was. She was still crying.

"Whats going on?" I asked in complete confusion, Damon looked at me, then to my mother.

"You didn't tell her?" Damon questioned. I had never seen my mother so terrified in my entire life. He let go of my arm. "Tell her." My mother sighed and Damon folded his arms across his chest.

"When you were one, you were almost killed, you were hit by a car, and Damon saved you. He gave you his blood and I told him that I would do anything to repay him. He said that when you were 16, you would be his, and I'm sorry." Was all she said. I looked at her in disbelief. This was all news to me, and I wanted to deny it and run, but no. Damon had grabbed my arm.

"Come on, Cassidy." He said leading me out of my house. The rain had gotten worse, he opened his car door and I got inside. He got into the driver's seat and started the car. "Don't try to run, I'm a vampire and I'm a hell of a lot faster than you." The thought of escaping hadn't even crossed my mind until he had said something. I took a deep breath, not quite sure where he was taking me.

"Where we are going?" I finally asked him, he looked at me and then back on the road in front of him, ignoring my question. I sighed and looked out of the car window.

I had spent a year at Damon's mansion in Atlanta when I began to notice something. Sure, Damon would feed off of me occasionally and I would do things for him. However, he would bring new girls into his mansion and they would disappear almost as quickly as they had come in. I walked out of my back corner bedroom, the second biggest room in the house, next to Damon's, that was another thing that had me puzzled, why do I have the second biggest room. I was here a year and I wanted answers. I wanted to talk to my mamma, I wanted out of here. I walked down the long hallway and to the end, walking up the stairs, I made my way towards Damon's room. I knocked on the door. "Come in Cassidy." He said as if he was expecting me. Of course he was, he could hear me coming. I opened the door and saw him lying on his bed, reading a book, 'Gone with the Wind.' the last thing she expected him to be reading.

"Why am I still alive?" I asked him bluntly. He just looked at me in pure confusion. "You heard me, why?" He shut his book and looked at me. There was a look in his eyes that scared me, my green eyes stared into his blue ones.

"That can easily be changed." He growled at me.

"Then do it." I challenged him, before I knew it, he had me pinned to his bed. He just looked at me.

"Go. Before I change my mind." He said releasing me from his grasp.

A year passed before I challenged him again. He did his best to ignore me for the past year, however that failed. I saw him almost every day, It was as if fate wanted us together, we would see each other in the oddest ways. He would pick something up that I dropped, or run into me, which I found hard to understand when he had super hearing. Then it seemed like he was gone for weeks. Once he got back I made my way to his room. I let myself in this time, and there he was lying on the bed, reading '1984'. I sat down on the bed next to him. "Why haven't you killed me yet?" I asked him. He set his book down and looked at me.

"Are we really going to do this again?"

"Yes." I stated. He pinned me to his bed once more. I looked up at him and he just looked down at me. He leaned down and his lips brushed mine in a quick kiss. My eves went wide. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before, that thought left when his lips pressed against mine. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the kiss. He ran one of his hands down my side, it came to a stop on my hip, and the other one kept him from crushing me. After a few moments he pulled away. "Damon, How long have you wanted to do that?" I asked him, however my stern voice had faded and it came out more suggestive than I had hoped it would. He smiled down at me.

"Since you got here." He simply replied and his lips were on mine before I could even get a word in.

Its amazing how things can change so quickly, it was as if things changed for Damon. New girls stopped coming in, and he even let me go visit Mamma. He began acting different though, in a good way. He would hold me and cook for me, I absolutely loved being around him. That unfortunately changed one day. It was horrible timing for both of us. I was falling in love with him and I didn't know how to tell him. He found me one day, I was sitting on his bed reading 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.' He sat down next to me.

"I need to get out of here, clear my head for a while. I don't know when i'll be back, you know your more than welcome to stay here." Damon said to me. I looked at him with wide eyes. His lips pressed to mine gently.

"But Damon, I-." I had began to say but he was gone. He left before I told him that I loved him.

Cassidy Johnson was suddenly thinking that reading her diary, and remembering those events was a bad idea. She should have just put her diary in her special spot and not read it. She certainly didn't want to remember him and so far, she was doing a damn good job of it, until now. There was a knock at her dorm room door at Duke. It had always been a dream of hers to go to Duke, and now, she was here. Getting up from her bed, she opened the door. A girl stood on the other side, she had long dark brown hair and chocolate colored eyes. The girl smiled at her, this must be her new room mate. "Hi, are you Cassidy? I'm Elena Gilbert.

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