A/N Thank you all for reviewing, it means a lot.

I hope you enjoy the new chapter.

Chapter Twenty One—Feel This Way

One Week Later—Amelia's Bedroom

"...lost cities, what a pity all those years spent building on a love so flimsy, so unreal. Lost cities, what a pity all that time spent on nothing the structures crumble, as they yell..."

"There she is. I thought you'd fallen asleep in there, love."

Enzo's lips curved up when his eyes landed on Amelia, who was fresh faced but her eyes were still a little faded but she was always a perfect sight to him. Her hair was damp and was to one side, she was wearing one of Damon's shirts that reached mid thigh and underneath it a pair of her own bed shorts. She had tried her best to rest and enjoy a bath like she used to but she just felt alert. But she had tried which was all she could do. She had scrubbed her skin almost raw, though. Each time she looked at her self in the mirror or closed her eyes she could see Kai. Or she would feel him touching her and when she did in the bath, she scrubbed her skin with the cloth.

She felt...wrong.

"The bath in there is amazing. Who wouldn't enjoy it?" Bonnie smiled.

Bonnie trailed behind her, shutting the bathroom door on her way. Amelia acknowledged the younger vampire with a small smile, her eyes instantly looking around for the missing one. Her eyes instantly filled with panic and she looked over at Enzo who snapped into action. He flashed towards her and held his hand out to her, which she took and allowed him to lead her to the sofa where they had been sitting on earlier.

"Sit, love, I left the spot just for you. Perfect view of the stars outside, you like them."Enzo charmingly drawled, looking out at the window. Damon, knowing that she loved the stars, had moved furniture around for her.

She sat down next to him, legs curling up underneath her, listening and looking out for the Salvatore brother.

"Where's Damon?"

Hearing her panic and wanting to make her feel a little better Enzo smiled softly at Amelia, handing her back the book she had been reading before she had went for her bath."He went out to find someone fresh for you to feed on, beauty. He'll be back any moment. Am I enough until then?"

Enzo felt victorious when Amelia sent him a small smile before she rested her head on his shoulder. An Amelia smile. Something she hadn't done for a long time. She had been improving. Not a lot but a little and that was enough. She was responding and talking a little and her tears had stopped. But other than that she was still the same, but she had improved. That was enough for now.

"You're my soldier. You're never not enough."

"Women love an accent, do they?" Enzo grinned, making Bonnie roll her eyes as she sat down next to the redhead.

"Peter Pan?"Bonnie said to herself when she looked down at Amelia's book that she hated to be parted from."Is that one of the originals?"

Amelia nodded, her light slightly returning to her orbs as she answered, gaze on the worn out book."My favourite book."

"That's why it's worn out."

"Damon calls me Wendy. He's my Peter."Amelia whispered, fingers tracing the large 'Peter Pan' title on the front which was almost worn out too."But I never did return from Neverland. I never wanted to."

"I haven't heard him call you that, beauty."Enzo stated with a frown, thinking back.

"You have to listen when you aren't listening."Amelia said, tucking damp hair behind her ear."It's only when it's needed or if he needs me."

Bonnie and Enzo shared a look, both a little shocked at finding out something they didn't know about the Salvatore.

"That's why we never say goodbye. We need each-other."

"What?"

"Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting."Amelia repeated one of her favourite lines from the book with a small, fond smile."Damon and I never want to forget each-other. Every twenty years on December 16th we come together but we are always there just in case. We break the rules if we're needed. We never say goodbye because, even if you think you're immortal, it could be the last. And even in death we don't want to forget. We'd rather have a last memory."

Bonnie picked up the Polaroid photo that was sticking out from the book.

It was of Damon and Amelia.

They were smiling at the camera, their fangs on full view, blood dripping from them. Damon had his arms around Amelia and they were both baring their fangs at the camera. She resisted the urge to scoff at Damon's expression. Same old Damon. But then she remembered Amelia's words, how Damon called the redhead his Wendy and he was her Peter. It was quite fitting to their background Bonnie guessed, a little darker but fitting. There had been no romance between Amelia and Damon but, in their own way, they related to Peter and Wendy.

Damon had taught Amelia how to 'fly' and Amelia had taught Damon things, too.

They learned from each-other.

It fitted.

Twenty Minutes Later-Downstairs

"How is she?"

"She's awake. I managed to get her in the bath, i'm heading back up in a minute, just wanted to come check on you."Bonnie answered with a long sigh, leaning against the table while Elena moved around the kitchen.

"I'm fine."

