I think there has been some confusion in regards to Alex knowing about vampires or not. The thought may have crossed her mind, but let's remember how anti-supernatural Alex is. She is just now understanding Bonnie's situation, which she is still confused about. Alex does not know about vampires yet. But she will, trust me.

Season 1 Episode 5 You're Undead to Me

Three days.

It had been three days since the founder's party.

It had been three days since Elena had discovered the weird bite marks on Caroline's neck.

And it had been three days since I had seen Damon.

Although that was a good thing, considering his track record of freaking me out, but I still wondered where he had gone. Elena told me that she ordered him to stay away from us, but his disappearance still didn't make sense. I just didn't peg him as the type who listened to other people's orders, especially young teenager girls. I hadn't found out what "They've come back," meant either. Although I tried my best to find out. I had left as quickly as possible that night, so that I couldn't be caught. I had Elena drive me home, a very fragile and crying Caroline in the back. She didn't tell us what had happened. She just sat in the backseat and cried.

Stefan hadn't been to school in three days either. It was like both Salvatore brothers had fallen off the grid, the younger one concerning Elena the most. She wouldn't admit it but she was pretty upset that she had only received one phone call from him. It was cryptic, him promising her that he would explain everything but he had business to take care of. She had let it slide, but she didn't call him back. She had wanted to, but she didn't. Frankly, if I had gotten that message I probably would have left him high and dry. But I wasn't a girl that Stefan would be with any way.

"How is everything?" Dr. Aaron asked me at my appointment that Sunday. There was so much that had happened recently… I didn't even know where to begin. I could have talked to her about anything, but I didn't really want to. I didn't want to talk about Damon or his brother. I didn't want to talk about Bonnie or the fact that she may or may not be a witch. I didn't want to talk about how I had gained a group of friends in such a short time. It sounded so crazy and bizarre to me, and it was my life.

"It's good." I told her honestly. "I'm good."

"That's different." She smiled at me. Her red hair was pulled back that day, but a few stray hairs poked out in every which way. I forced myself to smile back at her before I shrugged.

"I'm different." I told her. "This week… has been different."

"Is that a good thing?" She asked. I pondered her question for a while before I came up with my answer.

"I hope so." I answered honestly. She smiled and wrote stuff down in her notebook. "I've been talking to Elena."

She paused looking up at me. She knew who Elena was, I mean the whole town knew. She knew my situation before I had come into these sessions. So it must have shocked her when I said that I had indeed been talking to Elena, not just talking but hanging out with her and her posse.

"Is there a friendship brewing here?" She asked me. I shrugged. She continued writing. "So have you forgiven her?"

"I guess so." I replied. "I mean, she made mistakes and so did I. I can't blame her for everything that's happened so I might as well try to be civil with her."

"That is a good way to think about it." Dr. Aaron agreed with me. "I'm proud of your progress Alex."

I nodded. I still wasn't comfortable talking about the accident, but this was a start. I didn't hate Elena or her family anymore. I felt like I was more accepted than ever before. It was a nice feeling, to be accepted by the very people who wouldn't do it before. It was like a small accomplishment.

"How is your art coming?" Dr. Aaron asked me suddenly. I bit my bottom lip. I hadn't really had the time to draw, and honestly I hadn't had a whole lot of inspiration. With all the events I had going on and the strange behavior of my new friends, I hadn't had much time to draw anything.

"It's been a while since I've actually drawn something." I admitted. "But I hope to get back to it."

"You know change is good Alex." Dr. Aaron said. "It's healthy, but don't change so much that you forget who you are."

"I won't." I replied. She nodded and wrote on her notebook.

Right after that session I went home and plopped on my couch. I pulled out my sketch book and started to draw. I let the pencil take over and let my imagination run wild. It felt good to be doing it again. It felt normal. I wasn't even aware of what I had drawn until I swept the eraser shavings off the paper.

Eyes. A pair of blue eyes.

