I'm really sorry for not updating sooner, but I've had a lot of homework and studying lately. I know it's been like forever, but I intend to keep on posting more chapters. In this chapter we will see how Damon and Leslie's relationship slightly changes. Will it be for better or worst? Want to know? Read and find out. PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks to everyone for being so patient. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries.

Chapter 32

(Leslie's POV)

I could feel fire everywhere. Every single part of my body was ablaze. Everything in my range of sight was a bloody red and was spinning rapidly. The fire seemed as intense as the surface of the sun. I screamed and screamed, hoping somebody would just kill me and end the pain. At that moment, nothing mattered, Elena, my mother, my father, my family; they didn't matter. The only thing that I wanted, was to die. The pain was unbearable, unsufferable. It was something that I didn't wish upon anyone, not even my worst enemy.

My skin felt like it was peeling slowly, inch by merciless inch. My head felt like nuclear bombs were being thrown inside. No, a nuclear bomb would have been a lot less painful compared to what I was feeling. It hurt, it hurt a lot and all I wanted was for it to end. My heart felt like it would burst at any moment. I was slowly losing oxygen and I couldn't breath. I tried to breath, but instead of intaking oxygen; I was releasing it by screaming. I couldn't breath, it was beginning to be too much. I clenched my hands together and screamed, letting all of my frustration out.

Suddenly, I heard a voice yelling at me, but I couldn't really hear what they were saying. Who was it? What were they saying? The pain was still as painful as ever, but for some reason the voice made it go away, for a little while. I decided that the voice was my salvation. The only thing I had to do was listen and follow it. Then I would not only be free of the pain, but I would live too. The voice sounded very distant, but for some reason I knew it was close. Suddenly, another powerful explosion sounded in my head and I let out another scream. That's when the voice came again, louder, and I distinctly heard it yell.

"Leslie! Wake up!"

Wake up? Wake up from what? Was I dreaming? Or was the voice just a dream? Which was real? Which one wasn't? Which one hurt the less? The voice. If I follow it, the pain might go away. I decided to listen to what it was saying and pay attention. That's when I could hear a lot more clearly, someone yell.

"Leslie! Open your eyes! It's just a dream! Open your eyes!"

It's just a dream. Whoever was speaking sounded so honest that I believed them. Wait a minute, my eyes were closed? How was that possible? I could still see the fire. How could my eyes be closed? Maybe the voice was just a dream. As soon as I thought that, an unbearable, mind-blowing pain erupted through out my entire brain. It was as if each of my brain cells was exploding rapidly and without hesitation. Suddenly an image crossed my mind. My dad. He had done this to me. He had made that girl place me in here. With that, a powerful and excrutiating shock passed through my entire body. I screamed in absolute pain and then there was light.

I jerked myself up and was met with a pair of green-colored eyes. This was all his fault! He had done this to me!

I instantly lunged at him and shoved him away from me. We both fell off the bed and I landed on top of him. I never left contact with his eyes and I yelled angrily.

"You lied to me! You promised that you would never hurt me! I hate you! How could you? You promised!"

The eyes that stared back at me; were staring at me in wonder, but then furrowed into a look of pure confusion. Confusion? My dad was never confused about anything. This wasn't him! Then who...?

I slowly left his eyes and finally focused on his face. No!

"Leslie, it was just a dream. Calm down, everything's alright."

I could feel the guilt and embarassement instantly come surfacing. How could I? What was wrong with me? Was I stupid? I immediately moved away from on top of him and instantly pulled my legs to my chest. I placed my hands on top of my knees and put my head down. I didn't dare look at him. I merely kept looking down and murmured softly.

"I'm sorry, Stefan. I didn't mean to attack you. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I'm sorry."

I simply kept my head down and refused to look up at him. Then I heard Stefan lift himself up and come sit next to me. He then lightly placed his hand on my arm and said quietly.

"It's alright, I understand."

At that, I simply laughed humorlessly and replied.

"Trust me, you don't, and I never wish for you to understand me. I never wish for anyone to understand me. I just want you to know that I didn't attack you on purpose."

He then slowly moved my hands away from my knees and made me look at him. I stared directly at him and he stared right back at me. He then frowned slightly and said worriedly.

"What happened to you, Leslie? Who hurt you? I've never seen you like this."

I simply closed my eyes and turned away from him. I slowly opened them then stared out the window and replied.

"I don't want to talk about it."

He then frowned more deeply and said angrily.

"Was it Damon? Did he give you a nightmare? Did he..."

I merely smiled slightly and replied.

