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I walked way from the Lockwood mansion, crying over what he just said. The words kept repeating themselves in my head.

"You don't know how much I want to kiss you now, Damon." I whispered in his ear as I had my arms around his neck.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Damon groaned as he pushed my hands off his neck and took a huge step away from me.

"Whats not a good idea?" I asked. Damon walked back up to me and brushed back my blonde curls behind my ears.

"I want you, I really do Charlie." Damon said as tears filled his eyes.

"If you want me then why can't I kiss you?" I asked.

"There are things you don't know, things you don't understand." He sighed.

"What things don't I understand, I thought you liked me, you told me you liked me." I said as a felt a tear roll down my face, more tears followed the first one.

"I do and I'm really sorry but I'm in love with Elena." I stepped back very quickly. I can't breathe, I don't know what happening. The love of my life just admitted to being in love with my sister. She gets anything and everything she wants. Our parents loved her more than me and she is the reason for their death.

"Please tell me that your just joking." I cried. He shock his head, of course he would love my perfect sister. "I have loved you ever since I met you... She hasn't."

Even thinking about that conversation makes me sick. Everyone is in love with poor and perfect Elena. Elena got all the sympathy when my parents died, know one even asked of I was going to be alright or if I was okay. I know I'm not popular and I don't have any friends but people should have at least checked and asked me if I was okay.

I was walking towards the parking to see if my brother was still here because I need a ride home. Damon was supposed to bring me home but I don't want to spend anymore time with him than I did at the ball. Today was the annual masquerade ball at the Lockwood's and that's why I'm here. I'm wearing a black dress that goes down to my ankles and a black mask.

I am so stupid... Every single guy I have ever had feelings for stabbed me in the back so they can be with my sister. Of course, know one wants the loner freak.

I hear someone walk up behind and I thought it was, "Damon, what-" I couldn't finish what I was saying because a cloth went over my face. I struggled against them trying to get away, but they held the cloth over my mouth and nose. My eyes started to get blurry until eventually I blacked out.

Hey, this is the first chapter of my newest story. I hope everyone likes it.