Will Leslie tell Damon the truth or no? I had a lot of time to think about this Chapter, so without further ado. Here is Chapter 15. Hope you enjoy. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries.

Chapter 15

(Leslie's POV)

"What are you?"

What the hell was he talking about? What did he mean what was I? Just because I attacked him that didn't mean I was something else. Hell, any girl would have done the same, if she were in my spot. Damon was a self-absorbed, moron that needed to have that pretty face of his rearranged. That way he would no longer have anything to brag about. Stupid, conceited, jerk. I glared at him and said.

"Are you on crack? What do you mean what am I? Get the hell off of me, you idiot."

Then suddenly his face went all vamp on me. His crystal blue eyes went completely black and dark red veins appeared around his eyes. He then opened his mouth and bared his fangs at me. I knew I probably should've been scared, but instead I just busted out laughing. He glared at me menacingly and growled.

"Your eyes are violet! How can they be violet when your eyes are green! So, I am not moving from this damn spot until you tell me what the hell is going on!"

As soon as he said that, I instantly stopped laughing. How could I have been so irresponsible? How could I have slipped up like that and in front of Damon! Crap! Crap! Crap! I tried to shove him off of me, but I might as well have been pushing a wall. I sighed in defeat and closed my eyes. I focused on trying to calm down, so I could think of a good lie. When I opened my eyes to look at him. I heard him take a sharp deep breath and stare at me questioningly. He then glared at me and said.

"Start talking."

I tried to play it cool, so I said.

"You may be over a hundred years older than me, but you're not my dad. Even if you were, I still wouldn't say anything. Now, again get the hell off of me."

He stared at me and said with a smirk.

"Not gonna happen, beautiful. I'm actually very comfortable where I am."

Just to prove his point, he pressed himself closer to me, pinning me firmly to the floor. He grabbed both of my hands with each of his and held me securely. He then brought his head down and began to skim my jaw line and throat with his lips. I shuddered from his touch and said calmly.

"Fine, you want to know the truth?"

He merely kissed the side of my throat and said.

"Mmm Hmm."

This was the best I could come up with, in such a short amount of time. So, I stared directly at him and prayed that all my years taking theater would finally pay off.

Part of the training Elena and I got while living with our dad was to know how to get out of a difficult situation without influence or fighting. We had to do it by simply being the best liars we could be. Elena failed, because lying was wrong and immoral and all that stuff nice people like her believed in. Me, on the other hand, had instantly been able to convince my dad that I had been attacked by some animal in the woods. Before, he sent the search party to hunt it down and destroy it. I had busted out laughing and told him that I was very proud of myself. Since, I had been able to lie to the most powerful being in the universe and he had fallen for it. I was locked in my room for the rest of the day, but it was definitely worth it. The look on his face when he saw me arriving covered with dirt and my clothes mildly torn was priceless.

I stared directly into Damon's crystal blue eyes and said with my most sincere voice.

"I'm... I'm, sick."

He frowned clearly not expecting that answer. He looked deeply into my eyes probably waiting for me to slip up or say something like, "Ha, I can't believe you fell for that." Instead, I stayed completely calm and pretended to be intimidated. I looked away from him and turned my head to the side with my eyes closed. He then grabbed my face gently and turned me so he could look at me again and said calmly.

"Leslie, open your eyes, look at me."

I did as he said and stared at him. The look he was giving me completely threw me off guard. The look on his face was gentle and understanding. It had a hint of what I could only guess was concern. He then asked sincerely with that small hint of concern.

"You're sick?"

I merely replied.

"Yes."

"What.."

He then cleared his throat and said.

"What do you have?"

That same look still remained on his face, gentle, and caring. A part of me felt bad lying to him, but I knew that in order to protect my true nature. Lying was the only way to go. It was strictly forbidden to tell anyone my true identity. Even if they were my friends it was still against the law to tell anyone who I really was. Unless, I screwed up again and exposed myself by shocking the hell out of Damon or someone that pissed me off. I took a deep breath and said quietly.

