My first thought was Damon! He must have come back to take me again; or maybe even kill me! Perhaps he was more frustrated then he looked, and now he was going to hurt me. Oh God, please no!

I start to thrash, kick, bite and scream; and to my surprise, he actually struggled to contain me! I could hear him grunting as he tried to keep me from escaping. This was not normal? Its only when I bite his finger, did he say anything.

"Hey! Ow; stop it!" He grunts. Wait a second … that was not Damon's voice; it was Stefan's? With one final shove, I managed to untangle myself from him.

"Stefan?" I cry, appalled. I turn around to see Stefan examining his wounded hand. I had managed to draw a bit of blood from his fingers; I could taste the bitter, metallic taste in my mouth.

"What the hell!" I cry while brushing my bangs out of my eyes.

"I'm sorry," Stefan sighs. It takes me a few seconds before my heart beat goes back to normal. I think I was more relieved than anything! I was so sure that Damon had come back to hurt me!

"Why would you do that? You scared the crap out of me!" I gasp while trying to control my breathing. I rest my cool palm against my hot forehead; I always did that when I needed to calm down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," Stefan mumbles while placing his hand down beside his arm. A few moments of awkward silence pass by.

"So what do you want?" I ask, my tone frustrated. Stefan seemed flustered, almost as if he were trying to decide what to do, or say.

"I need to talk to you," he says while taking a step towards me. I had a lump in the middle of my throat. What did he mean 'I need to talk to you'? I couldn't help but to think of what he had said earlier today. Stefan seemed … different. I'm not quite sure how to describe it.

"Soooo, you couldn't just tap my shoulder and talk to me like a normal person? Instead you decide to grab me from behind and drag me around the corner?" I cry, growing angry. I look around to see no one else was outside but us; where was everyone?

"I didn't mean to offend you," Stefan apologizes while looking down at his feet.

"Stefan, let's just go inside alright; Caroline will wonder what happened to us," I sigh while turning around.

"Wait!" Stefan says while grabbing my shoulder, keeping me from moving any further. Biting my lip, I slowly turn around to face him. I wasn't too sure what to do at this point. I just wanted to go home and not think of anything; but of course, Stefan here was making that impossible.

"What Stefan?" I snap.

"I already told you, I need to talk to you," Stefan says while releasing my shoulder. It was only then did I notice how close he was; too close. Crossing my arms, I take a small step to the side.

"What do you want to talk about?" I ask.

"About earlier today," he whispers while taking a step closer to me.

"Stefan, I already told you. The answer is no," I mumble while taking a step back. I let out a gasp when my back hits the cool wall. Why is it that I always find myself in this situation!

"Why?" Stefan asks while taking a step closer, making it impossible for me to move.

"Stefan, you already know why! Now let's go; please!" I say while trying to get past him. But he didn't move, instead, he took another step closer, making it so we were inches apart. My heart was racing with fear. Stefan looked dangerous; almost as dangerous as Damon.

"Stefan, let me go" I warn.

"Or what?" Stefan asks while leaning his head in. In a matter of seconds his lips meet mine. Letting out a cry, I try to shove him off of me, but he was too strong.

"No, stop," I beg. I hit and shove at his chest, but for a human he was pretty damn strong. I let out a gasp as he grabs both of my wrists and pins them to the wall. Small tears of shame stroll down my cheeks as he continued to kiss my frozen lips. Time seemed to go on forever.

"Stefan, stop!" I plead while trying to kick, but my legs were shaking too hard. I was choking on small sobs.

I stop struggling and just lye limp. I wasn't going to give him any satisfaction or 'thrill'. This isn't happening, this isn't happening!

I let out a loud gasp as he releases my wrists and starts feeling his hands up my shirt. Oh God no! I let out a loud sob as one of his hands reach to unclasp my bra.

"Don't, please Stefan! Don't do this," I try to plead once more. Before Stefan could say anything, he goes flying to the ground. I let out a loud gasp as that was the last thing I had expected to happen. And he didn't just fall to the ground; he went flying to the ground! I wouldn't be surprised if he sprained or broke something.

