Who has ever thought about how a conversation between Elena and Damon would be in this story? I've thought about it for a while, and by a while. I mean a week. That's why I haven't updated as quickly as I should. Anyway, in this chapter you will see what it would be like for them to talk. Now, let's get to the most pressing question, as of right now. Will Leslie help Stefan lock Damon up or not? Only one way find out. Enjoy Chapter 19 everyone. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of its characters.

Chapter 19

(Damon's POV)

As I walked into the Founder's Party, I noticed that Leslie was already here. She had a glass of wine in her hand and a bored look on her face. Actually, bored was an understatement. She looked more annoyed than anything else. I was still angry with her for playing along with Stefan's games, so I decided to go annoy her even more. I started walking towards her. When suddenly, someone walked right in front of me blocking my view of her. When I looked up to see her. She was no where in sight. I looked in every direction and there was no sign of her. Had she already left?

Before I could go search for her, I felt someone tap my shoulder. When I turned to see who it was, I was about to say, "Leslie?" When I realized that it wasn't her, it was her sister Elena. She smiled kindly at me and said.

"Hi Damon, have you seen Stefan?"

They may have been twins, but Leslie and Elena were nothing alike. Leslie would never smile at me like that and she would never be so polite. Leslie and Elena were like me and Stefan. Elena was the good, nice sister. While Leslie was the bad sister that didn't give a damn about what people thought. Just like Stefan actually cared and I couldn't care less.

I smiled at her and replied.

"No, do you know where your sister went?"

She pressed her lips together obviously trying to hold back laughter. What was so funny? What a weird chick. She merely shook her head with a smile on her face and said.

"No I haven't, but if you see Stefan. Can you please tell him I'll be outside?"

Then suddenly I had a great idea. What better way to get back at Leslie than to give her sister a little history lesson. Leslie loved history, therefore she wouldn't mind if I shared some with her sister. Before Elena could walk away I said.

"Why don't we look for them together? It would be much easier to find them if we look together rather than on our own."

She stared at me for a while, obviously considering if it would be wise for her to be with me. Finally, she sighed and said with a smile.

"You're right, lets go. Knowing Leslie, I'm pretty sure she's outside..."

Then she frowned and said.

"Unless, she already left and if she did. She will be in big trouble when I get home."

I smirked and said.

"Will you ground her? Because if you are, then may I suggest that one month won't be enough."

Instead of throwing a smart remark at me or glaring at me. She stopped and simply started laughing at me. She kept on laughing, but after a couple of seconds she finally said.

"Ha, now I know why Leslie decided to be your friend Damon. You're so much like her. You're really funny, you know."

I stared at her curiously. Leslie thought I was funny? That's why she had decided to be my friend? I smiled, as I instantly realized something. I had finally found my source to know exactly why Leslie did the things she did. If I was able to keep Elena on my side. Then I would be able to know everything I wanted to know about Leslie.

In order to do that I had to "apologize" to her and make her see that I wasn't such a bad friend for her. Not only that, but I would also get back at Leslie in the process. I had promised to not tell Elena what I was and I was keeping true to my word. Although, I had not promised to not tell her some history. I stopped walking and said to her.

"Elena, I wish to apologize to you for what I said when you went to the house looking for Stefan. I shouldn't have told you that Stefan still wasn't over Katherine. That was wrong of me. There's absolutely no excuse, for my behavior. My therapist says I'm acting out trying to punish Stefan. It would mean a lot to me if you accepted my apology."

She stared directly at me and said with a smile.

"It's okay, Damon. Don't worry about it. I understand, but why do you wish to punish Stefan? What did he do?"

I supressed a laugh. This girl was simply too easy. I couldn't believe she fell for that crap. No wonder Leslie was so protective of her. She was very ignorant and way too kind. Oh well..., not my sister. It's time for a little history lesson. I turned and began walking. She instantly moved and began walking beside me. I smiled and said.