"I'm not sure. The doctor said it's a very rare disease."

He stared at me confused, obviously waiting for me to continue. I sighed and said.

"Damon, I'll tell you what you want to know if you let me up. I'm not really comfortable here on the floor."

I was dying to give him one of my smart remarks and yell at him to get the hell off of me. But I knew that if I did that, all of my credibility about me being sick would instantly vanish. He immediately moved off of me and picked me up carefully in his arms. He then moved slowly and placed me gently on my bed. He then sat beside me and said carefully.

"Continue."

Since I was beginning to feel a bit cold, I grabbed my covers and pulled them close to me. I sighed and said slowly.

"When I feel very strong emotions, I get very... altered. My blood pressure increases and I begin to lose control. I act on instinct and I really don't have any control of what I do or say. I'm not exactly sure how or why, but the disease makes my eyes shift in color. If I'm like really happy they turn a bright emerald. If I'm like really pissed off they turn violet. Sometimes, I get very violent tremors and my body begins to shake."

Technically, I wasn't lying to him. When I got mad, used my powers, or influenced someone my eyes did turn violet. Also, when that happened I did lose control. I did keep fighting until the person was dead or Elena managed to save them. He stayed very quiet and didn't comment for a while. I stayed quiet as well and this time, I waited for him to speak. He turned to look at me and said in, what to my surprise seemed like deep concern and despair.

"Is it... is it, lethal? Are you...?"

He couldn't seem to finish with his sentence. He seemed to be struggling to speak. Almost as if he were choking on his words. He was worried about me! Damon was worried that I was going to die. But why though? It's not like we were very close friends. We had barely become friends a couple of hours ago.

Maybe Stefan was right, maybe Damon did care for me. It wasn't love, I was 100% sure that it wasn't love, but he did care. What would he say if I told him it was lethal? That I only had approximately 2 months to live.

The look on his face made me realize that I couldn't continue with anymore lies. Lying about why my eyes turned a different color and that I had a disease was enough. Playing with life and death, and someone's sincere concern wasn't funny. That's where I drew the line. I looked directly at him and said with a small smile.

"I'm not going anywhere without making you pay for tonight, Salvatore. I'm here until you learn to not mess with me."

I saw him give me a small smile in return, but I could tell it was forced there. I kept smiling and said.

"No, it's not lethal. I'm not going to die. You just have to learn not to piss me off or you'll end up like Alondra."

He seemed to completely relax his stiff posture and he said finally smiling.

"All right, I'll keep that in mind."

I smirked and said.

"Good, but you're still not off the hook for what you did back at the game."

He leaned in closely to me and said with a wicked grin.

"I didn't think I would be."

That's when I heard the front door slam open and I heard Elena begin to yell and tell my dad about Kool-Aid man. She sounded like she was on the verge of hysteria. I could hear how she was sobbing and telling him with lots of details what she had seen. Out of the two of us, I was the tough one. Elena couldn't handle death and murder as calmly as I could. I sighed and began to get up to go downstairs, but Damon held me down. I glared at him and said.

"What are you doing? Can't you hear her? She's about lose it."

He stared at me and said.

"So?"

My eyes went wide and I nearly yelled.

"So? What do you mean so? She's my sister, she needs me!"

He remained completely calm and said.

"Just because she's your sister, that doesn't mean you always have to protect her."

"I don't always have to..? Are you high? As the older sister, it's my job to protect her and keep her safe!"

Then I heard Elena yell.

"His throat was torn out and... OH MY GOD! LESLIE! STEFAN WE HAVE TO GO BACK! WHAT IF WHATEVER THAT THING WAS, HURTS MY SISTER!"

She was definitely losing it by now. She was totally losing control and I had to help her calm down before she set the house on fire. Then I heard Stefan reply calmly.

