Chapter 8

"Get me out of here!" I hissed at Damon breathlessly.

"Why what's wrong?" he asked as he wound his arm around my waist and pulled to my feet.

"Get me out of here while I still have control of my thoughts, god damn it!" Elena approached me "Keep her away from me." I whispered to Sasha as Damon hurried me out the room finally understanding what was happening. I grabbed my car keys of the side bored in passing.

"No Elena, you need to stay here."

"Why? What's going on? Is she okay?"

"I don't know. I don't know anything." I could see Sasha turning round to look in the direction me and Damon were heading in.

It was harder for me to walk the further away I became from Elena, it was like she was keeping me moving, however, I knew that if Damon let me go, I would head straight for Elena and do some damage, damage that probably couldn't be repaired. My feet where starting to drag no matter how hard I tried to move them, there were no way I was getting out of here on my own two feet.

It was like Damon had read my mind because at that moment he had scoped me up in his arms and walked towards the door at me. I looked uncontrollably over his shoulder to see Elena, just Elena, in the middle of the hallway staring after us, her eyes full of concern. In that minute it took everything I had left in me not to jump out of Damon's arms and pounce at her. I couldn't do that, I was fighting myself in Damon's arm. He was holding me so tight and just casually walking closer and closer to the door. It was like he slowed to tease me but I knew he hadn't. The blood surging through my veins was burning my skin, all I could see was the blood pumping through the veins on Elena's neck as she stared at me.

That was the worst part, the actually craving for blood that I had never truly experienced and never desired too. Right now I needed a distraction; however, none of them were coming. I knew that the way I was looking at her must be derange and was probably scaring her more than the feeling inside was scaring me. I had to get away, for her sake as well as my own.

Damon crossed the threshold and as he did, my vision went, along with everything else. I had drowned in my fears…

When my sense came back, I was suffering from a massive headache and was laid down in the back seat of my car. My car that was moving but I wasn't driving. I looked up to see the Damon sat in the driver's seat. I don't even remember giving him my keys. I wondered what the time was, where we were, how much gas my car had left. I sat up and wished I hadn't; head rush.

I saw Damon look at me in the rear view but he never said anything. It was just a quick glance that he thought I hadn't noticed. How did I even get to my car anyway?

"Please tell me this isn't you kidnapping me or something?" I asked as I sat up and scrambled through the car into the passengers seat next to him.

"No, what do you remember?"

"Of what? How I woke up in my car after walking into the living room at the Salvatore house? Nothing. I was just about to ask you how I got here."

"Laura, if you hadn't told me to get you out of there you probably would have ripped Elena limb from limb…"

"Oh my god! Did I hurt her?" my mind flashed to Elena standing alone in the hallway as I floated towards the door.

"Don't worry; you didn't lay a finger on her. You still had control of your thoughts, until you passed out that is. You were fighting Laura. Fighting to get free but fighting to stay in my arms at the same time."

"I grabbed my keys on the way past and told you to drive didn't I?"

"Yeah," We both fell silent.

When I walked through the door of the Salvatore house with Damon behind me, it was like Monday night all over again. Everyone rushed out into the hall to make sure it was us. I met Sasha's eyes. She just shook her head at me and walked back into the living room. I had hurt her, hurt her buy not telling her what was going on. I never meant to be she couldn't have known.

I walked down the hall, ignoring everyone else, not caring what they were saying, turned on Stefan when he grabbed my arm in passing, teeth down until he let me go, straight into the living room. Where I flashed in front of Sasha before she could even think of parking her ass and sulking. I just stared at her straight in the eyes. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you, okay, I'm sorry! There are still two vampires in the hall and they can't be hearing this just yet. So look me in the eye and listen because I know you can hear. GOD DAMNS IT SASHA LOOK AT ME! She looked at me and I could tell that she wanted to anywhere but, Klaus compelled me, Sunday night, to help him kill Elena, okay, Damon was there he knows. I couldn't tell you. I was meant to tell you all earlier but Klaus took over. I only just had control of my thought enough to get myself out. If you want to blame someone, blame Damon, Klaus had nothing on me until he came floating in. I couldn't just let him stake him there and then, I didn't agree either, that why he compelled me. Earlier I passed out and when I woke up I didn't know what I was doing in the back of my car or how I got there as all I could remember was entering the living room. Do you know how that feels? Not knowing what you have done, knowing that you could have hurt someone you cared about? It's horrible. I'm so sorry that I couldn't tell you Sasha. So sorry. But now you know, you must promise not to say anything until I do. Okay? She nodded and with tears in her eyes pulled me into a hug.

Amazingly everyone was still out in the hall. I expected them to come in when they didn't hear voices. Damon was ear wigging, he could always hear my thought, at least when I intended them to be heard. I could tell that he had listened by the way he looked at me when I walked out the living room and up the hall to my room. Again I ignored everyone, I needed time to gather my thought before I spilled my deepest, darkest to them all. Somehow I doubt I will survive telling the truth. Stefan will probably kill me before I have the chance to say I'm sorry at all.

I walked into my room and when I turned round from closing the door I was staring at Elena, who was sat calmly on my bed like it was her own. What is it with people sitting on my bed like it was theirs? First Klaus, the Damon, then Caroline and now Elena, it could just be me.

All I could do was stand and stare, I couldn't say anything, and my throat had gone dry. I side-stepped away from the door towards the dresser, eye's still fixed on Elena, I must be freaking her out something wicked.

