"Come in." He said, opening up his front door. I stepped inside and followed him into the kitchen. I only saw one man in the kitchen. I gulped, I recognized him, immediately it was Damon Salvatore. "Elena and Stefan went to go buy some stuff from the store; they left about 30 minutes ago." Damon said with his back turned to us. He hadn't turned around yet. Jeremy's phone vibrated.
"Oh its Elena excuse me." He said walking outside. It was only Damon and I in the room. My palm sweat.
"Well I'm Damon." He said with his back still facing me. He turned around holding a glass of red wine he had been preparing. He stopped and glared at me. I bit my lip. I could tell he was pissed.
"Why are you here?" He growled, making a fist with his spare hand and clenching the glass of wine with his hand. I backed up. I wanted to vanish I didn't know what to say. I tried to open my mouth, but nothing came out. He slowly began to come closer.
"Answer me!" He said louder. I could see him becoming angry.
"I didn't know you would be here." I said finally forming the right words. He had gotten closer. We were standing about a foot apart. He looked me in the eye. His eyes were piercing. I was terrified I did not even know what to say. I heard the door open. Jeremy came back inside.
"Ok I'm back. They are going to be just a little longer tha-" Damon cut him off and whipped his head around to him.
"Go upstairs Jeremy and don't come out until I tell you to." He said compelling him. I watched as Jeremey disappeared up the staircase. I started to back up towards the door.
"I think we have some unfinished business to take care of." Damon said glaring at me. I backed up more. "Damon I didn't mean to-" His powerful fist swung at my face. I fell backward against the wall. I reached up to cover my face, but before I could his foot flew at me kicking me in the chin. My head flew backwards, slamming my head against the wall.
"Damon please!" I yelled, trying to stand up. He grabbed his glass of wine and slammed it into my right arm. I yelped in pain as the jagged shards of glass pierced into my shoulder. Then he kneed me in the stomach. I fell sideways onto the floor. He slammed his foot into my ribs again. Then he stopped. I couldn't feel my face, all I could feel was the warm, dark blood dripping down my body. I looked up at him. He stood there staring at me. He was pissed. He was beyond angry. Then he grabbed me by my sided and stared at me closer. I was shaking from the pain combined with my fear. I looked into his deep blue eyes. He slammed me against the wall again, and again. I couldn't breathe. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. I felt them run down my face and fall onto the ground. He slammed me harder. The back screen door swung open.
"Damon!" Yelled a loud voice sprinting over, and yanking him backwards. He let go and I slammed onto the ground. My head slammed against the stone floor. I laided on the floor half curled up. I saw the dark red blood surrounding me in a puddle. It was everywhere. The screen door slammed shut. The old car zoomed away. I saw the form of a man kneel down next to me. He was fuzzy and I couldn't make out who it was. His cold hand gently brushed the hair out of my face. I couldn't make out his face or who he was. The strangers touch felt comforting to me. It reduced the piercing pain in my shoulder.
"Koti?" He exclaimed in shock.