"Some good news, finally. At least someone in this house is." Bonnie smiled a little at her best friend."Damon's back, he brought back someone for Amelia to feed on. She needed fresh blood but she'll be compelled to forget. She'll be fine. I don't like it but i'll let this one pass."

Elena set down the glass of blood she had been drinking from and frowned as she processed Bonnie's words.

Amelia hadn't slept for days after Kai had gotten into her head until finally, around two days before, had given into exhaustion. Not willingly. She had tired herself out and in that time Damon and Enzo hadn't left her side for more than a little while. The music also hadn't stopped because Amelia didn't like the silence. Bonnie had stayed with her if Damon and Enzo had to leave but it was never for long.

"Will she be okay when she wakes up? Will it have helped?"

Bonnie shrugged, running a hand through her hair after placing the towels in the hamper."She stayed up for three days straight and finally closed her eyes but it wasn't from will, Elena. I don't think anything can help. She was exhausted, she still is. He hardly let her rest, 'Lena. It's like she's been awake for almost a month and running on empty. You saw her, she was paranoid that he'd get into her head again."

"Could he? I mean, can't you do something?"

"If he wanted to he could."Bonnie honestly answered, knowing how powerful Kai was, probably more powerful than she was."I could maybe do something to direct his magic somewhere else but Damon doesn't want any-more magic used on her and I don't blame him. Kai did a number on her, Elena, and i'm not sure if she'll recover from it. And there's only a small chance it would work. Kai is too smart for that."

"Then what do we do? Damon hasn't slept in his own bed for two night and Enzo hasn't left her side."

"Can you blame them? What Kai did to her was...there isn't even a word for it.""

"No, of course not, but it's almost been two weeks, Bonnie."Elena stressed, crossing her arms over her chest."Isn't it time she tries to move on?"

Elena didn't mean that Amelia should just act or be like she used to but she thought that maybe it was time for her to at least try to get back to her old life. To save herself before she lost herself any further. She wasn't helping herself or anyone else by just suffering without trying to help herself. She didn't want anyone else to suffer but thought that Amelia could try and be herself again, for Damon because it wasn't fair on the Salvatore brother to suffer too. Damon hadn't left Amelia's side and Elena rarely saw him any-more. He looked like he was in pain too and Elena wasn't happy about that.

She just wanted things to go back to how they used to be.

"Some things are too difficult to move on from, Elena."Bonnie whispered, looking down at her hands, sounding as if she were speaking from experience, which she was."Some things just stick with you, even change you. And it's not like Kai is dead or left town, he's still around. He's still hurting her in a way and unless she has closure i'm not sure she can even attempt to move on."

"She should at least try, right, Bonnie? For her own sake?"

"What do you mean?"

"Shouldn't she try to help herself. It's like she's stuck, Bon."Elena explained as best she could, trying not to seem harsh."She shouldn't rely on Damon and Enzo to be her wall to help her stand, right?"

"Sometimes you can't stand by yourself though, Elena. It's just too difficult. She needs to do this at her own pace."

Bonnie offered her friend a small smile before she turned around and headed back upstairs.

Elena sighed to herself, sitting down at the coffee table. She sat alone for a few moments before she, all of a sudden, jumped when the sound of knocking shocked her.

"Knock, knock..."

Elena's eyes widened when her gaze landed on the smirking figure leaning against the kitchen door-frame.

No, it can't be.

"This place is even bigger than I remember..."He drawled, entering the kitchen, looking around before his eyes landed on Elena."tell me, do you have a spare room for a witch who recently found out that he has the hots for a hot girl?"

Amelia's Bedroom—One Hour Later

"...love is in the water, love is in the air, show me where to look, tell me will love be there?... teach me how to speak, teach me how to share, teach me where to go…tell me will love be there?...oh, heaven let your light shine down..."

2:30am

2:34am

2:45am

Amelia let out a long sigh, blinking to clear her mind before she turned onto her side, her head landing on Enzo's shoulder. The younger vampire instantly shifted in his sleep so that she was comfortable. One of his arms locked around it. her, keeping her secure against him. She felt Damon shift behind her and his hand slipped from hers in his sleep before he turned onto his side. When his hand slipped from hers a cold feeling shuddered throughout her body but she tried to shake it off and grabbed Enzo's hand. She had been doing better. Not good but better. Her tears weren't gone and she still felt lost and she wasn't Amelia again but she was better. She had been talking and responding but it felt like whenever she took a step forward she took ten back.

She hated being weak, she hated feeling like this but she couldn't help it.

Just clear your mind.