"Elena, please calm down. Leslie is fine, she's already here. She and Damon came back to your house right before the murder occurred."

I heard my dad stifle a laugh, but he didn't comment.

With that, I shoved Damon away from me and got out of bed. I ran down the hallway and down the stairs and saw Stefan holding a sobbing Elena in his arms. My dad was still sitting in his arm chair staring at Elena and Stefan sipping his drink calmly. I shoved Stefan out of the way and wrapped my arms around Elena protectively. I grabbed her face in my hands and stared deeply into her eyes. Luckily they weren't violet yet, so I looked at her and said.

"Elena, stop. Look at me, I'm okay. Just calm down, okay?"

She stared at me and then wrapped her arms around me. Then she yelled.

"Oh Leslie, I'm so glad you're okay! I thought the monster had gotten you and..."

I smirked and said.

"Silly little girl, don't you know there's no such thing as monsters."

At that, my dad instantly turned to stare at the fire in the fireplace. He was probably trying to hide the smile on his face. I glared daggers at him, but I didn't say anything. Elena was sniffling and she said in between sobs.

"Yeah, I now.. it's just that.. Mister Tanner looked.. so horrible and..."

She shuddered and only held on to me more tightly. It appeared that if she continued, she might break down. In order to calm her down, I just laughed and said.

"You really have to start watching more scary movies. Then, maybe you would be able to handle these types of things."

She looked up and glared at me, then she said.

"It's not the same Leslie. In the movies, you know it's fake, you know the people are still alive. In real life, you know that they're truly dead and you will never see them again. Everything is real, the blood, the corpse, everything. Not only that, but the scary part is that there's a real killer still out there."

Yeah, she was definitely spooked. I just hugged her tightly and said.

"Elena you need to go get some rest. It isn't healthy for you to be freaking out like this."

She shook her head and said.

"I'm not going anywhere alone."

I sighed and said.

"Okay, let me just go drop off Damon and..."

"No!"

She screamed so loud that I thought my ear drums would burst out of my ears. She moved away from me and blocked the door, so I wouldn't leave. Okay, maybe she was a little more than just spooked. Stefan instantly sent Damon a murderous death glare. The saying, 'if looks could kill', instantly popped in my head when I saw him. Damon just gave him a taunting smile, but didn't say anything. My dad finally rose from his chair and said in a bored tone.

"There are a lot of empty guest rooms. Stefan and Damon can stay for the night if they want."

Was he serious? I was pretty sure that my dad knew that Damon and Stefan were vampires. The first time he met Damon he had said, "you've made yourself quite a reputation over the past one hundred years." I was also sure that he had figured out that Damon had killed Kool-Aid man to. If he knew what they were, then he would have easily figured out where the blood from Damon's shirt had come from. So, why in the hell was he inviting two vampires to stay at his house? My dad definitely knew much more than what he was letting on. If that was the case, I was definitely going to figure out everything he knew.

After he said that, he walked up to his room and left me to deal with a homicidal vampire, a nice concerned vampire, and a freaked out little sister. Way to go dad, thanks. I sighed then turned to Damon and Stefan and said.

"Okay, well you guys heard him. You can stay if you want, I don't care."

I went to Elena and she stayed firmly by the door not daring to move. She was clearly afraid that I would leave and get killed by the 'monster'. If she only the 'monster' was standing a mere few feet away from her. The thought of Damon being so close to my sister was very unnerving. If Damon tried anything stupid with her while he was here. I would without a doubt drive a vervain soaked stake right through his heart. I approached her slowly with my arms outstretched and said.

"Elena, I'm not going anywhere. Just come here and I'll take you to your room."

She shook her head and said.

"I already told you that I don't want to be alone."

I sighed and said.

"Okay fine. I'll stay with you tonight."

Her face instantly brightened in a smile and she said.

"Really? You'd do that for me?"

I smiled and said.

"I'm your sister, aren't I?"