I threw the pad away in disgust and shock. I had been so absorbed that I hadn't realized I drew Damon's eyes. They could have been anyone's, but I could tell that they belonged to a certain older guy who had haunted my thoughts since the night of the founders party.

"Son of a bitch." I muttered before shutting the sketchbook and tossing it to the side. Maybe drawing wasn't the best idea at the moment

"So, Vicki was at my house this morning." Elena told Bonnie and I. We were standing by Bonnie's locker, waiting for the first bell to ring. "Apparently she's been sleeping with my brother. Again."

"He's a big boy. He can sleep with whoever he wants." Bonnie pointed out. I wasn't too fond of the idea. I was afraid that Vicki would end up hurting Jeremy, like she did with a bunch of guys. She had been skipping work and such, but I hadn't seen her with Tyler lately. Maybe that was a good sign that she was invested in Jeremy, instead of that asshole Lockwood

"Yeah but couldn't he pick someone else? I mean… she's older than me." Elena replied, fake gagging. I cringed at the thought of finding my mom in bed with someone. It wasn't exactly the same but the idea was similar. I immediately remembered the fact that Damon had been flirting with my mom the night of the party. I would have thrown up my dinner if I had found them together that night.

I heard Caroline before I saw her. She was passing out flyers and gossiping away. I wouldn't have been concerned about this attitude, if it weren't for the events that had transpired mere days ago. She looked pretty normal considering what had just happened to her recently. I was surprised that she had even showed up to school. I debated on showing up and I didn't even have a legitimate excuse. It was all so strange, but I didn't understand why Caroline was so fine with it all.

"The sexy suds car wash is tomorrow. The football team and the band have committed. Well, not all the band." Caroline paused. "Just the ones who could pull off the bikini. I want, in your face, sexy. I mean, it's a fund raiser, for God's sake."

"Unbelievable. It's like nothing happened." Elena commented looking at the blonde across the hall. Caroline didn't look like anything had happened to her. The bruises and bites had healed from what I could see, and she showed no sign of being traumatized. I considered the fact that maybe she was just over it, but I threw it out the window. Caroline was too sensitive to get over something like that so quickly. I believed that she was just hiding her true feelings, her true fears, so no one would worry about her. From all my time in therapy, I knew that that wasn't a good way to handle it.

"She's in denial." Bonnie offered. That would make sense. She said there were like, holes in her memories. She didn't remember him biting her or hurting her. It made me think of how I felt for the last few days. I had no answers to the dark parts of my mind, how there were places I didn't remember being at or events I didn't remember participating in.

"Hey." A deep male voice said behind us, pulling me from my thoughts. All three of us turned and there stood Stefan, looking as handsome as ever. However, that handsome face was sporting a nervous expression today, one that didn't suit him. To say the three of us are shocked by his sudden presence was an understatement. I figured he was gone, left without a trace along with his wacky brother. And yet, there he stood right in front of me. I probably looked like I had seen a ghost or the loch ness monster or something like that. He looked very uncomfortable and I knew that he had a lot of explaining to do, not to me, but to Elena. By the look on her face, she was ready for some answers. I kind of felt bad for the guy.

"Hey. You know, I gotta go. Be somewhere right now." Bonnie said and turned to walk away. I followed after her, not wanting to be anywhere near the area when the fireworks went off. I gave the two a small wave before I chased after Bonnie.

"Bonnie wait up." I called after her. She slowed down, enough for me to catch up, but she didn't look like she was up to talking. We hadn't talked since the party. We hadn't been able to because every time we saw one another Elena was there and I wasn't going to talk about what happened in front of Elena unless Bonnie gave the ok. I tried to call and text her, but everything went unanswered. I was starting to really worry and frankly I was curious.

"What's up?" She asked, acting like there was nothing wrong. We both knew that was crap. Bonnie was good at deflecting and pretending that everything was ok, even when we both knew it wasn't. I shrugged.

"Nothing. Just wanted to see how you are doing." I replied. She then shrugged.

"I'm fine." She answered. I gave her a look. "Really."

