Chapter Seven – Stefan, The Hero

"Is this a bad time?" I asked, about to laugh.

Damon perked up when he heard my voice, and rushed to the door, pushing Stefan away a little. He leaned on the doorway, and smiled.

"Hello, Amber."

I rolled my eyes. We both walked in, and Bonnie and I were about to sit down, but Damon grabbed my arm before I could go anywhere.

"I have to speak to Amber for a moment...alone." he said, to Bonnie and Stefan. They nodded.

Damon dragged me to a hallway, and turned a corner. He then slammed me against the wall, him staring me in the eyes.

"You must think you're soo funny."

I looked at him confused. "Huh?"

"You know damn well what i'm talking about. You disappeared on me, went poof, vanished."

I laughed. "I forgot to turn off my alarm clock. And I told you Damon, i'm not having sex with you. Not in a dream, not in real life."

He kept staring at my lips, and I know full well what he wanted.

A smug smile formed across my features. Funny, how the turn of events have happened in the past few days. Two days ago we hated each other. Now he wanted to kiss me.

"I can't stop thinking about it...it's driving me crazy." he stated, with a blank look on his face, still looking at my lips.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.

He looked up from my lips, and into my eyes. "That kiss, last night. It was...different..."

I giggled. "Damon, I was drunk. I kissed you because I didn't know what I was doing. And with that dream last night, if I tried to get out of your arms, you would have gripped me tighter. Your stronger than me, and you could've made that dream go however you wanted it to go. I had no choice."

He kept looking at my lips with a blank look.

I sighed. "I'm not kissing you again, Damon. Never."

He leaned in a little closer, "Just once...just one more time." he pleaded, and kissed me on the lips softly. I just stood there, frozen in place...then, I kissed back. At first, it was soft kisses, then it turned rough. I opened my mouth slightly to let him through, and he slid his tongue in to rub mine.

Both of his hands flew up to my head, deepening the kiss and giving it a romantic touch.

My hands were on his sides, pulling him closer. I swear, if we hadn't hated each other so much, this would have been romantic. But all of the stuff Damon's been doing since last night, when we kissed for the first time, the dreams...have they been because he liked me?

I pulled away, and slipped out of his arms. I quickly ran away, but he appeared in front of me.

"Going somewhere?" He asked with a smirk.

I scoffed, and rolled my eyes. "Yes, dad."

He snorted, and I ran past him, jumped onto the couch and held onto Stefan.

Stefan laughed. "Are you scared of Damon?"

I laughed, and pulled away from him. "Hell no. He's just annoying."

Stefan laughed, and nodded.

"Let's watch a movie." I said, and got up. I walked over to the movie shelf and I picked out "Scream". I popped it in the DVD player and I sat back down on the couch.

Then I felt arms wrap around me. Stefan, I never knew you'd get so touchy!

I looked at him. It was Damon.

Once again; Damn you, Salvatore.

The movie started, and Damon kept making stupid comments about Drew Barrymore's acting, and how stupid she was. Stefan laughed at a few things he said.

The scene came up, when the killer stabbed her in the heart. I shrank back, and winced. Damn, that looked painful.

Damon laughed at my reaction. That bastard.

"Gahh, shut up! That looked so painful." I whined.

He chuckled, and looked blankly at the ground. Suddenly, a bright smile came upon his face as if he just came up with an idea.

"You better be good, or else...I know exactly what to do to you in your dream." He whispered in my ear.

Oh no...oh no oh no oh no. He wasn't serious, was he?

I sighed, and looked at the screen. God, Damon just makes me want to scream sometimes.

"Shh, it's just a movie." He grinned, and kissed my hair. What the hell? He's acting like he cares.

I gave him a confused look. "Why are you acting this way, Damon?" I asked.

His face went blank, and stared up at the screen. I'm gonna have to ask that later.

Then came Tatum's kill. I shivered. Oooo, that looked PAINFUL. "Oooo, I felt that." I shivered again.

Damon looked down at me and laughed. "The more you shudder or shiver, the more ideas you're giving me to torture you later." he whispered in my ear.

I snorted. "I have ideas and plans in order to escape you, Damon. You're just like Freddy Krueger. I shouldn't act scared...that gives you power, and all I have to do is not sleep. Also, set my alarm really early if I do fall asleep. Simple."

He laughed. "You can't escape what i'm planning tonight." he said evily, into my ear.

