I thought since it took me like a month to update this story, I would add another chapter really quickly. Enjoy!

The kiss starts off slow put picks up pace. Our lips press against each other and Tyler slips his tongue into my mouth. I moan softly against his lips, forgetting everything that is going on around me, forgetting that my sister could be in trouble with Damon lurking around.

My peace and pleasure is interrupted by Mrs. Lockwood opening the door. "Tyler…Oh!" We break apart quickly. Mrs. Lockwood looks shocked but not entirely surprised. I blush and push my hair behind my ear. "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt."

"No… ah, I was just… going." I stammer. Grabbing my bag I rush out the door, passing Mrs. Lockwood and Tyler without looking at either of them.

I just made out with my best friend. And I liked it. Fuck my life.

…

I pull up to my house to find Stefan leaning against the porch. Getting out of my car I walk over to him.

"Any sign of Damon?"

"Not yet. I thought you were staying at Tyler's."

"I changed my mind." I said coolly, shrugging.

"You should get inside." Stefan said gloomily. I had the feeling that it wasn't just Damon escaping that was getting him down.

"Nah. I won't be able to sleep anyways. Mys well keep you company." I sit down on the porch, wrapping my arms around me.

"That's not necessary."

"Don't even try to talk me out of it. You can't. Besides, it's no safer in there then it is out here." Stefan sighs and takes off his black sweater and gives it too me. I smile and take it, putting it on. "So what else is wrong?"

Stefan leans his head back. "Elena knows." Elena knows he's a vampire.

My lips turn into a grim frown. "How?"

"She put it together, just like you did I suppose. She doesn't want anything to do with me."

I notice the terms brimming in his eyes and I know it in that second; I trust Stefan Salvatore. If I didn't I would have tried to stake him by know. I wouldn't have left him here while I was making out with Tyler. I wouldn't of let him look over, protect, my family. I would have got them somewhere far from here, somewhere safe. But they are, we are, safe with him.

I stand up and I put my arms around him, pulling him close. He tenses for a second before relaxing and putting his arms around my waist.

"Don't worry. Elena's compassionate, she might get over it." I say, trying to making him feel better, though it's never been my strong suite. "Though she's never been one to like dangerous things. That's always been me." I smile crookedly and we sit back down on the porch.

"That's not a good thing. Well maybe for me…"

I laugh lightly. "I know but I can't help it. I get bored pretty easily, which is why I can't even contemplate living 150 years, stuck as a teenager for the rest of eternity."

He gives me a small, haunted smile. "It's not the best. I use to spend a lot of time wishing I was never turned. That I died for good when I was shot, or never drank human blood." He seems to be in his own world now, reliving memories from over a 100 years ago. I take his sweater off, putting it on his lap and kiss him on the forehead.

"Goodnight Stefan."

I open the door quietly and just before I close it I think I hear his small voice telling me goodnight as well.

Walking upstairs, I knock lightly on Elena's door. Opening it and peaking my head into her room. I hear a gasp and see movement in the dark before a light turns on.

Elena has one hand on her lamp and a scared look on her face. "Zoey! You scared the crap out of me!"

"Sorry, why so jumpy?"

"It's…I… nothing. It's just Stefan stuff."

I nod. Then I close her door and walk over to her bed. "Move over." Elena looks at me confused for a second before moving over to the other side of the bed. I sit down on the bed. We use to sleep in each other's rooms all the time when we were little. "So you're dating a vampire, huh?"

Elena's eyes widen in disbelief and her mouth falls open. "What…how do you…what?"

"Stefan is a vampire. I know. I've known for a few days." Her shock is replaced by anger.

"A few days? A few days! Why the hell didn't you tell me?"

I shrug, nonchalantly. "I didn't think you could take it."

Elena's eyes blaze with anger. "So you just decided to let me date a blood drinking demon!"

"Well if it helps he only drinks animal blood. I didn't fully trust him at first but now I do, Elena. He won't hurt us."

"Yeah, like you're such a good judge of character!"

I take a deep breath. She's angry, don't fight back, it will only make things worse.

"Fine, don't take my word for it, but you should at least hear him out."

"Why? What can he possibly tell me that will make this better?" Tears start to fill up in Elena's eyes and bubble over. What is with all the tears and hugging tonight. I sigh and pull her into me. She cries against my shoulder before falling asleep an hour or so later.

…

I woke up the next morning to find myself alone in Elena's bed. I yawn, stretch, and tread tiredly to my room. I look at the alarm clock; 1:19.

