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Chapter 27

(Elena's POV)

That was my sister! That's the way you break it down! I couldn't believe she had done that! Leslie always said she hated dancing with or in front of others. Now, she had made nearly half the school dance with her. I was so proud of her.

Not only that, but it seemed like her and James were having a great time together. I had convinced her to give him a chance because I really didn't want her anywhere near Damon. At first I had wanted for them to get together, but now I knew that Damon was dangerous. I knew very well that he liked her and I wasn't going to let him go anywhere near her. I truly hoped he got over her and started chasing after someone else. Maybe if he saw Leslie and James together he might leave her alone.

Speaking of Damon, I instantly noticed how he came stalking in my direction looking deadly angry. He looked, what Leslie would call... pissed off. I could easily see that his eyes weren't their usual crystal blue color. They looked dark as night and had a sense of murder. I could also see how his face kept changing from normal to vampire. What on earth was wrong with him? Why was he so mad? He looked like he was about to rip someone's throat out, literally.

He came towards me and I instantly became frightened. I tried to turn away and run, but he was instantly infront of me. He then grabbed me and moved me into a dark part of the room. He glared at me murderously and said angrily.

"What the hell were you thinking! Why the (bleep) did you tell her to come with him!"

Damon looked so angry that all I could do was stare. I then blinked rapidly and stuttered.

"Damon.. what.. are you talking about? I didn't..."

"Don't you dare (bleep) lie to me! You were the one that convinced her to come with that imbecile! What the hell is your (bleep) problem!"

I stared at him in shock and didn't reply. Yep, he definitely liked Leslie. Damon was jealous! Although, I had no idea that this would be his reaction. He was beginning to really frighten me. He looked absolutely deadly. The worst part was that he was directing all of his anger at me. I instantly cringed away from him and said quietly.

"Damon, you need to calm down..."

"Don't tell me what to do! This is all your (bleep) fault! If someone ends up with their throat ripped out, don't be so surprised because it will be all on you! You little hypocrite! You're lucky Leslie's your sister, if not..."

He then glared at me murderously and instantly disappeared. I simply snapped out of my state of fear and quickly walked away to find Leslie. Damon was clearly out of it. I had to find her, so she could talk to him. If anyone could calm down an extremely angry vampire, it was Leslie.

I simply continued running around attempting to find my sister. I walked around asking everyone if they had seen her. Nearly everyone I asked replied.

"No I haven't, but tell her she's a great dancer."

Some were all like.

"If you see her, tell her I want her to teach me how to dance."

Some guys even asked.

"Does she have a boyfriend? Can you give her my number?"

Yeah, being Leslie's sister wasn't always easy. A couple of guys even said.

"Is she with James? Tell her to leave that fool and come chill with me. I'm positive I could show her how to put those great moves of hers to better use."

At that, I quickly ran away and continued on my search. I soon found her laughing with James and Matt. She appeared to be telling them some jokes and they were both doubling over in laughter. As soon as I arrived, I instantly heard Leslie say.

"Okay, here's another one."

I instantly stepped infront of her and said.

"Leslie, you have to go talk to..."

She held her hand up to me and said

"Hold up, Elena. I want to tell them this joke dad told me last time."

"But, Leslie..."

"Whatever it is, it can wait."

"I really think..."

She simply rolled her eyes at me and turned to James and Matt. She smiled and said.

"Okay, so there's this guy that walks into a bar and orders a beer. He only has enough for one beer though. As he's drinking his beer, he realizes that he has to go to the bathroom. He doesn't want anyone to take it, so he takes out a small sticky note and writes on it,"I SPIT IN THIS BEER," then he walks to the bathroom. When he comes back he finds a different sticky note next to his beer that says, "I SPIT IN IT TOO, FOOL."

At that, James and Matt instantly busted out laughing again. Typical. Father would make a joke like that. He loved making bar jokes. I merely shook my head and said.

"Leslie... please listen, this is important."

"Taking a picture isn't that important, Elena."

Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. James instantly looked at her and said.

"I could take it, if you want."

She simply sighed and said.

"I guess. Elena, do you have your phone? Give it to him, so he can take a picture of us."

I really wanted to take that picture. Leslie very rarely got involved with the things I did. I was the one that convinced her to come in the first place. Besides, she looked so pretty. Leslie didn't even like pictures. For her to have actually agreed to this one, was quite nice of her.

She instantly grabbed my arm and pulled me to stand next to her. She interlocked our arms together and said.

