Unwanted

Helena began to open her eyes slowly and all she saw was two pairs of big round eye balls. One was blue; another was the green ones... She couldn't move. She couldn't feel her legs. She felt like she just got her body amputated and the doctors left her head on the bed.

Everything in her body was very painful. Every shifting she made, there's always a grunt or a sigh of pain present in mouth. She felt disappointed. She was still too weak to fight the people who were attempting to kill the dearest person and the only person she loves.

She slowly moved her head side by side looking for Damon. But he wasn't around. Stefan and Elena were there. They looked very concerned especially the fact that she's not talking. She tried gulping, but her throat was dry… she looked like a thousand hay was stuck into her throat. This only meant one thing… she needs blood now. As she struggled to say, "I… n..need… blo…blood… ri..right… n…now…" and then Elena's eyes lit up as she heard footsteps running up the stairs and then the door began to open and she saw Damon carrying three bags of blood IV's. he held a large scissors and straws too.

"What's that for, Damon?" Stefan asked looking at the blood IV's. Damon looked at him plainly and moved his gaze onto Helena. He nodded and looked back at Stefan. Then Stefan knew.

"Why? Why can't she drink on you?" Stefan asked. "They track me by my connection to her through my blood. She needs another blood so that when she is asleep, she won't dream of Roger and the others." He said. Helena started to struggle to sit up but she couldn't. She couldn't help but force out a load scream as she forced to lift her body. In three seconds after she fell back again, Damon was there propping up the pillows while the blood was in Stefan's hands.

"Damon? Why not with you?" Helena stopped Damon's reaching hands. He looked at her and kissed her forehead. "It's for your own safety…" he smiled weakly. Helena pushed Damon's hands away and she shook her head.

"I don't want to drink it." she said straight. Everyone fell silent. All she could hear was Damon's sigh. He held her hands tightly as he grasped the IV bag into his other hand.

"Please. For your own good." He said. She turned her head back to face him and she searched his eyes. "Would it do YOU any good?" she asked suspiciously. He looked down and shook his head. Everybody knew that the other thing that makes them so close was Helena's feeding on Damon. Helena felt tears well up in her eyes and tried to stop them from falling… but they just stubbornly fell. Damon's head snapped up when he saw a droplet fall upon his red silky blanket. He held her cheeks and wiped her face. She lingered on the hand for a while and then she sniffed.

"I don't care whether they can track me through you, but this is what I know, I need your blood not any others." She held his eyes strongly. Her eyes looked at if it was eating him up, making him promise until he closed his own and nodded. "If you I did not love you, I will never ever agree upon the way your eyes look at me." He solemnly smiled. She smiled back with pride twinkling in her eyes and she found a way to just laugh and giggle. "I know, I know. So can we start our feeding process?" she smiled and then Damon positioned himself to where she can easily feed. After a while they both came down and she smiled.

"Are you hungry for something more edible than blood?" Damon smiled as he leaned on the counter as Helena tried and get herself some cocoa. "I already saw what I want and I'm already drinking it." she raised up her cup to him and she added, "Want to have a sip?" she laughed and Damon accepted the offer.

Hours had passed and everything went well. Elena and Stefan went back to their house to see if everything's okay. Elena wondered how Helena keeps all her fears away and shields them with her smiles. Minutes had passed and then Helena and Elena went outside the garden to talk.

"How're you feeling, really?" Elena said after Damon left with Stefan. Helena watched Damon's retreating form. She sighed and looked at Elena. She opened her mouth to talk but she hesitated and then shut it again. Elena noticed her hesitance so she encouraged her at the same time; she felt that something wasn't right. "What is it? the guys are not around, you can tell me anything…" she reassured Helena when she started shaking her head. Helena looked at her with tears welling up in her eyes.

"They control my thoughts. They communicate with me in my head. They won't let me rest. They won't stop. They're using me to make Damon vulnerable and very weak. I am scared. So scared, I'm frightened that they would really hurt Damon. I'm scared Elena, I don't know what I'm supposed to do… I just…" then she broke down. Elena hugged her tightly and she comforted her.

