(Dream)

I'm laying in bed watching Criminal Minds. Then there is a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in!" I called. When the door opened it was Elena. But her cheeks were stained with tears.

"Elena what's wrong?" I asked getting up from my bed. But she turned around and walked into Jeremy's bedroom. I followed her. When I got in her room my eyes started to immediately tear up. Jeremy was laying on his floor dead. I started to sob.

"Jeremy,Jeremy wake up! You have to wake up." I cryed.

"Layla." a voice from behind me said. I turned around and Stefan was there with sad eyes.

"Layla. It's a dream." He told me. I looked back down and Jeremy wasn't there. I got up off the ground and backed away. "Are you real?" I asked Stefan. "I'm in your head, because I opened the link." He explained. "I want to wake up." I told him. I didn't like this dream at all. I tried to wake myself up. I closed my eyes and opened them and again but I was still sleeping. "Stefan, I can't wake up." I told him starting to freak out. But honestly wouldn't you be freaked out too. "I'm going to come down to your house and wake you ?" He told me holding my hands. I nodded my head and then he was gone. I walked back into my room. I got really bored so I opened up the link with Damon even though I was furious with him. But my boredom got the best of me. So I opened the link and Damon appeared. But he didn't look so good.

"Layla?" He asked me. "Hi, asshole." I said with a cheeky smile placed on my face. "Where are we?" He asked looking around. "Well I kind of got stuck in my dream so Stefan is coming to wake me up. Then I got bored and decided to drag you here with me." I explained while still smiling. "Oh, how generous." He said sarcastically. "By the way, even though I am completely furious with you. I missed you." I told him and gave him a hug which he gladly returned. He buried his head in my neck, while his arms went around my waist pulling me closer. When I finally broke the hug he dropped his arms besides him.

"Where have you and your brother been for the past 4 days? What were you doing?" I asked him nicely. "Well your little boyfriend has had his hands full vervaining me and locking me in a cell in the basement waiting for me to we're definitely having the time of our lives." He said the last part with sarcasm. But before I could say anything else, I was waken up.

(End of Dream)

I shot straight up with a light scream. I was all sweaty and tired. I was kind of freaking out. But Stefan was right next to me trying to calm me down. But I sent him a deadly glare. "What?" He asked me seeing I was mad at him. "What? I haven't seen you in four days. And just found out you spent those 4 days locking your brother in a cell vervaining him and starving him. SO forgive me if I'm a little pissed." I told him getting up from my bed. "Alright, I deserved that. But I can't let him hurt anymore people Layla. I wanted to come here to start a new life, away from all things supernatural." He tried to explain to me, but the last thing he said kind of hurt me. He wanted to get away from everything supernatural. Well I'm a witch. But he then realized what he just said. "Layla-" He started. But I cut him off. "Stefan don't. I-I think you should leave." I told him grabbing my robe and going to the bathroom to take a shower, leaving him in my room alone. After me nice relaxing shower I laid down on my bed.

Jeremy walks into my room a couple hours later. "You ok?" He asked me. "Is Vicki in there?" I asked. "Don't answer a question with another question. Maybe. What's wrong with you?" He got suspicious. "I'm miserable." I admitted. "Well, you should go get something to eat." He suggested. He was right I am hungry. I walked downstairs and I heard someone cooking.

"Jenna, if your cooking right now. Please don't burn down the house. I said walking down the stairs knowing Jenna can't cook. But when I walked into the kitchen I didn't see her. I saw Stefan.

"Stefan? What are you doing here?" I asked with a straight face. "Dinner. Jeremy told me that Chicken Parmesan is one of your favorites, and I happen to be a good cook. The Italian roots demand it. I can even make my own homemade mozzarella. Only tonight, it is unfortunately store bought. Sorry." He told me. Ughh, Jeremy tricked me.

"I don't know what you're trying to accomplish." I said suspiciously. "You believe that I'm trying to get away from you. Well I'm here to tell you otherwise. And a little bit about me and my past. So if you dump me you'll, uh, know who you're dumping." He explains. "So let's start with Katherine."

