Hiya here's the new chapter and a lot happens however, it is my longest one so far. In response to a review I must say things will have to get worse before they can get better in terms of Elena's situation with Mason and her Dad, with a bit of luck Damon will be her knight in shining armour. ;)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.

I spent my day drinking blood and partying. I text Elena since I could not get her out of my head but, when she didn't reply I resorted to other means. I now had 5 compelled brunettes pleasuring me in any way I deemed fit. It always put me in a better mood when I drank straight from the vein. No they weren't the real thing but they were close enough.

There was one girl who really knew how to make a vampire feel good, well how to make any man feel good actually. I don't know what her name was maybe Amber or Annie? Not too sure. Her eyes were brown but there is no fire in them. No compassion or love in the muddy eyes that she owned. Her skin was too pale as well and, her face shape was too angular. Examples as to why they were not perfection. Why they weren't the real thing.

However it was because they were not the real thing that I could not actually enjoy myself therefore, I compelled the girls to forget what had happened and go home. With this in mind I decided to seek out the company I crave.

I follow the road to her home and go around the back.

When I find that she is not at home I follow her scent to a house that used to be owned by the Lockwood's whether, or not it still is I don't know. To be discreet I change into a crow because if the founding families are still the same then I could easily get staked if they catch me jumping around. I perch myself on a tree that was closest to where her scent was coming from and listen carefully. I hear male moans and the movement of bodies. I fly down to a window ledge and glance through the window. I see Mason and Elena cuddling on his bed.

She has beads of sweat on her forehead and she is panting heavily. Her hair is wildly strewn across her back hiding herself from me. At that moment I so desperately wanted to trade places with Mason fucking Lockwood. To have Elena like that all to myself. Her body on top of mine as I whispered soft sweet words into her ears. To be able to please her in such a way that she would never want any other man but me. Mason and I obviously share the same train of thought however, I know that I can do it better than him.

I hear him start telling her that she belongs to him and, then how she agrees!

Jealousy possesses me however, I cannot do anything since I have not been invited into the house. I know she doesn't know any better or owe me anything but she is worth so much more than him. Not being able to do anything yet frustrates me to the point where I almost threw a rock at the window. My patience thinning, I leave and change back before entering a bar so I could drown myself to yet another death.

It was a small bar just outside of town nothing Elena related what's so ever. I pondered what I had just saw; Mason's hands all over my Elena! His body touching hers. His eyes looking at what does not belong to him. It was mine all mine, and she was mine too they just didn't know it yet. I will change her words and show her who she really belongs to.

Trying to change my train of thought I think back to my home. I hadn't heard anything from Italy, not that I thought that I would but it didn't make me feel any better. Anything could be happening. He was still after me, still wanted to kill me. I pulled the chain out from under my shirt that had attached a silver ring with a red stone, which gleamed beautifully against the harsh light. If I was found then this would be found too and it would all be for nothing. I had to hide it somewhere; somewhere they wouldn't find it…

It was about 3 in the morning when I found myself outside Elena's house throwing stones, I knew she was in there. I could hear her sleeping. Annoyed, I jumped up holding onto the window ledge I knocked quietly so as to, not wake up more than the required person. I hear her breathing pattern change and I know she's starting to wake up. I watch as her eyes flutter open to reveal the doe brown colour that I have come to love. She looks at me and a frown graces her face, as she peals the covers away from her body. She comes towards me and opens the window. I take all of her in and she's wearing blue checker boy shorts and a spaghetti strap top.

"Damon what are you doing here?" she yawns

"I needed to see you, can I come in?" she looks confused but still replies

"Well I can't exactly leave you out there you could get hurt," I chuckle at her comment knowing how a fall that small could never hurt me.

"So is that a yes then?"

"Of course come in," she ushers me inside I test for a barrier and when I find none I climb inside. "You shouldn't be here Damon do you know what time it is?" she complains sitting back down on her bed rubbing her eyes.

"I know I'm sorry it's just…" I begin then I see the bruises on her neck and I open the flood gate again. "Do your parents know that you're having sex with Mason?" I say it before I can take it back… I think I've had too much bourbon. Her head turns swiftly to face me; eyes sharp.

"How do you…"

"The bruises on your neck," I answer before she can finish, leaving out the part where I saw them, heard them and now his scent is left lingering on her beautiful body. Her hand instantly went to her neck. "I'm sure as long as you're using protection your life won't end if they find out," I say sarcastically.

There's an awkward silence and I notice tears are pooling in her eyes. Guilt overwhelms me as I realise I've upset her.

"You can't say anything to them promise me Damon, you won't say a word," she panics standing up so that she can grip my arms in her frenzied state.

"Okay, okay I won't say a word, I wouldn't anyway princess calm down," I say throwing my hands up in surrender releasing myself from her grasp. She walks over and sits on her bed with her legs folded. I join her and I can't help but notice how the moonlight shines down on her endearing eyes making, them look as glisten like diamonds.