"Well you see, it's all in the past. I don't even want to bring it out. Lets just say the men in the Salvatore family have been cursed with sibling rivalry. It all began with the original Salvatore brothers."

I turned to see her expression and she appeared to be deep in thought. She then turned to me and said seriously.

"Continue."

I smiled and said.

"They both fell in love with the same girl and all three of their lives ended tragically. It's a very tragic story of love, betrayal, and jealousy. Anyway, they went to the first Founder's Party, you know. Their names are even in the registry list. You should check that out some time."

Suddenly she stopped walking and she said to me with a sad voice.

"Why are you doing this, Damon? "

I stared at her confused. What did she mean? Crap! Had she figured me out? I instantly stared at her and said.

"Doing what, Elena?"

She stared at me with a sad expression on her face and said.

"You're telling me these things, so that I will mistrust Stefan and tell Leslie. You want Leslie not to trust him and stop being his friend. You know that Leslie is only friends with people she likes and trusts. If Leslie stops being his friend, she will threaten him to stay away from me. Then I'll have to break up with him."

I simply stared at her in shock, but didn't reply. Is that what she thought? That I wanted Leslie to stop being Stefan's friend and for her to break up with him. Okay, maybe that was part of my plan. Why should he get all the girls and a happy ending? Everyone always prefered Saint Stefan. She looked at me with watery eyes and said.

"Why, Damon? He's your brother. Why are you trying to hurt him? Don't you want him to be happy? Are you jealous, is that it? You know, if you want to be closer to Leslie. All you have to do is prove your loyalty to her. Show her that she can count on you and she will never turn her back on you. You said that the Salvatores are cursed with sibling rivalry. That's a lie, Damon. Siblings are not cursed to hate each other, to hurt each other."

She took deep breath and I could see a tear beginning to slide down her cheek. She continued and said.

"Do you think I would ever hurt my sister? I love her, Damon. She practically raised me during my early teenage years of life. Which were, without a doubt, the hardest. No matter what, she was always there, guiding me, protecting me, and saving me. We only have each other to count on. So, why would we hurt each other if it's just us?"

Leslie and Elena loved each other and cared for each other a lot. I could see how much Elena cared for Leslie by the way she said her sister's name. With Leslie, it was so obvious how much she cared for Elena. You would have to be a moron to not realize it. She had put a girl in the hospital, spent the night with her when she was afraid, and had threatened to kill Stefan if he hurt her. In a way, Leslie was similar to a motherly figure for Elena. Elena then wiped the tear away and said.

"I'm no one to judge you, but I just think you should know. You're wrong, Damon. You are wrong in so many ways. If you think that I am going to run and tell Leslie what you just said. Let me inform you, that you are 100% wrong. I will not let your stories affect Leslie's friendship with Stefan or my relationship with him. I'll admit that what Caroline said did surprise me a little, but..."

What had that big mouthed blonde said now? I instantly interrupted her and said angrily.

"What did Caroline say?"

Her eyes widened and she instantly put her hand over her mouth. I stared at her and said.

"What did Caroline say, Elena?"

She shook her head and said.

"Nothing, she didn't say anything! She just said that... that, she liked you a lot. Also, that... you were... umm, way better looking than Stefan."

Who did she think she was talking to? A three year old? This girl was such a bad liar. I could see she was panicking, so in order to reassure her that everything was alright. I smiled at her and said.

"I'm not surprised. She wouldn't be the first girl to think that."

Elena seemed to relax and she said smiling.

"Yeah, I'm sure you get that a lot."

I smirked, while she simply smiled and then she said.

"You know, Damon. I may not be as great a fighter as Leslie, but I'm no idiot when it comes to crushes and relationships."

What did that have to do with anything? I stared at her and said.

"What?"

She laughed and said.

"You know, if you like my sister. Then, why don't you just tell her? In case you didn't know, Leslie just sees Stefan as an older brother. Instead of, all of these pathetic attempts to get her away from your brother. Why don't you just man up and ask her out?"

