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I was forced out of my peaceful sleep by a pounding headache. It took me a few minutes to finally wake up but it didn't take me long to notice this wasn't my room. Last night wasn't a nightmare, it was the terrifying reality. Why didn't they kill me? I shuddered at the thought that they could have something else planned for me. I need to get out of here. By now Jeremy has noticed I'm gone. He's probably freaking out.

I tried to stand up but my legs were unwilling to carry my body. I took the time to examine my prison. It was a nice room considering the circumstances. The bed was in the center of the room pushed up against the wall with a dark nightstand made out of wood next to it. Other than that there wasn't much in the room.

When my legs finally decided to work I made my way over to the door. I quietly tried to turn the doorknob but it wouldn't budge. Of course it's locked, I thought to myself, why would they let me escape? I walked back to the bed, my shoulders lowered in defeat as I waited for someone to come in and release me.

It felt like hours until I finally heard the doorknob slowly open. At first I was relieved that someone was finally coming but then the panic set in. These people are dangerous, who knows that they are going to do to me. I need to get out of here. That's all I can think about. I waited for the person to come fully inside the room till I tried to run. The person was a short woman who appeared to be carrying a tray full of food. Without saying a word she walked over to the nightstand and put it down. I took the opportunity to bolt out the open door.

I ran down the hallway not knowing where I was going. The house was endless and I couldn't find a door anywhere. My freedom was short lived because a tall man with short brown hair intercepted my dash from the house. He picked me up and threw my over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing. He dragged me back to my room with my kicking and screaming on his back. He threw me back on the bed and locked the door behind him.

After a few minutes I heard a knock on the door but I didn't say anything. The man entered anyways and I saw it was Damon, the man behind everything. He had a devilish smiled plastered on his face.

"Going somewhere sweetie?" he mocked.

"Not after being man handled by your minion," I said bitterly.

"Well unfortunately I can't take any chances," he said walking over to me holding a pair of handcuffs in his hands, "you are very important to me Elena."

He locked my hand in one of the holes and locked the other to the bedpost.

"I hope you're comfortable," he said cruely.

"Go to hell!" I spat at him

"Oh Elena darling, what makes you think I haven't already been there," a smirk spread across his face. I took the moment to take in his facial features. His bright blue eyes contrasted against his raven black hair. For a psycho, he was pretty good looking. No Elena what are you saying this man is evil.

"You're disgusting," I responded

"What am I going to do with you Elena," he said stroking my cheek with the back of his hand.

"Please just let me go," I pleaded while holding back the tears.

"You know I can't do that," he said coldly, "I need to know what you know."

"Over my dead body," I said angrily smacking his hand off my face.

"This could be much easier if you just started talking. I could make things much more…difficult if I don't start getting what I want."

"What are you going to kill me like you did to that innocent man?" I shouted at him

"Oh so you do know more than you're letting on," he brought his face close to mine, "and just so you know, that man wasn't so innocent. We aren't exactly a business for saints. So tell me Elena what exactly did you see?"

"I saw you shoot that man and I watched him die," I mumbled

"Did it hurt knowing you couldn't do anything about it?" he question while brining his hand back up to my cheek. "You like being in control don't you Elena?"

I didn't respond, I just stared back into his deep blue eyes.

"Well you'll soon learn that you have none of that in this place. I think it's time we set some ground rules don't you?" he said pulling his hand away from me cheek.

"Rules?" I asked curiously.

"Yes rules sweetie. First of all, no trying to run away. You won't get very far but I find it annoying to constantly chase after you. Second, you will do whatever I saw when I say it no matter what. For example, if I ask you to come, no questions, you'll just do it. Got it?" he laughed at the shock and fear that spread across my face.

"And if I don't?"

"I thought you might say that. Nothing's ever easy with you girls is it? I guess I'll have to resort to the usual threatening. If you don't follow these rules then I'm going to have to hurt Jeremy. Really I don't want to but if it comes down to it, I won't hesitate."

"You're sick," I grumbled.

"You have no idea," he said getting up from the bed and walking out. "Oh and those handcuffs will stay on until you can learn to be a good…guest." He said placing emphasis on the word guest. I heard the door slam shut and the lock turn. Once again I was trapped.

After an hour of sitting on the bed and doing absolutely nothing, my stomach started to growl and I look towards the food on the nightstand. It was filled with homemade sandwich and a glass of water. I quickly ate the sandwich and drank the water.

After finding a comfortable position to sleep in with the handcuffs, I drifted off to sleep.

Damon's pov:

Damn that Elena girl is a handful. Who does she think she is talking to me like that? I have to admit I was impressed by her quick mouth but that doesn't make it ok. She's strong now but I'm going to crack her if I have to keep her here for decades. I could feel her shiver at my touch. Eventually she will be begging me for it. All of the girls do. She's going to be fun to crack, I can already tell.

"Did she tell you anything?" Klaus asked me as I walked into the living room. Klaus was one of my most trusted friends.

"She sang like a bird…a caged bird," I laughed to myself.

"And did she see anything?"

"Yes she did," I answered.

"So when are we going to kill her?" he asked me.

I jumped up from my chair, "what do you mean kill her?"

"Well we can't risk her running to the cops and we can't keep her here for the rest of her life…"

"I think Elena will be a fun girl to crack," I said quietly to myself while planning what to do next with her. Elena Gilbert, you are in for an interesting week.