The next few days were surprisingly quiet. Elena was still in Mystic Falls with Damon and had yet to make any contact with me, not that I thought either of them would but whatever. Caroline was all the sudden interested in becoming best buddies with the microbiology professor, which is strange as she is studying drama, and usually I would be all Sherlock Holmes over that type of information but I had realised that Taylor was right. I was incredibly paranoid and I was reading too much into things, nothing was wrong with two newly freshman girls wanting to explore their options a little and it can be a little weird adjusting to college life. Trust me, I would know. The past few days I had thrown myself into my schoolwork, trying to forget my almost indiscretion with my friend's boyfriend and I hadn't really done much else. In fact, I was on my way to class right now. As I walked along the halls of the university, I happened to see Caroline standing out front of the microbiology lab

"Hi Caroline" I greet as I walk towards her.

"Hi Trinity" She greets back in a friendly matter. I had come to see that after she knew you weren't a threat to her popularity or whatever she originally thought I was threat against, she was a pretty good and nice person

"What are you doing today?"

"Oh nothing, I was gonna head back to my hometown later for this party thing at the cemetery" I'm sorry, what?

"In a cemetery?" I question with a laugh. To be honest, it sounds incredibly creepy… AKA my type of party.

"Yeah, its Remembrance Day in my home town and they're really into history so graveyard it is" She explains and then her face changes as if she's had an idea

"You should totally come" She invites, her face full of excitement at the prospect

"Oh, I don't know, it's for your home town and I'm not exactly a resident"

"Don't worry about it, Jesse's coming too and he's never been there either" She explains but I can hear the begging tone in her voice

"What the hell, why not? A party in a cemetery sounds like a great time"

"Amazing, I'll see you at 6" She excitedly informs before running back into the bio chemistry lab to talk to Jesse. Looks like I'm going to a party… I wonder if Damon will be there?

By 6:30, we had passed the sign for mystic Falls and I was taking in the town from the backseat of Caroline's car. Mystic Falls looked like every other small town in America. It was basic, yet comforting, and everywhere I looked it seemed everyone knew everyone. It reminded me of my home town except I'm sure there were far less creepy stuff that went on around here. As we drove along, I spotted something that definitely caught my fancy; a bar

"Ohh, stop here" I request and Caroline pulls over thankfully.

"I'm gonna go get a drink, do you mind?" I ask her

"Not at all. The party starts at 7. I'll meet you there?" She asks but to be honest, I think she was more than happy to get me out the car. There had been an awkward sexual tension in the car this whole time between Jesse and Caroline and I felt like the third wheel so it was time to make my escape. Jumping out of the car, I read the sign which indicated this place was called 'The Mystic Grill'. How original.

Walking in, the place was absolutely packed and people were toasting to, who I assumed were, dead people. I quickly managed to make it to the bar and thankfully because it was so busy, there was no ID checking which meant I got my bourbon and I was happy. Scanning the bar quickly, I found something that would make this drinking party a lot more fun, or rather someone. I made my way over

"Well if it isn't Damon Salvatore. I thought you were gonna call me" I tease, making my over to the table. It was when I had reached the table, I noticed he wasn't alone. He was with another man, one that didn't look much older than myself with his sandy coloured hair and emerald green eyes.

"Miss Trinity, what are you doing in Mystic Falls?"

"Caroline invited me to this cemetery party."

"Thought you didn't like parties?"

"Correction, I don't like college parties. An insanely creepy party to celebrate dead people in a graveyard? Count me in" I chuckle and sip from my bourbon

"I'm Stefan" The man sitting across from my new friend introduced, clearly feeling left out

"Trinity" I nod my head in greeting and he raises his glass to me before taking a drink.

"Hello." I hear Damon greet. I turn my head to see the waitress coming to pick up everyone's empty glasses

"Hi." The young girl smiles shyly, she was obviously intimidated by Damon and his handsomeness, but hey, who could blame her? No Trinity, stop thinking these things about him. Stop it

"Uh, hey, darling? We'd love another round, please."

