Disclaimer: The Vampire Diaries belong to L.J. Smith, the producers of the show and all the other people involved in the CW. I'm just borrowing these characters from the show for fun purposes, even though I wished I owned Damon Salvatore ;)

CHAPTER TEN

With her arms wrapped around herself, Elena silently waited for Damon's blue camaro to appear and take her away from this place.

This house held so many haunting memories, so much pain that she wanted to be far away from it as soon as possible.

Now that she was finally free, or as close to free as she could get. Elena was beginning to worry about the things that could possibly go wrong. To her it just seemed too easy.

And when something so powerful can be finished so quickly, it felt too good to be real.

Once upon a time she had some kind of genuine feelings for the man. Some people might call her crazy for feeling anything more than total repulsion towards Klaus. She didn't really care though, she was young in need of someone to take care of her and had been fooled too many times by him.

He had made her feel like she was the only girl in the world in the beginning of their arrangement. Fooling her into thinking that their marriage could work. She was glad that she was getting this chance to move on, to get rid of all things Klaus and have a chance to move on with her life.

Her daughter would be safe, as well as she and everyone else she cared for. That's what she kept repeating in her head, she told herself over and over again that everyone she loved would be safe and sound. No harm would come to them by Klaus's hand.

Except for the little voice in the back of her mind, screaming at her. He'll find you Elena and when he does you better run for your life.

She shook her head at that thought, inwardly laughing at herself for thinking that way. She had Damon to protect her and with him by her side she could get through this.

No correction she would get through this.

It was ludicrous of her to actually believe the first time he had hit her would've been the last. He had promised her over and over again that he would put a stop to it.

But he never did.

Over the years it just got worst, it would be just a few slaps here and there when he was angry. Then it grew to him forcing himself on her. After that long night of torture, everything went down hill from there.

He started using her body as a punching bag when he wanted to get out his frustrations and at night he would use her most private part as his toy till he got bored and tired of hearing her muffled screaming.

The first two years with Klaus was like a fairytale really. She had Allison and her life was actually, for a while, something you would consider perfect. He had treated her with respect, planned these ridiculous trips around the world just to have some alone time.

Even though their relationship was arranged, at least Klaus had tried to make her as comfortable with him as he could. And sadly he had succeeded. Once she finally found a comfort zone, thinking she could move on from Damon since she had heard no news of him. He never responded back to any of her letters and after seven months of writing she gave up on him a little.

At that time she was naive, didn't know right from wrong. Now she knew better.

One time when Klaus had went away for the whole weekend and knowing him he was probably with one of his mistresses. Elena walked around their mansion finding nothing to do that day.

Everything bored her and she needed something to keep her busy before she lost her mind.

She walked and walked till she reached the forbidden part of the house. He had told her to never come near this area and she had listened to his commands. She did exactly as he said like the good little puppet she was.

Sometimes she wondered if the man compelled her to do some of the things she did for him. Except that was all just crazy talk, she knew that she feared him so much, so much that she would do anything to keep him sastified.

Anything to keep him from hurting her again.

Going agaisnt her better judgement she walked through the walls of the west wing of the house. She was taking a big risk by doing this, she felt a certain pull towards that section. She didn't know why because if Klaus were to find out she was here, she would surely get an awful beating and a night full of ruthless sex. And she definitely didn't want that.

Taking in a deep breath, Elena looked from side to side making sure the servants weren't around.

Unluckily for her, Klaus wanted the house full of them. Cleaning up after everything she did, follow her around and dress her up as if she were a queen. She had multiple fights with him until he agreed to have them at the house every weekend to clean up the house, even though she thought that she was doing a pretty good job at it on her own.

When she found only one door through the hall, she raised a brow at it. Why on earth was there one room in the whole entire wing? Shouldn't there be more than two rooms down this hall?

She shook that thought out of her head and kept on walking, she stopped in front of the door then turned the knob hoping that she wouldn't need a key to get in.

Luckily it was already unlocked, she guessed that Klaus had some kind of trust in her. Well that trust was down the drain since she was going against his number one rule.

Not that it mattered to her, she didn't trust him with her life nor with her daughter. So she opened the door and walked inside without a second thought.

Her eyes widened at the sight in front of her, there were multiple pictures of her from 6 years ago until now. And some others seemed like the time she was in her teenage years, way before she had even met Klaus. They were splattered all over the walls of the humongous room.

Her heartbeat quickened as she stepped inside the room, there were writings on the wall as well. It seemed as if they were journal entries.

Her body was shivering and it was not because of the fall weather. She wrapped her arms around her body securely and took a step closer to the wall then began reading an entry.