"What are you waiting for? Give him your phone."

I instantly nodded and pulled out my phone to give it to him. He took it carefully and said.

"Alright, say cheese."

"How about I say..."

"Leslie!"

She instantly smiled and replied.

"I'm just kidding, chill."

James merely smiled and said.

"Okay, one, two... Oh come on, smile Elena."

How could I smile at a time like this? Vickie was on the loose knowing what we were. Damon was beyond mad and on the verge of killing someone. How on earth could I smile? Not only that, but Jeremy was mad at me because I had got into it with him when I got here. I had simply told him to stay away from Vickie and he instantly got mad, so we started arguing. I wasn't really the arguing type, but I was stubborn.

I saw Matt smile and say.

"Come on Elena, smile a little. Where's your Halloween spirit?"

Somewhere down the drain. With everything that was going on, I really couldn't have fun like I wanted. I decided to put on a brave face and smiled at the phone. James smiled back and said.

"Okay, one, two, three."

Snap! Leslie instantly released my arm and said.

"I said just one, so there you go. If you don't like it, too bad."

I instantly smiled at her and said.

"Okay, good. Now, we have to talk."

Suddenly, Jeremy walked by us and Leslie said.

"Hey, little cuz. Nice hoody."

He simply passed her like she hadn't even spoken. She instantly raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically.

"Ruuuude... What's his deal?"

I simply sighed and replied.

"He isn't talking to us."

Then James came up to me and handed me back my phone. I saw how Leslie tilted her head and said.

"May I know why?"

I sighed and said.

"I got into it with him right after we got here. I scolded him about the drugs and stuff. Then he yelled something like, "I can't believe I trusted her. Hypocrite!" When I asked him what he meant, he just yelled your name."

Leslie instantly glared at me and said.

"I told you to leave him alone, Elena. I was going to talk to him tomorrow, so I could help him out. He trusted me and you went and opened your big mouth! Don't you ever freaking listen! "

Her words hurt me, but I knew she was right. She had told me to back off, but I was so worried about him that I ignored her warning.

Jeremy and I had been very close when we were little. Our Aunt Jenna would take him over to our house and I would always play with him. Leslie would be outside playing with her best friend Connor and I would stay inside playing hide-and-seek with him. During that time it was just Leslie, Jeremy, my other cousin Raul, and me. My Aunt Jenni was always traveling, though. So, we really didn't get to hang out with Raul that much. That's why Jeremy and I were so close. He was like the younger brother I never had, but always wanted.

I noticed how Matt cleared his throat and said with a frown.

"I got into it with Vic earlier too. I tried not to smother her tonight, but another part of me didn't want to let her out of my sight."

I felt like a bucket of ice cold water had been thrown on my back. Fear instantly replaced my feelings of hurt. I stared directly at Matt and nearly choked out.

"She's here."

Matt stared at me strangely and said.

"You can't miss her. She's the one dressed as a vampire."

I heard Leslie laugh and say.

"How original."

I instantly felt my heart begin to pound rapidly and the blood rush quickly throughout my veins. I began to panic and I was on the verge of freaking out. Jeremy was here and if he saw her she might hurt him. Vickie was dangerous and I didn't want her anywhere near him. Everything else didn't matter at this moment. The only thing on my mind was... keeping my favorite, younger cousin safe. I immediately stared at Leslie and said clearly panicked.

"Where did Jeremy go?"

Matt then became concerned and asked.

"Elena, what's wrong?"

I instantly turned around and said quickly.

"I have to find Jeremy!"

I heard Leslie call out.

"If you see Danny, tell him I said, "hi!"

I instantly froze in my tracks and fought back the scream that wanted to produce. If Danny was here that could only mean one thing... he was on the hunt. He was after Vickie. My dad obviously wanted him to take care of her. If Danny found her, he would kill her. I had to stop him before that happened. Vickie was dangerous, but she didn't deserve to die. I was sure that if Stefan helped her she would be alright.

I went around everywhere looking for Jeremy. I would go and pull off everybody's hoody in my search for him. By the time I was on my eighth guy, I was thinking of giving up. Maybe he had gone home with someone.

Suddenly, I bumped into someone and instantly apologized. I was about to go around them when I noticed it was Stefan. I stared up at him and I felt my heart melt. God, I loved him. I loved him so much. Why couldn't we be together? Oh right, because of me. Because I was trying to protect him and my family. Was it worth it?