"You got it." As I watch the waitress leave, I notice Stefan staring after her. Is he into her or something? He evens leans in his chair slightly towards her. I look back to the table and see Damon clearly glaring at his brother, then I felt a movement under the table and Stefan quietly yelp in pain. Damon had kicked his brother. We are going to be great friends, we have so much in common.

"So, Trinity," Stefan begins and I turn to face him

"Are you a vampire?" I'm sorry, what? I'm sure my eyes noticeably went as wide as saucers.

"Pardon?" I ask

"I think Stefan has had a little too much to drink, right brother?" Damon explains but I can hear the tension and anger in his voice.

"Ah, so you're not a vampire yet." What has this guy been smoking? He lives in a fairy tale land

"Definitely too much to drink" Damon continues to explain on behalf of his brother

"Yeah, or too little of the meds I'm sure he's meant to be taking" I grumble under my breath. Damon snorts at my comment. Guess I got to work on my quiet voice if he heard that. We hear the bell ring again and we all clink our glasses. I down another gulp of my drink but notice the other boys paused before their cup could reach their mouths. I also noticed their eyes watching the door. I turn around in my seat to look at the entrance behind me and see Elena making her way towards the table.

"Hey babe" Damon greets as he wraps his arm around her waist as she comes to stand next to him. She then places a gentle, and non-sexual kiss on his lips but it's still enough contact to make me feel ill

"I'm going to go get some fresh air" I announce and practically run from my seat

As I escape through the side door, I breathe in the chilly fresh air. It felt good to get out of that extremely crowded bar that smelled like stale alcohol but it felt especially good to leave that romantic couple to themselves. I so did not want to see that. I press my forehead gently against the brick wall and breathe in the fresh air deeply

"You okay there?" Stefans voice beside me startled me. I look up and see him standing inches away from me. How did he get there without me noticing or hearing him?

"Fine" I answer. Honestly, Stefan made me feel uneasy, especially after that vampire comment. I really wasn't sure what to expect from him, so I backed away a little bit, further into the alley that hugged the walls of the bar and the next building.

"You don't look fine" Stefan responds but his face holds no emotion at all, not even one shred of concern.

"Well I am" I retort, still slowly retreating into the alley more, which come to think of it probably wasn't smart. I keep my eyes trained on Stefan, watching him, waiting. His eyes were trained on me in response, but they weren't looking at my face. His eyes were fixated on my neck. I didn't know if I found that surprising or not. I knew my heart was already beating very fast and I'm sure my pulse point in my neck showed him that, which was probably what he was staring at.

"You look delicious" IM SORRY WHAT?!

"What?!" I yell, shocked and taken aback by his comment. I felt my back hit the wall and Stefan was not far behind me. He kept advancing towards me but I no longer had any space to move. I was trapped. I watched his face. This time his face held an emotion but not one that made me feel comfortable. He looked hungry. So why was he cornering me in an alleyway and not going inside the restaurant/bar we had just left? His eyes suddenly started to change. They darkened from a forest green into a charcoal black and his eyes no longer had any white in them. Veins began to protrude from his eyes, downwards into his cheeks. The purple veins pulsating like ones you would find in any human body. I watched his mouth become ajar, revealing what was inside. Fangs. He had fangs. Nobody had fangs like that… unless… Vampire.

