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Jeremy's POV

I found myself, waking up in a strange room. Where the hell am I? I look around the place and all I see is books everywhere and a whisky bottle on the desk. All I could remember from the night before was heading to the Grill to meet Tyler, he was Andrew Clark, another Jock. As I made my way to the pool table, Tyler started acting weird, saying that I must of made a mistake about meeting him here. I can't believe I'm going through all this again. Even though the whole town knew about Tyler and I, he still acted like an ass about. Didn't want to look gay in front of the douche-bag that is Andrew Clark. Of course the red headed jock decided to butt in and told me to leave. I made a weak insult and left them. When I left the Grill, all I heard was the word queer and everything went blank. By the soreness of my eye and nose, I'm guessing I was jumped. I stared at the black leather jacket that was sitting on the chair next to the desk. Is that? It is! It's Damon's jacket! I was in the Salvatore boarding house. Everyone kept going on about at school, wondering what it looked like. And now I'm actually lying in Damon's bed! I could hear voices from down the hall, I get up and peek outside the bedroom door, trying to be quiet.

"What the is wrong with you Damon!" Stefan sounded angry.

"It's not what it looks like, I saw him lying outside the grill, bleeding"

"Did you?" Stefan's tone was now worried.

"No! Why do you always think of the worst of me?"

"Why did you bring him here? Why not take him to Elena?"

"this is closer" the oldest Salvatore said with mocking in his tone.

"and you're sure, you didn't bi-"

Then the entire house was in silence. I could hear my own heart beat, it was that quiet.

"Good morning Jeremy, sleep well?" Damon smiled.

"How did I get here?" I still a little hazy.

"I found you outside the grill in a right state, looked like you were fighting. So I brought you here to recover"

"Elena is going to go crazy" I moaned.

"Don't worry about her, I can handle your sister" he grins at me.

"I better head home anyway"

"How about breakfast first?"

After breakfast, I headed home. I still couldn't believe I spent the night at the Salvatore's. But I was grateful that Damon helped me. I was beginning to trust him and saw a good friendship coming together.

Once I got in the door, Elena rushed to my side, looking at my bruise, asking me who done this to me. I wasn't sure who attacked me, but pretty sure it was Andrew. She informed me that Stefan called to tell her that Damon found me and brought me back to theirs to make sure I was ok and that I was in good hands. I know she didn't like the older brother but I guess she felt ok about it since Stefan was there too.

I enter my room, thinking of the conversation between the two brothers, it didn't make any sense to me what they were talking about and why cut off so quickly? They couldn't of heard me, I was half way up the hall and barely made any noise that they could hear anyways. I got the feeling that they were hiding something, but what was it? Did Elena know? Is that why she doesn't want me anywhere near the dark haired man?

Damon's POV

I'm standing in the darkness, staring at the Clark boy walking towards his car. I over heard him bragging about how he beat up the Gilbert boy and rage over powered me. As I stalked hunt, I thought about how I managed to resist Jeremy's blood. I don't struggle like my brother does, I do have it under control, but when its pretty up in my face then I find it hard. Stefan thinks I have gone crazy, maybe I have, it would explain why I'm having a friendship with a human who is a teenage boy.

I watched the red headed teen reach for his car door, it was time to make my move. But I didn't. I watched the bully drive off into the night. Why was I doing this? I hunted people because I'm hungry and I like the fun of it, not because I want to seek revenge! Then I realised that I'm actually being protective of Jeremy and the thought of him hurt angers me. Well what do you know! Hell has frozen over

I entered my home, to find Stefan and his human pet cuddling up to the fire. See, this is my I don't like humans I thought to myself. I try to escape but it's too late, Elena is already walking towards me. She warned me to leave her brother alone, he's already been through too much and doesn't need my bad influence. Maybe she was right? I'm not good for Jeremy to be around, not because who i am, but what i am. Do I really want to put in the danger that way? What if Stefan tells Elena who he is and then tells Jeremy? Would he hate me? I try to ignore the thoughts that are running through my mind, why do I care so much if the Gilbert boy would hate me or not? He should hate me! I'm his worst nightmare. Get on the wrong side of me and he's a goner. I know I wouldn't intend to hurt him but sometimes my anger gets the better of me. Is that what I'm most scared of? Letting someone in and if they rub me the wrong way, they end up getting hurt? Maybe that's why I don't go near humans in that form, not because of them, but because of me.

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