I jump as I hear a scream. The scream had come from downstairs, and the voice was unmistakably Caroline's.

Without blinking, I run down the stairs. I had to hold the towel up against me so it wouldn't fall. What did Damon do now? He had said 'You will be sorry'. He wouldn't hurt Caroline, he wouldn't. Would he?

I stop at the top of the stairs and let out a loud gasp. On the ground at the bottom of the stairs was Caroline, lying on her side. She wasn't moving and she was unconscious. I found that I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even move. Oh god, this was my fault.

It takes me a second before rushing down the stairs to Caroline's aid. I start to shake her body, hoping, praying that there was still some life left in her.

"Oh god; Caroline wake up, wake up," I start to sob. I continued to shake her body franticly. She couldn't be dead; she couldn't. I was about to check for a pulse, when someone pulls me off the ground.

"Stop, let me go," I cry while struggling to get out of the person's hold. I was surprised that my towel still managed to stay on. I turn around to see Damon was the one who pulled me off the ground. I could feel fury build up inside me.

"You!" I scream while pointing at him. "You're the one who did this! This is your fault!" I scream while raising my hand to slap him. Damon catches my hand in mid-air with a bone crushing grip. I try to pry his hand off my arm, but he was stronger than he looked.

"Elena, calm down," Damon demands. My jaw just drops. I gave him a look of disbelief.

"You just killed my best friend, and you expect me to calm down," I say while choking on sobs. Tears were streaming down my face shamelessly. There was no look of guilt on Damon's face. He didn't even care.

"She's not dead, yet," Damon says. I take in a deep breath while glaring at him.

"What are you trying to prove?" I sob. I knew that Damon had done some very evil things to me, but never had I expected this. Damon slowly lets go of my arm. I was going to slap him again, but there was no use.

"I'm trying to show you how easy it is for me to kill the people you love," Damon says while taking a step closer to me. My chest was heaving and my eye sight was blurry from tears.

"You tried to kill Caroline just because I wouldn't kiss you?" I cry now flinging myself onto him. I was so angry; I couldn't care less if he killed me.

I watch as Damon's eyes grow wide, as he clearly didn't expect me to attack him. With a loud bang, I knock Damon onto the ground. I land on top of him, and start to bite hit and punch as much as possible. Obviously it didn't last very long.

With a quick, swift movement Damon rolled over so fast he blurred, and pinned me to the ground. Damon wasn't so gentle, as when I hit the floor, I banged my head against it. For a small moment, the air was knocked out of me. My vision went blurry, and I could see little stars. It doesn't' take long for me to recover.

Damon was hovering over me, but not squishing me. Damon's face wasn't far away from mine. I couldn't hit him, as he had my arms pinned to the floor; and I couldn't kick as his legs had my legs stuck to the ground too.

"No, I'm trying to show you what I'm capable of," Damon growls.

"Get off of me!" I scream while trying to squirm my way out of his hold. I didn't get very far. My cheeks were stained with tears and I had a runny nose. After all this struggling, my towel still managed to stay on.

"Stop struggling, Elena. It won't do you no-" Damon starts, but was interrupted when I spit on his face. I couldn't help it. And I knew I was going to get in some deep shit for it too. I watch as he wipes away the spit with his hands. I didn't stop glaring at him.

"Elena, you're going to want to be nice to me. Unless you want your best friend to die," Damon warns, his face inches away from mine now. I was no longer crying. I had run out of tears a while ago.

"What do you mean?" I ask my voice weak. I had almost lost my voice from crying and screaming so much.

"Exactly what I just said," Damon mumbles. His blue eyes were locked into mine .My eyes were full of hatred.

"So what, you want me to kiss you?" I hiss at him. He looked amused.

"That's not what I'm trying to say; but you can if you want to," Damon purrs. If I had a free hand I would have smacked him across the face.

"Go to hell," I curse at him. He just tilts his head to the side.

"This is exactly what I'm trying to say. I want you to learn some respect," mumbles Damon while standing up. It doesn't take long for me to get back onto my feet.

"I have no respect for you," I growl while fixing my towel so it wasn't as loose.

"That's a shame; I was hoping that I could heal little Blondie here. Too bad she's going to die," Damon sighs while shrugging his shoulders.

"Wait," I gasp. Damon slowly turns around to face me. I wasn't going to let Caroline die because of my stubbornness.

"What do I have to do, in order for you to heal Caroline?" I ask quietly. A devilish grin appears on Damon's face. I could tell that he was enjoying this immensely.

"I just want you to have a little more respect," Damon says while walking over to me. "Do you think you can do that?" Damon asks while arching an eyebrow.

"If you heal Caroline," I say defeated. Damon smiles before walking over to Caroline. I watch as Damon bites his wrist and feeds his blood to Caroline. I felt sickened that Damon was even acting like this. Hurting me was one thing, but hurting Caroline. A few moments pass before Damon stands up.

"That should be enough," mumbles Damon. I was standing across the room with my arms crossed. I watch as Damon turns to face me.

"Well?" Damon says. I knew what he wanted to hear.

"Thank you," I mumble sourly. Damon just tilts his head to the side.

"Close enough." I watch as Damon starts to make his way to the door. When Damon reached the door, he turns around to look at me.

"I'll see you at the dance; Oh, and I want you to wear my gift," says Damon before walking out the door. It was more like a demand then a comment. I turn around when I hear someone moan. Caroline was sitting up, holding her head.

"Ohh what happened?" mumble Caroline. I rush over to her and help her up.

"You fell down the stairs and hit your head," I lie while leading her over to the couch.

"That's why my head hurts so much," Caroline says while brushing her fingers through her hair. I say nothing as I go to get her a glass of water.

"Oh god, I better not have any bruises or bumps on my head. I would never be able to cover it up on time before the dance," Caroline gasps. I can't help but to chuckle. Typical Caroline.

"There's none that I can see," I giggle while bringing her the glass of water. I watch as Caroline takes a sip.

What Damon did to Caroline today was unacceptable. He had crossed the line. Tonight I was going to have to drive a stake through his heart, even if it was the last thing I do.

Sorry this chapter was late, I was trying to finish it for last night, but then I left my laptop unintended for fifteen minutes and guess what happened. My cat was sitting on my keyboard and he had somehow managed to close my document, and I didn't save it. So I had to start this from the beginning today lol. I hope this was a good chapter and I need your help. I havn't decided how I want this story to end yet ( if Damon and elena end up together or not) So I want to know what you guys want, and I'll give it some thought. Thank you for all your wonderful reviews – they mean soooo much to me. I hope you have a wonder day/ night and don't forget to REVIEW!

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