I stared at her wide eyed and didn't reply. What the hell was she talking about? I didn't have a crush on Leslie. She was fun to be around, but I didn't think of her in a romantic way. She merely grinned and said casually.

"There have been many guys that have done it before. Like James, for example. He got lunch detention just so he could ask her out. I thought that was kinda cute. Leslie, on the other hand, didn't seem to agree with me... Anyways, maybe if you ask her she might say yes. You're funny like her and she seems to think that you're worth being her friend. She doesn't believe in love or relationships at all. Therefore, I know it's a long shot, but who knows?"

She shrugged casually as she said this. I couldn't help the tinge of anger I felt when she said some idiot had asked Leslie out. Why did I feel this way though? It wasn't like she was mine. At first, I had made it my goal to drink from her one way or another, but now I wasn't so sure. I had been able to stay in control a lot better. Her scent was still as good as the day I first laid eyes on her. I suppose, since I had spent so much time around her. I had simply grown accustomed to it.

Now, that I knew she was sick. I really didn't have the same craving as I did that day. What I felt was something I hadn't felt in a long time. It was the feeling of caring. I hated to admit it, but I did care for Leslie. I didn't love her. My heart belonged to Katherine, but Leslie seemed to have won a place inside somewhere as well. Maybe it was her likeness to me or how she could be so strong even in the most outrages situation. She was strong, brave, funny, and downright beautiful. She was also understanding. She didn't judge me about my eating habits or the things I did. She didn't like it when Stefan and I fought, but other than that she was completely fine with the way I was. It wasn't everyday I would come across a girl like that.

Although, the scent of her blood was like a magnet that simply pulled me to her. Elena's blood had a sweet smell to it, but it was more floral. While Leslie was a complete mystery. She wasn't sweet, but she wasn't dull either. She was... there really wasn't any way to properly describe the scent of her blood. It had a sweet scent to it, but... damn. Who cared about descriptions. All I had to do, was what Elena had said and I would have easy access to her good side. Before I could reply, Elena smiled and waved to someone behind me. She walked past me and said.

"Stefan, Leslie, we were looking for you two. Where have you guys been?"

I turned and saw Leslie and Stefan walking side by side towards us. Once they reached us, Leslie smirked and said.

"Planet earth, you?"

Elena simply sighed and replied.

"Ha, ha, very funny."

Stefan was simply glaring at me and he said to Elena.

"What were you doing with, Damon?"

She smiled at him and replied.

"We were looking for you guys and he was making me laugh. I didn't know he was that funny."

Leslie instantly looked at me and raised her eyebrows. Stefan was fuming with anger glaring murderous daggers at me. I smirked at him and that only seemed to piss him off even more. Leslie then turned to Elena and said sarcastically.

"Yeah, he's a riot. Although he's not that good because he needs me in order to amuse himself. I make myself laugh all the time. I don't need anyone to have a good time."

Elena just smiled at her and said.

"I know, that's why you're so fun to be around."

Leslie just winked at her then she turned to me and said sarcastically.

"Hey BFF, thanks for watching over her. I know that you probably wanted to blow your ear drums out from all her talking. So, I admire your bravery and patience."

Elena glared at her and stuck her tongue out at her. Leslie just laughed lightly and said sarcastically.

"Dang, that really hurt my feelings Lena. I think I might actually cry."

I smirked and said.

"Oh don't do that. Crying would ruin your beautiful makeup. Not only that, but it definitely doesn't suit your lovely personality."

Instead of telling me to shut up or threaten to kick me. Leslie merely smiled and rolled her eyes. Then she turned to Stefan and said.

"Well..., you were looking for her like a freaking creeper all over the place. So, now that you found her go have fun and quit following me. You weirdo. One stalker is enough, I really don't need two."

As she said this, she was staring right at me. I smiled at her and to my surprise... she smiled back. Elena simply shook her head at Leslie with a smile on her face. Stefan merely gave her an apologetic look and said.