June 26, 2004

I see her walking with that friend of hers. He's always around her, never giving a chance for anyone else to talk to her. God, couldn't she see that I love her? After seven years of having the same classes, starting from homeroom to our last class. I've been following her for a while, it seemed stalkish but I had no other choice. I didn't have the guts to go up to her, especially with him by her side all the dam time! Elijah has been begging me to try and act normal... what was the definition of normal? Was it when you acted all polite? smiling at the people you hated? If it is then I'd rather be abnormal. I like the way my life is, it might not be the best when I step into my home but when I get the chance to see her face. Go to her house and watch her sleep except when her precious little friend wasn't hanging out with her. I felt complete... From this far range she looked beautiful, her long chestnut hair flowing down her back, a pleasant smile spread across her lips, a deep blush creeping on either sides of her face. I could just imagine having her hair in my fingers, while she was completely bare under my naked form. I would pleasure her body like the goddess that she is, get to her highest peak so I could-

She quickly took her eyes away from that page not wanting read any further. She felt completely cold, there was no way she shared high school with him, she would've remembered him.

Her quivering hand combed through her chestnut locks as she stared at the many pictures of herself, all from different angles with different dates. He even had drawings of her, mostly when she was asleep.

If she wasn't so repulsed by this all of this, she would've found that picture quite beautiful.

What did her mother got her into?

It looked like Klaus had some kind of obsession with her, it was beyond creepy. It was way over the top. She looked around trying no to empty her breakfast all over the wooden floor. A small brown box caught her attention and she quickly walked to it.

Elena knew she should be running the hell away from this place taking her daughter along with her.

But, this particular antique box caught her attention and now she wanted to find out what was inside of it. She walked to it then slowly opened the lid. She found multiple letters stacked together. They seemed to have been opened then sealed together once again.

She picked it up, feeling her hands vibrate under the first stack. These letters were from Damon Salvatore.

Her Damon.

She smiled at the lettering he used to write her name. Her fingers slowly felt the texture of the envelop as her skin felt the bumps that came from the words written on the surface of the envelop.

Before she could open it up to see what he had written to her, she heard the downstairs door close. So she quickly placed the letters back in the box then walked out of the room carefully closing the door behind her before walking out of the west wing and down the stairs.

She put on a brave face and had a bright smile on her face. She had to put that past her, it was not like if she told anyone that they would believe her. They would just call her crazy and lock her up in an institution.

Elena snapped out of her daydream and let out a yelp when she felt a hand on her arm.

"Hey, you okay Lena?" Damon questioned, concern written all over his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine." she smiled looking down at the floor to grab her bags but noticed they weren't there. Damon probably had put it in the trunk of his car already. Was she that spaced out that she hadn't noticed?

"You sure?"

She catched the suspicion in his voice which got her to quickly nod her head. "Yes. I'm sure." she said with a fake smile.

He saw right through it and he also saw that she didn't want to talk about it.

"Let's go." he said grabbing her hand and lacing their hands together.

Once inside the car they drove in silence, since Elena wasn't really in the mood to talk. And she loved the fact that he could tell that she wasn't in a talkative mood without her needing to say anything.

As he drove them out of Mystic Falls her hand found his and she intertwined them together. He looked her way for a quick second when they were in a red light and he gave her a smile. Damon gave her hand a gentle squeeze as his way of telling her that he would be here when she wanted to talk.

After a couple hours of driving, he stopped somewhere located in Georgia.

"Why are we stopping here?" she asked completely confused.

"We need to switch cars so he doesn't know where were going and I'm gonna need your phone."

"What for?"

"To destroy it." he said simply as if he was talking about the weather.

"What? Why?" she felt like she was asking too many questions. Which is why she had a slight blush on either sides of her cheeks.

"There's a big possibility that he can track you through your phone."

At those words she immediately gave the phone to Damon once they were out the car. He took her phone threw it the floor, he stepped on it a few times and her iPhone was now completely broken.

He moved around the car and took out their belongings. He walked to this other car that had a guy standing against it. The closer he looked the more she saw who it was.

"Jake!" she exclaimed with a bright smile on her lips. It had been a long time since she last seen him. He looked up at the sound of his name and smiled when he saw Elena.

She ran to him and literally jumped on him. He chuckled at her excitement as he wrapped his arms around her slim waist.

"I missed you." she murmured with her eyes closed.

"I missed you too." he said as he kissed the top of her head.

"How's Faye doing?"

"She's good, Dhelila was born a month ago so we're getting the hang of everything."

She smiled at his words and held light conversation with him whilst Damon finished packing all their stuff.

She sat in the backseat with Damon by her side. As they drove she had her head on his shoulder and their hands were once again intertwined.

"I promise you, He won't ever get another chance to hurt you." he said quietly so Jake couldn't hear their conversation.

She turned body to face him then smiled at him gratefully. Her hands cupped his cheeks whilst she softly planted her lips on his.

Maybe everything would be okay. She felt safe whenever he was around and he had successfully taken her away from Klaus.

So maybe, just maybe, she would get a chance to start over. Get the perfect ending she was suppose to have.

AN: As I've promised I finally was able to update this story. For a while I had a major writer's block, but now I have an idea where this story will end and how it will end. Thank you so much for the reviews on the last chapter, ten reviews? That's a personal best. I'm done babbling and I hope you enjoy this chapter as much I enjoyed writing it :) btw for those of you who read this chapter, it was unedited because I was so excited to start writing this story again! I fixed all the problems so I hope I get some reviews from you guys :)

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PS: Check out Loving you just might kill me, it's my first dark themed story so I would love to hear what you guys think about it.