He instantly explained that he was looking for Vickie and asked me if I had seen her. I told him that she was dressed as a vampire and that I would help him. Maybe it was better if I found the threat first and then Jeremy. Once the danger was out of the way, I was sure he would be okay. We finally found her and she was with Matt. We tried approaching her, but she instantly hid behind him and told us to back off. Suddenly Vickie put on a slightly scared and innocent face and said to Matt.

"Matt, he won't leave me alone."

Matt instantly took a step towards Stefan and said.

"You need to back off, man."

That's when I heard Leslie say sarcastically from behind us.

"Hello, Vickie. Are you having a nice time?"

Vickie's eyes grew wide with fear and she instantly backed into the wall. Leslie simply smirked at her and said.

"What's wrong, Vickie? You look like you've just seen a ghost. Are you okay?"

Vickie merely stared at her and yelled.

"Stay away from me!"

"Ooohh, well someone seems a little rude. Did you wake up on the wrong side of the coffin, vamp?"

I saw Stefan stiffen at that, but didn't comment. Matt was simply glaring at Stefan looking like he was about to fight. I instantly stepped in between them and said calmly.

"Matt, it's okay."

Matt simply kept his stance and snapped at Stefan.

"No, it's not okay. What the hell is your problem?"

At that, he instantly stepped forward and got in Stefan's face. Very brave or very stupid? I still didn't quite know which one he was. Stepping up to a vampire like that, probably not the best idea.

That's when I noticed that Vickie and Leslie were gone. I instantly turned and ran after them. I was barely able to hear Stefan say sternly.

"I am trying to help her!"

I simpy continued running around trying to find my sister and Vickie. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught of glimpse of Bonnie talking to Damon. He still seemed mad, though. I truly hoped he didn't hurt her. Then I saw her glare at him and walk away. Damon simply glared at her retreating form and instantly vanished. What had they been talking about? I would have to ask her later. Right now, I had more pressing matters to attend to.

That's when I clearly noticed Vickie dragging Jeremy off somewhere. Where on earth was Leslie? I decided to follow them and save him myself. I was quick, but not as quick as Leslie. I actually thought I had lost them. When suddenly, I heard Jeremy yell.

"Vickie! What the hell are you doing? Vickie! Stop! Vickie!"

That's when I instantly picked up the pace and froze in horror at what I saw. I immediately glared at them and yelled.

"Vickie, no!"

She had Jeremy completely closed in and was about to bite into his throat. She instantly released him and charged towards me. Oh no, what on earth was I going to do? Vampire PLUS stake EQUALS death. I lifted up a piece of wood that was on the floor and tried to get her, but she instantly took it away from me. She then lifted me up, as if I were nothing, and threw me into a bunch of boxes. Suddenly, I heard a familiar, angry voice yell.

"Elena! Oh bitch, you are so dead!"

I looked up from the boxes and saw an extremely furious Leslie stalking her way towards a screaming Vickie. Vickie was on the floor holding her head screaming in pain. Leslie looked absolutely deadly and was making her way towards her. Her eyes were a fiery violet and blazed with anger. When Leslie was about to attack. Jeremy instantly got infront of her and held her back. He looked confused and frightened at the same time. Leslie simply looked downright scary. He glared at Leslie and yelled.

"What wrong with her? What the hell is going on?"

Leslie instantly shoved him away from her and replied.

"Go home, Jeremy. This stupid, psychotic bitch is going to get what she deserves!"

Jeremy instantly glared at her and yelled.

"No! I won't let you hurt her!"

Leslie looked like she was about to make him move. When I suddenly got up and grabbed her. My touch instantly snapped her out of her concentration and Vickie instantly rose from the floor. She glared at us and then came directly towards us.

Leslie instantly shoved me out of the way and took the hit. Vickie charged at her with such force that they both fell to the floor. I instantly went towards them then grabbed Vickie by the hair and threw her off. I didn't think violence was the answer, but when someone attacks my sister. I'm not simply going to sit and watch. I knew how to fight, but I never really liked to show it.

Vickie then swung at me and managed to shove me against something. I slammed my shoulder hard against it and slid down to the floor. There was a piece of metal that was sticking out, from wherever I hit. It instantly scrapped me and managed to cut me on my left shoulder. I could feel the blood slowly trickling down my arm.

I instantly held my breath and tried not to stare. Blood! I hated blood! I didn't even know my blood type. I hated needles and I hated blood. I could take it calmly when I saw it, but when I felt my own. I instantly freaked out and felt sick.