"I wish it were have been him. At least Damon would have had the descency to look me in the face, while he was killing me."

I simply closed my eyes and passed my hands roughly through my hair. I thought that all of those therapy sessions had made those memories fade. Why the hell was I still remembering the day that my powers surfaced? This was the second time this month. I had gone to that idiotic therapist for one year straight and supposebly I was cured. Apparently, I wasn't, since I still thought about it. Therapy and psychology were simply a load of crap. I then felt Stefan move more closely to me and then hesitantly place his arm around my shoulders. He pulled me close to him and said sincerely.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened to you, but whatever it was. I know you didn't deseve it. I'm sorry about your pain. If there's anything I can do for you, anything at all, all you have to do is tell me. I promise I will do everything in my power to help you."

Why couldn't my dad be like this? If vampires could have kids, Stefan would make a hell of a father. He would be a great dad one day, and if he couldn't then what a waste. Any little kid would be lucky to have him as a dad. His words were so sincere that all I could do was lean in more closely to him and nod my head. Then out of no where, I heard an angry voice say.

"I believe you are touching something that belongs to me, brother. So, I would suggest you take your filthy hands the hell off of her."

I felt Stefan tense and reply angrily.

"She does not belong to you, Damon. She is a human-being, not a piece of property. So, don't be speaking about her that way."

I then heard Damon growl and start making his way towards us. At that, I stood up from the floor and walked over to Damon. I stood infront of him and placed my hand on his chest. Damon then stopped walking and glared at Stefan, who was already standing. They glared at each other angrily and then Damon said.

"So, you're not just happy with Elena, but you want Leslie too? Well, FYI, she is mine, and you or no other stupid fucker will have her. You have her sister, good for you, but this one is mine. You try to pull anything funny like with Katherine, and I won't hesitate to rip your heart out. Keep your hands the hell off of her."

I simply stared at him in disbelief and looked to see Stefan with the same look. Then he shook his head quickly and replied.

"You are completely mistaken, Damon. I don't think of her that way. To me, Leslie is nothing more than a little sister. I love Elena, she is, and will always be the girl for me. I..."

"Like I said, good for you. Now, if you don't want your heart on the opposite side of the wall. I would suggest you get the hell out of her room."

Stefan simply kept giving him a look of disbelief, but then sighed and walked past us. Before he could walk out, I instantly called to him and said with a smile.

"Stefan!... I'm sorry and thank you."

He simply smiled back at me and replied.

"It's okay and you're welcome."

I simply nodded then turned around to yell at Damon, but stopped when I saw his look. Saying that he looked angry would have been a major understatement. I simply removed my hand from his chest and walked over to sit on the bed. I stared out the window and didn't say anything. I then pulled my phone out and stared at the time. Oh great, I was going to be late for school again. I sighed and thought about maybe calling in sick. If I did that, though, I would be stuck here with Mister everything in the world is mine.

Why did Damon have to always act this way? We weren't dating, I felt nothing close to love for him, and he still loved that tramp. So, why the hell did he throw these stupid shows and tantrums? Did he see me more than just a friend? If he did, why? I wasn't precisely the best choice, or person in the world. I was positive that there were plenty of girls a lot way better for him than me. I was sure that there was someone out there that could love him for who he was and wouldn't judge him. Someone that could show him that he wasn't second choice and that loved him unconditionally. A part of me told me that I could be that person, but I knew I couldn't.

Love was something that I could never feel. It was any creature's weakness and should never be experienced by someone like me. People like me had to close their heart to that feeling and simply live life. People like me were tough to the end and never let a feeling as weak as love hold them back from doing what they had to do. Then I began thinking that maybe if I actually started seeing someone, Damon might lay off. He might lay off...

That was it!

All I had to do was tell him that I already had a boyfriend and he might leave me alone. I just had to find someone that would pretend to be my boyfriend until Damon took the hint. The big question was, who? Who did I trust enough to do me a favor as big as this? Who would never let me down, no matter what happened? Who was always there for me every time I got my ass in trouble?

Sedrick!

I instantly smiled at that and immediately dialed his number. I looked to the side and instantly noticed Damon staring at me curiously. I simply turned back around and ignored him. Sedrick answered on the first ring and then replied.

"Hello, Leslie. What can I do for you this morning?"

I simply laughed at that and replied.

"Well, a lift to school would be awesome."

I heard him chuckle and reply.

"Alright, I'll be there in ten."

I simply shook my head and then said.

"Can you come a little later? I'm still not ready and I want to look nice today."

I heard Sedrick hesitate and then reply slowly.

