Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like hours and hours felt like days. All night, I tossed and turned, but sleep did not come; nor did I expect it to. I couldn't sleep; not when I knew that he was out there somewhere. Plus, I didn't want to dream about him; I hate the idea of him being able to control my dreams. Just the thought of it sent shivers down my spine.

I look over to my alarm to see it was five minutes to seven am; five minutes before my alarm would go off. Letting out a sigh, I unplug my alarm and trudge my way to the kitchen. I would have gone to the shower, but I didn't feel comfortable with that; not when I knew that he could be watching me. Hell, he could be watching me this moment! Perhaps he was like Edward, and can read minds! If so, then he would probably be smirking about my really bad comparison.

I let out a big sigh as I turn on the coffee maker. I make my way over to the TV in the living room and turn it on. I could hear the faint sound of Aunt Jenna's alarm go off. Jeremy's alarm would be going off in about twenty minutes from now.

After flipping through a few of the channels, I shut the TV off. Why was it that there was nothing good on TV in the morning?

"You're up early," I hear a voice say from behind me. I turn around to see Aunt Jenna in her black house coat. I shrug my shoulders.

"I couldn't sleep," I mumble while standing up and letting out a yawn. Aunt Jenna gives me a weird look.

"Are you alright? You seem … different," Aunt Jenna says worriedly.

I had to bite my tongue from saying anything. I so badly wanted to tell her the truth about Damon, I needed to tell someone; anyone! But I knew that if I told anyone about Damon, then it wouldn't just be my life at stake. I couldn't risk Aunt Jenna's life! She and Jeremy were the only family I had left.

Aunt Jenna adopted me and Jeremy after our parents died in a car crash. I was also in the car. The car went off Wickery Bridge and into the lake; I was in the backseat. The doctors said it was a miracle that I survived; sadly, my parents didn't make it.

"Don't worry Jenna, I'm fine. I've just been tired lately," I sigh. Aunt Jenna just nods her head.

"Alright then," she sighs while making her way into the kitchen. Letting out another yawn, I trudge my way into my room. I wanted to flop onto the bed and go to sleep. But I knew that doing that would be a bad idea; especially if what Damon said about controlling my dreams was true.

I slip on a pair of skinny jeans and a white t-shirt. I was not going to dress myself up for that monster! I knew I was going to see him one way or another today; he said so last night.

After brushing out my hair and brushing my teeth, I make my way downstairs. I let out a small grin when I see my coffee sitting on the kitchen counter. Aunt Jenna must have made it for me. I just had to hope that the coffee would keep me up today.

By the time I get to the school, I'm already exhausted. The coffee did absolutely nothing! I could tell that today was going to be a long day.

"Elena! There you are!" I hear a familiar voice call out. I turn around to see Caroline rushing over towards me. It was only then, did I remember that I was supposed to pick her up from the party; except Damon decided that, that was the best night to chloroform and kidnap me!

"Where were you?" Caroline demands when she reaches me. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. Think Elena, think!

"I was caught sneaking out of my house; Aunt Jenna wouldn't let me out," I sigh. It was the best lie I could think of. Caroline gives me an unsure look.

"Then why didn't you call to tell me that?" Caroline asks while placing her hands on her hips.

"I did, you probably just forgot. You sounded pretty wasted," I say while fidgeting with my fingers. Oh Lord, please let her believe me!

"Hmm, I guess I was pretty wasted; oh well, it doesn't matter because I got a ride with Bonnie," Caroline sighs while shrugging her shoulders. I hold back a relieved sigh.

"So what's been up with you?" Caroline asks while following me to my locker. I have to bite my tongue from saying anything. Even if I did tell her the truth, she wouldn't believe me! Nobody would!

"Nothing really, I just stayed home." I lie while placing my bag into my locker. Caroline gives me a dirty look.

"You little liar! Jeremy told me about your 'friend' Damon!" Caroline exclaims. I let out a loud sigh. Why was it that Damon didn't want me to tell anyone about him, yet he somehow made sure everyone knows his name?