"Sorry Leslie, I was just worried about Elena. I thought you might know where she was."

She rolled her eyes at him and said.

"I'm her sister, not her bodyguard."

I smirked and said.

"Doesn't look like it to me."

She turned to me and said shaking her head slowly with narrowed eyes.

"Shut up, Damon."

Then suddenly her eyes went wide and she abruptly turned to stare at Elena. I noticed how their eyes were locked together. Almost like they were communicating with each other. Then her eyes narrowed and she said.

"Great, just freaking great. Thanks a lot, Elena. All I wanted for today, was to come here and chill then go home. It seems like you just love making me fix your messes."

Elena's eyes seemed sad and she replied.

"I'm sorry, it wasn't my fault. I just..."

She then seemed to remember that Stefan and I were there. Since, she instantly pressed her lips together and didn't say anything else. Leslie seemed to notice this as well and she said.

"You and I will discuss this when we get home. I'm just gonna go get my purse and then I'm leaving."

She looked directly at Stefan and said.

"You better make sure she gets home and safely. If not, you and I are going to have a long conversation as well. By conversation, I mean, I'm gonna kick your ass. You got that?"

Stefan instantly nodded his head in agreement. He was not only whipped by his goody goody girlfriend, but by her sister as well. What a little punk. Leslie merely nodded then turned and nearly ran back inside the house.

What was going on? What were they talking about? Maybe that whole telepathy between twins was real. Elena looked extremely guilty and Leslie simply looked annoyed. Maybe Elena had forgotten to get Leslie's clothes from the cleaners or something. I really didn't have time to worry about them right now. I had a big mouthed blonde to get rid of. I watched as Leslie disappeared into the crowd. Then I turned and went in search of my next target.

(Leslie's POV)

Where the hell was she? I had to get Caroline the hell out of here before Damon did anything to her. It was all because of Elena and her big mouth. Why did she always have to trust any moron that smiled at her? Damon was beginning to make Elena get suspicious about things. He was obviously trying to get back at Stefan. Seriously, what a child. He needed to grow up, already. All of this, 'you piss me off, I get revenge' deal was getting real old, real soon.

I searched every room in the house for nearly half an hour, but there was no sign of her. I was about to give up hope and go home. When suddenly, I heard Elena and Caroline talking somewhere close by. Then out of no where Caroline nearly screamed.

"Elena! How could you? He's going to kill me! Oh god, oh god."

Caroline might have been slow with some things, but on this she was absolutely right. If I didn't get her the hell out of here, Damon would end up killing her. I had to move and get her out of here fast. So, I followed the sound of her heavy breathing and found they were in the restroom. Before I walked in I heard Elena say.

"Caroline, you're shaking. What's wrong? Are you afraid of him? Has Damon hurt you?"

Before things could get even more out of hand, I rushed inside and said calmly.

"Elena, go back to the party. Let me talk to her."

"But look at her, Leslie. She looks like she's about to have a stroke. Maybe, Damon..."

I stared at her and said firmly.

"I want you to get one thing straight, Elena. I wasn't asking you if you wanted to leave. I'm telling you to go back to the party."

She stared at me in shock then finally said.

"Okay, but if you need me, call me."

I nodded my head in agreement and then turned to Caroline. I stared at her and said.

"We have to get you back to my house for tonight. You can't stay at your house. At least not while Damon is still out there."

She stared at me and said in a shaky voice.

"Damon, didn't do anything to me. He wouldn't hurt me."

Her stupidity and denial to admit the truth pissed me off. So, I stared at her and said.

"What? Are you really dumb or do you just pretend, Caroline? Damon isn't good for you. You could find someone so much better. Someone that you deserve. You're a cool chick. Why waste your time with an idiot like Damon?"

She stared at me and said.

"I don't know why, but I just can't leave him."

There it was, the magical why. That was what instantly told me she was under compulsion. Damon was using her. The question was, for what? I pondered on it and suddenly it struck. I stared at her and instantly noticed the scarf around her neck. I stared at it and said to her.