"Does Damon know about this?" was the only she thing she asked. Helena shook her head. "I was hoping him not knowing about it would stay that way. It would drive him mad so please Elena, don't tell him. Please, I'm begging you…" Helena pleaded. Elena nodded and continued to hold her so that she can let all her worries and fears out through her tears. But suddenly, she felt Helena stiffen within her grasp. She knew something was wrong. She couldn't act nor scream when she saw what was coming for her…

***

"How is Helena?" Stefan asked as he accompanied Damon to the drug store to buy Helena some medicines for her headaches. "I think she's fine. For having Roger's power, she is very brave and strong to fight it. No one can resist his hypnosis. Especially woman as vulnerable and fragile as my Helena." Damon replied as he searched through the tablets. He noticed Stefan's silence and it was disturbing him.

"Why are you asking?" Damon gave him a quizzical look that made Stefan look away. "What are you thinking, little brother?" he added. But Stefan remained silent as ever. He was about to answer Damon when he looked at the sky and noticed it was about to rain. That's odd. Because last night he and Elena were watching the news and the weather forecaster said that it would be sunny all out. Weather reports are accurate. And he sensed something powerful within their reach. Something that would make them go scared. And that's when he knew when Elena began calling and her voice was hysterical…

***

"Miss me, Helena?" an icy voice pierced through the silent garden. "And oh, you brought me your blonde friend!" he added with a laugh. Elena was backing off with Helena, but she couldn't move as much because Helena remained stiff. She wouldn't let Elena move or would she? Elena searched Helena's eyes and what she saw made her freeze into her position.

"Helena? Helena! Snap out of it! Please! Helena! Open your eyes! Roger's power's taking over your soul! Please! Wake up Helena!" she pleaded ash she searched for any signs of improvement. But there was none. Helena's eyes were jet black just like Damon's. Her face was paler than ever and her pinkish blush was no more evident. She looked like a corpse bride wearing blue green satin dress and yellow doll shoes. She opened her mouth for a response and Elena's nerves cranked up as she heard her voice say, "It can't stop. It's no use… I cannot stop it…" her milky wonderful voice was now replaced with a mixture of hoarseness and scary tones. And then Helena focused her eyes on Elena's blue ones. Then she smiled a very wicked grin. And she held tighter on Elena's arms.

"Helena, please…" Elena cried form the pain inflicted from Helena's grip and her fear for her friend. "Stop this…" she whispered as she held on tighter to Helena's shaking shoulders. The next happenings came to her like a blur…

Helena's head shot up and she spoke fiercely, "Get away from me!" she pushed Elena and she flew out from the garden, landing on a bunch of wood. "Elena, go inside! Please, I'll try dealing with them!" Helena ordered and she shrieked from the jolt of pain she felt from a surprisingly strong cold grip form Roger and she was snapped to her side and she closed her eyes shut to get the next blow.

"Now, now my sweet. Tell me where your brother's whereabouts are and I'll let you go on in peace." Roger whispered so softly into Helena's ears that it made her shiver even though that the environment is warm enough. She slowly shook her head and gulped down and replied. "You will not hurt my brother… Nor you will get a track of him." She said with all her might and she felt hands like iron clamps in her throat and she couldn't breathe well. She was panicking. She doesn't know what she's supposed to do now. Damon, oh god I hope you're fine. Please. Please. That was her thoughts while her mind wanders off into space as her air gets limited.

"Don't be so rebellious. I will make you feel pain." Roger's hand tightened in her neck. He will kill her sooner or later if she didn't say the truth. Still, trying to protect Damon, she shook her head and spat, "N…Never!" and then Roger's hands tightened more and she knew she will die. Then with one swift move, she was being thrown down to the ground. She felt pain strike through her back then to her chest as she bounced twice. She moaned in pain as the throwing stopped. And she even tried to stand up but it seemed that she was weak. Roger advanced on her and he bent beside her. "Now, will you tell me where your brother is?" she looked at him and focused her eyes on his. Tears were forming at the corner of her eyes and they trickled down proudly. "Why?" she stuttered through her bruised mouth.

"You just can't follow a simple order do you?" Roger said as his hands flew up in the air. "No, I suppose I can't." Helena shook her head and she closed her eyes shut as tight as she could as she saw Roger's eyes flash with anger and she prepared for the final blow.