"Very well, as you wish."

I then moved away from the bed and walked over to my drawer. I pulled out some dark, blue skinny jeans, with a black and red shirt that looked similar to a corset. I then grabbed my undergarments and placed them all on the bed. It was a good thing I left an extra set of clothing and boots here. After that, I smiled into the phone and replied.

"Hey, I was wondering if we could do something today after school. Is that cool with you?"

I could practically imagine Sedrick's look of disbelief, and that made me laugh a little. I then heard him clear his throat and reply carefully.

"Yes, of course. What do you wish to do today, Leslie?"

"I don't know, anything, I guess."

"Um, okay. How about we go see a movie?"

I simply smiled and replied.

"I'm down. Okay, well I'll call when I'm ready, alright?"

"Yes, of course. I'll be waiting."

"Alright, bye."

I didn't wait for his reply and quickly hung up. I would have had a great laugh at the look on his face. I simply sighed and then layed back down on the bed. That's when out of no where, Damon was instantly hovering on top of me. He looked downright pissed. I didn't even blink. I simply sighed and replied calmly.

"In case you didn't hear, I have to hurry up and get ready. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to take a shower."

Suddenly, his eyes grew a dark, black color and his fangs came out. The veins around his eyes seemed darker and he looked absolutely pissed. I merely raised my eyebrows and said.

"Um, why are you looking at me like that? Wake up on the wrong side of the coffin?"

He merely kept glaring at me then said calmly, but in deadly voice.

"What part of you are mine don't you understand? Do I actually have to murder someone again; in order to get my point across to you?"

I merely sighed and replied.

"I don't understand the, "you are mine", part. Stefan's right, I'm not a piece of property Damon. Who the hell do you think you are to say that I belong to you?"

Then I narrowed my eyes at him and said slightly annoyed.

"I want you to man up and be honest with me, Damon. I want you to tell me the truth."

His face then went back to normal. He simply frowned at me in confusion and said.

"The truth about what? What are you talking about?"

I stared directly into his eyes and said seriously.

"How do you feel about me? What do you feel for me? Am I just your friend, or do you see me as something else? Don't even freaking lie, Damon. Tell me the truth. You're beginning to act like a neurotic, jealous boyfriend and I don't like that. What's up with you?"

He stared at me for a couple of seconds and didn't reply. It was as if he were thinking of a way to word things. He then sighed and replied honestly, almost too honestly.

"I'm just worried about you because you're sick. I don't want you to get hurt. You're the first and only friend I've had in over... well, actually, ever. If I lost you then..."

He couldn't seem to finish what he was saying. I simply sighed and said.

"I'm a big girl, Damon. I can take care of myself. You don't have to worry about anything and you shouldn't be so selfish, either. Yes, I am your friend, but I'm not just yours. I have other friends as well, so you should also take them into consideration. I can't always be here with you every single day of my life. They have problems of their own and need me there to support them. You've been able to survive without me for more than one-hundred-and-fifty-years. I'm sure that a couple of hours without me won't kill you."

At that, he moved from on top of me and then sat beside me. I sat up as well and said.

"Don't misunderstand me, I'm not saying that I don't want to chill with you anymore. I'm just saying that if you keep this up, you might not see me as just your friend. It also doesn't help that I look so much like the skank that broke you. I know I'm not like her because I would never hurt you that way, but that doesn't mean that I can't unintentionally hurt you."

He then turned to look at me and said in confusion.

"What do you mean, unintentionally hurt me?"

I sighed and then said.

"I meant that if this keeps going on then you might... um, how do I say it? You might, you know... begin to like me more than just a friend, but I would never be able to return those feelings. Therefore, you would just end up hurt all over again, and I don't want that. That's why, right now, I'm being completely honest with you and saying that I can't love. Yeah, I love Elena and my family, but that's different. I could never like anyone more than just a family member or a friend. I just can't. So, just be my friend and quit acting like such a weirdo."

He stayed quiet for what seemed like an eternity. He seemed deep in thought, almost as if he were reciting my words in his head over and over again. Finally, I saw him narrow his eyes and say seriously.

"Thanks for being honest with me and you don't have to pretend to have a boyfriend anymore. From now on, I won't act like that towards you."

I simply frowned and realized that he was being honest. Although, his tone of voice sounded so calm and controlled, that I feared he didn't really like my response. Therefore, I slowly reached out to him, but he immediately moved away from my touch and stood. I raised my eyebrows and said.

"Damon, are you okay? Listen, I didn't mean that..."

He immediately interrupted me and replied harshly.