She instantly moved from the door and came to stand beside me. I grabbed her hand and walked her over to the couch and told her to lay down and relax. Damon and Stefan had been watching our entire exchange with curious expressions. Once she was calm and relaxed I moved away from her. Then I turned to Damon and Stefan and said sarcastically.

"You know if you took a picture it would last longer."

Damon smirked, while Stefan just gave me a small smile. I sighed and said.

"Listen, I have a freaked out sister and I'm not really in the mood for a fight. So, if you guys are gonna stay..."

Stefan instantly interrupted me and said.

"Actually, I was hoping if you would lend us a car. So we could go home."

I instantly noticed how he emphasized the word, 'we'. He clearly felt the same as me, and didn't want Damon anywhere near Elena. I smiled and said.

"Yeah, no problem."

I pulled my keys from my jacket pocket and threw them at him, then I said.

"Here, you can take my car. I'll go pick it up tomorrow morning."

He merely nodded and turned to look at Damon and jerked his head towards the door. Damon just smirked and said.

"Actually, little brother.."

I interrupted him and said.

"I think you should go, Damon."

He raised his eyebrows at me and said.

"Are you kicking me out?"

I just laughed and said.

"No, trust me you'll know when I'm kicking you out. The way you'll know is because I will literally kick you out."

He just smiled and said with fake disappointment.

"Well that's too bad. I really wanted to see how you would look wearing pajamas or some sexy nightgown."

I just laughed and said.

"Well, I guess you'll just have to stick to your dreams and imagination."

His smile just grew brighter almost as if I were missing something obvious. He then said.

"Yeah, I suppose you're right."

Stefan was fuming by now, glaring daggers at Damon. I smiled and said.

"You should leave before Stefan's murderous glares make holes into your nice jacket."

Damon just stared at Stefan with a taunting smile on his face. Stefan just seemed to get more annoyed by the second.

I just smiled and shook my head at them. They were both so different from Elena and I. So much more antagonistic towards each other as well. I mean, Elena and I didn't always agree. We did get into arguments, but Damon and Stefan acted as if they weren't even related.

Especially Damon, he was always very mean to Stefan. He was the older one and he was supposed to protect him and be the responsible one. Instead, it appeared that the roles were reversed. Stefan was more logical and took things more seriously. While, Damon found everything to be funny and had to make a joke out of everything that happened. They were the same as us in that manner, but other than that we were nothing alike.

I would slaughter anyone that dared hurt my sister. I was mean to her sometimes, but not to the point were I would make her life miserable. We were completely different people, but she was my sister. As the oldest, I had to protect her and keep her safe. I had promised my mother I would, and I took my promises very seriously.

Ever since we were taken, I had become very protective of Elena. Anyone that came within ten feet of her would instantly get threatened or hit.

My dad thought it was cute, but he said that I shouldn't always be so protective of her. He said that if I was, she would become completely dependent on me and she wouldn't be able to stick up for herself.

I figured out that was true when we turned thirteen. When we turned thirteen our dad said that we were going to begin the physical part of our training. The first three years of living with him were on how to control our emotions, so we could stay in control of our powers. That way we wouldn't shock the living hell out of someone or set them on fire. We were still working on that, but our dad said that he believed we had enough control, so the physical part could begin.

Boy was he wrong, the first time Danny tried to swing at me I instantly had him on the floor withering in pain. My dad had busted out laughing, while Elena just covered her eyes and hid behind him. I remember that when I stopped shocking him I yelled, "why did you try to hit me? I didn't do anything to you!" Danny just got up from the floor and said, "the point is for you to fight back without using your powers."

Man, was I embarrassed, I apologized and asked him to show me what to do. He showed me how I could easily avoid a punch by just tilting my head to the side and other cool fighting moves. When he asked me throw a punch he was surprised that I was actually able to hit him square in the jaw. He asked me if anyone had showed me how to throw a punch and I had just said, "yep, my Uncle Elijah showed me." My dad had just laughed and said, "I'm not surprised." A part of me wondered how much he knew about my Uncle Elijah, but I didn't ask.

