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Chapter 21

Would you mind if I killed you?

Would you mind if I tried to?

'cause you have turned into my worst enemy

You carry hate that I don't feel

It's over now

What have you done?

What Have You Done by Within Temptation

Layla's POV

Elena and I are sharing a bottle of wine, talking about when we were children. Her stories are much more cheerful. She had a really great family. I'd like to get to know her brother more he sounds like a pretty cool kid. Stefan and Damon are upstairs planning how exactly they want to approach this whole situation tomorrow. Of course my boyfriend couldn't relax for two seconds and try to have some fun with Elena and me.

"Oh…" My head pops up to look at my friend quizzically. Her head is tilted to the side.

"What is it?"

"Damon talked to your mother." I sit up a little straighter. Footsteps echo down the stairs, a few seconds later Damon and Stefan appear in front of us.

"Did I ever tell you how inconvenient it is that you're a vampire now? I can't keep anything to myself in this damn house." Damon grumbles something else under his breath. "Mommy dearest is all for speaking with you. She sounded a little too excited about it; I think she's planning on having you for lunch." I roll my eyes at his sarcasm and lack of sensitivity.

"Oh shut up!" He smirks like usual.

"Have you seen my phone? I had to use Stefs?" I shake my head at his lame attempt to change the subject. "What did she say Damon?"

" Twelve o'clock in the town square. If you or Blondie think for one second that that bitch is going to hurt Layla you better snap her neck before I get anywhere near her. I won't be so nice."

"I won't let anything happen to her Damon. I care about her too." I hate being talked about like I'm not here.

"How about you just make me a stake and if she gets too close I'll kill her…again!" Damon shakes his head in annoyance.

"You didn't kill her the first time. Stop feeling guilty over something so stupid, you didn't do anything. She's going to play on your guilt, don't let her. She may be a vampire but she's still a woman, women like to fuck with your mind." Elena scoffs.

"You're one to talk! You've screwed people up mentally a million times."

"Guess who I learned that from? A woman!" I ignore his annoying comments more often than not. I love him but his attitude can get real old.

"For someone who's all determined to save me and keep me happy you're doing a pretty crappy job at it. All of this talk is making me depressed." He grins in a way that lets me know he's about to say something very inappropriate.

"Well I could take you upstairs and we can not talk all you want. In fact I bet I could make you very happy." I grab the now empty bottle of wine and try unsuccessfully to hit him in the head. One of these days something I throw will hit him!

"Can you please for once keep your sex life to yourself brother?" Stefan always looks grossed out when this subject is breeched.

"Where's the fun in that?"

Damon's POV

The day went by with little incident. The four of us watched some lame ass chick flick. Elena's idea of course. I kept Layla distracted. She's an easy girl to please. How many women are content having their boyfriend read to them? Lucky for me she also likes to go out and have fun. But we've all had to much excitement in our lives so I'm more than happy to spend a day in being a homebody with my girl. I think after some more times passed and she seems truly happy with me I want to take her to see the world. I don't want to scare her off by asking her to commit a long amount of time with me to travel. Time…the future…that's all some heavy shit when you're in a relationship with a vampire. There aren't a lot of options when one person is never going to age and loves you enough that they can't bear to let you die someday. But that is not something I'm going to push on her anytime soon. We just have to get through tomorrow.

Layla is sleeping beside me; it's two in the morning. I can't get my mind to stop racing. I have a bad feeling about this shit with her mom. She shifts next to me. A moment later she rolls to her back.

"No…" Is she talking in her sleep. Her head moves side to side slowly. "No!" Now she's thrashing. I grab her by the shoulders and hold her to me.

"Layla wake up!" She stills and lets out a sigh. "You ok?" I smooth her hair out of her face. Her emerald eyes are big and shining.

"Yea…just a nightmare. Sorry. I think I need some tea." She goes to stand but I push her back down.

"I'll make you some." Her stomach growls loudly, I smile at her flushed face. "I'll make you a world famous Salvatore sub while I'm at it." She laughs and leans back against the pillows.

Elena and Stefan must already be asleep; they're quiet as can be. While I'm halfway through my sandwich making I hear a phone ring loudly in the living room. I blur into the room and look under the couch. There's my damn phone. I answer the call that says Unavailable.

"Can I help you?" Yea I'm kinda rude. But who the hell calls someone this late at night? Whoever it is hangs up. Good, I didn't feel like talking anyway.

I finish making the sandwich and the tea. We make real tea in this house. None of that Lipton tea bag shit.

Layla's not in the bed when I return nor is she in the bathroom. My heart stutters for a moment but I push back the negative thoughts. Elena probably heard she was awake and is talking to her. I make my way to my brothers room and knock on the door. No answer…I open the door. It's completely dark. What the hell!?

I pull out my phone and call Stefan.

