Hey guys! This update came out a little earlier because I knew I'd get caught up in Christmas and New Years. Please, please review and if you want to suggest things that I should add- please PM me! Merry Christmas You Guys!
Katherine slid down against the wall, a tear escaping the corner of her lapis lazuli left eye. It had all been a dream, and Damon was probably still in Mystic Falls, not ever even thinking about her. She held her head in her hands and sobbed.
"Dear Diary, I don't think I will ever talk to Damon Salvatore again. He took me to France without reason and almost as soon as we had gotten there, we flew back home. It should have been fun, but I missed Stefan and Jenna and Jeremy, Bonnie and everyone else who was back in Mystic Falls. The time we were in Paris, he spoke so crudely, but when I was really homesick, he spoke so gently. He kissed me. I was completely surprised and upset and I'm ashamed to say this but I liked it. He brought me home shortly after that and on the plane ride home, he told me he had no feelings for me and that he had only kissed me because he had felt sorry for me. I tried to be patient and I even called him and asked him about it! But he is so damn stubborn! He told me he didn't bring me home and I clearly remember him doing so.
When I got home I swore to myself that I would never let myself have feelings for him again. Still, though, he was almost as adamant as I was when he told me that he hadn't brought me home. I wouldn't and I couldn't believe that someone else had brought me home. But when I told Damon, he told me to think as hard as I could about who had brought me home. I knew the drill. Stefan had been lecturing me about wearing my necklace, just in case someone tried to compel me. If Damon had been telling the truth, then there was a small possibility that someone had compelled me. But I'm still not convinced.
I keep having nightmares. Stefan, Damon, and me are in them. I am running through fog as fast as I can and I can see that I am in a panic. I sneak a look over my shoulder and some mysterious man is following me. He has ear-long hair, tall in the shoulders, high cheekbones, big feet, and an inhumanly beautiful face, smiling a dangerous smile. He seems so familiar and so dangerous at the same time. I begin to pick up speed and become more frightened. I jerked my head around to see Damon standing there. He scoops me up into his arms and kisses me fiercely. Then he takes off running. But he's too late. I look down at Damon's chest and I see a thick wooden stake. Damon falls down to his knees and I scream and run away. He catches up to me easily, throwing me to the ground. He lies on top of me, biting my body all over and tearing off my clothes. I start to scream for help, but nobody ever comes.
All of the sudden, I'd jerk up in bed. No one ever is in my room. Everything is quiet, save the curtains billowing. I am not hurt, my necklace is still on, but I never opened the window.
I am going to take a nap, but I hope that the nightmare will not follow me.
Elena finished writing and put down her diary. For the second time, she walked over to her window to make sure that is was secure. It was. She slid into her bed and under her covers. Elena tossed and turned into an uncomfortable sleep, where her nightmare haunted her again and again.