"I'm fine."

With that, he walked away and slammed the door on his way out. I simply stared at where he had been standing and didn't move. Why was he mad? What had I said? Did my honesty piss him off, or was it the fact that I couldn't always be available for him? I simply scratched the back of my head and thought. Vampires are so complicated.

Then I simply shrugged and walked to the shower. I showered quickly and then immediately changed into my new clothing. I simply passed a brush through my unruly curls and applied my make-up easily. When I was done, I grabbed a pen from a desk nearby, and shoved it in my pocket. I grabbed my phone and then slowly walked out towards the stairs. As I was reaching the bottom, I heard Damon say.

"Who are you and what the hell are you doing in my house?"

I then heard a familiar, sarcastic voice reply.

"Who am I? I'm the girl that's going to kick your ass for kidnapping and hurting my friend. That's who the hell I am. Now, where's Leslie?"

I then heard Damon laugh and reply tauntingly.

"Feisty, are we? Well, if you must know, it's not kidnapping if she wants to be here. Also, if you were smart you wouldn't be here giving me attitude, sweetheart."

"Oh, yeah? If you were smart you wouldn't mess with my friend, you idiot. Tell me where she is or I'm gonna kick your ass and good."

I then heard Damon reply calmly.

"Well, it's been great knowing you, but I can't say I'll miss you."

At that, I instantly dashed to the living room and said menacingly.

"Touch her and we're going to have a big problem, Damon."

As soon as he heard me, he instantly turned around to face me. He narrowed his eyes and replied uncaringly.

"I care, why?"

I simply shrugged and said.

"Fine, don't care, but from now on don't call me, don't text me, and much less show your face around me. I already told you, you hurt my friends then consider me your enemy. You wanna try me? Go ahead, and watch what happens."

He simply smirked at me and replied casually.

"Actually, I do want to try you. I want to try you in every way, form, and fashion."

I saw Antonia simply roll her eyes and say.

"Not only is he a kidnapper, but a perv too. Sheesh! I'm so glad Caroline dumped your ass, you freak."

Damon instantly turned towards her and replied with a sexy smile.

"Actually sweetie, I left her. The reason is quite simple... I found someone less annoying and way better than that loud-mouthed blonde."

She simply glared at him and said.

"Hey, shut the hell up! Don't be talking about my friend that way!"

"I can talk about her and everyone else any way I damn want, you little brat!"

That seemed to really piss her off because I saw her eyes flash with anger and she took a few steps closer to him. She then glared at him angrily and nearly yelled.

"What the hell did you just say? Shut the hell up before I shut you up, you psychotic moron! Just you wait, Leslie's cousin already knows what you did to her and he's gonna fuck you up!"

She then moved away from him and came towards me. She grabbed my arm and began pulling me out of the house. Her hold was strong, and all could do was follow. Damn, Antonia had a temper... I like it.

That's when Stefan walked out of the next room and asked.

"What's going on? Antonia, what are you doing here?"

She merely gave him a side glance and replied.

"I'm here for Leslie, so bye."

Stefan simply stared at us curiously and then said.

"Oh well, I'll see you at school."

She then nodded and began pulling me towards the door again. I simply pulled her back and said.

"Hey girl, chill. Where's the rush? We're already late, anyways."

She stared at me curiously and then said.

"No, come on, we're leaving. Elena was super freaked out last night. She called me, crying, and said that she was really worried about you. When I asked her what was wrong. She said that this moron over here, had hurt you and then kidnapped you."

I stared at her in disbelief and said.

"Elena was crying? Why? She knows better than anyone that this moron over here, wouldn't hurt me."

She simply shrugged and said with a sigh.

"I don't know, the thing is that I went and stayed with her at your house. At first I thought she was just over-reacting, but then I woke up and realized you never got home. So, I came here to get you back."

I simply smiled at her and said.

"So, you came to a supposed kidnapper's house all by yourself? Wow, you got some guts."

She smiled right back at me and said.

"You're not the only one that's completely loyal to her friends, Leslie. Someone messes with you, they mess with me. Besides, I didn't come alone. Your cousin, what's his name? Danny, Daniel, David, whatever. Anyway, he's waiting outside."

I blinked and asked panickly.

"Danny's here? Why? Where? Oh... Crap! What does he look like? I mean, like what's his facial expression? Is he mad, or what?"

She simply stared at me in confusion and replied.

"He's alright. He didn't look mad or anything. He's like creepishly calm for someone that just came to save his kidnapped, younger cousin."

"Fuck!"

She stared at me in confusion and said with wide eyes.

