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So I decided to write another original chapter since you guys liked the last one:), I'll be putting these chapters in every now and then so it keeps everything lively and mysterious:)

Disclaimer: only own Liz, nothing else sadly

It had only been a day since the Damon incident; at least I think it was Damon. What I saw in my mirror was too animalistic to be Damon. It was impossible for someone to look like that, but I know what I saw. I saw fangs. But I know they don't exist, they can't exist, and they just couldn't I know that.

I was sitting in the Grill, trying to collect my thoughts and do my homework at the same time. Not the best combination. My mind kept wondering back to Damon and what I saw, or at least what I think I saw. I shook my head and tried to focus on my math homework, but so far it wasn't working out.

I was also kinda nervous. I was mostly afraid that if I was left alone, Damon would appear and do who knows what. I didn't want that to happen again. Last night scared the crap out of me. Every so often I would turn around and see if I could see him, or if it even is him. Now I can't even tell when something is real or not. It's kinda pathetic when I thought about it. I knew I was letting my mind play tricks on me and such, but I atill couldn't help but feel scared and all.

I heard the seat across from me squeak and I looked up to see Stefan. I was surprised; Elena said she hadn't heard from him in a couple of days; even since the Founders party. Why, of all places, would he be here? And coming to see me of all people?

"Hello, Liz," he sat down and looked at me seriously. I closed my stuff, and looked him in the eye too.

"Hey Stefan, you know Elena's been waiting for a call right?"

"I know, but I came to see you today," he said seriously. I was rather surprised. Why would he want to talk to me?

"Oh, and what would that be?" I asked curiously.

"It's about Damon," I got cold over at the mention of his name. I'm not gonna lie and say that I was scared to hell yesterday when the mirror incident happened. I didn't know what would happen and I didn't want to find out.

"Um, what about Damon?" I didn't want Stefan to know I was scared of Damon at the moment.

"Did he by any chance contact you at all yesterday?" he jumped right in. once again I was shocked. How did he know that?

"Actually yeah he did; how'd you know about that?"

Before he got the chance to answer though, a waitress came by to take my plate away. She flirted with Stefan while I wanted gauge my eyes out with my butter knife. She finally left after an extra five minutes and I sighed, relieved.

"What were you going to say, Stefan?" I asked.

"Whatever he tried to do, whatever he said, you can't listen to him. No matter what," he said so seriously. What was his problem? From what Damon said, he was in so much pain right now. And here, his own brother is telling me to not listen to his cries for help.

"And why's that?"

"Damon is manipulative; he only does what he wants and will do anything to get what he wants. He will use anyone he can and won't care if he hurts them or not,"

"That's a little harsh don't you think?" I mean, who bashes on their own sibling like that?

"It may be, but it's true; you saw what he did to Caroline," he mentioned. Wait, hold up. He knew about that? And he didn't do a damn thing to stop him?

"You knew he was hurting her? And you didn't stop to think and try to stop him?"

"Like I said, Damon only does what he wants and will use anyone he wants,"

"You didn't answer me. The bite marks on her back, there were a lot of them. I mean I saw his-" I stopped myself from going further. I didn't want to say too much. I mean, does Stefan know about his own brother?

"You saw what Liz?" he pressed on.

"I don't know what I saw to be honest," I replied sincerely. I really didn't know what I saw, but I know it was something.

"But you did see something? He asked as if reading my mind.

"Yeah, but I don't know what the hell it was. I mean one minute I'm in my bathroom and the next thing I know," I stop again.

"What Liz?"

"You'll think I'm crazy if I say anymore," I try to avoid eye contact. I even thought I was crazy.

"No I won't; I always listen before I judge,"

"Okay then. I thought I saw fangs," I saw him visibly stiffen. "I mean that's impossible right? Vampires don't exist right?" I finally said that stupid word. Vampires, such a stupid thing to say. I mean, they only exist in stories for the love of God.

"Are you sure that's what you saw?" he said through clenched teeth.

"Like I said, I don't know what I saw. But it was something, not human." I finally put a name to it, even if it sounded stupid.

"What Damon did, was something I don't think you can grasp," he leaned on the table arms folded over another.

"I don't understand, what do you mean I can't grasp what I saw? I know what I saw but I don't know what exactly it is," I said exasperated. How many times was I going to repeat myself? Sheesh.

Stefan than leaned over to me, I was leveled with his eyes.

"You saw nothing, you saw no fangs; there is no such thing as vampires. Damon was never following you, you never saw him." He said sternly. I looked deeply into his eyes and saw them dilate. I couldn't stop staring into them.

"I never saw him," I repeated.

"You had a normal day yesterday, you never thought of him at all," he continued

"I didn't think of Damon yesterday," I said.

I was then all alone, outside and next to my car. Shrugging a feeling off, I head home.

Stefan's P.O.V.

I felt as though the world weighted over ten tons. My heart was as heavy as ice. I made a vow to protect Elena. Not once did I think Elizabeth would be involved in this. Damon has now made his point that he will not leave her be as long as he is here. But that won't be for much longer.

Soon, Liz will be left with peace and Damon will be nothing but a memory. I don't know if the compulsion will last. I'm not as strong as Damon, because of who I am. But I have no regrets on the way I live. Damon will always be stronger than I am. But not anymore. He is now weak and will soon become a living mummy.

I was soon at the boarding house and made my way down to the cellar. There he was, laying on his back, propped up against the wall. Looking as weak as ever. His skin was a sickly white and he was closer to weakness than ever.

"Did you give Liz my greetings?' he rasped out. I didn't know he was awake. He opened his eyes and fixed me with a glare.

"Someone had to fix your mess," ironic, I said the same exact thing with Vicki, Matt's sister.

"Was she as scared as I hoped?" he sounded so amused. I wish I could tear his throat out.

"Because of you, she was a total wreck toady. She couldn't tell the difference from reality. She thought she was going crazy,"

"Well maybe she is," he offered. "So did your compulsion work this time? Or is it going to wear off like with that other girl?" he said smugly. No matter how weak he was, he could still be a prick.

"As long as you're in here, you can't touch her,"

"True, but I can still mess with her mind,"

"Not after today; only a couple of more days and you'll be weak enough to move to the family crypt,"

"Don't be so full of yourself Stefan; that's my job. You really think you can keep me locked up in here? I'll get out eventually." He said, slowly creeping towards sleep.

"Even if that were to happen, you'd only be able to go out in the day," I made sure to take his ring while I could. Better to be safe than sorry.

He looked down at his hand and finally saw his ring missing. I heard him curse and finally pass out. Hopefully, that would have be the last time I to talk to him.

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