Her hair falls in front of her face and without thinking I move it back and softly tuck it behind her ear. My hand lingers for longer than necessary. She looks up at me with wide glassy eyes and abruptly moves backwards away from me. She presses herself into her pillows and cushions, pulling the covers to hide herself from me. I don't move in fear scaring her further.

"Elena I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"No it's alright, it's not your fault it's just I can't be around you," she sobs

"What on earth is that supposed to mean?" I half yell

"I was out of control yesterday and not myself,"

"And? You was having fun Elena!"

"No I was drunk and I got carried away,"

"Elena, I know we was out late but we enjoyed ourselves, do you want to live your life being a sad lonely girl?"

"I'm not sad and lonely, I have Mason." With that my eyes turned cold my walls of ice building themselves back up in and around my heart.

"Is that what it is? Him? Is that all you have Elena?"

"Look, Damon people saw us dancing and Mason found out. My dad is furious with me and so is Mason, he doesn't want me seeing you after the other night." Now I'm angry. They want to keep me from her, who the hell do they think they are?

"What about dinner?" I asked with clenched teeth knowing that they would both be there.

"Of course you're still invited, my mom invited you,"

"Your mom. I do believe you were the one who invited me,"

"On behalf of my mom,"

"Elena this bullshit!" I holler and I can see the tears starting to fall.

"Damon you need to go. You're drunk and you're going to wake everybody up," she orders I move towards her needing to be near her. I grasp her shoulders and shake her slightly trying to knock some sense into her. "Elena you can't be serious, they don't have to know we can keep it a secret," I tell her as I wipe away stray tears trying to convince her. But she shakes her head clearly not having none of it.

"I can't lie to all my friends and family Damon," she sobs

"Elena, you can't let them control you,"

"They're doing what's best for me by telling me to stay away from you. I mean what kind of person climbs into somebody's bedroom through their window at 3 in the morning?" she reasons and I begin to realise how this might seem.

"I would never hurt you, Elena,"

"Yeah right all you want is some pretty girl to fuck every other night so you don't get lonely," and I flinch backwards at her words. Rejection stung and it was something I was not accustomed to. I release her angrily before getting up from her bed.

"Whatever, fuck you Elena," I yell before jumping out the window.

I yelp when I see Damon literary jump out of my window. I run towards it and Damon is nowhere in sight. I wipe the tears from my eyes, I know it's unfair on Damon but, I've only really known him a day and I love Mason. I would do anything for him.

My Dad is a control freak however my best interests are in his heart and my friends love me too. I just can't help but feel like I've made a mistake by denying Damon a simple friendship.

School dragged today Bonnie, Caroline and I sat with the football team at lunch on the field. Things were back to normal I think what happened with Mason yesterday was a fluke and, the make-up sex was great. Soon after me and Bonnie were sitting in English and she's going on about how much of an ass-hat her dad is being.

"Lena apparently you was seen out with some guy on Saturday," she says

"Uh…yeah," I mumble looking down ashamed.

"Was he hot?" she asks edging closer her eyebrows raising.

"Bonnie!" I squeal

"What you know I don't like Mason, I think talking to people that aren't him is healthy. Especially if they're hot," she says with a shrug "So was he?"

"Yes, now would you drop it?" I ask in a hushed tone.

"No, now what did he look like? Was he tall? What coloured eyes did he have? Will you be seeing him again?" she pesters

"Black hair, yes, blue and no," I answer in a deflated tone turning away from her.

"No? Why not?"

"Because Mason doesn't want me to and neither does my Dad,"

"That's ridiculous they are far too controlling," She huffs. I stay silent, wondering whether or not she's right. Damon said the same thing last night but… he was drunk he didn't really mean it right? I mean what kind of a lunatic climbs through your window in the middle of the night? Then why is it I feel so guilty?

"Look Bonnie I'm not going to put strain on my relationships with my boyfriend and dad because of some guy,"

"A really hot, really sexy guy," she counters leaning forward her eyes looking at me dreamily.

"Mason is really hot and really sexy too,"

"Ugh, no Mason is just no. I swear he's on steroids how tiny is his dick?"

"BONNIE!" I shriek at her audacity

"Miss Gilbert could you step outside please until you've calmed down." My teacher orders politely and I grab my books and bags before leaving the class room. However I managed to still give Bonnie an evil glare that would tell her that she owed me big time.

Later on in the evening Mason takes me out on a date, in some fancy restaurant just outside of town. I try focusing on what he's saying but all I could think about was Damon. I even dreamt about him after I fell asleep. Those blue eyes follow me everywhere.

"Elena? Elena are you even listening to me?"