I looked up and saw that Leslie was already on her feet. Then I saw her grab Jeremy and begin pushing him towards the door. Vickie was no where in sight, it seemed like she had disappeared. That's when I instantly saw Stefan appear and yell at Leslie.

"Go! Get inside, Leslie! All take care of Elena!"

Leslie glared at him and yelled.

"No freaking way! That bitch is going down!"

"Leslie, do as I say!"

That's when suddenly Vickie grabbed Jeremy and pulled him away from Leslie. He fell back on the floor and Leslie didn't take too well to that. She went for her and charged her to the floor. They were both rolling around and it looked like Leslie was winning. Even without her powers, Leslie was a great fighter. Leslie was instantly hovering on top of her and punching her in the face. Vickie then managed to push her off and she went for her again. The only difference was that this time her face was completely vamped out. I instantly became afraid and I screamed.

"No!"

That's when literally out of nowhere Stefan put a huge stick of wood right through Vickie. Vickie then fell down to the ground and Jeremy instantly cried out.

"Vickie!"

He tried to go towards her, but Leslie was instantly infront of him holding back. He began to sob and I noticed how her skin slowly began to change color. Yeah, Vickie Donovan was no more.

At this moment, I really had no idea how to feel. Vickie didn't deserve to die. Yes, she was a vampire. Yes, she attacked us, but it was because she was thirsty and had no self control. She was Matt's sister and according to Leslie, Jeremy cared deeply for her. If I ever lost my sister, I would probably lose it. All I felt was a huge mixture of emotions. Sadness, compassion, and absolute guilt. I felt sick. I felt like simply throwing up and going to bed.

I was still on the floor holding my bloody arm and looking at Leslie trying to console Jeremy. I then saw Stefan pull out his phone and call someone. It didn't take a genius to know who he was calling. I slowly stood then walked towards them. Stefan immediately came by my side and tried to help me. I instantly cringed away from him and I saw a flash of hurt cross his face. He sighed and said clamly.

"Elena, please let me help you. You're injured."

"No, I'm okay. Please, just don't touch me."

I loved him, but after seeing him do that to someone I couldn't help, but feel slightly scared of him. It was stupid, since I knew he would never hurt me. Although, it was just my survival instinct that made me feel this way. I saw Leslie quickly put a rag to Jeremy's nose then I saw him slowly fall to the floor. She then grabbed him under the arms and dragged him somewhere so he could sleep. She then came towards us and said.

"Hey, are you okay?"

I smiled lightly and replied.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just a scratch."

She then stared intently at me and said.

"You can let it out, you know. It's alright, if you cry."

I instantly shook my head and replied.

"No, I'm not going to cry. I won't let you down. I promised I would try to be stronger and I'm going to stick to it."

She then tilted her head to the side and said.

"I won't think of you as weak, if you cry. You're only... I mean, you have emotions for a reason."

I merely smiled at her then she smiled lightly back and pulled out a bottle of water. Where did she get that from? She instantly kneeled down beside me and poured it on my wound. I could instantly feel the water enter my pores and begin to clean the wound. I could feel how the liquid slowly began to seal the wound as well.

Suddenly, I heard someone approaching us from behind. I turned to look past Leslie's shoulder and instantly saw the one responsible for all of this. He glared at me then said to Leslie.

"You should go. I got this."

I merely glared right back at him and snapped.

"This all your fault!"

He then stared at me arrogantly and replied.

"You confuse me for someone with remorse."

That... that... I couldn't even think of what to call him. If he hadn't turned Vickie, this would have never happened. Now more than ever, I was going to try to keep Leslie away from him. I knew that he was still angry with me about the whole James thing, but I really didn't care.

He had caused so much pain and suffering, but he didn't care! How could somebody not care about hurting others? Damon was so selfish and self-absorbed. He had hurt so many people by changing Vickie. Matt, Jeremy, Stefan, Leslie, and even me. I was wounded, Matt lost a sister, Jeremy lost the girl he thought he loved, and Leslie nearly broke her promise and killed her out of anger. Then I noticed that Leslie was also hurt from her fight with Vickie. She had scratches on her arms and a bruise on her shoulder. Although, I knew her and I knew she wouldn't whine or complain about it.

All of my mixted feelings instantly shifted and turned into one I had tried so hard to avoid. Anger. My sister, had been hurt and injured and it was all Damon's fault! That's when I rose to my feet and tried to go for Damon. Leslie instantly held me back and Stefan wrapped his arms around my waist, restraining me as well. I struggled against them and yelled at Damon.

