Well here it is! I promise I'll make the next chapter ASAP!
We're not in the DE goodness YET. but we're coming... NEAR.
Patience is a virtue my dear readers.

Hope you guys enjoy this! And im dedicating this to my friend Charlie :3 I LOVE YOU BB KO! She just made a account here, and she's spazzing. Because she doesn't know how to operate it -.-
But anyways, after you finish the fic, don't read the my last remark coz I might put a spoiler there, for those people who religiously watch the show.

If you're confused about something, go review and tell me about it, I would really appreciate it ;D
Now that I'm done blabbing... on with the show/fic :D

OH! SPOILERS FROM THE TV SHOW BELOW OKAY? IGNORE IT.


It was like Satan himself set my veins on fire. Sharp burning pain was all over my body in my veins, all over me, inside out. I can feel my consciousness leaving my body. I could also feel someone dragging me somewhere. God my ass hurts from being dragged; the stone, cold ground is hurting me. How did I end up being kidnapped? This is really and utterly stupid. If I find out who did this –

"Is it tight enough?" A high-pitched voice asked.

A voice I've known since 4th grade, a voice that cheered me up and brought me down for the next few years after 4th grade. It was the voice who I hear everyday of my high school life. I just now realized how much I miss this voice, how much I seek the safety and the honest, blunt comments from this voice. We may not have the perfect friendship but I love her to death. It is also the voice that suffered because of me, a voice that lost her possibility on having babies, which she cared for the most. It was also the voice of my dear best friend, Caroline. What a surprise actually. What do they want from me? I bet Damon's behind this. They're probably going to torture me or something.

I can hear a little better now; I can also feel a little better too. I can distinctively hear chains being locked and feel myself being chained. I could feel the cold surface of the metal against my skin. It was really heavy too, but with my vampire strength it was nothing. I could feel them grab my arms and place them behind me, and I can hear the distinct sound of the chain being locked.

Well, this will be fun, and the darkness took over me, in its vast darkness where you don't know where the light is, again, as they injected me with vervain for the second time. It burned through my veins again, it hurts like hell. Maybe I'm in hell. Well… I deserve hell.


I felt myself being pulled in the world of the consciousness, again. But I think this is the time where I'm going to meet my kidnappers, or vampnappers. Talk to them, bargain with them. What do they want anyways? Money? God, vervain also makes vampires stupid do they? Vampnappers? Where did I find that one?

It took me approximately 4 minutes to get my grip on things. But the slight numbness of my body from the second vervain was still there. After a couple of minutes I could finally feel the numbness of my body go away. I could feel my eye lids flutter a bit in my command. My senses were coming back.

What if I give a fight? I'm sure that these vampnappers are stronger than me… under some unfortunate circumstances. Me injected with vervain and all.

I could also sense two people in the same… room, as me? I don't even know where I am, or what kind of place I am right now. I could sense one in front of me, and one right behind me. I know for a fact that one of them is Caroline; I can smell her expensive perfume mixed with the ancient odor of the cell. God, I hate her perfumes. But I always keep my mouth shut; she gets all scary when you tell her something she doesn't want to hear.

And then something clicked inside my head, memories from last night flooded through my blurry vision. It was all jumbled up, but I can still tell parts of it apart. Stefan. I saw Stefan…. So… it's Stefan, Caroline… and Damon together?

I commanded my eyes to open and luckily it obeyed. It was heavy and difficult but I fought through it. It automatically landed on the person right in front of me.

There stood my old lover, my first love, and the person who tried everything to save me. I felt a pang of guilt and remorse comes inside me… How could I ever be stupid to have left him behind? But I did. Nothing can change that anymore. Nothing. Either way, if I stayed I was going to end up hurting him anyways, with my undecided feelings.

I think this is the needed time to turn off my emotions again. I haven't done it in awhile but I know I have a great control over it. I just need it for now, but I'll bring all of it up… later. The first time I did, was a bit disastrous… but I think I can pull this one off.

"Stefan." I said and I sugar coated it a bit with my tone of bitterness.