"Err sorry I just zoned out for a second,"

"God Lena what is wrong with you lately?"

"Nothing I'm sorry I was just thinking, you know Wednesday night?"

"Yes were having dinner round yours,"

"Well um Damon's coming, mom invited him because he's a founding family member,"

"Who's Damon?" he asks confused

"He…um…he's that guy from the other night… the one who fixed my car," I stutter.

"When did this happen?" he asks rather calmly

"2 days ago, on Saturday,"

"I know what day it was 2 days ago, I'm not an idiot Elena,"

"I know, I'm sorry,"

"It's alright, just ignore him and if he tries to start conversation with you, then end it." He says this with a smirk and I just smile. "Cheers to us sweetheart," he says whilst raising a glass of very expensive wine. We clink glasses and take a sip. Dinner was great besides some waitress practically throwing herself at Mason. I have eyes I can see when someone is trying to have eye sex with my boyfriend!

He apologizes for it and takes my hand in his as we talk about our future together. How were going to go to the same college and live our dream lives. After we finished Mason walked me to the car and we got in before he realize he forgot something and had to go back.

I was looking for my phone in my purse to tell my mom we were on our way back, when it dawned on me that I left it in the girl's bathroom when I was texting Caroline. I get out of the car and make my way through the restaurant to the back where the girl's bathroom is. I open the door to the restroom and walk inside and literary freeze with my hands over my mouth. There, right in front of me, was Mason and that sleazy waitress. Making out.

He turns around to see whose there and, looks like he's seen a ghost when he sees me standing behind him. His mouth forms an 'o' and I see past to the waitress who is smirking down at me. The waterworks began and I felt like my whole world had come crashing down on me.

"Elena it's not what it looks like babe," he begins but I don't want to hear it. I grab my phone from besides the sink and, make a run for it. I'm out in a blink of an eye but I can hear Mason running after me calling my name. His heavy feet making a loud sound every time his foot touched the ground making me run faster, until he finally catches up to me in the car park.

"Mason, leave me alone!"

"Elena I don't know what came over me, she is nothing compared to you please,"

"How could you do that to me?"

"It's no different than what you did with that creep!"

"I never kissed him Mason!"

"No but you let him touch you, you let him put his filthy hands all over your body!" he yells and immediately I know he right. My face must give me away because he pulls me into his arms whilst saying"Come here,"

"Is this the first time you have been with another girl?" I ask in between cries

"Of course Elena, I'm happy with you and only you. You are the girl I want to marry someday not some whore who throws herself at me at whatever chance she gets," he tells me encompassing me further planting light kisses on my head.

"Can we just go home?"

"Of course baby, yours or mine?" he asks

"Mine,"

"Are you sure? Make up sex was so good last time,"

"I'm not in the mood. Not when you've had your tongue down another girl's throat,"

"Elena it didn't go that far and, it had only been a couple of hours since you had been with that creep.

"I know, I sorry, I'm just tired it's a Monday and it's been a long day,"

"Alright I'll drop you off home we can make up for it tomorrow straight after school," he tells me with a wink. After he drops me off I go straight upstairs and have a long sizzling shower allowing myself to unwind. Soon after I climb into bed a cry my heart out. I know it's not right but I love him so much.

He gave a few more hard thrusts before cumming inside of me for the 3rd time. He seriously needs to lose energy because three rounds and I am shattered but, I suppose I did have to make up for yesterday. He wrapped his arms around me and asks me how my day was

"I got an A+ in my biology exam but I think Caroline and Bonnie were jealous,"

"Well not everybody can be as perfect as my girl," he says tracing circles on my shoulder.

"Bonnie reckons her teacher is bias and that's why she didn't get a good grade,"

"She just feels inferior because she knows she's not as good as you,"

"I know you don't like her but she is a good friend,"

"Caroline's a better friend,"

"You're only saying that because she approves of you," I say and he sighs in frustration

"Look babe you're gonna have to go soon because the guys are coming round but, I just want you to know that I love you and remind you about what to do at dinner tomorrow,"

"I know ignore him, will do," I say before grabbing my clothes and getting dressed. I leave the Lockwood Manor and go home focusing on revising for the summer finals that are in a months' time. Before long I find myself in the kitchen eating my mom's cooking which tastes bland compared to the wonders that Damon cooked.

"So Elena how are things with you and Mason?" my father asks

"Good, I went round there after school and on a date with him last night,"

"So he forgives you for your indiscretions then,"

"Yes,"

"Oh come on dad she hardly did anything wrong it's not like she cheated or anything," Jeremy buts in but Dad ignores him.

"How are your grades fairing at the moment Elena?" he continues

"Straight A's Dad," he nods before turning to my little brother.

"Good. Jeremy have you accumulated any more detentions this week thus far?"