"Excuse me?"

Before I could answer her, I saw the door slam open and Danny step in casually. He looked over at Stefan and said.

"Hey, Stefan. What's up?"

Stefan stared at him and replied carefully.

"Fine, you?"

"Oh, you know, just here doing my job."

At that, I instantly went over to him and said.

"Danny, listen to me, it wasn't his..."

He simply ignored me then walked straight up to Damon and extended his hand to him. He smiled casually and said.

"You must be, Damon. I'm Daniel, Leslie and Elena's older cousin."

Damon merely stared down at his hand, but didn't take it. Stupid, stupid, Damon. Danny simply lowered his hand and said casually.

"Hm, I guess my uncle was right. You are a dick."

I saw Damon's eyes flash with anger, but then he smirked and replied tauntingly.

"I'm glad that my relationship with your dear cousin is important enough that you decided to converse about me. I must say that she looks absolutely beautiful when she sleeps in my bed, or when I sleep with her in hers. Tell her imbecil of a father, I said "thanks", for giving me so much easy access and information about her."

At hearing that, I simply glared at him and yelled angrily.

"He... what!"

I felt Antonia tighten her hand around my arm and then place herself infront of me. She was blocking my view of them and began pushing me into the next room. I was so mad that I refused to move along with her. I then saw her cast Stefan a pleading stare and he instantly came over to us. He then began helping her move me towards the other room. As soon as Damon and Danny were out of my sight, I heard a loud...

CRASH!

Then after that, there was a loud.

BOOM! CRASH! CRASH!

Crap! Danny was going to kill him! I instantly managed to wiggle myself out of their hands and I ran into the living room. As soon as walked in, I saw that the entire living room was a complete disaster. The tables were broken in half, there were broken liquor bottles, and old books scattered around. There was also broken glass covering every single inch of the room.

I then saw Danny climb in through a broken window casually. He simply dusted off his jeans and rubbed his hands together. Almost as if saying, that's taken care of. His clothing wasn't even tattered in any way. He seemed completely casual and calm. It was obvious he didn't even brake a sweat. Damn, Danny was some freaky dude. He instantly noticed me staring at him then quickly dashed to my side. He then lifted me up and in one swift movement threw me over his shoulder. I let out an, "oof", since his quick movement nearly left me breathless. I then glared and yelled.

"Hey! Put me down! What gives! Let go of me, Danny!"

He simply ignored me and then when Antonia came out, he did the same to her. She landed with an, "oof", as well and then started thrashing against him. She then started yelling.

"Hey! Who do you think you are? Put me down this instant!"

Before I knew it, we were already outside. I looked up and noticed an extremely freaked out Stefan staring at us. I simply smiled at him and called out.

"Don't worry, we're cool! I'll see you later!"

He simply stared at us wide-eyed and slowly nodded his head. I noticed that Antonia had stopped thrashing and was simply going along with it. Then I saw Danny grab her first and place her somewhere. He then grabbed me and placed me beside Antonia in the back seat of his truck. He stared directly at us and said dangerously.

"You run, I get you back, and there will be consequences. Do you understand me?"

I simply backed away from him at that. I had never seen him look so serious and deadly. I knew Danny was lethal, but I guess I forgot. Since, he's always so happy and fun. Seeing him like that, was kinda strange for me. I saw Antonia staring at him with a confused and slightly frightened look on her face. She instantly nodded and replied.

"Understood."

He simply smiled at her then quickly got into the driver's seat. He easily drove out of the Salvatore drive-way and took us directly to school. I quickly climbed out and dashed towards my history class. I saw Antonia run down a different hall, but then stop and yell.

"I'll see you later, Leslie."

I simply nodded at her and waved then made my way to my class. As I was reaching the door, I heard the new teacher ask.

"So, does anyone know which was the bloodiest battle of the Civil War? Anyone?"

I simply smirked and walked in saying.

"You'd have to be a moron to not know that the bloodiest battle of the Civil War was the Battle of Antietam. Which took place on September 17, 1862 near Sharpsburg, Maryland and Antietam Creek. It is considered the bloodiest battle because it was fought during only one day, but the casualities were about 23,000."

The new teacher simply stared at me with his mouth hanging open, not saying anything. I looked around and noticed that the entire classroom was gaping at me in shock as well. I simply smiled and said.

"So, do I get a freebie for being late, since I answered the question?"

He blinked and then said.

"Well, since you answered correctly then I suppose so. What's your name?"

I simply smiled at him and then sarcastically.

"Leslie... Leslie Gilbert, but most people just call me awesome."