"This is all your fault! How can you be so selfish! You're a killer, a murderer! I wish we never met you! I wish you would just go away!"

He simply smirked at me and said casually.

"None of those things matter to me. None of the things I've done bother me, either. I simply don't care."

That did it, I was about to struggle out of my hold and give him a nice slap. How could he be so cruel? When I suddenly heard Leslie say.

"He's right."

I stared at her in horror and yelled.

"What!"

She merely shrugged and said casually.

"I don't care if she's dead. She was asking for it. Stefan was actually very nice in the way he killed her. If it were me, I would have made her death a lot more painful."

I stared at her sadly and realized she wasn't lying. Leslie would have hurt her a lot more. When Leslie saw my look, she simply smiled at me and said.

"Go home, Elena. Take care of your wounds and take care of Jeremy."

She then looked at Stefan and said.

"Can you give her and Jeremy a lift? She obviously can't drive."

Stefan nodded and said.

"Of course, Leslie."

She then smiled at him and said.

"Cool, thanks."

Stefan then pulled me away from her and walked me over to Jeremy. He easily picked him up and threw him over his shoulder. He turned to me and said.

"Come on, Elena. Let me take you home."

I shook my head and said.

"No, I'm not leaving my sister with that murderer!"

I saw Leslie turn to look at me and say.

"I wasn't asking you if you wanted to go with him Elena. I'm telling you, so go."

"No."

I was stubborn and I wasn't going to simply leave. She raised her eyebrows then shrugged and said with a smile.

"Okay, that's cool. Then I'll call Danny to come get you instead."

At that, my eyes grew wide and I instantly said to Stefan.

"Can you take me home?"

He simply stared at me curiously then said with a small smile.

"It would be my pleasure."

(Leslie's POV)

Dang, I had never seen Elena so pissed off about something. Well except that time I told her about our dad getting remarried.

Still... I was very proud of her. She hadn't cried about Vickie's death and she had told Damon how she actually felt. No fear, no regrets, just simple straight up Elena. That was good. That was great progress. I then turned around and saw Damon glaring at me. I simply raised my eyebrows and said.

"Boo... Got a staring problem?"

His simple glare then turned into a murderous one. He simply turned away from me and didn't reply. I didn't beg anyone for anything, much less a response. If he was mad at me, I really couldn't care less.

Although, I really didn't understand why he was mad at me. All I had done was dance with James. Damon wasn't the only guy friend I had. If he thought that I was reserved to dance specifically with him, he was completely mistaken.

Suddenly out of no where, I heard James' voice saying.

"Hey, have you seen Leslie? Do you know where she went? I've been loking for her, but I can't find her."

I sighed deeply and was about to go meet him. When suddenly, I was grabbed from behind and slammed against a nearby wall. I gasped from the sudden impact and force. I stared at my aggressor and realized it was an extremely pissed off Damon. I took a calm breath and said.

"I thought you weren't speaking to me."

His face looked absolutely dark and angry. It wasn't vamped out... yet, but I could tell he was close. He simply glared at me murderously and replied angrily.

"Why the hell were you dancing with him!"

I raised my eyebrows and said casually.

"Him, being?"

"Don't act all innocent! You know damn well who I'm talking about!"

I instantly glared at him and replied.

"One, I have no reason to explain myself to you. Two, you better lower your tone of voice with me. Three, get the hell out of my freaking face!"

That did it, his face instantly morphed into that of a vampire. Veins, fangs, and a deadly look instantly appeared. I simply rolled my eyes and said sarcastically.

"Terrifying... Oh, please don't hurt me."

He instantly wrapped his arm dangerously tight around my waist and growled at me. He pulled me close to him and stared deeply into my eyes. I instantly put my hands on his chest and tried pushing him away from me. He wouldn't even move an inch. I glared at him and said.

"Let me go, you twit! What the hell is your freaking problem!"

His face went back to normal then he glared at me murderously and yelled.

"My problem? My problem? My damn problem is you dancing with that imbecil! You're mine and I don't fucken share with anyone! I went through this crap before and I won't go through it again! Do you fucken understand me!"

My eyes instantly grew wide with shock. Is that what his problem was? He thought I was his and he didn't want me talking to other guys. Oh no, Elena was right. Damon did like me! Why? Why? Why? Always me! It was always freaking me! Why couldn't I simply be friends with a guy without them liking me? I instantly looked away from him and closed my eyes. Then suddenly I heard a gasp and a familiar, yet hurt voice say.