"Ok, then we need to talk." I told her. She visibly swallowed. I knew that she just wanted me to let this go but I couldn't. What she had done… was not normal. It was not even human. It was…. witch like, if that made sense. Actually, nothing that happened recently made sense. I needed to know what she thought and what she said, because I was going a bit crazy here thinking that this whole witch thing was real. I needed an explanation, anything but that she was a witch. Otherwise, everything I thought to be true would be flawed. I didn't know if I could handle that.

"There's nothing to talk about." She said. "Nothing happened."

"Ok we both know that's bull crap." I replied. "I saw what happened."

"So, what?" She said stopping in the middle of the hall, her tone both irritated and scared. I could see people going around us, looking at us curiously. "You're going to go tell someone?"

"No." I replied with a shake of my head. "Bonnie I would never do that to you."

She folded her mouth into a flat line. I knew she was confused, I could see the fear in her eyes. She knew that this was weird and that something was going on. But what was it? And how could I help? I also knew that it was not my place to go spreading this around. I wouldn't want someone to do that to me, so I wouldn't do it to them. Bonnie had enough to think about without adding rumors and gossip to the mix.

"I think you need to talk to your Grams." I told her. She shook her head. "She might have the answers that you are looking for."

"I'm not a witch Alex." Bonnie said but then she turned solemn. I could see tears beginning to form in her eyes. "I don't want to be a witch."

"I know." I said surprising myself by pulling her into a hug. "I know."

I held her until she calmed down. Bonnie was very good at hiding emotions and recovering quickly. She made me promise not to say anything to Elena and I agreed. Elena had enough on her plate. Bonnie would be ok. She just had to.

"Like how could he just leave?" Caroline cried. She had caught me before my shift at the Grill. She came in sobbing about Damon who had apparently left town according to Stefan. He hadn't called or texted her, he just up and left. I wasn't too worried about him, honestly. If he was going to continue being a threat to the town then he needed to go. But that didn't mean that Caroline wouldn't be upset. Like I said she was sensitive.

"Maybe because he a psycho who has a bad biting habit?" I offered. She glared at me. "Sorry."

"I know he messed up." She told me. "But you can't condemn a person for one mistake. You forgave Elena after everything she did."

"Yeah, but Elena didn't abuse me." I told her. "Caroline he's like poison. He's no good for you."

"But I love him!" She whined. I was starting to realize that I would get nowhere by bashing Damon. I barely knew the guy, but from what he had done I didn't like him. Caroline, however, did like him much to my annoyance. I rubbed her arm in comfort. I knew she was struggling right now, but Damon's disappearance was better for her than anything he could have done. Frankly I wished that he would stay away forever. I just didn't think that I could get that lucky. He popped up out of nowhere all the time. He just loved to make people uncomfortable.

"Caroline you deserve better than Damon." I told her. "You deserve someone who is going to treat you like a princess."

"You think so?" She asked, tears in her eyes. I squeezed her shoulder. Caroline was emotional, very emotional. She was also very insecure, and Damon fed off of those qualities to make Caroline do whatever he wanted her to do. It made me hate that she was crying over him because he didn't deserve to be the reason for her tears, she shouldn't have been crying over him. But Caroline needed to cry it out, so I would listen.

"I know so." I replied with a smile. She grinned and pulled me to her in a breath taking embrace. I smiled and hugged her back. It felt good to be helping her out, to make her feel good. I was never one for giving advice, but the fact that I had helped her out made me feel good. She didn't deserve to be treated the way that Damon was treating her. No one deserved that.

"Thank you Alex." She said to me and then turned serious. "You know you still owe me for those dresses."

"I love how we can go from a loving moment to me owing you something." I told her. She laughed. "What do you need?"

"Just your hot body in a bikini at the sexy suds car wash." Caroline said really quickly. I opened my mouth to protest. "You owe me!"

"I'm not doing this." I replied seriously. All sympathy I held for her was gone. "I don't even own a bikini."

"I'll loan you one!" Caroline offered. I shook my head. "Please Alex. We really need one more person and you are the only one who would look good in one."