"Take off the scarf, Caroline."

She instantly backed away from me and said.

"No, why?"

When she moved, the scarf seemed to shift and my thoughts were proven to be right. I could see a small purple bruise on her neck.

So, I stared directly at her and said calmly.

"Take it off or I'll take it off of you myself. You have five seconds, so pick."

She had her hands on it and seemed to be thinking of what to do. I stared at her and said slowly.

"Two..., one."

With that, I moved quickly towards her and instantly pulled the scarf away from her neck. I instantly realized I was right. Caroline had deep, purple bite marks on her neck. She stared at me in shock, but didn't say anything. I turned away from her and stared into the miorror. Then I took a deep breath and said calmly.

"Caroline, take the scarf and put it back on. Then go find Elena and tell her that I invited you to spend the night. If she asks you anything just tell her that it's between you and me. If she wants to know anything, she should ask me."

She nodded then grabbed the scarf and said quietly.

"Leslie, are you okay? What are you going to do? Please don't do anything. Damon will.."

I turned to stare directly at her and I said.

"You should leave, Caroline. Go find Elena and do what I said. Right now, I'm really not in the mood. So, just get out."

She gave me a frightened look and then wrapped the scarf around her neck and rushed out. I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes trying to think calmly.

What was I going to do about Damon? According to Stefan, Damon didn't really have that many friends because of his big, bad-boy attitude. I was the first person to ever try to be his friend and that hadn't tried to literally drive a stake through his heart.

While we were searching for Elena, Stefan had told me that Damon was truly interested in being my friend. He claimed that he had never seen Damon so interested in something before. Well except ruining his life, but that was different. He told me that Damon was sincere about wanting to be my friend. Which he found quite odd, therefore I should still be careful around him. Since, he wasn't quite sure why Damon showed such interest. He said he had a pretty good idea, but he wasn't sure if his theory was correct. When I asked him what his theory was. He had simply said it was a brother thing. At that, I instantly backed off. If it was a sibling thing then that was none of my business. That was between them. Although, a confession like that did make me think about a few things.

One pressing question I had was, did Damon want to be my friend because he liked me for me? Or because I looked exactly like Katherine? When I confronted him about it, he had said that he had put up with all my crap because he liked me. He claimed that he liked me for me and not because I reminded him of her. When I asked him why he cared for me. He had replied that he cared for me because I was his friend. I had accepted that, but was there more to it? Elena certainly thought so, but I truly hoped not.

I snapped out of my thoughts and focused on the situation at hand. Right now, I had to figure out what I was going to do. Damon was my friend, but he had crossed the line. He had hurt Caroline and I wasn't going to let that slide. I had dealt with these types of situations before. All I could do, was talk to him and tell him to back off and leave her alone. By talk, I mean, threaten to break his face. If that didn't work then I would have to resort to drastic measures. Those drastic measures included, actually breaking his face or influencing him to stay away from her. As I was thinking of what to yell at him. I distinctly heard Caroline say in a robotic tone.

"Leslie took the scarf off and told me to look for Elena, so we could go stay at her house."

What the hell was she doing? Who was she talking to? Then suddenly I heard a too familiar voice reply.

"Did she now? Why did you let her take it off? Tell me the truth."

Fish! Damon had found her! Crap! Crap! Crap! I had to find her and get her away from him, fast. I ran out of the restroom and followed where the sound of their voices were coming from. It took me towards the back part of the house. Suddenly I heard Caroline reply in her normal, scared voice.

"I didn't, she took it off and I got scared. You know that she can fight, and she scares me. I didn't know what to say, but I told her that you would never hurt me. She didn't seem to believe me though. She got mad and told me that I could find someone better. She told me to break up with you, but I told her that I wouldn't."

