Almost a whole week has passed by, and not once have I seen Damon; nor have I dreamt about him! And it's been … weird to wake up and actually remember my dream. The last time I saw Damon was when he pulled Stefan off of me that night.

Later that night Stefan was rushed to the hospital; Damon was telling the truth when he said that Stefan was going to be fine. Though he did end up with a broken nose and a very swollen face; I haven't seen Stefan since that night either. I didn't bother to visit him; he deserved what he got that night. The police came to a conclusion that Stefan was mugged; apparently his wallet was stolen. I knew right away that Damon must have stolen it. Apparently, Stefan couldn't remember anything besides being jumped.

I still haven't told Caroline about what Stefan did, or tried to do that night. I wasn't sure how to bring it up, but I would have to at some point.

For the past few days, Caroline could not stop ranting about the Valentine's Day dance that was coming up in a couple days; it was being held at our high school. She was planning to go with Stefan. I so badly want to inform her about what Stefan did before she actually went to the dance with him; but at the same time, I didn't want to ruin the dance for her. She had been waiting for almost three months now; after all, she's in charge of the dance. I've been trying to decide whether I should tell her about Stefan before or after the dance.

But while Caroline had been preoccupied with the dance, I've been trying to figure out where Damon disappeared off to. Did he get bored toying with me? Was he hurt? Was it something I had said?

It was weird, but I actually kind of … miss him? I wasn't too sure why I felt this way, I just do! And every time I tried to bury the feeling, it always found a way to resurface. It didn't make any sense!

"Elena! Are you even listening to me?" Bonnie demands while snapping her fingers in front of my face.

"Huh? Oh yeah, of course," I say quickly. Bonnie lets out a small sigh.

"Alright, what did I just say?" Bonnie asks while sinking further into the couch and crossing her arms. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

"I'm sorry Bonnie; my mind is just somewhere else," I sigh while brushing my bangs out of my face.

"So what were you saying?" I ask.

"I was saying that earlier today Stefan told me he really needed to speak to you about something; he said it was important," Bonnies sighs. My mind goes completely blank for a moment. The whole past week I was doing my best to avoid Stefan.

"Were those his exact words?" I ask, my voice going dead serious. Bonnie just gives me a confused look.

"Sort of, he said he may be stopping by here later today," Bonnie says while giving me a worried look.

"Is everything alright? What are you not telling me?" Bonnie asks while sitting up straight.

"Everything's fine! Oh damn, I just remembered that I had to go out of town to get something," I say while standing up.

"But I just got here?" Bonnie says with a confused expression. I just shrug my shoulders.

"I'm sorry Bonnie, but it's important!" I lie while bringing Bonnie's shoes to her. Bonnie gives me a disappointed look.

"Alright then; is there any chance that I can come with you?" she asks while putting on her sweater. I just shake my head. I didn't have to go anywhere, but I didn't want to be at the house when Stefan showed. I didn't want to be anywhere near him!

"No, not today; sorry," I sigh while placing my coat on and grabbing the car keys. Bonnie and I say our goodbyes as we climb into our separate vehicles. I watch as Bonnie's go goes left and I decide to take the right.

Where was I supposed to go now? I didn't really have to be anywhere, but I had to find something to kill the time. You could drive past Damon's house, a small voice in my head says. I shove the voice back; there was no way that I was going to go back to his house! Plus, I don't know how to even get there if I wanted to!

After driving around town in circles for fifteen minutes, I decide to go into the grocery store. There were a few food items we were low on, and I had nothing better to do with my time.

When I was finished picking up all the groceries, I still didn't want to drop them off by my house. I wasn't too sure why I was so afraid to face Stefan; I knew that I would have to do it at some point, just not now. So instead of driving around, I decide to draw. I still had all my art supplies from the night that I left them in the car, and with all this chaos that has happened lately, I haven't had much time to myself.

I had absolutely no idea where Damon was? And it's been bugging me; I just wanted to know what he was doing, or where he was. It didn't make any sense? He was so fixed on making me his, and now he just changed his mind? Damon didn't seem like the kind of person who just changes their mind. He seemed like the kind who loves a good challenge; so why did he disappear all of a sudden?

Perhaps I was too boring for him? I mean, why would a vampire want an ordinary human girl? He probably would prefer someone like him! I'm nothing to him; I'm no better than a tiny insect.

It takes me a second to realize what I have drawn. It was Damon, but he wasn't so monstrous looking like he was in my other recent drawings of him; he looked more mysterious. It was quite an alluring drawing of him, probably one of my best yet!

I knew I was going to regret this!

Biting my lip, I pick up all my art supplies and rush to the car. I was going to find his house and see if he was still here or not! I needed to know; if I didn't try, then I would go nuts not knowing where he was! I just needed to know what was going on in his head!

I start driving down random roads that look familiar. It was so funny because last week I swore to myself that I would never go back to his house again, and here I was trying to figure out where it was. I couldn't believe that I was actually doing this! Thinking about it was one thing, but actually doing it! I must have a death wish!

It takes me almost a whole hour, but I had managed to find the house. I also was able to memorize the road, just in case I ever needed to come back here. As my car drives closer to the boarding house, a wave a dread washes over me. It wasn't too late to back out now!

Instead of parking the car in the big driveway, I park it outside the house behind some hedges. I wasn't too sure why I didn't want to park it all the way up there; I just wanted my car to stay hidden. Maybe that way if Damon decides to hold me hostage, if someone saw my car, then they would know that I was here.