"Can we please not talk about this; I've got a headache," I sigh while picking up my pace. I thought that Caroline wouldn't follow, but she could walk faster than I thought.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Caroline asks once she's caught up with me. I have to bite my tongue to keep from letting out a frustrated scream.

"No, he is not!" I grumble while turning the corner. I was almost at my classroom.

"That's not what Jeremy said," Caroline mumbles. I could see that she was having a hard time keeping up with my pace.

"Well Jeremy doesn't know shit!" I huff while entering my art classroom. Caroline doesn't come in after me; she knew that she had to get to her class.

"Fine then! You can tell me about him after school," Caroline sighs while walking away. I let out a loud sigh as I slump into my seat. All I wanted to do was sleep!

"What was all that about?" Rose asks while taking a seat beside me. Rose was my art partner; we weren't what I would call friends, but we were always friendly.

"Nothing important," I sigh while resting my head on the table. It was a risky move, as I could fall asleep very easily, but I was so tired! I just needed to rest my head for a moment.

The one moment turned into two moments, and those two moments turned into many moments. It wasn't long before I was fast asleep. I didn't mean for it to happen, it just did.

I glance around; trying to figure out where I was. I knew I was inside a house. It would explain the huge bed to the side. Beside the bed was a large mirror and enormous windows. It all seemed very familiar; too familiar. But I couldn't figure out why I remember this room. Why do I remember this room?

"Probably because you've been here before," I hear a man's voice say. I turn around to see a man leaning against a doorframe with his arms cross. I immediately recognized the man; it was Damon. His black hair was combed back and he was wearing a black, button up shirt and dark blue jeans. I had to admit that he looked pretty handsome.

It wasn't until this very minute did I remember this room; it was Damon's room. Yet, I still couldn't remember why I knew it was Damon's room. Hell I can't even remember why I know his name is Damon! All I knew was that Damon was bad; he was dangerous.

"How did I get here?" I ask panicked. I look around to see if there was a way out, but Damon was blocking the only entrance; unless I ran to the washroom, but that didn't lead anywhere.

I bite my tongue as Damon takes a step into the room. I couldn't remember why I was so afraid of him; all I knew was that he was bad news!

"What do you want?" I ask while raising my chin up a bit. I didn't want to look afraid. I watch silently as he makes his way over towards me. I fumble inside my head, trying to decide whether I should back up or stay put. Before I could make my mind up, he's in front of me. His body wasn't far from mine, his face only inches away from mine. I'm surprised that I didn't fall backwards; I usually would by this point.

"You're so beautiful; you know that right?" Damon asks in a whisper while gently placing his fingers under my chin, raising it up gingerly so I was looking at him. His beautiful, ice blue eyes stared into mine. I was struggling to catch my breath. How could something so dangerous look like him? The way he was holding my chin, it was difficult to believe that he was capable of murder.

He leans in slowly, oh so slowly! I knew that he was about to kiss me, and a part of me wanted him too. I shut my eyes, and wait for his lips to meet mine.

"Elena!"

"Elena, wake up"!

I let out a loud gasp when my eyes fly open. It takes me a second for my eyes to adjust to the lighting of the room. I look to my side to see Rose. It wasn't until that very moment did I realize that I was in my classroom. It looked as if everyone were getting ready to go to their next class.

I fell asleep? And I dreamt of him again; yet I couldn't remember what happened? Damn!

"What happened?" I ask while grabbing my binder. Rose just snorts.

"You fell asleep," she sighs while helping me pack my stuff.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I ask.

"Because you looked like you needed that sleep," Rose sighs. I bite my tongue as I make my way to my next classroom.

I knew that this was only the beginning of Damon's teasing. Unless I could figure out a way to kill him, he won't stop until he gets what he wants; which was me.

If I don't come up with a plan, then this would go on forever; unless of course I gave in. But I couldn't give in, he was a monster! But a small part of me wondered if he really was a monster? I mean, I know that he's a vampire, but what does the word 'Vampire' really mean?

:P

I know that this chapter is late, and I'm soooooooo sorry; I've been having a crappy week and I had horrible writers block so I'm sorry. I hope the chapter was alright (though it probably sucks)

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