"Leslie, what's going on?"

I groaned and turned around to see a hurt James staring at Damon and me. Damon was already staring at him, glaring murderous daggers at him. I immediately gave him an apologetic look and said quickly.

"James this isn't what it looks like. We're just..."

"No, it's cool. I get it. Now, I know why you kept refusing to go out with me. I guess... I'll see you around."

Damon then narrowed his eyes and said.

"I don't think so."

He instantly released me and went towards James. I turned around and yelled.

"Damon!"

Damon instantly grabbed him by the throat and pinned him to the wall. He stared directly into his eyes and said.

"You will stay away from Leslie and will not call her anymore. You will leave her alone and act as if she doesn't even exist. Now, leave."

I saw James' eyes slightly dilate then he blinked. Damon then released him and James instantly walked away not even turning to look at me. How could Damon do this to me? Who the hell did he think he was? How could he simply take my new friend away from me like that? I instantly went towards him and shoved him. I glared at him and yelled clearly pissed off.

"Why the fuck did you do that? Who the fuck do you think you are! He's my friend! You had no right to tell him to stay away from me!"

He then grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. He merely smirked and replied.

"Correction, kitten. He was your friend. Now... you don't even exist. Also, I have every right to tell him to stay away. I made it very clear that you are MINE and that I don'tshare."

I stared at him in disbelief and yelled.

"Like hell I'm yours! I'm not a freaking piece of property or dog! Fuck you! As a matter of fact, stay the fuck away from me! I don't want to see you! You're fucken whack!"

With that, I pulled my hand away from him and turned to walk away. I heard him laugh after me and say sarcastically.

"Make sure you have the bed nice and warm for me when I come over!"

I stopped in my tracks then grabbed a bottle of beer by the floor and turned to face him. I saw him smiling widely, truly enjoying himself, finding everything very humorous. I quickly lifted the bottle and threw it him. Then I growled out.

"Damon! You son of a bitch! If you come anywhere near my room, I will fucken kill you!"

He easily dodged the bottle and said.

"I'll take that, as a yes."

"Screw you!"

I instantly turned around and walked away. I was so pissed off that I was actually seeing red. Stupid freaking Damon! Who the hell did he think he was? He was supposed to be my friend. He was supposed to be there for me and help me out. Not act like a psychotic, jealous boyfriend and keep me from my friends. If I never saw Damon Freaking Salvatore again, it would be too soon! Stupid idiot! Saying that I was his, like I were some sort of dog! Fuck him!

I simply kept on walking, shoving everyone out of the way. That's when I felt someone grab my hand and pull me back. I was about to turn around and punch them in the mouth. When I suddenly realized it was Sedrick. He wasn't even dressed up. He was wearing his usual dark jeans and dark, blue shirt. He smiled kindly at me and said.

"Daniel, asked me to take you home, Leslie. Is that alright with you?"

I sighed calmly and said.

"Yeah, that's cool, thanks."

He simply smiled and nodded.

He then extended his hand and I took it. He smiled then walked me over to the truck. He wanted to go help me get on the back, but I simply shook my head. I stared at him and said.

"Get them off."

He looked confused and then he said.

"Um, what?"

I moved towards the truck and turned to face it. I held on to the side and said.

"Take the wings off of me. I'm tired and they're all jacked up, anyway."

It was true, in my fight with Vickie I had torn them up and literally destroyed them. There was no point in wearing them. Sedrick seemed hesitant, but instantly agreed. He smiled shyly and said.

"How do I remove them?"

I sighed and replied.

"Come stand behind me and unclip them from the back. They're only clipped on to my dress. Just unclip them and throw them in the backseat. I'll fix them later."

I heard him take a deep breath and respond.

"As you wish."

He came up from behind and I instantly felt his cool hands on my back. He pushed my hair to the front of my right shoulder and carefully unclipped the wings. That's when out of nowhere I heard someone yell.

"PDA police, freeze!"

Then I heard a lot of people instantly bust out laughing. As soon as I felt the wings come off. I turned to them and yelled angrily.

"What the fuck did you just say!"

Everyone instantly stopped laughing and looked the other way. I glared at them and said.

"I asked a damn question! Who the hell said that!"

No response.

"What? So, you're brave enough to open your mouth and say something stupid, but you're not brave enough to admit what you do! Whoever the hell said that. FUCK YOU! If you got a problem with that, come over here and fix it!"