"You're a vampire" I breathed, my voice shaky. His mouth curled into a devious smile, as if a hunter had just caught his prey, but I suppose that was appropriate for this situation. He was the hunter and I was his prey. He was going to eat me. I wanted to scream for help, scream so loud my vocal chords would no longer work, but when I tried to open my mouth and shout, nothing came out. My vocal chords felt frozen and my whole body trembled in fear. I was going to die. I was going to be eaten by another human being… well I suppose Stefan wasn't really a human, was he? He was a vampire who was hungry. I was not going to let this happen to me. I was not going to have a tombstone that read 'she got eaten by another person'. That was not going to happen. I would fight to live, even if it was impossible. I had read enough books about vampires to know they had enhanced strength and as it was, I only had about half of the average strength of a human. I couldn't fight him. So, I glared. I know, sounds stupid but when people used to piss me off, I would glare and something strong would pulsate through my entire body, like a surge of energy. I felt that ball of energy ignite in my body. I fixated my vision on Stefan and imagined his head exploding. I imagined his head on fire, burning in pain. And then it was. Okay, not literally but Stefan dropped to the ground, clutching his head in pain as if the inside of his head was on fire. Good enough for me. I came to my senses and broke my vision that was trained on Stefan who was writhing around on the floor in pain. I ran out of that alley. I ran down the pathway and I just kept running. I had no idea where I was going but I was hoping to find the cemetery or a police station or something, anywhere with people to tell. My legs were soon almost useless after I had run several miles, but luckily, I noticed numerous people drifting towards one part of town. They must've been headed to the cemetery so I took off after them, following them into the creepy graveyard. Now that I was here, I had no idea what to do. Do I tell the police? Would they ever believe me? They would probably ship me off to the loony bin. Do I find Caroline? Did she know about this? My body stopped and froze as I thought about it. What if Caroline was one? She was friends with people who were. All her weird behaviours and strange words came back to me. It wasn't completely far-fetched to think she was one. She was barely ever at the dorm and when she was, she was always watching me, making sure I wasn't snooping in her stuff. She would sometimes go under her bed and grab some things before leaving and when I went to investigate, I found an esky with some bags of red liquid in it. I had just assumed it was wine but maybe it wasn't, maybe it was blood. Were all my friend's vampires? Caroline, Elena, Damon? Was my new best friend a vampire? He had never given me any indication that he was but I had only known him for a few days and hadn't spent an enormous amount of time with him. His brother was a vampire, it's very possible he was one too. My head felt like it was going to explode with all of these thoughts running through it. I searched the crowd, looking for someone or anyone who looked familiar and then I spotted her. Her blonde hair stood out amongst many others with darker hair and she seemed to have spotted me too. She had seen me, I couldn't run away, she would just catch me.

"Hey Trin, you're finally here" She smiled and gave me a hug. I was too much in shock to return it and she clearly noticed. She pulled away, her face painted with confusion and concern

"Are you okay?" She asked but thankfully, I didn't need to answer that question because her phone started ringing and she picked it up, facing away from me to have her conversation

"What do you want Damon?" She was talking to Damon, who would've have talked to Stefan. They were trying to find me. I was not going to make this easy on them. I slowly began to tip toe away from Caroline as I listened to her continue her conversation

"Stefan did what? Yeah, I've seen her, I'm with her now. I can keep her here but why don't I just compel her? Trinity's a what?!" That last comment she said with a raised voice, obviously shocked. I was what? I was running away I knew that for sure. Caroline was still engrossed in the phone call and I was far enough away from her that she couldn't hear me. So, I ran. Luckily this cemetery was full of people I could hide myself behind as I ran. It was also full of trees. I ran to one of the trees that was in the middle of the clutter of trees. I felt my heart banging against my chest and I was out of breath. I was in a foreign town surrounded by vampires who were trying to catch me. I was fucked.

I had been hiding for maybe twenty minutes, and I still hadn't been seen or noticed. Maybe they weren't really after me? Either that or they were just really bad at hunting. I couldn't stand behind a tree forever. Holding my breath, I slowly peek my head out from behind the tree. I can see past the tress in front and into the graveyard. I scanned the ground and found nobody that I recognised, which would usually make me feel uneasy and alone but in this case, it was a relief. I took a step forward in the direction of the cemetery, prepared to make a run for it but I stopped and ran back into my hiding spot when I heard three familiar voices

"What kind of name is "Honoria Fell"?" Stefan's voice rang out as he looked over a tombstone

"Shh. You're kind of the one that killed her." Damon answered. How many people had Stefan killed that he didn't even remember their names?