"Nah, I found a better hiding spot for smoking pot and invested in deodorant to mask the smell," he shrugs

"Jeremy this is not a laughing matter you will end up in jail in the real world! How much further can you bring our family down?"

"No one's perfect Dad not even Elena! And you forcing her to be in a relationship because it betters your reputation is not fair!"

"I have done nothing of the sort, Elena is happy with Mason therefore I encourage it now sit down boy and eat your dinner!"

"Like fuck is she did you not hear her crying her eyes out after her date with Mason? I heard it, Mom heard it. But you won't because you live in your own fucking bubble!" Jeremy yells from the top of his lungs and I gasp at what I'm hearing.

"Get out of my house!" my father bellows standing up towering over my younger brother

"Grayson please leave it be," my mom tries to intervene

"No Miranda it's about time this boy was taught a lesson," he tells her before grabbing Jeremy by the arm and starting to hit him but not in the way that a parent would discipline their child. In a way that could put someone in hospital.

"GRAYSON GET OFF OF HIM!" my mother screams

"Dad please leave him be," I beg trying to pull him away but then he turns on me and throws me into the dining table. When Jeremy sees this he lunges at him and starts to attack him more fiercely than ever.

"Don't you dare touch my sister!" he hollers and I swear I have never seen Jeremy like this he is all out rage. His fist connecting with my dad's jaw as he presses him up against the wall. Jeremy's upper hand doesn't last long before my dad's knee connects with Jeremy's body and causes him to keel over in pain. I watch from on the floor, frozen in horror as my brother and father let out their building resentment in one single fight. They continue on and on until mom smashes a plate on the floor gaining their attention. There is blood everywhere. Tears pool at her feet and they both stop to look at her.

"Look at what you two are doing, Jeremy your attacking your own father and Grayson… you're beating your 16 year old boy up and throwing your daughter across the room because, they can be perfect for you. Elena and Jeremy are both beautiful children and everybody in this god forsaken town knows it. Everybody except you," she cries and I feel sorry for her pulling her into a hug. My father looks around the chaos he has made before he let's go of my brother before pulling him into a hug as well.

"I'm sorry son, so sorry I'm a terrible father and no one should treat their children the way I treat you and your sister," he pull me and my mom into a hug and, for the first time in my life I see my dad cry.

"There is no justification for attacking my own children, I am so sorry. Jeremy, I am proud of you even though I don't show it because, you are the only one in the entire family who shows who they really are and is happy with it. I just worry that you will waste your life on drink and drugs and, never go college or settle down and have children," he sobs.

"And Elena my gorgeous, beautiful daughter I am so proud of you also for maintaining everything under the pressure that I have put upon you. If you're not happy with Mason then don't make yourself miserable because, of what I want. It's about time you started doing what you want and not worry about how it will affect others." He tells me with a sad look.

"I am happy with Mason we just had an argument, that's all," I tell him reassuringly.

"It's not like she did anything wrong anyway there was barely any touching involved they mostly talked all night. They danced for one song then the guy brought her home," Jeremy defended me.

"How would you know?" My mother finally spoke up

"I was there keeping an eye on her," he shrugs

"I still don't like the idea of my daughter hanging around with a guy much older than her, but it's comforting to know that you too look out for each other,"

"Grayson dear, he spent all day fixing her car in the sweltering heat, made her lunch and refreshments whilst she was waiting and made sure she got home safely," mom told him

"Still…"

"You can judge yourself tomorrow when he come round for dinner,"

"DINNER?" dad and Jeremy question simultaneously

"Yes he's a Salvatore and a member of the founding families," she answers.

"Well I think before we think of founding families we should think of our family. How does a vacation to the lake house sound and we can start to work through our issues… my issues," My dad suggest and I know things can only get better from this.

"You're right I should at least have a conversation with the guy," dad says acceptingly before noticing the injures that he has caused and deciding to do what he does best. Play doctor. Before long we were all patched up and sitting on the sofa with ice cream and popcorn, watching a movie like normal families.

The night air hung cold in the stone halls as a figure approached another with imperative news.

"Sir, I have tracked his location," the smaller figure stutters

"And," the other boomed in a condescending voice.

"He's moved to the USA,"

"Where abouts in the USA?"

"We…um… w…w…we don't k…know,"

"Well that's not good enough. I want Damon Salvatore found! And when you find him tell him he has 24 hours to get his lazy ass here along, with the key." The taller more imposing figure yells grasping a hold of the smaller by his neck and, lifting him in the air before flinging him to the stone cold floor. He turns his back to the man on the ground looking out to the cityscape.

"W…w…what if M…Mr Sal…vatore does not… c…c…comply?"

"Then send him his head."

I know left it at a bit of a mystery. Damon's past is going to play a serious role within this story as we go on let's see if anyone can figure out who it is that wants him dead, I will give you more info as we go on. let me know who you think it is in the reviews.