I noticed how Sedrick was simply leaning against the truck completely calm, seeming highly unaffected. He had his hands folded across his chest, staring directly at them, with a small smile on his lips. He then tilted his head to the side and said casually.

"It's the one that's hiding near the back. The male with black hair and dark skin. I believe his name's Tyler"

I instantly turned to glare at Tyler, but when I did. He was already walking away. I merely glared at his back and called out.

"Screw you, Tyler! Get your ass over here and say it to my freaking face!"

He simply continued walking away, acting as if he hadn't heard me. I glared at everyone else and said.

"What! You people have a freaking staring problem or something?"

That's when everyone instantly moved and dispersed in different directions. I simply turned towards Sedrick and noticed how he was chuckling quietly. I merely shook my head and said.

"Come on, take me home. I have to check on my sister and my little cousin."

He immediately nodded and went to the passengers side to open the door for me. I got on and saw that my wings were already in the back. He was instantly in the driver's seat and pulling out. He drove smiling all the way to my house. On our way there, I sighed and said.

"You can laugh, you know. I won't get mad."

He merely shook his head and said.

"It wasn't funny. I was simply very glad that you haven't changed at all, prin... Leslie."

I then smiled, only slightly, and replied.

"I am the way I am, Sedrick. Always have been and always will be."

He nodded his head in agreement and I smiled at him. As soon as we reached the house, I saw Stefan and Elena outside on the porch. I instantly jumped off and went towards them. I heard Sedrick say quietly.

"Good night, Leslie."

I merely turned and nodded at him then replied.

"Yeah, night."

I then ran up the stairs and said quickly.

"Where is he?"

Stefan looked up at me and simply replied.

"He's inside."

"Have you talked to him? Have you explained things to him?"

Stefan and Elena instantly shook their heads at the same time. I merely glared at them and said.

"Well, what the hell are we waiting for? He's probably freaking out."

Elena shook her head and said.

"As soon as he got home, he went straight to him room and slammed the door. I don't think he wants to see us."

"Did he tell you, stay the hell away from me? No, right? So, he needs us. He's probably breaking down, trying to get a grip on reality. Come on, Elena. We have to see what we can do for him. We owe him that much."

She stared at me then slowly nodded her head in agreement. We went inside the house and slowly walked up to his room. I took a deep breath and braced myself for the worst. Jeremy wasn't like us. He hadn't even seen a tenth of the things we had seen.

He was either very depressed or completely freaked out. Maybe it was a combination of both. He had seen the girl he thought he loved be murdered. He had also seen that same girl change into a complete monster. I closed my eyes and slowly opened the door.

What I saw, nearly broke my heart to shreds. It was almost like a flashback of the way Elena was positioned. When we went through the change. He was curled up on his bed looking absolutely heart-broken. He seemed to be almost in pain. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Elena with her hand over her heart. She looked at him sadly then instantly went towards him. She sat beside him and said quietly.

"Jeremy."

No response, he simply continued staring off into space. Not even acknowledging us. I went to the other side and slowly began to caress his head. Elena tried again and said.

"Jeremy... Jere... Little cousin... please look at me."

I saw him blink then give her a side glance. She then pulled him into a tight hug and said cautiously.

"Do you understand what happened tonight?"

He shook his head slowly and whispered.

"No, I don't understand. I mean... I know what I saw, but I don't understand."

Suddenly, a small stream of tears trailed down his face. I went towards them and hugged him as well. I really wasn't the affectionate type, but seeing him like this made me feel so sad. I smoothed out his messy hair and said.

"She was going to kill you, Jere. She was going to kill me."

"And now... she's dead. Vickie's dead."

He then leaned in closely to Elena and began to cry on her shoulder. Elena and Jeremy had always been close, ever since they were young. He was literally shaking, and trembling all over. It pained me to see him like this and I just wanted it to stop. I wanted him to be happy and joyful like when he was little. I hated that he felt this way.

I wished I could simply influence him and make him forget, but I couldn't. My Aunt Jenna, even though she was human, her power was still much greater than mine. Her blood was completely nocturnal and I was only half. My dad was the strongest and most powerful nocturnal of all, but that wasn't enough. For some strange reason, Jeremy was immune to me and Elena.

I saw Elena hug him closely and say sadly.

"I'm so sorry, Jere."

He took in deep pained breath and said sobbing.

"Make it stop, it hurts."

He held his chest and whimpered.

"Please, just make it go away. It's too much."

Elena looked at me desperately and replied.

"It's okay, it's okay. Everything will be alright."

She then entered my mind and said.

