It takes me around two hours before I finally found my house. I ended up hitch hiking my way back home. Apparently the building Damon lives in is called the Salvatore boarding house. He didn't live that far from Mystic Falls, but I had managed to get myself lost. I got lucky when a man drove past me and offered me a lift back to my house. I got my information about the boarding house from him.

Everything that had happened earlier felt like a dream. It was just so surreal! I mean, there's no such thing as a vampire, or so I thought. But if there were such things as vampires, how could no one know of them? I mean with everything that I had just witness; you would think that someone would catch on to those kinds of things? And why didn't he kill me? Didn't vampires drink blood?

Just the thought of that made me shiver. It was a blessing that I was still alive. Could he be the reason why people once and awhile just disappear around here? If he was a vampire, then he would have to feed; and I doubt that he would be the vegetarian Edward type. And what does it mean that he's a vampire?

I knew that he was unbelievable strong; I may not be the best when it comes to strength, but he didn't even flinch with all my punches and kicks. I also knew that he could move with incredible speed. He also had the weird eye thing that he calls compulsion. All I knew about his 'compulsion' was that it could make me do things against my will.

I didn't tell the man who I hitched a ride with about Damon. He would just think that I was nuts. Hell, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have believed that I was nuts. Why couldn't this just be some bad nightmare? I mean vampires for God sake!

By the time I get to my house it was almost ten pm. Who knows how long I was gone for? I didn't bother to ask the man what day it was, it never even occurred to me until now.

When I open the door, I could hear the TV blaring from the living room. Silently, I make my way in the living room. Jeremy was sprawled on the couch watching … supernatural? Just for that small moment, I forgot about Damon and everything else that had happened earlier.

"Are you watching … supernatural?" I ask. Jeremy looks upwards, alarmed.

"Oh, no, of course not," Jeremy mumble while quickly changing the channel to family guy.

"Right," I mumble silently under my breath.

"Who's Damon?" Jeremy asks changing the subject. I could have sworn my heart stopped beating. How did Jeremy know? And why did he look so calm? Jeremy looked so casual. I, on the other hand had a knot curled in the middle of my stomach. I felt sick.

"How do you know?" I managed to form the words. Jeremy just shrugs.

"A man named Damon called Jenna in the morning. He said that he was a good friend of yours; he just wanted to let her know that you were going to spend a few hours at his house to study for exams. But guessing from that look on your face, you two studied more than just your textbooks," Jeremy says while giving me a dirty look. What did he mean that Damon and I were studying for exams? Did Damon call them to cover for me? Or, cover for himself in this case; after all, he did kidnap me.

"Uh … no, we just .. um .. study for exams," I say. I wouldn't dare tell Jeremy what really happened. Not after Damon's threat. I wouldn't risk putting Jeremy's life in danger.

"Is Elena home?" I hear Aunt Jenna's voice call from upstairs.

"Yup, she's home. And apparently she had a wonderful time studying for her 'exams'," Jeremy calls up to her, giving me a smirk. He made sure to emphasis the word 'exam'.

"I never said that!" I whisper to my brother. He just shrugs his shoulders before turning back to the TV. I let out a loud sigh. If only he knew what I really went through.

I wasn't too sure what I was supposed to do now. Damon said that I would see him again, and somehow he's convinced that I will want to leave with him willingly. And what does he mean when he said that he loved me? Besides today, I've never even met him. And now he wants me to live the rest of my life with him? It didn't make any sense.

I needed to calm myself down. If I didn't, then I would lose it for sure. Usually the only way to calm myself down was to draw. I mean what else was I supposed to do? Curl myself up into a ball and wait for him to come? Before I could start thinking of anything, I needed to calm down.

I slowly make my way up the stairs. Before I could open my bedroom door, I hear Aunt Jenna's bedroom door creak open.

"Elena, can I please have a word with you," Aunt Jenna asks while summoning me into her bedroom. Biting my tongue, I make my way into her room.

"What's up?" I ask. Jenna just crosses her arms, which could possibly mean anything.

"Why did you never tell me about this Damon guy?" Jenna asks while taking a seat on her bed. Probably because I never met him before today!

"Well, I didn't think there was any reason to mention him," I mumble while shrugging my shoulders. Oh how much I wanted to tell her the truth! I wanted to tell someone about what happened, anyone. It would make me feel a whole lot better; but I couldn't. I couldn't risk anyone's life!

"Is he your boyfriend?" Jenna asks. That question threw me off for a second.

"Uhhh, no,' I answer. Jenna just raises her eyebrows.

"Are you using protection?" Jenna asks while raising her eyebrows up further. I couldn't help but to gap. After everything that had happened to me, this question was just appalling! But then again, she had no idea what I went through.

"Oh God Aunt Jenna; noo of course not!" I say. I watch as her face goes into complete shock; almost as if I told her that I was gay. It takes me a second to realize how my sentence came out.

"Elena-" Aunt Jenna starts but I quickly interrupt her.

"No, what I mean is that we are not having sex! Alright, I think we've talked enough," I say while storming out of her room. I wonder what Damon had really told Jenna over the phone?

"Just remember to use protection next time you see him!" Aunt Jenna calls after me. Holding back a scream, I slam my bedroom door behind me. I really need some time to just think things over.

"No worries Elena, you don't have to worry about protection. Not with me anyways," A male voice says. My heart stopped beating and my breath was caught in my throat. Slowly I look up to see Damon sitting on my bed. He was holding something in his hands. A sketch book; my sketch book. I wanted to march up to him and yank my sketch book out of his hands. Yet, at the same time I was too scared to.

"What are you doing here?" I managed to ask. My voice was quiet and shaky. I was surprised to realize that he could hear me.

"I told you that you would be seeing me again, did I not?" Damon asks while flipping the pages to my sketch book. A few seconds of silence pass by.

"These are very good Elena; you've managed to get almost every single detail right," Damon says while giving me a smirk. It wasn't until that very moment did I realize that he was holding the sketch book the contained almost all my drawings of him. Biting my lip, I walk cautiously over to him and grab my sketch book out of his hands. Damon just looks up and gives me a pretend hurt look.

"I wasn't finished looking through that," Damon sighs.

"Get out," I demand harshly while pointing towards that door. I watch as Damon tilts his head to the side. I hold my breath as he slowly stands up, making it so he was only a few inches away from me. I was clutching the sketch book tightly against me.

I could feel his breath on my face. He still smelt strong of alcohol. My legs were shaking so bad, I thought that they might give away. But to my surprise, I stayed grounded.

"Perhaps I don't want to leave," Damon says dangerously while taking a small step towards me. I start to back myself up. Every time I took a step back, he took a step forwards. It continued for a few seconds before I was backed up against a wall. It didn't take long before he had me trapped.

"Perhaps I want to stay here, with you," Damon mumbles while pressing his body up against mine. I was finding it hard to catch my breath. The only space between Damon and I was where our heads were. And even then, there wasn't that much space.

"Please stop," I plead while biting my head. I watch as Damon tilts his head to the side.

"You don't want me to stop, Elena. I can hear your little heart pumping with excitement," Damon mumbles seductively. In some weird, twisted way he was right. Yes I was scared; hell I was terrified! But at the same time I felt excited and a little turned on. It was sick, but it was true. Though I would never admit it to him! He was a monster! A monster that kidnapped me and threatened to hurt people that I care about!

"You're wrong," I whisper. Building up enough courage, I managed to free my arms and shove him off of me. I could tell that my shove didn't affect him, but he moved anyways. Damon looked frustrated, but not upset or angry.

"Alright then, I'll leave for now. But I will see you some time tomorrow," Damon mumbles under his breath before disappearing. Literally, he just disappeared! Damn, he moved faster than I thought! It takes me a few seconds to rethink what just happened.

Oh boy, if only I knew how much crazier the days were going to get!

Whew, just wrote that all in one sitting. If any of you read any of my tweets on twitter ( hymeyers) then you would know that I've been sick with a bad head cold for a few days. That and exams. I've already written two of them, just one more to go!

Anyways thank you sooo much for all your kind, thoughtful reviews! You guys are such a true inspiration!