Jeremy got out of the shower, with only a towel around his waist to keep his privacy. He was at the boarding house since Elena had left on a trip with Bonnie and she bossed him into going there, because she was just too damn scared that some unknown vampire would bust in the house and kill him.
Of course, at the boarding house he was protected by Stefan and Damon, the two vampire brothers. Now Stefan was like Jeremy's older brother he never had, but Damon was just a dick.

He kept walking to the room they had offered them, shivering as a soft wind brushed on his bare torso. Just as he was entering the room, another brush of air went by. And when he was finally in it, after locking up the door, he turned and started heading for the closet. But the sight of Damon sprowled upon his bed made him stop, and drop his towel out of surprise.

"What the Hell man?" Jeremy said, as he bent down to pick up his towel and then continued off to the closet to grab some clothes before he would embarrass himself again in front of the Greek God that was just laying there, staring at him.

"Oh, no don't be embarrassed! Everyone in Adam's sex has an Adam's Apple..." Damon said sarcastically, and that made Jeremy almost drop his towel just to land a punch on him. But he kept it at his waist and stopped to stare at Damon, not wanting to undress again in front of him. Damon kept his oblivious stare.

"Get out, I want to get dressed." Jeremy said, keeping his tone calm. Damon remained there staring at Jeremy.

"Why should I?"

"Because I want to get dressed you idiot!" Jeremy almost shouted. But Damon didn't budge. Jeremy closed his eyes and took a long breath. He then opened them to find a couple of wide, almost glowing eyes, staring at him. Damon had moved from the bed to where he was standing, and was so close he was violating Jeremy's personal space.

Now Jeremy tried to head for the door, he would find some other place without the crazy vampire stalking him. But it was impossible, if Damon wanted to stalk him, he would do it without difficulty.

Jeremy realized Damon wasn't going to budge so he quickly dropped the towel and got into his Calvin Klein boxers, but wasn't fast enough because the vampire had already caught every single detail of Jeremy's penis.

After he got dressed and started to move forward to leave, Damon almost shouted out 5 words that made the blood pump all the way down to Jeremy's cock, "Nice ass, by the way."

Wait. What had just happened? Why was he hard? He wasn't supposed to have an erection, because of a guy! Because of DAMON!

Jeremy ignored the vampire's comment and kept walking away. He sat down on the living room couch and just stared at the fire burning through some wood in the fire place. But this was bad for him, this fire kept bringing back memories he would have wanted forgotten.

He, Elena, and their late older brother Max were in the park. The grass was glistening because of the morning sprays of water. Rays of light were coming from the gaps between the branches of the trees that went as high as one could imagine. He was very young by then. He was playing on the swings when a huge looking boy came towards him, followed by two other boys. The one in the lead went behind him and pushed him, making the swings go faster. Jeremy held on to his swing, not wanting to let go. But swing after swing, he was getting higher, until when he felt he was going to back-flip, he started screaming for help.

Max, his late eldest brother who was reading a book by then, quickly looked up to see what was happening and saw Jeremy getting bullied. He quickly strode over them and attacked at the biggest boy, fury making him ten times stronger, and fiercer. In only a punch he had gotten blood oozing out of the other boy's nose. He jumped on him and punched him even harder. By the time he had gotten up to take care of the others, they had disappeared. But Jeremy was still on the swing and was still screaming, but his brother knew what to do. Max jumped, clinging to the ropes of the swings and stopped it abruptly with his weight, clinging to his little brother. Then he jumped back, landing on his back with Jeremy on top of him. The scared look had left Jeremy's face and a look of amusement replaced it. They both laughed at what happened and they went to play somewhere else.

As the scene re-played in his mind, he wept. Tears rolled down his face, oh, how he missed his brother! How he missed his hugs! How he missed the link among his brother, Elena and him! How he missed being at home with his parents! As he cried, another memory played in his mind. But it was not a happy one at all.

Elena had been sleeping over at her friend's house. He was sleeping in Max's room when a thump woke him up. He didn't wake his brother up, he just got out of bed and went to investigate. As he wandered around quietly in the house, he couldn't find anything. There was nothing there. He went to bed, sleeping next to his older brother this time, feeling scared. But as he was drifting to sleep, another sound erupted the silence. But this time, it was a woman's, his mother's, screams. He quickly got up, and as he raced towards his parents' bedroom, he hit something hard and blacked out. And the next day, he woke up in a hospital wing. He waited until someone noticed he was conscious, and the poor nurse told him what had happened. The neighbors had woken up to the sound of his mother's cries and when they arrived, they were too late. His parents were dead, and Max had went missing. They could only guess that the assassins had taken him but never knew why. When they got to the corridor, they had found Jeremy lying there unconscious, his face full of deep wounds, and two of his wounds were on his neck. They brought him to the hospital and that was that, in this one night, his life had shifted from perfect, to a soap opera. As he listened to the nurse telling him about the way they found his parents mutilated, he cried.

After a while, he told the nurse that his sister was safe at her friend's house. They grew up with their uncle, and when Elena was old enough, they moved in their old house, the place where their parents had been murdered. Now, their parent's had left them so much money they didn't even need to work to pay for the bills, but still, Elena had gotten a part-time job at a restaurant near their home.

And all these memories had brought back the pain, and Jeremy remembered how hard it was to push it all away, to block it all out of his mind.

Now that Elena was with Stefan, she practically always stood the night there, so Jeremy was obliged to go sleep at Stefan's house too, since his older sister wouldn't allow him to stay alone in his house.

Now, after some time, Elena had discovered her lover and his brother's darkest secret. They were vampires. Obviously, Jeremy was let on the secret and they both lived knowing the true nature of the two Salvatore brothers.

Jeremy's stomach growled, so he got up and went to the kitchen, wiping away his tears.