Leslie, he's in so much pain. We have to do something... anything. We HAVE to help him. It breaks my heart to see him like this. Please just... do something.

I instantly got up and patted him on the head. I walked down the stairs and stepped outside. I instantly went over and held on to the railing. I clenched my hands around it and lowered my head towards the floor. That's when I heard someone sigh sadly. I instantly turned around and noticed that Stefan was still here. I looked at him and instantly noticed his pained and sad look. He was sitting on one of the chairs with his head in his hands. I let go of the railing and sat up straight. I looked at him and said.

"Are you okay, big bro?"

He seemed so broken, so full of guilt. That I couldn't help, but feel sorry for him to. He merely looked up at me and said sadly.

"I wanted to help her, but instead I..."

He stopped and simply looked down again. Then he sighed and slowly stood. He stared at me and asked.

"How's he doing?"

That's when Elena came out and whispered sadly.

"He's a mess. He's destroyed and we can't do anything to help him. I wish..."

She then looked down sadly and I noticed how she was fighting back the tears. Stefan stared at her and said.

"What can I do? What can I do to help? I'll do anything."

Elena simply kept looking down and replied.

"I don't know. I don't think there's anything you can do, Stefan."

That's when it instantly clicked and I got an idea. I instantly went towards Stefan and said quickly.

"There's is something you can do, Stefan. Just tell me you'll do it."

He stared at me confused and said.

"What is it?"

I stared into his eyes and said.

"Make him forget. We may not be able to do shit, but you can. You can compel people, so help him."

"Leslie, I can't..."

That's when Elena stepped in and pleaded to him.

"Stefan please. I don't know how he will ever get passed this. I just want him to forget everything that happened. He's still too young to get involved in any of this."

Stefan stared at her pleading stare and responded quickly.

"If I did it, there is no guarantee that it would work. Because of who I am and because of how I live. I don't have the ability to do it right."

I glared at him and yelled.

"You're a freaking vampire for hell's sake! Who gives a crap about your freaking lifestyle? Do something! Anything! Just help him, Stefan! He's my little cuz and I can't allow him to live traumatized for the rest of his life! So, get your ass in there and help him!"

At that point, I could feel myself getting angry once again. Suddenly I heard a too familiar voice from behind me say.

"I can do it."

Damon walked up the steps and stared directly at me.

"I'll do it. If that's what you really want."

I was still angry with him about James, but this was my little cousin. If Damon was the only one available right now, then so be it. I stared right back at him and said.

"It's what I want."

Elena stepped in and immediately said.

"We... it's what we want."

Damon acted as if she hadn't even spoken. He kept his eyes on me and said.

"What do you want him to know?"

I looked towards Elena and waited. Elena was the one that knew him best. She should be the one to tell Damon what to say. She sighed and said carefully to him.

"I want you to tell him that Vickie left and that she's not coming back, but he shouldn't look for her or worry about her. He is going to miss her, but it's for the best."

Damon nodded slowly and walked inside the house. Elena and Stefan then sat down together and began talking. I moved away from them and went to stand on the other end of the porch. I stared into the trees and let my mind wander. This was for best. Jeremy would be okay and he would no longer suffer. That was the whole point of this.

I held on to the railing and closed my eyes. Stupid emotions! How could I have been so emotional tonight? Tonight had been such a hard night. With everything that went down today, I really didn't have a chance to switch off my humanity. I instantly kicked the railing and cursed. I heard Elena saying something, but I ignored her. Then I heard someone approaching me and I instantly turned around. It was Damon. He was staring intently at me then he said casually.

"It's done."

I merely nodded and replied casually.

"Thanks."

With that, I tried to walk past him, but he blocked my escape. I stared up at him and said.

"Not tonight, Damon. We'll talk tomorrow. I really am greatful, but right now... I really don't want to see you. So, just go."

With that walked past him and went inside the house. I instantly dashed up to Jeremy's room. I opened the door and said with a small smile.

"Hey, Jere. You, okay?"

"I'm good, you?"

At that, my smile grew and I replied honestly.

"I'm fine, now."

He nodded and I simply walked out and went towards my room. As soon as I walked in, I instantly found the one I always felt safe with, on my bed. I smiled at him and said.

"So, I guess my excuse was good enough."

He merely looked up at me and gave me a small smile. I smiled right back at him then went towards the bed. I picked him up carefully and instantly hugged him close to me. I slowly caressed his beautiful, black wings and said with a sigh.

"I missed you, Bestie."