"Stefan…." I started but this time he interrupted me. Okay I kind of deserved that. "She was...the most beautiful girl that I had ever met. She had this perfect olive skin. And she had this laugh. It was ridiculous. I mean, her laugh made you laugh. And she was fun. She knew how to have a good time. But Katherine was also very impatient and entitled and selfish, and, um, impulsive. Enter Damon. He claims that he was with her first. I don't know. I do know that I did some things that...I'm not proud of. And my biggest regret...is not being able to make it right before she died. I miss her, but...I'm no longer crippled by her loss." He continued to explain.

"Was she a vampire to?" I asked and he nodded.

"I'm an avid reader, a huge Fitzgerald fan, "The Great Gatsby", his masterpiece. But I'm no snob. I love some good Grisham. I think "Seinfeld" is the best American television show for the past 50 years, but "I Love Lucy" is all-time. "The loving cup" episode was the best, I think. Huge Scorsese fan. I can watch "Taxi Driver" over and over again." He told me while continuing to cook.

"Here, let me." I offered taking the knife from him and started to cut the garlic. "As far as music, it's pretty much across the board. Um, Dylan, Hendrix, Patsy, Willie. A little Kanye. You know what? I even like that one Miley song." He explained further and I smirked at the last part. "Easy." He told me. "I didn't say anything. Hey, this is for the garlic bread, right? Because I'm not eating garlic unless you agree to, too." I informed him. "Are you kidding? I love garlic." He smiled. But then I cut my finger with the knife.

"Ow! Ahh." I winced in pain

"You ok? Um…" Stefan asked but was being distracted with the blood so I turned around and washed my cut at the sink. "Yeah. Think so." I told him. I turned around and I saw Stefan's face start to change. He quickly turned around hiding it from me.

"I'm sorry. I-I should have been more careful." I apologized. But then he turned back around and his face was normal again. "No don't be sorry. It was an accident." he told me. I grabbed his face and kissed him gently and he smiled into the kiss.

"No friend discounts. No freebies. No pay ya laters. We are not running a charity here." Caroline tells us at the Sexy Suds Car Wash."No we are not." I said under my breath. Stefan arrives."Hi." Stefan said"Hey!: I greeted. "The event is called sexy suds, you know." Caroline told us. Eyeing us up and down."Did we just get scolded?" Stefan asked me as she walked away."And judged, yeah." I added. "Wow." " I'm sorry, but I guess you're going to have to take that off." I told him with the biggest smirk on my face."I think you have to go first." He told me playfully. " Ok." I simply said and went take off my shirt but I had…..technical difficulties."Ok, um-sorry, So not sexy. Ugh." I said finially getting the shirt of with Stefan's help. So embarrassing."I disagree." Stefan says and kisses me."You're getting soap in that." I asked pointing towards his ring." Oh, it's fine." He said while continuing to wash the car." I noticed that Damon has one, too. Is there a story behind it?" I question suddenly interested."Yeah, it's the family crest from the Italian renaissance." He explained. "Hmm. What's the stone?""It's called lapis lazuli."" Oh. You should really take it off. I could put it in my bag." I suggested."I don't think that's a good idea. Unless you want me to burst into flames." He told me and I realized it was his daylight ring."Oh I'll have to think about that." I said with a tight smile. But then he splashed water on me and we laughed.

"Ok I'm going to get some towels." I told him. "Ok" and then I walk towards caroline.

"Hey, we're out of towels and those shimmy things." I told her. "Ok I'll go get some more." She told me. "I'll come." she nodded and we walked into the the school. As we were walking Caroline stopped and she looked like she saw a ghost. "Everything okay?" I asked. "Yah." She answered and we continued walking. But then Caroline started walking out of the school. I called her name a few times, but it's like she couldn't hear me. So I just followed her. After alot of walking we arrived at the Salvatore Boarding house. Caroline walked in and down to the basement with me right behind her. Then she stopped at a cell.

