It's not super long - but here's part 2. Enjoy!

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''I'm going to see if I can find Tyler!'' Sarah said a bit too loudly in my ear. And then she was gone.

Great.

There was no use in trying to find her. I decided to make my way out into the fresh air and away from all the flocks of people. It wasn't smothering emotional-wise, but god it was crowded. I needed to get some air.

I pushed through as best I could, but only managed to get back to the hallway before I got stuck behind a bunch of newcomers being greeted by Mrs. Lockwood. I leaned back against the wall, waiting for them to dissolve.

The need for space was kind of overwhelming. I knew I was rusty at the whole event-thing, but this felt a bit over the top... I never really were one to get claustrophobic. I kept my eyes down. If no one payed too much attention to me, then no one would recognise me either. I thought I was off the hook and finally able to get out of the house when I felt someone lean up against the wall next to me.

''Hey there,'' someone whispered in my ear, making my jump in surprise. I turned my head to the right... and found myself staring right up at none other than Damon Salvatore.


Great.

He was dressed in a dark suit and had on a matching black mask. The only contrast to the dark colours were his white shirt and pale skin.

''Hello,'' I replied calmly. He freaked me out sometimes. But if I kept my calm, nothing bad could happen if I accidentally touched someone.

The corners of his mouth turned upwards in a small smirk. ''Nice dress.''

''Thank you.'' I continued to keep myself short. I wasn't really happy about talking with him in the first place.

''Nice party too, right?''

''Mhm,'' I was starting to grow more and more uncomfortable. My subconscious made me shy away from him, but he followed. I couldn't get away.

''Do you know something?'' he blurted out all of a sudden.

Huh? Why was he so pushy? And why was he even talking to me in the first place?

''About what?'' I took a step back.

''Your neck,'' Damon urged on. His eyes were black. ''What happened?''

All the blood left my face. ''N-nothing.''

''That make-up may fool some people,'' he commented and threw a pointing glance at my neck.

''I-I...'' I swallowed nervously. Just keep your calm. ''I don't know what you're talking about.

''I can help you,'' he promised. All I heard was that he was way too interested in this to not want to get something out of it. He knew something. But how much?

''I don't know what there is that I need help with.''

''Why can't you be compelled?''

What does that even mean? Why did he press on? Why, why was he so eager to get answers from me? What was it about me that made people want to put me through these cross-interrogations?

''I still don't know what you're talking about!'' I exclaimed in a whisper. The frustration was seriously getting to me now, and it didn't help that he was so intimidating.

''Leave her alone,'' I suddenly heard Stefan's voice from behind me.

''But,'' his brother spat and glared at him, black eyes on fire.

''Damon.''

The tone in Stefan's voice was anything like I'd heard him sound like before. Commanding. Angry.

''Fine,'' Damon sneered, and stepped back. I could finally let out a breath I hadn't realised I'd been holding in.

''I'm sorry about him,'' Stefan offered me a small smile as he took a small step towards me.

''Look, I need to go...''

''I can help you,'' he said suddenly. Not him, too. What was this, bad cop, good cop?

I frowned. ''There's nothing that needs helping. Thank you though.''

''Miss Moreau,'' he began, but I hurried away before he could finish. Free-running a bit between a group of suit-wearing middle-aged men, I hoped that I lost him.

''Ev!'' a familiar voice called. ''Hey, Ev!''

I span around trying to find whoever was shouting for me – which was kind of hard since everyone looked pretty much the same. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

''Hey,'' Sarah grinned. ''Were did you go?''

''Where did you go?'' I countered, placing my hands firmly on my hips. ''Did you find Tyler?''

''Yeah...'' she trailed off sullenly. ''He was with that Gilbert kid and two girls.''

I put my hand on her dress-covered shoulder, but didn't say anything. And seconds later, she went on talking about how we should go get something to drink, and dragged me towards the drinks being served by the dancing area on the lawn.

Sarah handed me a glass, but I didn't drink it. She, on the other hand, downed whatever was in it quite fast.

''Look at Stefan and Elena,'' Sarah sighed suddenly. I followed her gaze to were people were dancing and noticed two people who probably were those two. Elena was wearing a short black dress and what looked like a matching black mask. I shrunk in my spot, hoping that he was too occupied with his girlfriend too notice me again.

''What about them?'' I wondered.

''They look so good together,'' she continued dreamily.

''You know, I bet Tyler is around here somewhere...'' I'd just about noticed Jeremy Gilbert coming down the staircase with two girls in tow, before joining someone who could be Bonnie Bennett. But I wasn't sure.

''Mhm,'' she hummed, all of a sudden not sounding as interested as before. I let her be. Honestly, I couldn't figure out what she was thinking sometimes. She was a very dynamic person.

