After explaining to Caroline over a million times that the reason why I left the Grill without telling her was because I felt sick, she finally stopped hammering me about it. Thankfully, I haven't seen Damon after our little 'washroom' incident. I wasn't too sure what I could say to him; after all, it wasn't like he had forced me to kiss him; it just … happened.

Yesterday I had planned to tell Caroline what Stefan tried to do, but I didn't quite succeed. That's why I was going to try again today. Caroline had called to ask if I wanted to go dress shopping with her for the dance coming up. Shopping wasn't something I really felt like doing, but I was going to have to tell Caroline about Stefan sooner than later. I was supposed to meet her at the mall in any moment now, so thankfully the mall wasn't very far away; I managed to get there in time.

"Finally! You're late," Caroline states while I enter the mall. I let out a small scoff.

"Yeah, only by 3 minutes".

"That's 180 seconds," Caroline sighs while placing her hands on her hips.

"Oh my gosh! You actually know how to add," I gasp. Caroline rolls her eyes while giving me a playful shove. I giggle while following her inside a store. I actually don't have a lot of money on me, but I was sure that I had something I could wear at my house. Dress shopping wasn't the real reason why I came here.

I watch as Caroline bounces away to a dress rack, and I make my way across the room to a different dress rack. I knew that I was stalling time, but I still had no idea how I was going to tell her about Stefan. What if she never speaks to me again? I didn't want to lose my best friend because her boyfriend made a mistake, but at the same time, I knew I would have wanted her to tell me if our situations were reversed.

I pick up a white dress with a pink floral print. I hold it out in front of me and examine it; the dress itself was very pretty, but it was also very dull. Plus, I never looked good in floral prints.

"Pink isn't your colour," I hear a familiar seductive voice whisper into my ear. Letting out a loud gasp, I spin around and almost bump into Damon. He was standing very close behind me; I almost knocked us both over.

"What are you doing here?" I ask in a hushed whisper. Even though we were out in an open space, I still felt like we were sneaking around. My heart couldn't help but flutter a bit; I was never going to get use to his stellar good looks.

"I'm here to see you," Damon replies back causally while shrugging his shoulders. I look around to see no one was staring at us; not like we were in eyesight anyways; the huge rack of clothes was covering us.

"Now you see, red is more your colour," Damon says while picking up a short, red dress. The dress is strapless and it has a red bow on the side for the sash. I hate to admit it, but it was actually quite pretty. It was only after looking at the price tag, did I shove it back to Damon.

"It's over five hundred dollars," I sigh.

"What a shame, it would have been gorgeous on you."

"Damon, last night was a-," I start but he cuts me off.

"I'm not here to talk about last night; I came here to give you this," Damon says while pulling a small jewelry box out of his pocket. My first thought was proposal ring; I couldn't help it, I've seen too many romantic movies. It wasn't until after studying it a couple seconds, did I realize that the box was a tad bit bigger than a ring box.

I watch silently as Damon opens the box to reveal a necklace. It was a much older looking necklace; almost like an antique. It had a small red gem at the top, followed by a few designs. I hate to admit it, but it was actually quite pretty.

"I'm not wearing that," I huff while crossing my arms. I didn't understand why he wanted me to wear jewelry that he gave me; it's not like we are a couple or anything.

"Elena, this necklace isn't any ordinary necklace," Damon huffs. "Remember when you first met me, how I could make you do things against you will?"

"Yeah, you called it … compulsion or something like that," I say, now interested in what he had to say.

"Yes; there is an herb called vervain that weakens a vampire. It's poison to a vampire; if a vampire ingests any vervain, then it will weaken them. Vampires can't compel anyone who has vervain in or on them," Damon says; his voice more serious than ever.

"Alright … what does this have to do with the necklace?" I ask.

"This necklace contains Vervain inside it; as long as it's around your neck, no vampires can compel you," Damon says while stepping behind me. My body tenses up as I feel him gently take my hair and push it aside. I try to catch my breath as he places the necklace around my neck. I could feel his breath on the nape of my neck. It sent warm tingles down my body.

"Why are you telling me all of this?" I ask in a whisper while turning around to face him. I look down to see the necklace sat perfectly around my neck; almost as if it were custom made.

Why would Damon tell me all of this? If what he was telling me was the truth, then he was giving away his secret weapon. Why would he tell me what could hurt him? If I wanted to, then I could use it against him; and he knew that.

"Because I trust you," Damon whispers back. A small moment of silence passes by with just Damon and I staring at each other. I couldn't seem to tear my eyes from his. I wasn't too sure what I could say. He trusted me? What have I done to earn his trust?

I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. There really was nothing that I could say.

"Why do you trust me?" I ask in a whisper. I watch as Damon opens him mouth to say something, but he was interrupted.

"Elena!" I hear Caroline's voice call out to me. I look over my shoulder to see Caroline making her way towards me. I turn to look back at Damon, only to realize that he was gone. I couldn't help but to feel a little bit of disappointment.

"What do you think of this dress?" Caroline asks while holding up a dark purple dress. I barely paid attention to what she was saying; my heart was beating too fast. I knew that if I didn't tell her about Stefan now, then I would never gain the courage to.

"It's pretty," I managed to mumble. Caroline's smile was replaced with a concerned look.

"Elena, what's wrong?"

"There's something I have to tell you," I say while leading us over towards where some chairs sat at the corner of the store, "and you're not going to like it."

"You're talking as if you murdered someone … you didn't murder anyone, did you?" Caroline jokes. I couldn't even fake a giggle or a smile.

"Remember that night when Stefan was attacked?" I ask. Caroline nods her head.

"Well, before Stefan was attacked… he tried to push himself onto me," I managed to say. I study Caroline's facial expression, to see it hasn't changed.

"What are you saying?"

"What I'm trying to say is that Stefan was trying to force me into having sex with him," I blurt out. I immediately scold myself for being so blunt; I mean, the least I could have done was sugar coat it for her; but she needed to hear the truth.

"This is some sick joke, right?" Caroline asks after a small period of silence, her voice cracking. I could tell that she was trying not to cry.

"I wish it was," I mumble.

"Were you the one who attacked him?" Caroline asks after a few moments of silence. I just shake my head.

"No, the person who attacked Stefan was pulling him off of me; I didn't see his face though," I lie while looking down at my feet.

"Caroline, I'm so sorry-,"

"I've got to go," Caroline says while standing up. I could tell she was seconds from crying.

"Care-,"

"I'm sorry, I've got to, oh," Caroline gasps as she rushes out the store.

"Caroline!" I call after her. Immediately, I stand up and rush to catch up with her, but boy she was fast. I let out a loud sigh when I bump into someone.

"Watch it," I hiss while looking up. The moment I saw the man's face, I couldn't help but to gasp. I could barely believe what I was seeing. I wasn't too sure if this was real or if I was hallucinating.

"Klaus," I stammer.

"Hello, Elena."

OH MY GOSH, please please please please please don't hate me! I know I'm like super late, but I have excuses!

1: I was sick, like really sick.

2: Once I got better, I had major writers block for this chapt, so I started working on a small one-shot hoping I would figure something out.

3: It was my birthday, so my life was crazy with family visits and ect….

PLEASE DON'T HATE ME! I hope you all are still reading, if you guys could leave a review so I know who's still reading and who isn't, that would be great!

So so so sorry

-magicangel33xoxo