First of all, I wanna thank everyone who read and reviewed my fic! I means so much to me! Also I changed the title of the story since I will be continuing it, sorry for any confusion!

Elena's POV

I woke up in a dark room on a large four poster bed. Where the fuck am I? And why is my head pounding. I feel like I have a huge hangover. I don't remember leaving the library last night. I rub my neck to ease the stiffness and suddenly I have flashes of memories flooding my brain. The biting, the blood, the sex. Damon. I quickly got out of the bed stumbling to my feet. My legs were shaking from fear as I heard someone approach the door. It swung open of course the one and only Damon was standing before me.

"What did you do to me?" I said my voice trembling.

"I fixed you. Now you're mine now. Forever. And forever wouldn't be as long if I kept you as a frail human would it. You should be thanking me!" he said harshly.

I felt a sob in my throat. Me, a vampire? I never wanted this! A tear ran down my face and Damon walked closer to me. "Feed or die. I can always make a new play thing. Tick tock Elena," he smirked running his hand down my jaw line, "The choice is your's," he said leaving me dumbfounded in his bedroom. Feed or Die? This can't be happening. I'm only 18 years old. I was supposed to graduate, go to college and LIVE a life. I have to get out of here. I moved to the door of course he had locked me in from the outside. The windows! I ran opening the drapes and sunlight flooded the room. I used to love the sun but right now it was so bright almost unbearable to look at. I couldn't stand to be out in the sun feeling like this, I surely wouldn't make it far. I quickly shut the drapes relaxing my eyes to the darkness. I heard a knock at the door and resumed my spot on his bed. He came in with a random drunk sorority girl.

"Time to have some fun," he smirked.

The girl was half naked in her bra and matching lace panties. I was weirdly jealous of how much she was hanging over Damon, continually laughing as if something was so hilarious. With out warning he bit into her neck causing her to moan in pleasure. Something came over me as I smelled the scent of her blood filling the room. It smelled amazing. I've never been able to smell blood before and I liked it! He pulled away, "Want a bite," he grinned, knowing the scent was driving me insane. I was backed into the corner not even realizing I had moved away. He slowly approached me and I could hear the blood pumping through her veins. What's happening to me? I felt my teeth shifting in my mouth. I lifted a finger to my mouth and felt the sharpness. My fangs were coming in, all I had to do was feed and I would be immortal forever. I don't know what to do. But the sight of Damon feeding was arousing me to new heights.

"Fuck," I groaned. This whole moment was turning me on, which I didn't have time for. However there was something about watching him dominate her while she moaned in ecstasy of the moment. He pulled away and licked her wound. She groaned clearly displeased he stopped feeding from her. He put his arm out and I surprised myself when I took his hand and came close to him and the drunken girl.

"Go ahead Elena, you know you want to," his voice was deep with desire. The intensity was killing me and before I could stop myself I had bitten her and some sort of frenzy took over. This moment was heavenly I unexpectedly grabbed her tighter around her neck wanting all of her. I had gotten so engrossed in feeding on her I forgot Damon was even in the room until he ran his hands down my waist all his touches left me goosebumps and then he whispered into my ear,"Finish her" and I did. I drained the life from this girl. I never even knew her and suddenly I felt remorse hit me hard. I was suddenly wiping the blood from my lips, crying my eyes out.

"Relax Elena, we go through sorority girls fast," he laughed.

"This isn't funny I just killed a girl who had her whole life ahead of her. Doesn't that matter to you?" I choked out.

"None of this matters to me! You killed a girl, so what, you'll kill dozens!" he voice was ice-cold. I turned to walk away from him, because I couldn't handle how much life didn't matter to him! He was a masochistic bastard and I had to get away from him. He abruptly stopped me slamming me into the wall. I gasped, so shocked at how rough he was with me. I'd never had anyone handle me this way. He looked at me fiercely, our eyes were connecting in so many ways I've never experienced. Instantly his lips attacked mine. It was a hungry yet desperate kiss. He pulled away leaving me breathless.

"You should know your emotions are heightened," he trailed off, "but don't worry soon you'll be able to kill without feeling a thing," his voice was pure silk. He picked up the girls limp body tossing her corpse over his shoulder and walked out of the room locking me back up. I went into her bathroom and turned on the shower. Tears mixing with water ran down my face. Finally after almost an hour in the shower I came out and he was lying on the bed shirtless in his black boxer briefs, flipping through the hundreds of channels on his flat screen. My eyes instantly went to the bulge in the front of his underwear. Damn I almost forgot the mind-blowing sex we had and instantly my sorrow was gone. Now I was feeling all too aroused. Feeling bold I dropped my towel and strutted past him to the door.

In a flash he was in front of me, "Just where do you think you're going?" he snarled suddenly distracted by my impressive breasts. "I need clothes," I said in a matter of fact tone. I could play his game, and pretend to not give a fuck too. On the inside I am reeling to throw him on the bed and fuck him senseless but on the outside I am showing him a great deal of disinterest.

"It's taken care of check the closet." he said sternly.

I walked over, feeling his eyes on my ass as I turned away, it was full of brand new clothes, tags intact.

"Wow, for me? How sweet." I said sarcastically. How does he know what I like to wear? I walked in the closet and saw all the clothes. Damn they are beautiful, which makes it even harder to be angry at him! He's an arrogant asshole but in a way he's pretty perfect too. I shook off my feelings for him. He wants to play tough, well so can I! I'm vampire now, and since all my bruises healed I was one sexy vampire. Since he's in his underwear I'm gonna put on some sexy lingerie and have some fun toying with him! I shut the closet door getting perfectly adorned giggling to myself as I fastened my thigh highs to my garter belt feeling so sexy. I was in all black which I knew he would love since it seems to be his favorite color. I walked out of the closet.

"Oh Damon" I purred. "Wait, where are you going?" I asked seeing him shrug on his leather jacket.

"Out. Stay here and behave, or you'll fair badly." He barked.

"What?! You can't! Look at me," I raced in front him using my vampire speed for the first time, and I loved it. I felt powerful as I blocked the door.

"Yes you look very sexy but I have plans, now move aside or I'll make you," he scowled.

What did I have to lose? "No!" I said sternly.

"Oh, really?" he grabbed me and pushed me into the door. I winced at the pain, but I could tolerate way more pain as a vampire. "I said move and you will do as you're told," he grabbed me by my chin, "Are we clear?"

"Crystal," I sneered, pulling away from his grip. "Fine! Leave! What do I care? I'll find something or maybe someone to keep me occupied." I said with a smirk.

"Someone? Don't ever say that again or-"

Feeling ballsy I cut him off, "Or you'll what! You're not gonna kill me!" I laughed in his face, and I could tell I was getting under his skin.

"I may not kill you, but this will keep you down for a while," He grabbed my neck. I tried to pull away but he was way stronger.

Not again! -SNAP-

Poor Elena :( Anyways leave me reviews! I love to know what you guys think! (Especially you Maria!)

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