I moved more quickly through the crowd and kept a close check on the sound of her breathing. Although, when I heard her say that. The only thought that crossed my mind was... that little snitch. I was trying to save her life and she just threw me under the bus. In order to protect her own skin she would back stab anyone. Even the person that was trying to save her. She was lucky she was my friend. If she weren't, then I would have gladly let Damon have her for dinner. After this was over, I would no longer say anything that was even remotely close to a secret near her. She had officially lost my trust. Something told me that I could trust Damon with secret, more than I could trust her.

I kept moving towards the doors to the back and then I heard Damon say seductively.

"You make me crazy. You know that?"

"Damon, I..."

Then I barged through the doors and squinted in the darkness trying to find them. Then Damon interrupted her and he said calmly.

"It's okay, I forgive you."

That's when I noticed them and I saw Damon with his arms wrapped around her. He kissed the side of her head and she seemed to relax in his arms. Then she sighed and said.

"I swear I didn't say anything. Leslie..."

Damon appeared to be annoyed with her, but he smiled and kissed her lightly on the face. Then he sighed and said.

"Shh, shh, shh, it's okay. Unfortunately..., I am so over you now."

With that, he sank his teeth right into her throat. I ran down the steps and tried to reach him to get him off of her. Before I did, I saw how Damon's eyes widened and he collapsed on the floor in pain. I blinked, and then my legs were moving much faster than before. I ran towards Damon and kneeled on the floor beside him. I began shaking him and I nearly yelled.

"Damon? Damon, are you okay? Damon, what's wrong!"

What the hell just happened? What's wrong with him? Also, why was I so worried about him? Damon couldn't die easily, but I couldn't help but feel worried for him. Maybe it was because he was my new friend. I have always had this weird tendency to worry a lot about my new friends. I looked up and I saw Caroline giving me a murderous death glare. I glared back at her and said.

"What? You got a freaking staring problem?"

Then I heard Damon laugh and I turned my attention towards him. He looked so vulnerable, so weak, but he still found me funny. I smiled back at him and then moved some of the hair from his face. Then I heard a different set of footsteps approach us. When I looked up, I saw it was Stefan. I sighed in relief and said.

"Stefan, something's wrong. Damon..."

He stared at me and said carefully.

"I know. I had already considered that trying to spike his drink wouldn't work. So, I decided to spike hers."

As he said this, he stared directly at Caroline. I stared at him and didn't know what to say. My emotions where all over the place. Stefan had finally captured Damon. That was a good thing, right? There would be no more murders and everyone would be safe. He would be safe and Damon would be safe... in a way. This was a the right thing to do, wasn't it? Stefan stared at me and said.

"You knew this would happen, Leslie. I'm just sorry that you had to witness it."

I merely nodded my head and stared at Damon. Suddenly he gasped in pain and I couldn't help, but hold his hand. I squeezed it and said sincerely.

"I'm sorry, Damon."

With that, I let go of him and watched as Stefan picked him up and took him away. I stood from the floor and watched until they were out of sight. Then I saw Caroline staring at me with an annoyed look on her face. I glared at her and said.

"If you have something to say, just say it. If not, get the hell out of my sight."

I was still angry with her for ratting me out with Damon. What kind of a loyal friend did that to someone? I was trying to protect her and she simply turned her back on me like nothing. She stared at me and nearly yelled.

"Instead of helping me, since he nearly tore my throat out! You ran and helped him! What kind of a friend does that?"

That did it. The anger I had been trying really hard to control, instantly surfaced and I exploded. I got in her face and yelled.

"I want you to tell me what kind of friend stabs you in the back when you're trying to help her! I heard you when you told Damon that I had told you to leave him! The reason I told you that, was because I wanted to avoid precisely this! I told you that because I didn't want him to hurt you and I didn't want Stefan to hurt him! Both of you are my friends, and right now I just turned my back on Damon for you! But you're so stupid that you can't even see how much I've done for you! So, you know what? From now on, you're on your own! With friends like you, why in the hell do I need enemies? If you know what's good for you. You will stay the bloody hell away from me!"

I turned my back on her and stormed around the house towards my car. I instantly heard her running after me, yelling.