"Oh." I watch the three wall into a nearby mausoleum and out of sight. This was my chance. I took the opportunity and I ran. I ran out of the woods but I paused when I came to be standing beside the mausoleum. I didn't know how I was going to get passed it without anyone seeing it. I looked up and the engraving read 'Salvatore mausoleum'. The gates were wide open, exposing the open world to anyone inside. If I tried to walk past, one of them would surely see me and knifing my luck it would be Stefan and I would be eaten. I leaned against the brick wall supporting the mausoleum and closed my eyes. How was I meant to get past three vampires? Fortunately, I didn't have to think of a plan. Unfortunately, it was because I felt someone yank on my arm. I snapped my eyes open and noticed I was being dragged along the ground by a man in a leather jacket with dark black hair. Damon.

"Damon, let me go!" I demanded as he began forcing my out of the entrance to the cemetery, onto the street. I tried to dig my feet into the ground to prevent anymore manhandling but I couldn't exactly dig my feet into concrete pavement.

"No Trinity" He answered. He kept pulling me until we reached his car. I may have no longer liked him, but I was still in love with his car. He finally let go of my now sore wrist and used his hand to open the passenger side door.

"Get in" He instructed.

"No" I defiantly reply.

"Look Trinity, we can do this the easy way or the hard way." He threatened, hoping I would be afraid and do whatever he wanted. Instead, I folded my arms against my chest. I watched him sigh in response

"Please Trinity." He sighed as his once tense face softened. I don't know what possessed me to get in that car. I could lie to myself and say it was because I really wanted to ride in this car or it was because I was scared, but I knew deep down it was because of Damon. He made me want to get in the car. I knew that I shouldn't have been feeling like this anymore, especially after the new information pertaining to his species emerged, but I just could not help it. I got in the car and Damon got in the driver's side. He pulled away from the curve and began driving

"Where are we going?" I wondered. Was he taking me somewhere to kill me?

"My house, I got to go see a man about a witch," He began before he focused his eyes on me, diverting them from the road. Not safe in my opinion but whatever

"And I'm not talking about you, witchy." Witchy?

"I'm not a witch" I answer, my face reading confusion

"You took down my brother using your head popping magic"

"That wasn't magic. I just glared and he went down" He looked back towards me with an unconvinced look as if to see 'seriously?'

"I didn't do anything, I have no magic. I'm not a witch."

"Mkay, whatever you say witchy." I couldn't be a witch, it was impossible. Witches didn't exist… did they? Up until an hour ago I didn't believe vampires existed but boy did these guys prove me wrong. So maybe witches did exist, that didn't mean I was one. Surely, I would've known by know if I had any magical powers, right?

Within 10 minutes, we had arrived at what I assumed was the Salvatore house. Or should I say Salvatore mansion because let me tell you, this house was huge. You could easily fit 100 of my childhood home into this one place. It was incredible. It looked quite old fashioned, like an antique but it was still incredibly beautiful.

"Come on" I looked towards Damon and say him walking towards the front door to the house. I was not following him in there. I was not going to follow a murderous vampire into his own home where I had no power or control. Nu-huh, not happening. Damon seemed to sense my stillness and paused his movements, letting a large sigh, something he did a lot with me I had noticed.

"Trinity, please come inside. I am not going to hurt you" He told me without even turning around. I could run right now, I could run as fast as I could away from here, away from vampires, away from Damon. But something told me that if I ran, Damon would easily catch me and probably kill me for it. Reluctantly, I stepped forward, following him into the house. He led me into their living room which was fashioned with olden day antiques and a massive bar. Yep, this was definitely the Salvatore residence.

"Sit" He pushed my shoulders down, so I landed on the couch.