When we were done, it was Elena's turn. I was clearly on edge, I was really afraid Danny would hurt her. When Danny took the first swing I was about to run and get between them, but my dad held me back. I saw how Elena instantly jumped back and fell on the floor. He didn't even come close to hitting her, but his quick move had scared her. She instantly got up and ran to hide behind me. My dad had just looked at me and said, "see what I mean?"

Yeah, I did see what he meant. If Elena ever got in a difficult situation she wouldn't be able to defend herself because she would be counting on me. What if one day I wasn't there and she got in trouble? How on earth would she be able to defend herself without exposing her true identity?

With that in mind I turned to look at her and I said, "Elena I won't always be there to protect you, so you have to learn to stick up yourself." She instantly began to shake her head and said, "you promised you would protect me." I sighed and said,"yes, I'm not saying I won't. All I'm saying is that one day you will need to defend yourself and you won't be able to because you won't know how. What if one day were not together and you get in trouble? What if you're not able to use your powers against them? What will you do?" She simply stayed quiet and lowered her head towards the floor. I stayed calm and said, "you wanna know what's gonna happen? You're gonna get yourself killed. That's what's gonna happen."

I grabbed her chin and made her look at me then I said, "now, do you see why you have to learn how to fight?" She stared at me with a look of determination on her face and said with a smile, "yeah, I do." I just smiled back at her and said, "okay, now go hit Danny in the face."

I was taken out of my thoughts when I heard Damon say.

"Earth to Leslie. Anyone home?"

He was doing the same thing I did to him when he came to dinner. He was waving his hand in front of my face obviously trying to get my attention. I just smirked and said.

"Yeah, I'm home, but it appears that you're not. So, go home already."

He just stared at me for a second and then gave me his signature smirk. I just rolled my eyes at him and said.

"No seriously, go home already. I have to get Elena upstairs and in bed before she breaks down again."

When I turned to look at her I saw Stefan holding her in his arms rocking her back and forth. She was obviously not going to break down any time soon. Man, this guy really did love her. I would never say this out loud, but they did look kinda cute like that. I saw how Damon just rolled his eyes obviously not agreeing with my thoughts. I glared at him and said.

"Okay people party's over. Damon, Stefan go home and Elena get your but upstairs and go to bed."

Elena just sighed loudly and said.

"Aw, come on Leslie just give me five more minutes."

I smirked and said.

"Of course Elena, all of you have exactly five minutes to do what I said before someone gets hit."

At that, she instantly got up from the couch and pulled Stefan with her. She walked with him to the door and wrapped her arms around his neck. Then faster than I could say two, her lips were crushed against his. I felt like I would puke the nachos I had eaten at the game. They were some really good nachos to. In an attempt to avoid that, I turned away from them and made the mistake of looking at Damon. He was staring directly at my lips. Oh no way in hell was I going to let Damon kiss me! I was about to turn away from him when suddenly he grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him in a too strong hug. I gasped for air and said.

"Damon!... Can't... breath!"

He lightly released his hold on me, but didn't let me go. I glared up at him and said.

"What do you think you're doing?"

He just smirked and replied.

"Just saying bye."

"You couldn't have done that without having to crush me to death?"

He stared at the ceiling and seemed to be thinking of something. I just laughed and said.

"Careful don't hurt yourself."

He looked at me and said.

"Cute."

I smiled at him and said.

"Thanks, I get that all the time."

It appeared as if he didn't like that reply very much. He tried to hide it by saying.

"Do you now?"

I smirked and said.

"Yep."

He frowned at that and I just smiled. Yeah, he definitely didn't like that answer. Why though? It's not like we were dating or anything. We were barely even friends. Maybe it was because he now knew that I was, 'sick' and he just wanted to protect me.

