Okay I kinda like this chapter lol and you'll see why pretty darn soon, so I hope ya like it ;D

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SPOV:

I woke up alone again, this time at 10:13 instead of past noon. I dragged myself out of the bed, grabbed my glasses from Dad's desk and slumped into the bathroom to change, I laughed looking in the mirror. I looked like a monster. My silky burgundy and ebony hair was a mass of knots atop my head, my pale blue eyes behind my glasses were bloodshot and full of the tired emotion I was feeling, and my face looked too pale.

And my lips looked dry and tasteless. I knew why I looked so tired, I barely got some sleep. One, I was too freaked about the crow and everytime I slipped into sleep I saw or heard it, and second Dad was up all night also. He was turning things in his mind but I didn't dare ask him, it was his bussiness not mine.

"Not funny anymore" I glared, I was usually as good looking as Dad kept himself but I was scary looking right now.

I brushed my hair for an hour until it was back to its knotless self, I grabbed the eye drops from the medicine cabinet and douced my drowsy eyes then washed my face a few times. Soon, my flushed cheeks came back and life overroad my features again. I grabbed my chap stick and smeared it on my lips, my lips were now full and pink again. I grinned feeling good again then changed from my black t-shirt and sweats into a burgundy tank top and black baggy jeans and black vans. I left my hair down for once and tied half of it up into a clip then grabbed my camera.

But I froze after I saw it was set on, then I glanced around instictively. I pulled my glasses off and cleaned them to make sure I was seeing the right thing. Yup I was, Dad's diary or journal whatever. He kept it hidden from me alot so this was a shock but I remember when he first gave me my Sapphire diary on my eight birthday, he told me "Memories were too precious to forget, whether they be bad or good" and damn did he have some bad memories.

"Sapphire!" Someone hissed, I almost jumped out of my skin and yanked my hand away from the leather bound cover expecting Dad to be standing in the doorway with a dissaproving scowl but nope I was alone, was it my conscious?

"Sapphire!" The source hissed again "Look out the window"

Expecting to see the crow talking I did as told but instead I found Reyna perched on the same branch as fatty with her slim body straight expect for her folded legs and arms in her lap. I smiled faintly.

"I thought you were a crow" I said "Or my conscious"

She arched a confused brow and I just smiled and shook my head, she shrugged "Invite me in quick this branch is very uncomfortable"

"Um... Come in"

She smiled relieved and jumped into a standing position on the branch and leapt straight into the window, landing in front of me in a ball form. She unfolded herself and stood with her hands on her hips.

"Hmm nice place" she commented gazing around with those piercing lime eyes of hers, I nodded.

"Yeah,"

"So whatcha wanna do today?" she asked sitting on the bed. I noticed what she wore for the first time today. She wore a white v-neck with Bite Me in blood red letters under a pair of fangs, black skinny jeans and black converse with her hair extra choppy and covering her left eye.

"Um" I sat beside her "Wanna go to the forest?"

She shrugged "I guess"

I nodded and she stood, she stood and catapulted herself out the window and landed on the ground as light as a feather then grinned up at me eagerly, did she want me to follow?

"I think I'll take the door" I smiled, slightly afraid I'd break my leg. "Meet you there"

She nodded and I spun around back to the room and took one last longing look at Dad's diary, took a deep breath and opened it to the first page quickly. A family portrait stood out, it was Dad beside a gorgeous man about twenty spomething and another man who I suspected to be their father. I barely heard about him except he was pissed at uncle Damon alot.

I took a quick look at the strong men and sighed, then shut the book reluctantly and ran out the bedroom door then down to the front room and out the front door where Reyna waited patiently.

"I'll race ya to the bridge" she smiled mischieviously.

"Okay" I shrugged unhooking my camera from my neck strap and setting it on the porch. I knew she'd beat me with her Vampire speed but this gave me time to think everything over, I wish I had time to investigate Dad's diary. What did Dad really do that made Damon hate him?

"Go!"

I tore off into the woods surprisingly in front of Reyna and I didn't let my sprint die down a bit till' she was out of sight and I could run with the green blur in peace. So here was the story I knew. Dad and Damon loved Katherine a bazillion years ago, Katherine loved Dad first but uncle Damon won the slut over. Then she got selfish and wanted them both, but they wouldn't have it so she changed Dad and uncle Damon then killed herself. When I told Dad I wouldn't want either one of them I wasn't lying, I would not do all of that to double cross two guys, it was selfish and evil.

Hmm I may have gotten along with this chick after all... My jumbled thoughts came to an abrupt halt when I slammed into someone's chest, the person caught my elbows before I could really fall. But my glasses fell off my face and what I thought was to the ground.

"My glasses!" I exclaimed "I can't see anything without them"

"Calm down" the person replied, voice like silk. It was a man. "I got them"

I let a relieved breath out as he set them in my hand, I put them on and stared shocked. I'd just seen this gorgeous face, right?

"Ow" I rubbed my head, I felt dizzy. The world was spinning.

"What's wrong?" He grinned, completely at ease. Those fathomless black eyes gazed right into my pale blue eyes "You seem a bit faint, why your pale."

I shook my head "Y-your Damon, correct?"

"Correct"

Hehehe this is where the story begins to get interesting, I hope they met good xD My friend read it and she liked it, so I hope ya like itttt Please review and Alert and Favorite ;D

~Narutard4life