"Caroline I'm not a bikini girl. I'm not sexy." I told her. I was way too self-conscious to wear a bikini. I wasn't into showing skin. Besides I didn't even have the body for one.

"Are you kidding?" She asked. " You have the body of a Victoria's Secret model, you skinny bitch."

"Caroline-" I began but her hand shot up to cut me off. Like Bonnie, Caroline jumped back quickly, especially when it was something that she wanted. She could be balling about her abusive ex and then start ordering me around. I knew that she wouldn't take no for an answer, but that was the answer she was going to get.

"I won't take no for an answer." She told me, like she read my mind. I stood up from our table and gave her a disapproving look. Caroline could beg me all she wanted but I would do anything but show up to a car wash half naked and prance around like a piece of meat. This is why guys treated Caroline the way they did. She let herself be treated like a piece of arm candy instead of a real woman. Well, I wouldn't stoop to that level.

"Fine then." I said. "Hell no, does that work for you?"

I then trotted away. I heard her calling after me, but I wasn't turning around. I had a shift that started in a few minutes anyway. I had to focus on work, not Caroline's stupid fund raiser. I grabbed my apron and pulled it on.

"You can't get away from me that easily." Caroline said when she came up to the bar. I let out an irritated breath.

"Maybe if I ignore it. It will go away." I said as I started to clean some dirty dishes.

"Alex you have to." She whined. I shook my head again. "Ok, let's compromise."

I looked up at her, waiting for her compromise. I might as well humor her, just to see what she had to say. She had to think of it for a few minutes and then it was like a light bulb went off in her head.

"You don't have to wear a bikini." She said with bright eyes. "Just… something sexy."

"Your version of sexy and mine are completely different." I said to her. Her eyebrows furrowed. "You like skin. But I think someone can be just as sexy with their clothes on."

She gave me a look, obviously not understanding my logic. I shook my head. She would never understand. I was weird I would admit that. But I had my opinions. I didn't have to see everything to know if a person is sexy. I could imagine what their bodies looked like underneath the clothes. That made it more exciting. If you leave it up to the imagination, then it makes it more fun when you actually get to see it. Granted, I didn't see a lot of naked people in my life… none actually.

"You are so weird." Caroline said, earning an eye roll from me. "But will you do it? Please!"

I set my jaw about to say no, but the pouting look on her face got to me. I then looked at the bite mark on her neck that she tried to cover. I felt a chill go up my spine and my resolve flew away.

"Alright." I answered, trying not to regret it. She clapped her hands with glee.

"Awesome!" She said. "I'll see you tomorrow!"

I watched her skip out of the building and I closed my eyes. I couldn't believe that I had agreed to that. The old Alex would have told Caroline to go screw herself and would stay home and draw. But then I would complain about how lonely I was and boo hoo to myself. I had to take control now, I wouldn't just let myself feel sorry for my situation. I could change it.

I continued my shift in silence, watching the Sherriff come in about an hour after her daughter left. Not long after she arrived a young man, a man I recognized to be Logan Fell, came in and sat down next to her at the bar. I had concluded that it was Logan who the Sherriff and the Lockwoods had been talking to. I wondered if their conversation from the night of the party, the one I had eavesdropped on, would be continued today. With quick reflexes, and a lot of curiosity, I went behind the bar to wipe out some cups. I was a far enough distance away from them that they wouldn't notice me, but close enough to hear them.

"We went over the entire west side of the lake. All the caverns by the falls were clean, no signs of habitat." The Sherriff said.

"Then they're staying in town." Logan concluded. There he goes saying they again. Who were they? And what did their presence in town have to do with Mystic Falls?

"We canvassed all abandoned buildings and warehouses." The Sherriff told Logan.

"There has to be a private residence." Logan quipped. So these weren't just animals… these were people.

"And that much harder to locate, if not impossible. These creatures are smart. They know how to go undetected." The Sherriff said.