I then heard a couple guys laugh and say.

"I bet Stefan's older brother is the one that says that every morning."

I turned towards their direction and said.

"What the hell did you just say? You want to come and say it to my face, you stupid dumb-witted moron?"

One of them simply raised his eyebrows and said.

"Dang, girl. You have a temper."

"Shut the fuck up, who named you my therapist?"

"Your dad, why?"

I simply stared at him in disbelief, with raised eyebrows, then I smirked and said.

"When he comes to pick me up, I'll make sure to inform him of that. I'm sure my dad will be very pleased to hear what you just said about him."

I saw how his tough and joking face instantly disappeared and became completely covered in fear. I merely smirked and said.

"It's very smart of you to be afraid because you should be. My dad is no laughing matter and you just crossed the line. Way to go, moron."

With that, I turned my back to him and looked at the new teacher. I merely smiled at him and said.

"So, what's your name?"

"I'm, Alaric Saltzman, but you can just call me Ric."

I nodded and said.

"Cool, so you're not gonna be a sot, are you?"

"A, what?"

"A sot. You know, you're not gonna act like such an over-bearing, unfun fool."

He raised his eyebrows and said.

"I believe not. I intend to make this school year much more interesting and fun. I personally didn't like the original curriculum and plans, so I'm switching it a bit."

I sighed dramatically and said.

"About freaking time, now I'll finally have a class to actually look forward to. Way to go, Ric."

He smiled and then said.

"Very well, now that that's settled. Please take your seat, so we can continue our lesson."

"Roger that."

I turned casually around and went straight to my seat in the back. As soon as I sat down, I saw Stefan walk in and mutter an apology. He said something about forgetting his books and losing his car keys. Ric instantly fell for it and said it was alright. Stefan quickly made his way to the seat next to me and I immediately asked.

"How is he?"

Stefan simply sighed and said.

"Vengeful, he was really ticked off when I left the house. He was muttering a stream of threats and profanities like I've never heard. Maybe you should tell your cousin to get out of town for a while. Damon's not going to..."

I simply laughed lightly and said.

"Stefan, in case you haven't noticed, a simple human can't physically take down a vampire. In a normal one-on-one fight, the vampire would win. Now, use that little one-hundred-sixty-two-year-old brain of yours and think."

Stefan frowned and then suddenly realization crossed his face. He turned to stare at me and said.

"He's immortal. Your cousin's a vampire."

I simply smiled and replied casually.

"Yes, he is immortal."

There was no way that I would tell him what Danny really was, but I could give him clues. Technically speaking, I wasn't breaking the law because I didn't actually tell him what he was. Stefan could just make his own assumptions and conclusions. I then heard him whisper under his breath.

"How old is he?"

I merely smiled and replied.

"He's nineteen, duh."

I saw him shake his head slightly and say.

"No, seriously."

I merely smirked and replied.

"A couple of centuries, give or take a few."

His head snapped up and he instantly turned to stare at me in disbelief. He then suddenly blurted out loud.

"Centuries?"

Everyone instantly turned around to look at us and started laughing. I raised my eyebrows and said.

"Yes, Stefan, Cupernicus lived centuries ago. He's the guy that came up with the Heliocentric theory of the solar system. Heliocentric, meaning, sun-centered."

With that, I turned to everyone else and said.

"I don't know why you people are laughing. How is someone saying the word centuries funny? Seek help, like seriously."

Everyone kept laughing, but when they saw my look of annoyance they instantly stopped. Everyone simply turned around and looked back at the board. The only one that didn't turn around was that one girl. The blonde, that was real good friends with that chick Alondra. She simply kept staring at me, giving me a dirty look. I instantly gave her one of my famous deadly glares and said.

"Boo, bitch! Do something."

Nearly everyone in class instantly busted out laughing. I heard Stefan immediately hiss at me.

"Leslie!"

I saw a slightly frightened look cross her face and then she turned around. I merely smirked and said.

"That's what I thought."

I saw Ric turn around and say.

"Is there a problem, Leslie?"

"Yeah, this bitch is pissing me off."

"Who?"

"That dumb blonde over there."

With that, I saw her instantly cringe and lower her head on the desk. Ric looked towards her direction and sighed. He simply looked over at me and said.

"Just don't do anything on school grounds."

With that, he turned around and continued talking about the war. Had he really just said that out loud? Man, I liked this teacher. I could already tell we would get along great this year.