"Leslie, wait! I'm sorry! Leslie, please stop! Lets's talk this out!"

I ran faster towards my car and I noticed Elena leaning against it. I was pissed off as it was, and I didn't need a complaining Elena right now. I went directly to her and said.

"Keep Caroline away from me or I swear I'm gonna hit her."

"Why? What happened?"

"None of your freaking business! Just keep her away from me!"

She stared at me and something must've made her see I was serious. Since, she instantly nodded and ran up to meet Caroline. I pulled my keys out of my small pocket on the side of my dress and got in my car. I could hear Caroline crying and Elena saying, "she didn't mean it, Caroline. She's just mad. When she calms down I'm sure everything will be fine." I highly doubted things would be fine. I instantly backed out and drove out of there as fast as I could.

I drove aimlessly through the streets until I couldn't take it anymore. The guilt I was feeling inside was killing me. I stepped on the gas and drove as quickly as I could towards the Salvatore boarding house. When I arrived, I instantly got out and banged on the door. I heard footsteps approaching quickly and then the door swung open. A man I had never seen in my life was standing by the doorway. Had I gone to the wrong house? I looked around and no, this was the Salvatore home. So, I glared at him and said.

"Who the hell are you?"

He was taken aback by my rudeness and then he said.

"I'm Zack, Stefan and Damon's uncle."

I merely raised my eyebrows and said.

"Sure, why not? Now, where's Stefan?"

Stefan instantly appeared by his side and he said.

"Leslie? What are you doing here?"

I glared at him and I saw him cringe. Good, he should be afraid of me.

"Where is he?"

He sighed and said.

"Leslie, you shouldn't be here."

I clenched my hands into fists and replied dangerously calm.

"And you are not my damn father, to tell me where I should or shouldn't be."

He stared at me curiously and then finally he said.

"I won't let you let him out. He's a threat to all of us, Leslie. He..."

"And who the fuck do you think you are to say he's a threat!"

Stefan's eyes went wide and he stared at me with his mouth hanging open. I had never cussed him out. He was my big bro and I cared for him, but right now he was pissing me off. I glared at him and said.

"Tell me where he is or I will tear this house apart."

He stayed firmly by the door and didn't move. The guy that claimed to be his uncle merely gawked at me. I took a step forward and said.

"I'm not kidding, Stefan. I will kick your ass if you don't tell me where he is."

He stared at me for a couple of seconds then finally he sighed and said.

"He's downstairs in the basement."

I nodded and brushed right past him on my way inside. I made my way towards the staircase that led down to the basement and walked down. I could easily hear Stefan right behind me, his eyes glued on me like a hawk.

I approached a large steel door and looked inside. Damon was lying on the floor, without his ring and with a bunch of vervain around him. I wanted so badly to rip the door right off it's hinges and let him out, but I didn't. I took a deep breath and calmed myself instead. I turned away from him and walked over to the other wall and leaned my head against it. Stefan was still standing there staring at me and not saying a word. I took a deep breath and I said.

"Call my sister and tell her I'm staying the night. Tell her not to worry about me and that I'm fine. If she begins to complain, pass me the phone and I'll talk to her."

He stared at me and asked.

"You're staying?"

"Are you freaking deaf? Isn't that what I just said?"

I moved away from the wall and sat down near the door. I closed my eyes and when I didn't hear him leave. I turned to glare at him and said.

"What are you waiting for? Thanksgiving? Get out and go call Elena."

He stared at me as if waiting for something. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what he wanted. I took a deep breath and I said.

"I give you my word that I will not let him out."

Stefan knew very well that I always stayed true to my word. He nodded then dashed upstairs and I could hear him dialing Elena's number. I instantly got up and stared at Damon. This is for the best. This is for the best. This is for the best. No matter how many times I repeated that in my head. I knew it wasn't true. As I stared down at Damon I thought. If this is for the best. Then why the hell do I feel like a piece of crud?