''Have you ever liked anyone?'' she continued. I brought my eyes to her and studied her closely. Her jaw was clenched and her eyes were focused on a single spot somewhere right in front of her. She was really into him. I didn't even know if she'd talked to him, but it seemed like one of those crushes when you just completely obsess over someone and all you want is to talk to them, but you don't have the guts.

''Not really...'' I said slowly, trying to think back. ''Small crushes when I was like thirteen or something, but I don't think that counts.''

''Why is it so hard?''

I frowned. I didn't know it got to her this much. I felt my arm raise to grab her clenched fist, but quickly stopped myself when I realised what I was doing. I mentally cursed myself for being so careless.

''I don't know,'' I admitted. ''But why don't you try and talk to him?''

Her brown eyes flickered to me. ''Isn't that a bit like... I don't know. Too pushy?''

''God no!'' I exclaimed. ''Sarah, just talking to someone doesn't mean that you tell them everything you feel by doing that. You can talk to a guy without him thinking you're interested. Well, at least you should be able to. Just find a good time.''

The corner of her mouth twitched, like she was trying to hold in a smile. ''Miss Guru.''

I punched her lightly in her arm. ''Just trying to be a good friend.''

''Yeah...'' she sighed, looking down at her feet.

''How about you take my table at work?'' I suggested. ''He always sits at the same one when he comes in.''

Sarah looked at me, oozing insecurity. ''Maybe...''

''It's seriously the most natural way for you to talk to him.'' I tried to sound as convincing as I could, and I think it worked because her body visibly relaxed. She unclenched her fists and her lips parted.

''Are you sure?''

I looked her dead in the eyes. ''Yes. Take the table. If you feel like it's a bad idea we can always switch back.''

''Thanks Ev,'' she smiled sheepishly. ''Why am I so... so...''

''So enamoured?'' I laughed.

''Woah, that's a big word,'' Sarah relaxed and laughed with me.

She was a little calmer after our little talk, and we stood there talking and looking at the fire dancers for a while.

Suddenly, I got a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt like throwing up, and my body grew warmer and warmer until I could basically hear the blood boiling in my veins. Someone, somewhere, was very, very scared.

I looked around, trying to find out where my feeling was coming from. Trying to find the person actually feeling this. I squinted my eyes, trying to get a clear view through all the smoke coming from the fire dancers.

And that's when I noticed her. From any other angle, she wouldn't be visible, and especially not if you weren't looking. I saw Elena. But, I'd just seen Elena – wearing a black party dress. This Elena was wearing ordinary clothes. And her face was twisted in agony.

''What...'' I breathed, confused.

''What's wrong?'' Sarah asked and poked me in the arm.

I didn't look at her, I just stared at what was happening before me. She wasn't alone, someone was with her. Someone she trusted, I could feel it. Her brother and... Bonnie, maybe? I knew they were friends.

It would take a whole lot for me to feel someones emotions from this far. She was probably scared to death. Scared for her life.

''Hey!'' Sarah poked me even harder. ''What's up with you?''

I finally took a second to look at her and found her staring worriedly back at me. When I glanced back to where I'd seen Elena – they were gone.

''What the...''

''Ev?'' Sarah was actually starting to sound really concerned.

''I-I...'' I honestly didn't know. My emotions had never played tricks on me before. It had to have happened. But... two Elena's? Again?

''I think I need to sit down.''

Sarah nodded quickly. ''Okay, sure. Come one, let's go find a bench somewhere.''

Grabbing my arm, she walked with me slowly to sit down just by the entrance. All of a sudden I felt this overwhelming urge of wanting to go home. This night didn't go as I hoped. Not being out to events for a while, combined with my messed up head, made everything feel different. Like nothing could be the same again.

My mother was supposed to pick me up, but that wasn't for a while, so Sarah sat with me – graciously giving up her stalking Tyler – and we talked about all kinds of trivial things. It helped a little, and eventually, the feeling that had taken over completely left my body and all I had left was tiredness.


Most people had left when I was supposed the get picked up by my mum. Sarah, too, decided she probably should be on her way. I decided to wait for her by the parking area – something I sorely regretted soon enough. It was getting kind of cold standing outside in a short dress this late at night, but I felt like I'd been there too long to go back inside. If my mum didn't show up soon I might just popsicle.

Suddenly I heard someone approaching. I turned my head to see who it was, and saw Elena – yet again in her regular clothes. This was seriously so confusing. Something was getting to my head and my nerves, and it had started even before the whole Caroline incident.

She was walking towards her car with her phone by her ear. She was far enough away for me not to hear what she said, but I could still see her. And I could see someone walking up to her.

And then I saw him grab her.

A guy in a big mask, that much I could see. It looked twisted, like a joker or a clown. I felt my blood freeze. Oh god. Oh god. What should I do? Should I scream, should I run to her or... what should I do?

I didn't have much time to think about it though, because seconds later I felt someone throw something over my head and then everything went black.


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