Pressing closer to Enzo after holding tighter onto his hand that held hers, Amelia shut her eyes and let out a long breath, trying to calm herself.

It's just you and me, little red.

She flinched, her eyes opening again as she felt his hands on her face. She felt his body against hers, she felt his fingers moving over her skin.

She felt him.

She couldn't close her eyes without seeing or feeling him. She remembered every-thing they did together. The murders, apart from Liz and the pregnant woman, didn't bother her. She didn't care about the rest. It was the control he had over her. It was how she remembered each kiss, each laugh, each touch and each smile they had shared. Amelia narrowed her eyes, a feeling of anger building up inside of her as she tried to gain control of herself. If something about her was known it was her self control. She wasn't slow, she wasn't easily led by hunger, she knew how to control herself. But now it was as if all that control was gone and she hated it. Amelia couldn't sleep by herself, she hated silence so she needed music and she feared Damon or Enzo leaving her. She hated feeling like that.

She hated feeling weak.

Amelia, not wanting to be tormented by her thoughts any-more, sat up.

Fresh air. Maybe that'll calm me.

She didn't want to be alone but she needed to leave the room. She, gently and quickly, removed Enzo's arm from around her and got out of in between the male vampires. Her red hair, now slightly wavy from her bath, flew around her as she, using her vampire speed, flashed out of the bedroom, quietly shutting the door behind her, passing a sleeping Bonnie on the couch.

She couldn't help but gasp as she drowned in the hallway's darkness, remembering the dream she had suffered.

Stop it. You're Amelia Germani!

Amelia, a little chilly because she was only wearing bed shorts and one of Damon's thin t-shirts, hugged herself as she made her way down the hallway towards the staircase. She tried to shift herself into her usual, confident mindset as she moved down the stairs, making sure to keep quiet.

She'd never had an identity.

But she preferred the usual Amelia to the one she was now.

The redhead broke out of her thoughts when the sound of laughing.

Familiar laughter.

"...it turns out that I got her emotions. Like empathy and stuff. So annoying."

Amelia frowned as she moved closer to the door, her eyes narrowing in confusion.

She knew that voice.

"...so I Googled 'how to process feelings when you're sociopath' but, guess what? It came up with nothing. Like, nothing. But I did find this one website that told you all about emotions and stuff. It turns out that I have what they call a crush or something. Shocker, right? But it explained the butterflies I was feeling."

"Please, stop!"Amelia heard Elena gasp in pain, as if she were being harmed by something."It hurts..."

"Shhh, you must be quiet, don't want the other vamps to hear us. Besides, i'm getting to the best part. Turns out I have nowhere to live and i'm kinda getting sick of living in houses that i've killed people in. It makes me feel….remorseful, is that right? Like...i'm feeling that now for stabbing you and all. Sucks. I wrote them down somewhere...wait a sec. I even numbered them and drew faces to remind me."

Amelia stepped closer to the doorframe, looking into the kitchen and her stomach fell when she saw what was taking place and who was inside. Amelia made sure to stay hidden was she got a good look and what she saw made her eyes widen. Elena, face pale and blood dripping from her nose was sprawled on the ground, a broom sticking out of her stomach. Kai was sitting on top of the table a half eaten cupcake in his hand and was patting his pockets for something.

No.

Kai Parker was in the boarding house.

Amelia felt like a wave of emotions had hit her all at once, the worst emotions.

No, no, no...it can't.

Her legs gave out from underneath her before she could run away.

She suddenly couldn't breathe.

"Number one. Happiness."

Kai looked down at Elena, looking at the smiley face then back at her. He shook his head, biting into his cupcake."Nah, that's not you."

"Number two. Sadness. Not that either. Number three-"

Kai cut himself off when his ears caught sound of something.

He turned around and saw that Amelia had fallen back against the wall, and was sliding down it as she looked at him in fear but anger. She had taken more than ten steps back from her improvement. Tears pooled in her eyes as Kai chuckled and jumped off of the table, finishing her cupcake. He forgot about Elena as he sauntered towards Amelia, a smile growing on his face as he saw her.

"There's my girl."

"No. Don't."

Kai kneeled down, his dark eyes meeting hers.

"Hey, little red. Miss me?"

Thanks for reading.

Amelia is struggling really hard, just like some people do when they're trying their best to feel better or make progress but find it hard to keep it going. It's how I feel sometimes.

Anyway, I really hope you are all liking this story, i'm trying my hardest.

Please tell me what you would like to see happen in the next chapter.

If you would like to see more of this story please leave a review.

Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes.