I felt used and torn. Like a part of my heart and soul was ripped away from me. It was his entire fault. It was all Damon Salvatore's fault.
It had been a couple of days since the entire hostage situation. In that time, I began to cope with what happened to me. I knew I seemed dramatic, but I could never forget his eyes, his face and the way he drank from me. It was all unreal, and yet it happened.
Elena told me what she knew. Stefan had shown her his hold home right here in Mystic Falls. He also explained the relationship between him and Damon. And apparently, they both knew Katherine and in 1864. That bit of information changed my entire outlook on Damon.
Vicki was still missing and I prayed she didn't come here. The last thing we need is another vampire in our lives. But I know she'll find a way to come back, she always does. If not for drugs, then for Jeremy.
Elena and I agreed to keep Jer out of this entire situation. The last thing we needed was for him to do something stupid.
I was sitting in my room, my sketch pad on my lap. I didn't know if I was drawing a picture of Elena or myself, but our eyes stared right at me. But these eyes seemed cold and ruthless. Like they would do anything to get what they wanted.
My thoughts were interrupted by a thud next to me. I turned and gasped. Stefan was staring at me with a dead set look in his eyes. I scrambled to my feet and to the other side of the room.
"Liz," he began to say.
"Don't please don't, I've had enough vampire experiences for a lifetime,"
The farther I moved, the closer he came towards me.
"What Damon did to you was unacceptable I know that, but he will do what he pleases and doesn't care who he has to hurt in order to do it."
"Then why don't you make him stop?" I questioned.
He looked down in shame for a moment before meeting my eyes again, "I've tried, but I'm not strong enough,"
"What'd you mean, not strong enough?"
"Because of the way I live. I don't drink human blood," he finished and I stared in shock. I thought all vampires had to drink from humans in order to live.
"Then how are you alive? Or I mean dead? Oh never mind you know what I mean," I sighed and his lips twitched into a smile.
"I drink animal blood, it keeps me alive but doesn't make me nearly as strong as Damon," he explained. Honest, I liked that. Least he does it for the right reasons too.
"Isn't there anyway you can stop him from hurting anymore people?" I asked the one question I dreaded. Though in my mind, I already knew the answer.
"I've tried already and he always finds a way to get out of it."
"Oh yeah, don't I know that bit," I scoffed.
"I didn't mean to get you involved Liz, you have to believe me," he moved closer to me and this time I didn't move away, "This was the last thing I wanted for you and Elena. But now that Damon has fed from you, he will stop at nothing to try and do it again,"
I swallowed the lump in my throat. I couldn't image going through that feeling again. To have and feel the blood drained from my body. The very thought made me shiver and cringe.
"He won't leave me alone then, will he?"
Stefan nodded his head, "Yes,"
I ran my hand through my hair and sat on the edge of my bed. "Then what should I do then?" I looked up at Stefan, hoping to find an answer of some sort.
"I can't keep Damon away from you," he began and I closed my eyes and sighed again, "but, you can. He finished
I snapped my eyes opened and looked at him in shock. Was he serious? What the hell could I possibly do?
"And how do you propose I do that?"
Stefan reached into his pocket and pulled out a vile with a strange looking plant in it. It was a beautiful color, almost crushed velvet.
"This is an herb that's toxic to vampires, as long as you're wearing some of it, Damon can't compel you," he explained and I furrowed my eyebrows. Compel, when did he do that?"
"Wait what? What does he do?" I asked.
"Compulsion, it's a form of mind control; any vampire can do it. The stronger you are, the stronger the control is," he explained as I soaked in the information. Huh, there's a lot about vampires I didn't know about.
"So all I have to do is wear some of this stuff and he can't bother me anymore?"
"Well he can't control you; but he will most likely find another way to bother you,"
I sighed and rolled my eyes, "He probably will too," we both laughed a little.
"What's this stuff called anyway?" I asked while taking the vile from him and examining it more closely.
"It's called vervain," vervain, even the name sounds mystical and beautiful. "Do you have and jewelry that this could go in?"
I nodded and handed the vile back to him as I went to my dresser. I searched through my jewelry box in search of the perfect piece. As I searched, my brain ran at a million miles per hour. I still couldn't believe this was all real. I was terrified and yet curious at the same time. Terrified because of all the possibilities of getting killed or hurt. And yet curious because it's not everyday you find out vampires exist.
I couldn't find anything perfect enough for the vervain to go in. I was about to tell Stefan that when I remembered I was wearing my favorite necklace. It was a simple heart shaped locket with metallic designs around the center. I unclasped it and walked back over to Stefan.
"Will this do?" I asked as I handed it to him. He examined it first and the nodded.
I watched as he poured the vervain into the center of my necklace. He was trying to be careful and not touch it. When he finished, he closed it and handed it back to me.
"This will protect you as long as you wear it at all times," I put it back on and nodded.
"Thank you, for doing this I mean. It means a lot that you want to protect me as much as Elena,"
He nodded and said, "You're just as important as your sister is, and you don't deserve to be treated the way you have been by Damon. I promise I will try to keep him away from you as much as I possibly can,"
When he said this, I could see the determination in his eyes and posture. He would protect me, not just because of my sister but because he cares about me too.
"Thank you, Stefan, really. I won't take it off,"
He nodded and in a blink of an eye he was gone. I sighed and sat on my bed again. I picked up my sketch book and turned to a random page and began drawing again. For some reason, I started to draw Halloween and the scary part was, I was looking at a vampire.
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