"Stay" He commanded. I raised an eyebrow because really? Treating me like a dog is really going to get you on my good side. Notice the sarcasm. He rolled his eyes once more before leaving the room. I loudly sighed as I took a moment to think about everything that had happened today. And Taylor said I was overreacting. Shit Taylor! I hadn't even told him where I was going, he was probably worried by now. My train of thought was broken when I heard someone step into the room. I looked up, expecting to see Damon but instead it was a boy I had never seen before. He obviously wasn't much younger than me. His shaggy brown hair and dark brown eyes reminded me of someone but I just couldn't quite put my finger on who it was

"Hi" I greeted him but he didn't respond. His eyes were trained on me, as if in a daze. His jaw feel slightly ajar as if shocked or star struck.

"I'm Trinity." I introduce, offering a friendly smile. More words from me seemed to break his trance and he blinked rapidly a few times before opening his mouth to respond

"I- I'm… uh I'm… uh" He stumbled over his words which received a giggle from me. He was so innocent and adorable.

"You're Jeremy" Damon finished for him, stepping back into the room before making his way to the bar. I watched Jeremy rapidly shake his head, confirming Damon's words

"Hi" Jeremy voice squeaked out as Damon handed me a drink filled with dark brown liquid. I took a sip and thankfully it was bourbon. I watched Damon take a swig of his drink before turning to talk to Jeremy.

"Okay. Where is she? Call her. Get her here."

"That's the problem. I can't actually call her. No one can." Damon's face read complete confusion but I understood. Whoever they were talking about was dead.

"I've been lying to everyone for months, and I can't keep lying knowing that everyone's waiting for her to swoop in and save the day."

"I don't speak "crazy-person," Jer. You're gonna have to translate that for me." Damon demanded

"Think about it, Damon. I was dead. I wasn't supposed to come back." Okay, this is starting to get really weird and really confusing. All this supernatural stuff was giving me a migraine.

"Yes, exactly. The beauty of Bonnie magic, which is what we need right now."

"You're not hearing me. Magic finds a balance. I'm not supposed to be here." Jeremy repeats and we both witness the look of realisation come across Damon's face.

"No." Damon breathes.

"You can't just bring somebody back from the dead. There is always a price to pay for it."

"Don't say it, Jeremy. Don't you dare." Damon warns, but honestly, what did it matter if he said it? We all already knew

"She didn't show up to her dad's funeral, Damon. Nobody has spoken to her all summer."

"You say it, and everything in Elena's life goes to crap, do you understand me? Everything changes."

"Don't."

"Bonnie's dead."

"Damn it, Jeremy! You realize what you just did?!" Damon turns around and begins to walk away [He starts walking away from Jeremy.]

"Why would you say that?!" Damon continues, his voice laced with anger

"I'm sorry. People need to know." Jeremy apologises. I watch Damon closely. He turns back around to face Jeremy, a low growl escaping from his lips. He makes his way back over to Jeremy and it looked like an act of violence was going to occur. Damon reached him and did something extremely unexpected. He hugged Jeremy. It was a hug filled with grief and sadness at their fallen friend. I watched them hug for a few more seconds, and suddenly I was feeling like a third wheel.

"I don't mean to interrupt this super emotional moment," I began, standing from my seat. The two pulled away to look at me

"But could somebody please tell me… WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" I scream. I was sick of not knowing anything. I was sick of being on the outside. And most of all, I was sick of being lied to.

"Jeremy, go upstairs" Jeremy listens to Damon and retreats from the room. Damon turns his attention to me.

"You wanna know what the fuck is going on?" Damon's whole demeanour had changed from one of sadness into anger

"Yeah I do"

"What's going on is that vampires exist, you're a witch and Bonnie is dead. That what the fuck is going on" Damon answers, taking a step towards me with every word he spoke until we were toe to toe. There was complete silence between the two of us but I could feel the rage coming off from each of us.

"I'm sorry about your friend" I break the silence, now with a calming voice. Damon's face tensed before he finally breaks our stare and backed away, grabbing his drink again. Before he can drown himself in booze, his phone rings and he answers it.

