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A/N – Hey guys! So Jeremy read Elena's journal! omg! how will he take it? Will he be able to accept the truth? And is his feelings for Damon only just friendship?! Hope you enjoy this one. And I want to say a big thanks to 0809m for the lovely reviews. I'm glad you're enjoying it!

Jeremy's POV.

I found myself leaning against my bedroom wall, my face was in horror. What the hell did I just read? Vampires? Vampires can't be real! They just can't! I put my hands threw my hair, thinking if this is actually true. I have heard all the ghost stories that Vampires use to live here in Mystic Falls, but that's all it was, right? With all this new information, I started to feel dizzy. I get up off the floor and head downstairs to the kitchen. I took a sip of water from my glass, processing everything I just read. If vampires are real, then Vicky's death, I always thought it was strange when chrif Forbes said it was a bear attack, I mean what kind of bear only bites the neck and bleeds you dry? I put the glass down, feeling like I was going to be sick. A vampire killed Vicky? As stupid as it sounded, it made sense. And the way Stefan was acting today with the blood on his shirt! If what Elena says is true, that means Damon is one too! Before I could think about it even more, I head the front door slam, which made me jump. I turned my head round to see who it was. I watched my aunt stagger upstairs. Did she know the truth? Was everyone lying to me? I headed back up to my room, thinking what I was going to do, was I going to confront my sister? Or Damon for that matter? He's suppose to be my friend, why keep this from me? I take my shirt off and threw it on the dirty pile. I had to get some sleep, all this new information had drained me. Before I fell asleep, I had one last thought, what if Damon killed Vicky?

I woke up to the sound of the hard rain hitting my window. I turned to my alarm clock. Only 5:30? crap! I get out of bed and decided to get ready for school early. There's a first for everything right? After I got dressed, I just kept thinking about Damon, doesn't make sense. Vampires are suppose to be evil, but Damon wasn't evil, not to me anyways. I heard the landing floor creak, I jumped up to check it out. It was Elena sneaking back into her bedroom. Vampires can't be that bad, if my sister is dating one? I thought to myself. She caught me staring.

"Hey, what you doing up this early?" Elena asked me.

"Couldn't sleep"

"Everything ok?" she could sense there was something wrong.

"You wouldn't lie to me right? I mean, we tell each other everything?"

she hesitated for a second "Of course Jere, you sure everything is ok?

"Yeah" I forced out a smile. Why is she lying to me? Is it to protect them? Or me?

School was a drag yet again, I couldn't think about anything else but Vampires and Damon. I needed answers, but would they give me them? Or would I just make it worse?

I decided to ditch history and head to the boarding house, I knew it wasn't a good idea, but I couldn't help myself. I wanted to know the truth and I wanted to see him.

I got to the Salvatore's house, I had no idea what I was going to say, was I just going to spit it out? Or drag it on a little? Before I had the chance to knock, the opened. Damon smiled at me, showing off his beautiful smile. I could feel my heart racing. What the hell was I thinking? I'm about to confront a vampire!

"Hello Jeremy, what do I owe this pleasure?" the blue eyed man greeted me.

I didn't say anything back though, I just stood there, staring at him and shaking like a leaf.

"Would you like to come in?"

I nodded and followed him into the lounge. He poured himself a drink and asked me to sit down but I couldn't, I had to stand.

"Jeremy, is everything ok?" he looked concerned.

't look at him, my eyes stayed down at the floor.

"I take it your sister told you" he rolled hi

"I-I'm sick of all the lies, I want to know the truth" I guess I'm going to spit it out.

"the truth about what?" he looked at me with suspicious eyes.

"about you and your brother" I couldn't look into his eyes.

"Not exactly" I watched him sit down on the sofa, he looked sad. "Is it true?"

"what do you want me to say Jeremy? Yes, I'm a vampire! Happy now?" he snarled at me.

I couldn't breathe, everything in my sisters diary was true, vampires are real! He stared at me, waiting for me to run away. But I couldn't move, it was like my legs were like jelly. I was processing everything in and then it hit, the first night we met.

"That night in the graveyard, you were going to kill me, weren't you?" my head was spinning. I don't know why I asked this question, I already knew the answer.

He didn't say anything, he just sat there, staring into his glass of whisky.

"Answer me!" I shouted.

Before I knew it, he was right in front of me, pinning me up against the wall. Blue eyes staring into brown. I felt the sweat dripping off of and the sound of my heart beating. I was terrified

"What does it matter if I was going to or not? You're still here, aren't you?" I could feel his breath on me. He let go of my arms and walked back to his drink.

"What about Vicky Donovan?" I whispered, trying to get my breathing back.

"Who?" he asked, like the name didn't mean anything to him.

"She was my friend, who died a few months back. They found her body drained of blood"

"and your asking if I killed her?" he laughed. For some reason he found the amusing.

I took my wallet out of my pocket and opened it up to take the picture out. It was a picture of me and Vicky last summer at my parents lake house. I walked up to him and handed the picture to him, he looked at it once and the look on his face is all that I needed.

"You're a monster" I said with gritted teeth.

I could hear him shouting my name and I headed out the door. But there was no way I wasn't going to let him see me cry.

Once I got home, I ran to my room. I felt like my heart was going to explode. Why didn't he kill me that night? If that was what he was planning to do. Was our friendship even real? Was he just keeping me sweet till I fully trusted him and then go for the attack? Is that how he gets his kicks? I remember back to the way he looked, he looked hurt. Like he didn't want me to find out. But was it just an act? I knew I was upset at the fact he killed Vicky, but I was also upset about something else, the way he pinned up against that wall, I was scared to death in case he was going to rip my head off but all I could look at was his lips and his eyes burning into mine. I jump into my bed, today's events have drained me. But all I could think about was Damon's face and how hurt he looked.

A/N- hope you liked this chapter. If you liked it, I will write more. So please let me know. :)