Creatures? I thought they were talking about people. The word creatures made me think of animals. But it couldn't be an animal. An animal couldn't take up a private residence. They had to be a group of people.

"Well, someone who only comes out at night should eventually become obvious." Logan said. Only comes out at night? So they are nocturnal. But people weren't nocturnal, not unless they were college students in need to study for finals. No this had to be something different.

"What about the watch?" The Sherriff asked. I swallowed. What was so interesting about that watch?

"I'm working on it." Logan insisted.

"I knew the Gilberts. That watch is passed down to the men in the family. I'd start with Jeremy." The Sherriff said. Jeremy… I had to talk to Jeremy. Whatever they wanted, Jeremy had it. And for some reason I didn't think Logan would take no for an answer.

"Hey Logan." I heard Jeremy and Elena's aunt Jenna come up to him. I then tuned out, thinking to myself.

So the Sherriff wanted to Gilbert watch, but they had to get it from Jeremy. They most likely needed the watch to help with something that had to do with these creatures. These nocturnal creatures who I couldn't be sure were animal or human. Yeah this all made sense. Not.

The next day I tried to dress as "sexy" as possible. I wore jean shorts that I forgot that I had, I'm pretty sure they used to be jeans but I cut them off. I dared to wear a tank top. It was black, typical of me, and had thick straps to cover my bony shoulders. I knew that Caroline most likely wouldn't approve, but this was all I was willing to give. If she kicked me out then fine, I would prefer to spend my day off doing something else anyway.

I grabbed some flip flops and pulled them on. I was very pale, like a ghost, having my skin covered didn't give me much color. I guessed it didn't matter, I was only doing this for a couple of hours and I didn't have anyone to impress. In the old days, pale women were usually women of means, considering they didn't have to go outside and work. Strange how things change.

I headed to the school, the weather not too cold yet for me to be chilly. I could see from a distance that the fundraiser was already in progress. Soap and water were flying everywhere and half naked boys and girls were running all over the place. I cringed a bit at all of the skin.

"Hey." I saw Elena sitting at the money table. I waved to her. "Well don't you look hot?"

"You know lying is a sin right?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes. "How are we doing?"

"Pretty well and it's early so we should get more customers." She told me with a shrug. I nodded. She explained everything to me. No handouts is what Caroline said. She was bound and determined to make this car wash a success. Also, groups would take turns and we got one break a piece. I was starting to think of Caroline as a dictator.

"Well it's not sexy but…" Caroline said when she approached me. "It will do."

"Hello to you too Caroline." I replied bitterly. She ignored me and grabbed my arm, pulling me over to a car where Bonnie's group was. She looked significantly better since I saw her last, although how well could you be when you are discovering that you can do things that you never thought possible.

"Hey." I said to her. She smiled at me, but I could tell it was forced.

"Hey." She replied. I wanted to say anything to her that would make her feel at ease. But I was coming up blank. I had no idea how to handle this, and frankly she didn't either which made it all the worse. I felt bad for her, honestly and truthfully.

"Let's get washing." I said with fake enthusiasm, trying to get her mind off of her witch lineage. She laughed at me and we started washing down the car. I actually didn't mind it as much as I thought I would. With Bonnie and Matt cracking jokes, I couldn't not have fun. I even found myself joking around with them, something I thought I would never do.

"Tiki this one's yours." Bonnie said when a car pulled up. The tall, thin girl turned and made a face of disgust.

"Why do I always get the homely ones?" Tiki asked rudely, before looking to the customer. "Just to be clear, your car's a p.o.s. I mean, we can wash it, but it's still a p.o.s."

"You don't have to be rude." Bonnie said to her. I could tell that Tiki's comments were making Bonnie mad.

"Rude is uglying up the road with that junk." Tiki said. The owner of the car threw the keys into the front seat and walked away, obviously offended. I watched Bonnie who was glaring at Tiki with such force, the phrase if looks could kill applied. Then out of nowhere, the water in the bucket that Tiki was filling up splashed up into Tiki's face. She pulled the hose out and it seemed to be going wild. Matt helped her, but Tiki was still soaking wet. I laughed at first, knowing that the girl deserved it, but when I looked to Bonnie she wasn't laughing. No, she was still glaring at the hose.