"I'm at home. Look. I really need to talk to you about something…What? What happened? Okay. I'm on my way." Damon announces before walking to exit the room

"Um, where are you going?" Surely, he wasn't going to leave me here

"Cemetery, Stefan's gone" He announces without stopping

"So, I'm meant to just wait here"

"Hang out with Jeremy, you can play monopoly or something. Whatever the kids do nowadays" God, he's infuriating. And wrong.

Thankfully, Jeremy came down to keep my company and I had stolen a few bottles of alcohol from Damon, something Jeremy was scared to do. As if I couldn't handle Damon.

"So, Jeremy, tell me about Bonnie. Its seemed like you two might of… you know." I ask.

"Yeah, we were dating before she died. She's a witch like you" He answers

"I'm not a witch" I breathe. I was sick of people saying that. I was a normal, human girl

"I heard what you did to Stefan. That's exactly what Bonnie used to do." So that pain thing was a witch thing?

"Really?"

"Yep. Damon was her favourite target" Jeremy laughed as he took a drink

"I can't image why" I laughed along with him. If I could learn how to do more witchy things like the head popping thing, then I was really going to have some fun with Damon. Our laughter died down and was replaced by a comfortable silence as we continued to drink. The silence made me think. What if I really was a witch? What do I do with that information? I know nothing about witches or how to do spells. I don't even have a broomstick or a pointy hat.

"So, um, how did Bonnie learn to be a witch?" I wonder

"She has these books of spells called grimoires and she would just read them for hours on end and she became a pretty powerful witch." He explains. I nodded my head in acceptance. I didn't have any of those spell books, how was I meant to learn?

"You know, I think Bonnie has one around here somewhere. You wanna give it a try?" It took us ten minutes to locate the spell book. Jeremy and I settled ourselves on the floor of his bedroom. He got up and took out some matches, lighting the candles around the room

"Really? Candles?" I snorted

"Bonnie says it helps when you're new to have them around" He explains, blowing out the flame on the match once he had lit the candles

"Bonnies here?" I question, looking around the room anxiously

"She's here to help" He responds. I was kind of nervous having this experienced watch watching me do simple magic for the first time, but I brushed it off as Jeremy sat back down in front of me and opened the grimoire. I scanned the list of spells, all in Latin. Yay.

"I can't speak Latin" I tell him as he looks for an easy spell

"Don't worry, Bonnie couldn't either when she first started. That's why you practise" He answers

"Here, Bonnie says to start with this one, are you ready?"

It must have been hours later when I was finally too exhausted to continue anymore spells.

"Jer, I can't anymore. I feel drained"

"That's fine, it's just because you're using so much power and magic. I'm proud of you" He tells me. Over the past few hours, I had successfully managed to make feathers float, books fly across the room and I even learned how to set things on fire, something I was going to be using a lot I can imagine.

"Thank you for helping me Jer, it means a lot to me" I said, reaching to grab his hand in appreciation. Because it really did mean a lot to me. Not many people were jumping at the chance to teach me anything because I had concentration issues but Jeremy had helped me. As I touched his hand, I watched his cheeks burn into a soft rosy red

"Uh, no-no problem" He stuttered over his words again, I had a slight feeling that Jeremy could have a little crush on me. I giggled at his shyness which I found endearing. Our moment was broken by the sound of the front door closing.

"I guess the guys are back" I get up and walk out the door with Jeremy following close behind. We reach the bottom of the staircase and see Stefan burning some journal type books.

"Stefan. There you are. We've been looking everywhere for y–" Elena began but was cut off by her not so lovable boyfriend

"What you doing there, brother?"

"Well, you know, just tying up a few odds and ends." Stefan answered

"You sure you want to do that?"