I get dressed into a pair of skinny jeans and a purple tank top with a black leather jacket over it, putting my hair into a messy ponytail. I go back into Elena's room to find a note saying she went to 'hear Stefan out'.

Getting in my car I drive to the Salvatore boarding house. Damon doesn't have his ring, which means he'll be stuck inside all day.

I walk through the front door, not bothering with knocking. "Ah, look who we have here." I spin around to see Damon, smirking, standing in front of the door. "What do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

I glare at him. "Don't be charming. I know what you are."

He nods. "Well aren't you a smart one. I suspected you would figure it out once you did your little research and I'm sure the Caroline situation didn't stop you."

"The Caroline situation? Is that what you call using my best friend as a human blood bag?" I growl out.

"I didn't think you two were that close. Considering the whole her telling Stefan and me that you were abused by your boyfriend." I flinch before going back to glaring at him. He smirks. "Besides, I thought Tyler was your best friend… or is it boyfriend?"

I roll my eyes and turn my back to him, walking forward. "Whatever Caroline and Tyler are to me is none of your bus- VICKI!" I see Vicki lying on the ground with her arm slung over her waist. I rush over to her. Bending down, I shake her before checking for a pulse. There is none.

Tears spring to my eyes and this time they cascade down my cheeks. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" Damon rolls his eyes at me.

"Don't be so dramatic. She's not dead. Well not technically. She'll wake up and then all she will have to do is drink some human blood and she'll be just like me." A vampire.

The thought makes my blood curl but a part of me is glad she's not really dead. Is being undead better than being dead dead?

"You bastard." I seethe out between clenched teeth. I stand up and push him in the chest. He doesn't move an inch. I curl my fist and swing at him but he grabs my arm before it connects with his face. "I wouldn't do that again if I were you. I gave you a pass the first time, I might not be so generous again." I glare at him and remove something from the inside of my jacket while he is talking. Damon gasps painfully as I plunge the stake into his heart.

Or at least what I thought was his heart.

He gives me a murderous look before taking the stake out and dropping it to the floor. Damn I missed.

"You shouldn't have done that." Before I know what is going on, I'm slammed into the wall with Damon's hand clenched around my throat.

The tears have dried on my face by now and I glare at him furiously. "Do your worse." I practically choke out.

The veins pop out around his eyes and his teeth elongate. "My pleasure." This is it. This is how I die.

He then sinks his teeth into my neck, draining the life from me.

…

My head was spinning. I could only see blurry images as I awoke. I groaned loudly. What the fuck happened?

The memories assaulted me then. Vicki is dead, Damon killed her. If she doesn't drink blood and turn into a vampire she will die for good. I staked Damon. Damon drank my blood. But did Damon kill me too? Am I going to turn into a vampire?

"Zoey! Zoey, are you okay?" I hear someone's voice in the distance but I can't make out who it is.

My vision starts to clear and I barely make out Elena. "Elena, what are you doing here?"

"Damon came by the house looking for Stefan. He said you might be here. What did he do?"

"I'm fine." Am I?

"Come on." Elena wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me up. I lean against her as we make our way to the car.

…

Elena and I had made it home. My head was starting to clear but I still felt weak. We sat on the bench outside and Elena made me drink lots of water and cleaned the dry blood on my neck and bandaged me up. She wanted to take me to the hospital but I refused.

I knew I wasn't going to turn into a vampire though. I hadn't drunk his blood.

Stefan walked up the porch steps with blood on his shirt. Elena got up quickly. "You're bleeding!"

"No, it's okay, it's okay. I'm okay." He said taking her hands in his. He looks over to me, concern evident in his eyes. "Zoey, what happened?"

I shrug, getting up slowly. "You're brother tried to kill me. How's Vicki?"

"I couldn't stop her. I tried." I can't keep the relief from filling me. I didn't want her to be a vampire, but I'd rather that then her dead. Then losing another person I love.

"What does that mean?" Elena asks.

"She fed. Then I lost her."

"Oh my god." Stefan goes into a ramble about how he will make sure she feeds on animal blood but I don't think even he can get that to happen. Vicki's an addict; she won't be able to feed on animal blood if human blood is so much better.

"What do I tell my brother and Matt?" Elena asks, trying to wrap her head around everything.

"We'll come up with a story."

"You mean we'll come up with a lie." She's going to break up with him.

And she does. I witness Elena dump Stefan, breaking both of their hearts in the process and all I can think about is Tyler.

Stefan and I stand there for a moment. Stefan is looking down to the ground with a lonely and heartbreaking expression before I reach forward and pull him into another hug. Too much tears and hugging. Too much death, too much heartbreak. And It's only the beginning.