I wondered what he would say if he knew that James had asked me out during lunch detention. The real smart one had gotten in trouble just to get lunch detention with me, so he could ask me out. I had of course told him, no, in my very special way. Damon took me out of my thoughts when he said.

"Well since we're friends now I thought that a hug would be appropriate. Unless you want the same bye your sister received?"

I shoved him away from me and said.

"Ugh! You're such a creeper!"

He just smirked and said.

"How is giving my bestest friend a hug being a creeper?"

"Bestest isn't a word."

"Says you."

I just shook my head and said.

"Alright the five minutes are way over. You guys go home and Elena go to bed already."

When I turned to look at her I saw how Stefan had his arms wrapped protectively around her. They were looking into each others eyes wrapped in their own little world, oblivious to everything around them. I just sighed and yelled.

"Are you two deaf? I said that if everyone didn't do what I said someone was gonna get hit. Do you two want to be the first ones?"

With that, Elena instantly broke away from him and gave him a small peck on the cheek. Then she turned to me and said that she was gonna wait for me in the study. Stefan then looked at me and said.

"Good night Leslie, I'll see you tomorrow."

I gave him a small smile and replied.

"Yeah, night."

He then looked at Damon and said.

"Damon, come on, let's go."

Damon just sighed and said.

"Always in such a hurry little brother. You should relax and take things step by step like me. You'd be more fun and would brood a lot less."

I just rolled my eyes and said.

"Do you want to be first, Damon?"

He looked at me and said with a smirk.

"Not tonight, kitten."

I blinked and before I could respond he was out the door in a flash. What the hell did he just call me? Did he just call me kitten! Oh, he was definitely going to pay big time for that! I knew that they were still outside because I could still see my car through the window. So I said really loud.

"Damon, you little punk! You're gonna pay for that!"

I listened for a reply and sure enough I heard him chuckling, obviously finding what he said very funny. I stayed there glaring at the door for about five seconds. Then I turned around only to bump right into him. I glared at him and said.

"Damon, you little..."

Before I could continue with my insult. Damon instantly wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss right on the side of my throat. I was so shocked that I couldn't even think of pushing him away. He pulled away slowly and kissed the top of my head gently. Then faster than I could blink he was gone in a flash out the door. Then I heard the sound of the tires of my car screech and he was completely gone. Elena walked into the living room and yelled with a bright smile.

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! DAMON LIKES YOU!"

I snapped right out of my state of shock and I said coldly.

"It's not, what it looked like."

She just grinned and said.

"Sure... it wasn't."

I glared at her and said.

"It's not."

She held her hands up in surrender and said.

"If you say so."

"I do."

She just nodded, but I could see how she was firmly pressing her lips together trying really hard not to smile. I glared at her and said.

"If you even crack the slightest hint of a smile, you're gonna be in big trouble. You understand?"

She instantly composed her face and nodded. I just sighed and said.

"Okay, lets go to bed."

She then said quickly.

"You're still staying with me, right?"

I smirked and said.

"I said I would, didn't I?"

She nodded and I said.

"Well then, there's your answer."

We walked together to my room in order for me to get my things so I could go stay with her. Once I grabbed what I needed, we walked to her room. As soon as I walked in, I wanted to turn around and run out.

Her room was a light baby blue and she had stuffed animals spilled everywhere. Not even my two year old cousin had that many toys. The color of her bed and pillows matched the color of the room and I felt sick. I was going to have to sleep on that! The simple solution to my distaste would be to simply not sleep at all. My room was nothing like this, it was a bloody red with black curtains and black bed sheets.

After I was done criticizing her bad taste and I got over myself. We both changed into our nightgowns and laid down on the bed. I needed to tell Elena what happened with Damon. Just in case he decided to ask her about me being, 'sick'. For some reason, I didn't feel quite safe talking to her out loud. I had this very strange feeling that we were being watched. I wouldn't be surprised if Damon was outside or in the house listening, he was such a creeper.