The day passed by boringly, and I managed to make it through with only three after school detentions and Saturday school. Not bad, considering my previous history with teachers. As I was walking down the hall, I noticed Bonnie talking to Elena. Elena seemed to have a concerned look on her face, while Bonnie looked downright spooked. I went towards them and said.

"Hey, little sis, you should be proud of me. I only got three detentions today. That's a new record."

Elena simply looked up at me with a disapproving look and replied.

"That's not something to be proud of, Leslie."

"Well, to me it is, but if you're not proud of me then I'll just be proud of myself."

She simply sighed then turned back to Bonnie and said.

"And you always see your ancestor, Emily?"

I saw Bonnie bite her bottom lip and ask me.

"Do you believe in ghosts, Leslie?"

I thought of that for a while and then finally relented.

"I really don't know, Bonnie. If you die then that should be it, right? Then again, you never know. This world is so weird that you just never know."

Bonnie sighed and replied.

"Well, it's because I think I'm being haunted."

I nodded and then asked.

"And this ghost, you believe it's one of your ancestors?"

"Yes, her name was Emily. Grams said she was a very powerful witch back in the Civil War day and this medallion was hers. She said it's a witch's talisman."

"That's interesting, so what's wrong with having a family heirloom?"

"Nothing, but I think she's trying to use it to communicate with me."

Then I saw Elena turn to her and ask.

"Okay, so what does your Grams say about it?"

Bonnie simply shook her head and replied.

"I can't call her. She's gonna tell me to embrace it. I don't want to embrace it. I want it to stop."

I simply sighed and replied sincerely.

"Denial, isn't a very smart thing Bonnie. I kinda agree with your Grams on this. You can't run away from who you truly are. I tried it and believe me, it can't be done. No matter what you do, no matter what you say, you are who you are. You can run and you can deny it all you want, but eventually it catches up to you. If I were you, I'd just deal with it."

Bonnie looked at me and said desperately.

"Don't you get it, Leslie? I don't want any of this. I don't want to be a witch. I don't want to embrace anything. I don't want to deal with anything."

"And that right there, is your problem. Like I said; denial isn't very smart, but it's your life. Do what you think is best for you. Whatever you decide, I have your back."

At that, I saw her slightly, freaked look disappear and turn into a smile. She seemed relieved to here me say that because she sighed and replied.

"Thanks, Leslie that means a lot and you too Elena. I'd probably lose it, if I had to deal with this on my own."

I simply smiled and said sarcastically.

"Doctor Leslie, reporting for duty. What might be the problem?"

Bonnie suddenly broke into a fit of giggles and so did Elena. I simply rolled my eyes at their childness and walked out the front doors. I told Elena I'd meet her at the house and waved to Bonnie good-bye. I was about to call my dad to pick me up, when suddenly I heard Bonnie say with a slightly frightened voice.

"I'm gonna scream."

"Don't do that, let's stay on point. I want my necklace."

Damon. Why did he want that necklace so badly? Did he know it belonged to Emily? Did that necklace have some sort of magical powers, since it belonged to a real witch? If that was the case, why did Damon want it? I simply looked towards Bonnie's car and saw Damon standing over her menacingly. I glared and instantly made my way towards them. I then saw Bonnie back up and hold the necklace with one hand. She stared directly at him and replied slightly nervous.

"You can't have it."

I saw him smile and reply.

"I can't take it, but you can give it to me. I'm trying to help you here."

"I don't need your help."

As I approached, I saw him glare and reply.

"You do want my help and you don't even know it. You know why, because you've stumbled into something you need to stumble out of."

At that point, I reached them and said slightly annoyed.

"She told you to back off, Damon."

Damon merely gave me a side glance and replied arrogantly.

"This doesn't concern you, Leslie. Stay out of it."

I moved infront of him and pushed Bonnie behind me. I glared at him defiantly and said seriously.

"Don't be using that tone of voice with me, Damon. We both know I can kick your ass, so back off. Whatever problem you have with her; you have with me. Now, do me a favor and stay away from her. If I find out you're bothering her again, we're going to have a problem."

Damon only seemed to get more annoyed every second. He then looked over at Bonnie and said.

"Believe it or not, Bonnie. I just want to protect you. Let me help you get Emily off your back."

I heard Bonnie gasp from behind me and say.

"How do you know about her?"

Damon merely smirked then looked at her and replied.

"I know a lot of things and I know more about that crystal than you do. I know that she's using that crystal to creep inside of you. See how scared you are? You should be, because I will get that crystal even if I have to wait for Emily to give it to me herself. Next time she comes out to play, you tell her that a deal's a deal."

I merely rolled my eyes and said.