"Bonnie…" I said and placed my hand on her arm. She jumped and looked over to me with wide eyes. "Don't worry. It's just water."

She nodded, still frightened at what had just happened. It occurred to me then that Bonnie had done this indirectly. I remembered the fire, how she got angry and all of the candles in the Lockwoods lit. I wondered if that was how she triggered her powers, through anger. She moved on, not looking nearly as frightened as before. In fact, she looked kind of satisfied.

After a while I was starting to prune and it was getting very hot in this black tank top. They weren't kidding when they said that black holds in heat. I debated on taking it off. Who would tell the difference? But then I figured that I would be too self-conscious to even work so I decided to keep it on.

"Wimping out on us already?" Matt asked when I threw down my sponge and started to head off to sit down for a bit.

"Yup." I replied. "I'm a wimp."

"It's no fun when you agree Lex." He told me with a chuckle. I rolled my eyes and continued on my way. I found a shady spot under a tree and plopped down. This whole thing wasn't so bad. I had fun and it was for a good cause. Tanner's family needed the money. I hadn't even picked up Tanner's book since he died. The principal said that the assignment was null and void considering the circumstances. I may not have liked Tanner, in fact I hated him, but that didn't mean I thought he deserved to die. I wondered what his family thought. I didn't go to the funeral, I didn't like them, but I hoped that his family was doing ok.

While I was thinking, I barely noticed the blonde in the bikini top that walked by me. It wouldn't have been weird, considering all the blondes in bikini's surrounding me. It wasn't until she was several feet away from me that I realized who it was. It was Caroline and she was walking in a direction opposite the car wash at a fast speed, as if she was on a mission. At first I figured she was going home for something, but then I remembered she had a car. Caroline wouldn't walk anywhere if she had the choice. It left me very confused and before I knew it I was up and following her.

"Caroline!" I called after her. I received no response, which was unlike her. She was moving quickly, and I could barely keep up. These flip flops were wet and slippery, I almost fell several times.

"Caroline!" I yelled at her again. She still didn't acknowledge me, or even turn around for that matter. So, I picked up my pace and tried to catch her. I was breathing pretty hard and at some point I had to stop. When I had caught my breath, I looked up and saw where Caroline had led me.

The Salvatore Boarding house.

She went around the side instead of the front. I followed where she went. When I got there, the side glass door was open from where Caroline hadn't closed it. I walked in, carefully so as to not disturb anything. I had never been inside the boarding house. It was massive, full of rooms and old artifacts. I wondered how much history you could find in this place. But I didn't have time for a history lesson, I needed to know why Caroline had come here. I roamed around the house looking for Caroline. There was a spooky air to this place, and I could feel my anxiety creep up and grab hold of my stomach. I had no idea where she went or why she was here. I didn't know why I felt compelled to follow her either. Stefan wasn't home, and I hadn't seen his uncle yet. That could only mean one thing.

Damon.

I felt my stomach lurch at the thought and I moved all around the area looking for Caroline. I didn't see any sign of her. I started calling out for her, to no avail. That's when I bumped into a body. It was a young man, and he held me steady.

"What are you doing here?" He asked me. His hands on my arms were tight, as to not let me go. I knew by the way he looked at me that I shouldn't have been there. It made my stomach sick at the thought that something was hiding in here. Something… or someone.

"Where's Caroline?" I asked ripping myself away from him. His eyes grew wide. I could only assume this was Stefan's uncle.

"You're not the only one here?" He asked me, turning very serious. I shook my head frantically. If he didn't know where Caroline was or that she was even here then she must be in danger.

"Where is Caroline?" I repeated. He gripped my shoulders again, this time harder.

"You have to get out of here." He ordered me. He seemed very concerned for my safety, which made my fear rise. I struggled out of his grasp. He was a lot stronger than he looked. But I was not leaving without my friend.