My heart starts to pump faster as I walked up the driveway, closer to the house. The house was much bigger then I remembered it to be. It looked empty; there were no cars around, nothing! From what I could see, all the lights were off. Maybe he left?

My heart starts to hammer as I approach the doorstep. Should I knock? Maybe just try and open the door? What do I say if he answers it? Oh God, this was such a bad idea!

Holding my breath, I knock on the wooden door.

Knock …

Knock …

Knock …

I wait outside for a moment and let out a breath when I realized that no one was answering. Maybe this was a sign for me to leave! But, at the same time, I found that I couldn't leave. I needed to know if he was here or not!

Biting my lip, I wrap my fingers around the doorknob and push the door open. I was expecting it to be locked, but it actually opened. Well, obviously he doesn't give a damn if someone broke in or not!

I peek inside the door to see nothing but a hallway; an empty hallway.

"Hello," I call out. No answer. Cautiously, I take a small step inside the house. I listen closely for any sound of moment, or voices, but nothing; absolutely nothing!

"Damon?" I call out again; still no answer. Silently, I close the door behind me and make my way further into the house. It looked the exact same on the inside as I remembered it to be.

The first room that I entered was the living room, or at least that's what it looks like. The furniture was still in the same place; the couch that he had 'compelled' me to sit on was still there, followed by the armchair that he had sat in.

It was only then did I decide that nobody was home. My heartbeat started to settle down, and the knot in my stomach had disappeared. Instead of leaving, I decide to look around the house for a bit more.

I couldn't help but feel some disappointment that he left town; and I didn't understand this feeling at all! Why should I care if he left or not? He was evil, I shouldn't feel anything for him besides hatred and fear; but at the same time, I couldn't control this feeling. It wouldn't go away!

It was only then did I hear the sound of a vehicle pulling into the driveway. I could have sworn my heart stopped beating. Someone was here! And I wasn't supposed to be here!

Panicked, I look around, trying to find a good place to hide. There wasn't much furniture that I could hide behind; oh God what have I done?

I let out a quiet, relieved cry when I spot a closet across the room. It was better than hiding behind the furniture.

I had managed to fit my body into the small closet just as I heard the front door open. I hold my breath, scared that if I even dared to breathe, whoever it was would hear me. I listen as the voice of two different men fill the house. I recognized one of the voices right away; it was Damon; though I didn't recognize the other male's voice.

Coming here was such a stupid idea!

"Brother, I think it should be time that you start leaving," I hear Damon's muffled voice say. Brother? Was the other male's voice Damon's brother? He never mentioned anything about a brother? In fact, he never said anything about his family!

"Are you really that desperate to get rid of me?" The other voice asks. I have to hold back a gasp as the voices get closer. Oh please, don't let them find me!

My head felt like it was about to explode from the lack of oxygen, but I didn't care! I rather suffocate to death then let them find me! If the other man was Damon's brother, did that mean that he was a vampire too?

"You say that as if you were surprised," Damon says. I could recognize the sarcasm behind his tone. I take in a small breath when I hear their voices pass by. The other man says something, but I couldn't manage the words out.

About five minutes have passed by, and I couldn't hear anything but silence. I had to get out of here! If I didn't leave, then they would find me sooner than later!

As quietly as possible, I slowly open the closet door. I peek around to see no one in sight. The door was only across the room! It was now or never!

Before I could take a step, I feel one hand wrap itself around my waist, and the other hand pressing down tightly against my mouth. I try to scream, but found nothing could come out. Whoever the person was, they were holding me tightly against them so I couldn't move. I try to squirm out of their hold, but they didn't even budge.

"Shhhhh don't scream," the voice whispers quietly into my ear. It was only then did I realize that it was Damon. Slowly, he releases me. I whip around and was taken aback with shock. I almost forgot how beautiful he was. Slick black hair, bright blue eyes, and beautiful jaw; almost as if he were photo-shopped!

He was wearing a white tee with dark jeans. His face looked … tense, as if he were flustered?

"What are you doing here?" He demands in a hushed whisper.

"Is that man your brother?" I ask. Immediately, he shushes me. I didn't understand why he was acting this way? He never acts like this?

"You have to get out of here," Damon demands while pushing me towards the door. Before he could get me out the door, a voice interrupts him.

"Brother, who are you talking to?" I hear a voice say from behind us. At the same time, Damon and I both turn around. At the end of the room stood a man. I think my heart skipped a beat; the man was beautiful! Just as beautiful as Damon!

I watch as the man starts to make his way towards us. I look over to see a frustrated look on Damon's face. As the man got closer, the more detail I could make out of him. He had dirty blond hair and the same blue eyes as Damon; except Damon's were brighter.

I hold my breath as the man gradually takes my hand and raises it closer to his mouth.

"Why, I don't believe we've met; I'm Klaus, Damon's brother," he says before placing a gentle kiss on my hand.

:P

I added Klaus! (Hope that wasn't a bad idea :O I was so worried about whether I should add him or not, it was in my mind since chapter 1, but I wasn't sure what you guys would think! I hope it wasn't a bad idea)

(And don't worry, I still plan to have sexy delena moments ;D but now there will be another Salvatore brother ) :P

Review your thoughts, tell me whether it was a good or bad idea and thanks for readin!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Xoxoxo- magicangel33