"Is something wrong? It's kinda late Damon." I'm confused and getting worried real fast.

"Tell me Layla is with you and Elena." It takes my brother a second to speak.

"Why would she be with us? You texted me earlier and asked if we could stay at Elena's tonight. After the disturbing things I heard last night I was more than happy to comply." I'm no longer worried. I'm panicking.

I run through the whole house in less than a minute. Layla isn't anywhere. A phone rings when I return to my room.

"Damon what's going on?" Elena must have taken Stefans phone. I search under the covers of the bed until I find the source of the ringing. "Is everything ok?" It's a text, the number is eerily familiar. Two words stand out boldly on Layla's phone.

Missing Something?

"No, it's not." Ok is the last thing this is. A million emotions wash over me. Anger, guilt, sadness, rage, worry, and above all else fright.

"Is something wrong with Layla!?" Elena's voice is high. She really does care about her.

"She's gone." Stefan must take the phone back.

"What do we need to do brother?" That's a good question. I think I might cry. I do not cry. This is out of my hands right now. I don't have control. I'm going to lose it. I'm going to snap. I can't do that can i? One wrong move and I could ruin everything. That woman could hurt her couldn't she? I don't think I can do this.

"Damon!" My brothers loud voice snaps me out of my spiral of thoughts. Rage, I need to focus on rage. I can't think too hard or I'll fuck it all up. I have to be smarter and angrier than this woman. I'm me, I always have a solution.

"Call everybody, even the fucking Donovan kid. We need to find her. There's no way that bitch has her in her hotel room. That would be just plain idiotic."

"Ok. Elena's calling and texting everyone. Stay at home. I'll be there soon. Don't go off on your own and do something stupid." I can't afford to do something stupid. I stand there with my phone to my ear long after my brother hangs up. Katherine's words come to mind suddenly. Love might feel pretty great but when it comes down to it it's a distraction and weakness you just can't afford to have. It is a weakness. It's made me not as aware as I should be, it's made me compliant. But I need it, I need Layla. If she's truly taken from me I really don't think I can make it through this time.

Layla's POV

My head is pounding. I open my eyes to a light so bright it takes a moment to adjust. My hear speeds up. What the fuck? I'm in a sickeningly familiar bedroom. But how?

The walls are lavender, the carpet white an plush. A twin bed is in the corner, daisy's dance across the bedspread. A toy castle sits in the center of the room, large and wooden. A present from father to daughter. My father built this for me when I was five. He even put tiny shingles on the tower. This is my bedroom, I haven't seen it in sixteen years. The last place I was ever happy.

How did I get here? Why? I stand shakily. My head hurts so bad. A large knot is under my hair. Why can't I remember anything after Damon went downstairs? I open the door in front of me. Oh God! The whole house is exactly the same. After my father died my mother and I left Mystic Falls. How could everything be the same?

I enter the kitchen. My heart pounds even harder. Sitting at a table turned away from me is the back of an unmistakable head. Chestnut colored waves are pulled back in a ponytail. I want to scream.

"H-How?" I don't know what I'm asking. The woman stands and turns deliberately slowly towards me. Piercing green eyes stare into my own, my eyes, my mothers eyes.

"Hello Layla. It's been awhile." Her voice is husky as always. Something men always found attractive. She's more beautiful than I remember. Is it the lack of drugs in her system? Or is it because she's a vampire? She's always been pretty but those last few years were a nightmare, she didn't even look the same.

"What do you want?" My cold voice seems to spark something in her. She smiles wickedly.

"Well to see my darling daughter of course. I've missed you. Haven't you missed me?" She's moving towards me and I'm completely frozen. Why did I think I could just talk to her?

"Why'd you take me?" Damon has to be freaking out right now. Please let him be ok. He's going to come looking for me, he's going to find me. That's what she want isn't she?

"I didn't really want to share your attentions with anyone else. You don't really need bodyguards to speak with your own mother do you?" She sounds just as cruel as she always has. Cruel and amused.

"Don't you dare hurt him!" She finally stops right in front of me. I know better than to run. It will only make things worse.

"Who? Your boyfriend? He's gorgeous. How did you manage to reel him in? That last one…Terrin was it? I thought he was good looking but Damon really is on another level." She knows too much. How does she know? Hearing her say Damon's name makes me want to kill her.

"What the hell do you want?" Unexpectedly she pulls me into an embrace. My blood runs cold. I stiffen. She hasn't hugged me since I was a child. Her breath is against my ear.

"Like I said…I've missed you."

Pain. Sharp radiating pain shoots through my side. She pulls away from me with a chuckle. I slump to my knees. I look down to my right side, there's so much blood. A clack of metal brings my eyes to the ground. A knife? I feel lightheaded, my head is swimming.

"Don't even think of passing out. We are nowhere near through." My mother advances on me again this time with fangs bared.