It wasn't until that moment did I realize there was a dark figure standing over him. The figure was blurry because of all my tears, but I could tell it was a man. I watch in horror as the man picks Stefan up by the collar of his shirt. The man only needed to use one hand; almost as if Stefan weighed nothing! It wasn't until that moment did I realize who the man was. I only knew one person who was that strong; and it was Damon.

I watch in shock as Damon throws a punch at Stefan's face, again and again and again. The punches looked strong enough to break a brick wall. I couldn't help but to cringe at the noises coming out of Stefan; it sounded like a seriously wounded animal.

"Damon, stop it! You're going to kill him!" I scream; but it seemed as Damon didn't hear me. He didn't stop; he kept going and going.

"STOP!" I scream while throwing myself at Damon. I didn't think before doing it, I just did. And right after I threw myself at him, I knew that I would be lucky if he didn't kill me.

Damon stumbles as I caught him off guard. Man, running into Damon felt like running into a stone wall; I knew I was going to have some bruises later. Damon drops Stefan to the ground as he struggled to catch his balance. Damon grabs a hold of my arm to keep me from falling to the ground. Once we both managed to gain our balance, Damon turns to face me. Even though I couldn't see his face, I could feel his anger. It was weird, but it was true.

"Why? Why did you stop me," Damon spits out angrily while letting go of my arm. I could hear him struggling to catch his breath. He was scaring me; never, not once have I seen Damon this mad. It made my blood go cold.

"You were going to kill him!" I cry out.

"Bastard deserves it," Damon huffs while fixing his leather jacket. I watch silently as Damon spits beside where Stefan was lying unconsciously.

"No one deserves to die," I whisper quietly under my breath. I wasn't too sure if Damon heard me or not, but it didn't really matter.

A few moments of awkward silence pass by. Well, I guess I wouldn't consider it awkward, just … different. Nothing like I've ever felt before, that's for sure.

"Are you alright?" Damon asks, breaking the silence. I just nod my head.

"I'm fine," I mumble under my breath. Why did he care so much? He seemed very angry, and I couldn't understand why. It wasn't like he really cared if I was hurt or not, right?

"I should rip his heart out," Damon mutters in disgust.

"No you shouldn't," I say while going onto my knees so I could feel Stefan's pulse.

"He's going to be fine," Damon grumbles while letting out a big huff.

"Why are you so upset?" I ask while climbing back onto my feet. Even though I couldn't see Damon's face, I could sense his confused expression.

"What do you mean?" Damon asks while crossing his arms defensively.

"Why are you so upset that he tried to hurt me? I thought you couldn't give a damn if I died or not?" I mumble. I watch as Damon opens his mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

"Elena! There you are! You just disappeared; by any chance have you seen … Oh God, is that Stefan?" Caroline cries out while sprinting my way. I look back to see Damon has disappeared. Right behind Caroline stood Matt.

"Ohhh God, what happened?" Caroline demands checking Stefan's pulse.

"Matt, call 911" Caroline screams frantically. I watch as Matt pulls out his cell and dials 911. What was I going to say? I couldn't tell them the truth!

"I'm not sure; I just found him like this," I lie. I would have to tell Caroline about Stefan later; right now was not a good time. To be honest, I wasn't too worried about Stefan. I trusted Damon when he said he would be fine.

What I was worried about was what Stefan was going to say when he woke up. Was he going to remember everything that happened? If so, then would he say anything? I just had to pray that Stefan wouldn't remember.

And why was it that Damon got so defensive? He never acts like that; usually he acts as if he doesn't care about anything. Is it possible that there was another side of him that I didn't know of? That he wasn't the monster that he pretended to be?

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Well I just wrote that all in one sitting so please ignore any spelling errors. AND IM SOO GLAD THAT MOST OF YOU ARE STILL HERE! Seriously! The only reason why this chapter took a bit longer is because I've actually started making a youtube video for this story (but I'm not finished yet)

I actually spent most of my time trying to find a damn song to use for the video! Do you guys know just how hard it is to find a song that has a dangerous, sexy beat that isn't inappropriate and talking about sex or their humps? Lol

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