"Well, I know what I don't want. I don't want to be the person in these journals anymore. I don't want to live in this house. I don't want my brother's advice. I don't want to hear how I supported you, Elena, and I definitely do not want to continue this conversation." Stefan grabs a duffel bag and begins walking towards the door

"Stefan, wait." Damon starts

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna go on a Ripper binge. Besides, Caroline said she'd call me every hour to make sure I was okay and, uh...I actually do trust her."

"But..." Elena begins but trails off as Stefan continues making his way to the door. He notices Jeremy and I standing by the staircase and pauses, his eyes looking towards me

"I'm sorry Trinity" He apologises and I nod my head in acknowledgment. He then leaves out the front door

"I think we just got dumped." Damon comments as Jeremy and I walk into the living room

"We need Bonnie. Why hasn't she called us back? It's so unlike her. He can't stay like this." Elena frantically responds

"Elena, Bonnie can't help us." Oh boy. Shits about to get real sad, real quick.

"I'm going to Matt's" Jeremy awkwardly announce before practically running to the door. Wow, thanks for that Jer now I'm stuck with this couple by myself.

"Did you talk to her? What did she say? There's got to be something that she can do. I mean, she'll figure it out. She always does." Elena continued. Damon walked up to her and placed his hands on her shoulders, bracing her for the news he was about to tell her. He takes a deep breath in before speaking.

"Bonnie's dead, Elena."

"What?!" Elena breathes in shock

"She's dead. I'm sorry." Damon responds without looking at her. Elena shakes her head in disbelief as her lips shake in shock and sadness. Elena turns around, walking towards the staircase

"Elena" Damon begins, trying to call her back

"I just… I need a minute" Her voice riddled with grief, she ascended up the stairs leaving Damon and I alone

"So…" I begin as we both take a seat next to each other on the sofa

"That was hella sad" I comment

"Hella?" Damon questions and I laugh at his ignorance, which thankfully gets him to let out a chuckle, relieving the sadness in the air

"So, what now?" I sigh

"You're gonna stay here the night, I'll drive you back in the morning" I nod in understanding before he stands, guiding me to a room I can stay in for the night. The room was extremely nice but I didn't expect anything less after seeing the rest of the house. I sat down on the Egyptian cotton sheets on the bed

"We'll give it a night for that vervain to get out of your system and then compel you in the morning" Damon told me. I had learned from Jeremy about vervain and compulsion. Damon had begun to leave the room when what he had said fully sunk it

"Wait," He stopped. "Compel me? Why do you need to compel me?" He breathed a loud sigh before turning around, coming to sit with me on the bed

"Trinity, you can't remember any of this"

"Why not? I can't just forget that I live with a bunch of vampires, or- or that I'm a witch who can cast spells. I just can't forget that" I argue

"You have to" He explains with a sigh. I have to? Why? I look towards the ground as I thought about the prospect of forgetting all of this, forgetting what I was.

"What if I don't want to forget?" I say, my voice barely above a whisper as I look into his baby blue eyes. His eyes search mine and I feel those butterflies in my stomach again, those tingles in my face. His eyes always seemed to have that effect on me. Reaching his hand up, I flinched slightly as he cupped my cheek in his hand

"That's why you can't remember. I don't want you to be scared" He sadly tells me, his voice now much lower as well

"You don't want me to be scared or you don't want me to be scared of you?" His eyes divert away from mine and his hand drops from my face.

"We'll talk about it another time. Get some sleep." And with that he left. Yeah right, like there was any chance of that happening.

The next morning after a restlessness night of sleep, I was awoken by a sound coming from the next room. Stretching up in my temporary bed, I got to my feet and went to investigate. I slowly tip toed down the hallway and came across another bedroom with the door open with Elena and Damon in it.

"I don't have any clothes. I have nothing to wear. I mean, I burned my house down with all of my funeral clothes in it. I'm supposed to be strong, I'm supposed to have learned how to handle this, but...I can't. I can't keep doing this, Damon. Stefan's gone, Bonnie's dead. She gave up her life so that I could have my brother back, and I didn't even know about it." Elena cried

"I know."