"Damon!" I called with slight panic in my voice, Elena didn't detect it but I was sure he would. Elena got up off the bed just as the door swung open and Damon came barging trough. He didn't notice Elena at first, just came speed walking to stand in front of me. He put his hand either side of my face and looked at me straight in the eyes.

"Laura, it's okay, whatever it is, and it's okay…"

"I think it's me." Elena said and Damon whirled round to look at her then back at me, his lips moved to make a tiny O shape. It was like everything fell in to place with one look at Elena, the fear on my face, the panic in my voice, all of it.

"Elena, I'm so sorry… I … you have to leave. I'm sorry…" and with that I collapsed in a heap on the floor. I was expecting her to just walk out but she didn't, she walked towards me and sat crossed legged on the floor right in front of me.

"Laura," she placed both hands on my shoulder and I looked up into her deep brown eyes, "Whatever it is that has happened, I trust you, okay, no matter how bad it may seem to you, I trust you, completely. You wont hurt me, I know that's what you afraid of, I saw it in your eyes earlier and I saw it in your eyes just now. I trust you Laura, okay?" I smiled weakly at her and blinked the tear out of my eyes as she pulled us both into our knees and into a hug.

"Thank you." I said when we pulled back and Damon helped us both to our feet. I turned look at him. "I think it's time to tell them…" he placed a figure on my lips.

"Not tonight, you've had a long day and you have school in the morning, make it through tomorrow and then I'll stand by your side and take the blame."

"Sorry dad. Goodnight Elena."

"It'll be okay Laura, I trust you," she gave me another hug, "goodnight."

I woke early next morning, however not as early as before. I had a shower and pulled on some less show stopping cloths. Long white top with a tiger made out of crystals on it, Butler & Wilson, with black legging and white heels. I have loads of heels. I did natural make-up this morning which made me look paler that normally because of my black curls.

As I walked down the hall I heard Damon snoring and as I went past Stefan's room I could hear the shower going. I walked into the kitchen hoping like hell they had some pop tarts or something. They did, thank god! I popped them in the toaster and sat at the table to eat them. I had just finished washing my plate and what ever else I used when Damon walked in, sporting a very sexy case of bed head.

He didn't say anything, he just watched me as I moved around the kitchen drying up and putting stuff away. Kind of creepy really. Without saying a word I walked out of the kitchen leaving him burning holes in the back of my top. I knew he was watching still as I walked down the hall so I flipped him off with a smug smile on my face and I heard him laugh under his breathe.

I pulled up to the Salvatore house at half four with a car full, Elena riding shotgun and Sasha, Bonnie and Caroline in the back. Elena was first through the door and we were all laughing at how I embarrassed Ric today in history. He was going on about The Battle of Willow Creek and how it was in 1860 when in fact it was five years later and the last battle of the civil war, and I'm English. He wasn't too happy, and now when I thought about what I had to do, neither was I. all of my glee had gone.

We walked into the living room to find the guys already there, standing, either behind the couch or the chairs facing the door. I stayed where I was while the girls went and sat down and Damon walked over to me.

"Hey," he said as he put a finger under my chin and lifted my head so I was looking at him "I know you don't want to do this but I am here right beside you and I know that all of this is my fault so don't be afraid to say it. It'll be okay just lets get this over with. Yeah?" he smoothed my hair as I nodded. I took in a deep breathe and walked forward closely followed by Damon.

"Okay, so I know that you are all dying to know what happened Sunday and why I turned up at nine Monday night, especially Caroline," I looked to here and we grinned at one another "the thing is, Sunday night I went for a walk as I had been cupped up in the house all day no thanks to Tyler. Anyway, that's not the point, the point is that while I was out walking I got kidnapped, vamp napped, whatever you want to call, I don't care, just call it something…"

"Your going off the point again…" Damon began but didn't have time to finish.

"Shut up," I turned on him and glared him down "let me do this at my pace; this is my secret, okay? Good, continuing. So after being vamp napped by Klaus I woke up to find my self chained to a chair in some kind of cellar, he had some sort of deranged plan brewing in his head which now involves me…hey, wait, let me finish before you all try to rip me limb from limb.

"He wanted me to help him kill Elena, hold your horses! Jeez, what part of let me finish do you guys not understand? Christ, anyway, I told him that it would never happen because he had nothing to hold over me, nothing that I cared about enough to do as he said…"

"Why do I get the feeling that this is not going to end all happy with you kicking Klaus' ass and him dead?" Bonnie chipped in and received quite a few hushes from everyone but me.

"That was until…Damon came floating in, unconscious, followed by some which called Greta. And you see, well, I tried to play it like he didn't mean anything to me but he was going to stake him and there was no way in hell I was letting that happen, that plus the fact, Stefan you would never have forgiven me no matter how hard you try to act like you don't care about you brother. However there was also no way in hell I was helping him do what he wanted.

"So I managed to break free of the chair, quite impressively actually, shame no-one was there to see it, have a good fight with Klaus but hell, its Klaus, I lost and he compelled me. I can't remember what he compelled me to do because that was part of the compulsion, I'm so sorry." I looked down at my hand, hanging my head in shame. I really didn't want to say all of that but it had to be said.

"What does this mean exactly?" I looked up to find Elena standing in front of everyone else, however it was clear that everyone else wanted to be in front of her, shielding her from the monster that stood before then all.

"It effectively means that…" deep breathe "I… I'm Klaus' puppet."