""Damon? Damon? Damon? Oh, my god! What is this? How did I know that you were here?" Caroline asked freaking out. I move back a little bit so Damon didn't know I was there. "Because I wanted you to. Very, very badly. Let me out of here. Please." Oh no. I don't hate Damon, but I'm not going to let Caroline let him out. He'll just feed on her to the point of death."You bit me." Caroline told him."You liked it. Remember?" Damon said trying to persuade her."Why do I keep remembering the same things, but in different ways?" Because Damon's an ass. "You remember what I want you to remember. And now that the vervain has passed out of your system, you won't remember what you're about to do." Yup definitely an ass. "What am I about to do?" Caroline asked. "You're going to let me out." Damon compelled her. "NO! Caroline." I yelled running towards her. "Layla?" Damon asked. Obviously he didn't notice I was there the whole time. But it was too late Caroline opened the door. But thankfully a man came down. " No! No! Get out of here. Run! Run!" He yelled trying to keep the door shut. Caroline already started running. "RUN!" the man yelled. I turned around and started running. Caroline had already exited the house and I was far behind. Damn that girl can run. But right before I could get to the door someone's hand grabbed me. I turned around and saw it was Damon. "Let go of me Damon." I told him sternly without letting it show that I was scared. "I'm afraid not. You see my little brother took my ring and you're going to help me get it back.

3rd Person

"Hey Elena have you seen Layla?" Stefan asked. He hadn't seen her in awhile and was getting worried. "No, last time I checked she went with Caroline to get some more towels." Elena told him.

Layla's P.O.V

Damon waited until it got dark and then he took me out to the woods. "Explain to me again why I'm with you." I asked him with attitude. He sighed then looked at me. "You're here so that my brother will bring me my ring." Then he kept on walking. He brought me to this place were I could see a bunch of druggies have a 'good time'. Then he snatched off my necklace. "Hey!" I yelled. "You are going to sit right here. Your not going to move and your not going to talk." He compelled me. I sat down and did as he said. I sat there for a while before Damon came out. Then he started to kill the all of those druggies. One by one. And I was forced to watch. Every bone in my body told me to get the hell away from this place but I couldn't. A tear ran down my cheek at the sight of all these people being killed. When Damon was done he got on the phone with someone. But I wasn't close enough to hear. Then he came towards me. "It's Stefan. He wants proof that you're here. You can talk." Damon told me. He put it on speaker. "Stefan?" I said and my voice was extremley scratchy due to the fact I was crying. "Layla? Layla! Everything is going to be-" Stefan said but Damon took him off speaker so I couldn't hear him anymore. After he was done on the phone Damon turned back to me. "You can go home now." he told me and handed me my necklace. I looked at him with hurt eyes and left without saying anything to him at all. I quickly put the necklace on while walking home. Then I started to cry. I was hurt that Damon made me witness everything he did. It was horrific. Those people might not have been my friends but I knew them. They had families that would miss them and mourn them. And I can't help but feel a little responsable. I would've helped that man close the door other than running off Damon would still be looked up and that man wouldn't be dead. Or if I would've stopped Caroline from going there in the first place. It all leads back to me. I could have prevented this. I finally got to my house and Stefan was on my porch.

"Layla?" He said before running to me and pulling me into his embrace. "It's okay." He tried to reassure me. "No, no. It's not okay Stefan. People died today because of me. People I knew. People who had families." I told him pulling away. And I was still crying. "No. People died today because of Damon. He chose to do what he did. If anything it's my fault for locking him up in the first place." He told me. "It doesn't matter who's fault it is because those people are dead and the is nothing anyone can do about it." I told him and he pulled me back into a hug while I cried into his chest. Eventually he brought me into my room. Tonight he stayed with me in my bed and made sure I was okay.

A/N: This is probably the longest chapter I written so far. I hope you enjoyed 3