"Not without Caroline!" I yelled and started running, calling her name. I ran toward an open door, to what looked like a basement. I heard Stefan's uncle's footsteps behind me, and I pushed myself faster so he couldn't catch me. Once both of us were down there I could see Caroline opening a door. It was more like a cell than a normal door, and I figured that once inside a prisoner couldn't get out.

I wasn't surprised when I saw who was behind the door. I only got a glimpse of him, but he didn't look good. He looked sick. I wondered how long he had been in there, and why.

"Run!"

I saw Stefan and Damon's uncle try and shut the door but I didn't wait to see what the result was. I grabbed Caroline and shoved her in front of me. We started running up the stairs and I fell forward when something grabbed my leg. I looked down and there was Damon crawling up the steps toward me. He was sweaty and paler than usual. Most of all he did not look happy. I pulled myself up, kicking my leg free. I lost my shoe, but at that point it didn't really matter.

I was up the steps before Damon was and followed Caroline to the front door. I felt at ease when I saw the door. I was in the home stretch, that is until someone grabbed me from behind. Caroline had grabbed the door handle and was out. But I wasn't so lucky.

"Let me go! Caroline!" I screamed, but Caroline was gone. I hoped that she would get help, but I didn't know if I would be alive at that point. His arm was snaked around my waist and his hand was wrapped around my throat.

"Shhhh." Damon cooed in my ear. "Shhh pretty girl."

"Damon… stop." I begged. I could tell that he was weak, he was barely able to hold us up. If I hit him just right I might be able to escape.

"Shhh. If you're lucky I won't take it all." He said. I took my chance and hit him in the gut. He released me and bent over in pain. I started running again, but even weak he was faster than me. The door was closed in my face and there he stood.

"That was a mistake." He said stalking closer to me. I walked backward, looking for any way of escaping. I saw no other doors, or windows to the outside. I felt my anxiety grab hold of my stomach and pull.

"I'm sorry." I said, trying to buy myself some time. "I'm so sorry."

"You should be." He said once he had backed me up into the wall. "Because now… I'm going to have to kill you."

"No!" I wailed but it was too late. His face changed into something… something evil. It was like a demon of some sort. He had veins under his eyes that shown through his skin and sharp pointy teeth that looked like fangs. I didn't get much of a better look before he sunk his teeth into my neck. It was a weird feeling, the feeling of him sucking the blood from my body. It was like I could feel myself becoming weaker and weaker with each drop he took. He didn't cover my scream of pain, and I wondered if anyone could hear me. I wondered where his uncle was. I wondered if he was dead. I could feel myself becoming dizzy and spots appeared before my eyes. I tried to hang on as hard as I could, but it wasn't long before my tiredness overtook me.

"Please." I murmured quietly before everything went dark.

Damon felt Alex go limp in his arms, dead weight he assumed. He swallowed and licked the excess blood from his lips, savoring the taste as he wouldn't be able to get anymore. He felt immensely better than before, but he was still weak. The days of starvation and the vervain had taken its toll on his body. He would have to kill Stefan after he got his ring back. It was a shame that he had to kill her, but he hadn't been aiming for her. He wanted Caroline, but Alex had to go and play hero and save her. Stupid, Damon thought to himself. Caroline didn't even turn around to see if Alex got out safely. Some friend.

Damon started to lick up the blood that pooled on Alex's neck when he heard a familiar, weak heartbeat. He froze immediately. His eyes cascaded down to the girl who looked pale with the sudden loss of blood. But by the sound of her heartbeat, she wasn't dead.

"Interesting." Damon said before he hoisted Alex up bridal style. He then took her up to his bedroom, still a little weak from not having eaten in three days. He kicked the door open and placed her on his bed. She made a small noise which confirmed that she was still alive.

"We are going to have some fun pretty girl." Damon said before he pulled the blanket up over her and placed a kiss to her forehead. He then turned and walked out the door, leaving the bleeding girl to lay in his bed, waiting for her fate.