"I can't believe this is happening." Damon grabbed her and wrapped her in a hug as she continued to cry

"I can't believe she's gone." I watched Elena sob into Damon's shoulder

"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." Damon lovingly strokes her hair. I raised my fist and gently knocked against the door frame, pulling the two apart

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt" I apologise even though I technically did mean it

"No, it's okay" Elena's shaky voice responded as she wiped away at her tears

"I overheard you're having a funeral for Bonnie and I know I didn't know he or anything but would you mind if I came? I just feel this connection with her. Maybe because we're both witches but I just... I want to be there" I ask

"Of course, you can, Bonnie would've wanted it that way"

Damon, Elena, Caroline, and a boy they introduced to me as Matt and I walked through the woods, walking towards Bonnie's makeshift grave. We came across a stump of a tree that had been cut down with Jeremy dressed in suit, placing a photo on top of the stump. I watched Caroline then place black and red cheerleading pom poms beside it. Matt, then places a lifeguard whistle on the stump. Elena was next and she scatters white feathers over the stump and all the other items, until she can't hold it in anymore and breaks down crying and Caroline moves forward to hug her. Damon then places the grimoire form last night in amongst all the other items. I felt bad that I had nothing to place alongside the other items but I didn't know her and I hoped she would be okay with that. Jeremy grabbed a bell that was sitting on the stump.

"We ring this bell in honour of Bonnie, in remembrance for her." Jeremy announces, ringing the bell before placing it back where he found it.

"I'm not sure what else to say." He tells us before looking to his side, as if a presence was there. I'm gonna guess it was Bonnie

"She says that she's not going anywhere, that she has been here all along. Bonnie has watched you have the summer of your life." Jeremy continues then turns to Elena

"And she saw you happy, and she knows you think that you cant have a normal life… that you have to be there for everyone, but you don't. Everyone will find their way, so you are gonna repack your things your things, you're gonna go back to college, and you're gonna live it up." Elena's crying never ceases and my heart hurts with sadness for her. We had become friends and to see everyone so heartbroken made me feel… yucky. Jeremy then turned his attention to Matt

"You didn't do anything wrong, Matt. You know I would have sent you three hundred e-mails back if I could. I miss you."

"Caroline... She watched you decorate that dorm room like your life depended on it." This thankfully elicited a laugh from Caroline.

"And she knows that college isn't everything you expected and that you feel like something's missing, but...Tyler..." That made no sense Jeremy. I watched everyone turn their heads in confusion and I followed to find 'Tyler, Caroline's boyfriend. He was holding a white rose in his hands as Caroline rushed to envelope him in a hug. They walk back towards the group together and Tyler places the rose on the stump.

"And last but not least Trinity" Jeremy continues, snapping all our focuses back to Jeremy.

"Oh, she doesn't have to say anything to me, I just came to pay my respects" I intervene because she really didn't have to say anything to me.

"She says you're gonna be an amazing witch" Jeremy tells me. That was a relief to hear

"And that you've handled all of this so much better than she ever did" Everyone and I shared a chuckle about that

"She wants you to have this" Jeremy picks up the grimoire before making his way over to me

"No, no really, it's okay. I can't accept that" I defend, crossing my arms so I wouldn't have to take the book. I mean sure, I would love to have a grimoire so I could practise and learn everything but this was Bonnie's book and she as dead. I couldn't

"She insists. She has no use for it anymore" Jeremy tells me. I slowly and reluctantly uncross my arms from my chest and take the book

"Thank you" I thank to no one in particular because I was really thanking Bonnie. I looked around the group and saw everyone hugging their loved ones with an exception of Matt and I. AKA the lonely single people. I breathed in deeply, hugging the book to my chest, ready to begin my live as a witch.

DUN DUN... Dramatic chapter I know. What did you guys think? Do you guys have any ideas on where you want this story to go? Please review your thoughts. And a massive thank you to everyone who reviewed last chapter and for those with questions, don't worry, they will all be answered soon ;)