He didn't say anything he just looked at me with those green eyes that carried pain, hurt, betrayal, and a little bit of joy. Guess he was happy to see me, even just a little bit. It was quickly buried inside of those feelings of anger, and hurt. He understood that I saw it, and he quickly turned it away. All I could do is, stare at him; I searched for any signs of him struggling… I found none. I have to thank Caroline for that.

I tried to move my head and it obliged, I looked at my surroundings and I was in the same cell where Stefan and Damon were once held. My hands where chained behind my back and… I was sitting in a wooden chair; I think I can use this one as a weapon of defense if something goes terribly wrong.

"Caroline." I said acknowledging the person behind me.

"What do I owe this pleasure?" I continued sarcastically. I sounded like Katherine. I don't care, I feel nothing, and I care for nothing.

"We need answers, Elena." Stefan stated seriously. God, he never changed did he?

"Of course you do." I muttered quietly.

"Why are you here?" Caroline started the interrogation immediately.

"None of your business." I said matter-of-factly, as if I'm going to tell them anything, when I can't even tell my own aunt about it.

"Let me try that again. ..Here, Elena?" she demanded with more superiority in her voice.

"Well… let me say it again. None of your business." I replied nonchalantly, they could torture me as long as they want.

"What are you doing here?" Stefan asked me this time, and it was my turn to look at him, and I said, "None of your business.

Why don't they get the hint that I'm not ready talking about it yet? Why couldn't just wait till I'm ready to tell them? They probably think I'm here for revenge or something, they probably think that I'm working on Katherine's side now. I would never work for that bitch that ruined my life.

"Elena…" he said, warningly.

"Stefan…" I said, mocking him, trying to taunt him to do his worst.

"What are you going to torture me? Go ahead; I've been tortured way worse anyways." I continued as the mocking tone left my voice and was quickly replaced by bitterness.

It was the truth, for almost 44 years I've been tortured physically and emotionally. I have suffered enough for 44 years; I don't think I'm going to experience something stunning yet. I can feel that for the next few years or months, I'm just going to have to suffer, telling these people the truth.

"What do you want?" Caroline demanded.

"Nothing."

"Why are you here?"

"None of your business."

"Why now?"

"I have no idea."

"What do you want from us?"

"Absolutely nothing."

"Can you answer a damn question more truthfully?" She exclaimed as she got tired of me. She was fuming now, she couldn't get any answers from me, and I will never give it to her.

And the interrogation continued and continued, and one by one I easily dodged every damn question. I can feel Stefan and Caroline lose their hold on their patience. Stefan started pacing and Caroline started to increase more superiority or threat in her voice.

"Elena don't make us do this." Stefan warned.

I didn't answer; I just looked at him straight in the eye, dead-on. I saw his burning hesitation, he's hesitating… But it was quickly replaced with loyalty as Caroline told him, "Stefan, just do it." I followed Stefan's every move. He walked towards the table on my left that was glued to the wall. I was sadly in the middle of the cell, away from possible weapons. I watched as Stefan reached for his gloves and walked to the other side of the room. Where the vervain is, I could feel my nerves kicking in. When he successfully grabbed one without getting burned, he walked towards me, slowly, trying to give me one more chance out, "Got to hell." I muttered to no one exactly.

"Elena last chance…" Caroline warned.

And then Stefan interjected, I could hear desperation in his voice, but I quickly ignored it, "Elena, don't make me do this –"

"Well aren't we having fun here." Said a very familiar voice from the door, I'm trying so hard to not fall into the depth of his blue eyes that was currently fixed on me.

'What do I do now?' I thought miserably.


Have you guys heard that the Damon-naked-bathtub scene may include Jules in it? :O TVD WRITERS ARE TRYING TO KILL ME, I SWEAR I WILL KILL THEM MYSELF. BUT SRSLY THO. THEY KEEP THROWING WHORES AT DAMON. ICANT. OHMYGOD. I'm surely not gonna watch the episode ever in my life. DNW. I WANT ELENA THERE NOT SOME WHORE. /endrant.

Oh, please Review :3 If I get more reviews... I'll probably post the next chappie... a little faster ;3
more inspiration :P