"Oh, and what's that. Raping me until I can't stand up for weeks? They are just dreams, Damon. I can't really feel what you are doing to me." I rolled my eyes.

"You will tonight." he smirked evily.

Now, I was a little scared. Would he be able to do that? Did he have that much power?

I had ideas running through my head to escape this eventual nightmare that would come my way. Then, it hit me.

Stefan.

He could get me out of this. Maybe...I don't know what Stefan can do, but maybe, just maybe...if I act like it's REALLY bothering me, go into tears and such...Stefan would help me. I can only hope.

It was in the middle of the movie when I managed to wiggle out of Damon's grasp and sat next to Stefan.

"Stefan. I need to talk to you." I said seriously, as if I was about to tell him the world would end.

He nodded, and followed me to the hallway. As I passed Damon, he gave me a confused, yet worried look.

Stefan pulled me into the hallway with him, just out of Damon's ear-shot.

"I need you to help me." I said worriedly.

His face went from a smile, to a concerned face."Why what's wrong?"

"Damon. He's been invading my dreams lately, making me dream...terrifying, disturbing, traumatizing dreams." Tears welled up in my eyes. "I think i'm gonna go crazy."

He put both of his hands on my shoulders. "What is he making you dream about?"

I inhaled sharply, and looked at the ground as tears fell down my face. Man, I was a great actress.

"Like, getting attacked, and...being killed. I just – I..." I stuttered, and he pulled me into his embrace. Somehow, I felt safe in his arms. Not like I viewed Damon as dangerous, but being with Stefan made me feel...safe. At ease.

"I'll fix it. Don't worry." he cooed, and kissed my hair.

Wait – he did not just do that. Maybe he did it to comfort me?

I pulled away. "Thanks Stefan." I smiled sadly, and was about to leave when he grabbed me and pulled me back.

"Just be careful, okay?" he said out of concern, like a father.

I nodded. "Thank you." and I pecked him on the lips.

Uhh...too far? Maybe it's too soon since Elena and him just got into a fight?

But he didn't see it that way. After I pulled away, he touched his lips in fascination.

"Stefan...?" I questioned, worried.

He smiled back up at me. "It's nothing."

"Too soon?" I asked.

He smiled and shook his head. "I'm over Elena. And, thank you for the kiss. It just, felt different..."

Oh god. Not those two words. 'Felt different'. Did both of the Salvatore brothers feel something when I kissed them?

Ha, probably not. That's impossible.

I walked back to the living room, and Stefan grabbed my hand once we were in sight of Damon again.

Whoa, what was this supposed to mean?

I'm pretty sure he's just trying to be protective.

Damon's eyes looked at us, then they dropped down to our hands. He held a blank stare at them, and me feeling uncomfortable, let go.

Stefan smiled at me once I did, knowing instantly why I had, and sent me an apologetic look through his eyes. He still looked tired.

Which reminded me...

"Why are you so tired? And why was Damon throwing a hissy fit when we got here?" I whispered.

He laughed, and whispered, "Oh, that. Once morning hit, Damon was really angry for some reason. Then he came in my room, and started yelling at me about the most random things...then he started getting angrier by the second, and threw glass around. I was trying to calm him down when you girls came, and apparently he became calm again."

I giggled, knowing why he was angry.

Then, he randomly asked, "Why did you kiss me earlier?"

I smiled. "Because, you're doing something nice for me. It was just a friendly gesture."

"Oh." he smiled, and we both turned back to the movie.

At the scary parts, I hid my face in Stefan's shoulder. I would hear a laugh from Damon every now and then because of it. Stefan got so used to it, that he held me in his arms in a friendly way during the rest of the movie. When it ended, I jumped up.

"Okay, movie's over! Time to go home...and I swear to God Bonnie, If you think I am sleeping alone tonight..." I said.

She giggled. "Yes, I will sleepover your house."

I stretched, and Bonnie and I were about to leave. Bonnie opened the door, and I was about to step out too when an arm yanked me back.

What was I, a rag doll?

This person pulled me back far enough, so that they could whisper in my ear, "You really think Stefie-boy can stop me? He has no chance. I'm pulling out all my guns tonight...be prepared."

Damn it, Damon.

I struggled lose from his grip, and I walked outside the door. Bonnie parked her car outside my house, and once we got in my bedroom, we fell on the bed and fell asleep.

You wanna scare me, Salvatore? Bring it on, Damon.