"I find it pretty pathetic to be harassing people over some stupid necklce. That's pretty low, even for you Damon, and I've seen how low you can be."

His eyes flashed with some emotion I couldn't quite understand and then he said desperately.

"I already told you, I didn't mean to and that it would never happen again. What do you want from me, Leslie? Are you going to hold that against me forever?"

I merely raised my eyebrows and replied.

"That's not what I was reffering to, Damon. That's history, and I already told you that we're cool. What I meant was that I've seen what you are capable of doing, but this is just pathetic. Why do want it anyways? Whatever you're thinking of doing with it, I highly doubt it will work."

He simply glared at me and replied angrily.

"You don't know anything and never will. I'm not gonna tell you anything. Is that why you're getting involved? Because you want to know what I'm planning? Well, don't waste your time and tell your stupid cousin that he better watch himself. He better pray that I don't see him again because when I do..."

He left his threat simply hanging. He probably thought that gave him a more menacing and threatening demeanor. Truth be told, it really didn't. To me that just seemed like an empty threat. I simply smirked at him and replied.

"He kicked your ass once and he can do it again. Besides, my cousin doesn't have to watch himself from you. If I were you, I'd be afraid. He's not someone you shoud triffle with. He can make me seem like the sweetest person on the planet, when he wants to. Don't be stupid and just stay away from him. Also, I don't give a crap about what you're planning. If I felt like it, I could have figured it out a long time ago. The thing is that I simply don't care. It's your life, and what you do with it; is none of my business."

He smirked back at me and replied.

"You say that you would have figured it out a long time ago. If that's true, then why haven't you?"

"Because I don't care, and because I'm more concerned with what my dad's planning. In case you forgot, he has something going on and that isn't good for the people involved. If I recall correctly, you are one of those people. So, instead of worrying about some neckleace; you should be more concerned with what my dad has in mind for you. My only concern right now, is figuring it out and stopping him, if I can. He claims that it will make me and my sister happy, but I got my lying abilities from someone and it wasn't my mother."

He stared at me skeptically, for a couple of seconds, and then instantly disappeared. With that, I turned to Bonnie and said.

"Bonnie, go home. I'll call you later, okay?"

The look on her face was a mixture of confusion and disbelief. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her lightly then said.

"Bonnie, listen to me, go home and don't leave your house for the rest of the day."

She blinked rapidly then grabbed my arm and said.

"No, come on. I'm taking you home. Let's go."

She grabbed my wrist firmly and dragged me to the passenger side of her car. What was up with people dragging me everywhere, today? She opened the door and made me get inside. She quickly dashed to the driver's side and turned on the car. We pulled out of the parking lot and drove down the rode. I could tell Bonnie was still slightly spooked because she was gripping the wheel furiously. She stared directly at the road and then eventually said.

"He's bad news, Leslie. He really scared me."

I sighed and replied honestly.

"You need to stay as far away from Damon as possible, Boonie. He didn't do anything because I was there, but you still need to be careful. Damon is a bit... unpredictable. One minute he's calm and then the next, he snaps. Believe me, I know."

She turned to stare at me slightly and then said.

"You seem to know him pretty well. What's up with that? Are you two..."

"We're just friends."

She frowned and then said seriously.

"You just told me to stay away from him because he's dangerous and yet you're his friend. That doesn't make much sense."

"I didn't say he was dangerous. I said he was unpredictable. You see, the thing is that I can take him. Damon doesn't scare me, nothing really scares me, actually."

"How can you not be afraid of him, Leslie? He has the word, danger, written all over him."

I sighed and debated on whether or not to tell her the truth. I decided that it was best if I did. That way, she wouldn't worry so much about me, since I was Damon's friend. I stared directly ahead and replied calmly.

"He promised me that he would never hurt me, and I accepted that. I told him that I wouldn't hold him to it, but he claimed that he wouldn't let me down. I really don't know why, but Damon is different when he's with me. He's still a sarcastic ass, but he's not, you know... mean. He's just... different. He actually likes me and likes to hang out with me. Instead of being like that with his brother, he preffers to be like that with me. I don't know, I guess that's why I'm not scared of him and I like to chill with him."

I saw her narrow her eyes and then smile slightly. She tilted her head towards me and asked.

"And you claim that you don't know why he's like that with you?"

I nodded and replied.

"Yeah, not a clue."

She simply smiled brighter and said casually.

"Interesting."

"What?"

"Nothing. So, what did you mean that your dad has something going on? Is he planning something?"

I narrowed my eyes and replied seriously.

"That's what I'm going to find out."