I took a deep breath and I slipped right into Elena's mind. She was thinking of Stefan, of course, and how much she loved him. She was thinking of how she felt very safe with him and that she had never felt for anyone what she felt for him. Then her thoughts shifted to Damon and me. She thought we would make a great couple, but she was worried about Caroline. She knew that Caroline and Damon were dating and she felt bad. She was also wondering what Damon felt for me and what I felt for him. She thought that if maybe I let my guard down, Damon would be able to win my heart.

Yeah, that was never going to happen. Damon was an immature little brat, that didn't know how to keep his hands to himself. I took a deep breath and said mentally.

Elena.

She got so spooked that she nearly fell off the bed. She stared at me and said out loud.

"Whoa, you scared me. What is it?"

I merely raised my finger to my lips and I said mentally.

Don't talk out loud. Just listen to me, I have to tell you something important.

She stared at me confused, but then she entered my mind and said.

What is it?

I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the yelling that was about to come. Even if we were talking through our minds she could still be loud. I stared at her and said slowly.

I messed up and by messed up, I mean like screwed up pretty badly.

She narrowed her eyes and said curiously.

How? What do you mean?

I looked out the window and prepared my head for the scream. I sighed and said.

Before you yell at me, I want you to let me finish explaining, okay?

She merely nodded her head in agreement. Okay, well here goes nothing.

Okay, well today Damon pissed me off and my eyes sorta changed color when I attacked him. And... well, he saw, but I was...

LESLIE! How could you be so irresponsible? Do you know what's gonna happen now? We're gonna have to move again and it's all because of you and your bad temper! For the first time in my life I found love and now I'm gonna have to leave him. Well, you know what? I WON'T! I'm not leaving Stefan! So, tomorrow when you go for your car influence Damon and make him forget! I'm not going to let a stupid mistake ruin my happiness!

She was fuming with anger and I just smiled. Elena had never stood up to me like that. She must really love Stefan if she was brave enough to do that. I smirked at her and said.

You done?

She glared at me and said.

How can you be so calm? Damon might be able to figure...

He won't.

Oh, really? Why not?

Because he thinks I'm sick.

At that she instantly blinked and stared at me in shock. Then finally she said.

What do you mean he thinks you're sick?

That's just it, he thinks I'm sick. He thinks I have some rare disease that makes my eyes change color.

She smiled happily and said.

Is that what you told him?

Naw, I told him fairies poured magic powder on them.

She ignored that and said.

He really believed that?

Yeah, he said that he was gonna go track them down and stomp all of them.

Leslie stop, this is serious.

Yeah, you're right poor fairies. I feel kinda bad for them.

Leslie!

Yes?

Just tell something...

Something.

Not funny, Leslie.

You may not find it funny, but I'm having a blast.

Okay, so he thinks you have some rare disease, right?

I just smiled and decided I had had my fun with her. So, I looked at her and said still smiling.

Yeah.

Okay, then. If he or Stefan asks me about you, I'll just tell them that it's true.

I just shrugged and said.

Kay.

With that I left her alone and raised my shield in order to block her. She clapped her hands twice and the lights went off.

I sighed and tried to sleep, but I couldn't because Elena kept turning and twisting in her sleep. She was whimpering and talking all through the night. On several occasions she woke up screaming saying that she had dreamed about Kool-Aid man. I would just hug her and tell her that everything was going to be alright.

During one of her nightmares, while I was holding her I noticed a dark figure by her window. I stared at it carefully and noticed it was an animal. When I focused only on the shape of the animal I instantly knew who it was. I smiled at him and waved. He approached and landed on the outside of the window. Elena looked at me and said.

"Who did you wave to?"

I looked at her and said.

"Oh, no one."

She frowned and turned to stare out the window, but when she looked, there was nothing there. I just smiled and thought. 'Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow bestie. Get some rest, cuz I know I won't.' With that, I wrapped my arms around Elena and rocked her until she fell asleep peacefully in my arms.