"Klaus?"

"Hello, Elena."

The world stopped spinning; at least that's what it seemed like. That or my heart stopped beating. I could barely believe my eyes; Klaus couldn't be standing right in front of me, but there he was.

He didn't look any different then I remembered him to be.He still had the same dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, beautiful face. He was wearing a brown button up shirt and dark jeans, and his hair was tousled. There was one small thing about Klaus that I didn't notice before; he had a British accent. I wonder why Damon doesn't have one?

If I hadn't met Klaus at Damon's house, then I wouldn't have been able to tell that they were brothers. The only physical thing they have in common was their stunning good looks. Even though both of their eye color was blue, Damon's eyes were much brighter and more hypnotizing than Klaus's.

Klaus seemed amused; he had a smug grin on his face. His eyes trail up and down my body, almost as if he were undressing me with his eyes; I couldn't help but to shift in discomfort.

"Why are you here? I thought you left town?" I managed to ask. I felt like I was walking on eggshells. 'If you see him anywhere, you must inform me immediately,' was what Damon had said to me. Damon wouldn't just tell me that to scare me, Klaus must be dangerous. It was only then did I remember that Klaus was a vampire. What if he wanted to hurt me?

"Nah, I like it here too much; I've met some pretty interesting people," Klaus says while winking at me. My heart was beating fast, and I had to keep reminding myself to breathe. I was in the middle of a mall, there were witnesses surrounding all around me. I doubt that Klaus would be so stupid as to create a scene.

"Does Damon know you're here?" I ask while backing up a bit. I didn't like how close we were.

"No, and I would prefer if it stayed that way."

"And what makes you think I won't tell him?" I challenge. I didn't want Klaus to think I was afraid of him. I hold back a gulp as Klaus tilts his head to the side.

"You won't tell him."

"Oh really?"

"No you won't; unless you want me to make a meal out of your little blond friend," He threatens while taking a step closer.

"You wouldn't."

"You say that like you know me."

I cross my arms so he wouldn't be able to see how bad they were shaking. Even though I was surrounded by people, I was deathly afraid; more afraid then I was when I woke up at Damon's boarding house. The grin never left Klaus's face.

"You're afraid," Klaus states as he takes another step closer to me.

"You're wrong," I say, but my voice cracks, giving me away. His eyes seemed to be laughing at me; I didn't like it. Cautiously, I take a step back; last thing I wanted was to trip over my feet.

"So you're afraid of me, but not Damon?" Klaus questions; I don't say anything in return. I couldn't help but to give Klaus a weird look when he starts laughing; what was so funny?

"What's your problem?" I ask annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I just find it funny that you trust Damon," Klaus says, followed by more chuckling. "You do realize that he's a vampire right?" Klaus asks while wiping a few tears from his eyes. Wow, he's easily entertained.

"Yeah, and so are you."

"Have you ever asked him about his diet?" Klaus asks while raising an eyebrow. I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. Now that I was thinking about it, I never really gave it any thought.

"I mean, come on! You really don't expect Damon to be the Eduardo type from … what's that god awful movie you teens watch … twilight, isn't it?" Klaus asks while taking another step closer to me. This time, I don't bother taking a step back.

"Nooo, but-," I start to say, but Klaus has already interrupted me.

"You should read the news, see how many different women have disappeared since Damon flew into town," Klaus says, his face serious now.

"And you're such a saint?" I ask annoyed. I didn't really want to consider what Klaus was saying, but at the same time, he was right. I never gave Damon's diet any thought; could Klaus be telling the truth? Was he really trying to warn me?

"Compared to Damon, yes Elena, I am," Klaus says in a low voice. It was only now, did I realize how close we were. He was only inches from me; I could feel his cool breath on my face; it smelt of peppermint.

My heart was beating fast; it was almost as if everyone around us had just vanished; almost like Klaus and I were the only ones in the mall.

"Just leave me alone," I warn while taking a small step back. His smug grin appeared back onto his face.

"Alright, but consider what I said Elena; Damon isn't anyone you want to be messing around with," Klaus warns. In a blink of an eye, Klaus was gone. Almost as if he had vanished from thin air. I look around to see if anyone was staring at me, but everyone seemed to be caught up in their own business.

I take a second to recap what just happened. Klaus was still in Mystic Falls, but it seemed almost as if he wanted to warn me about Damon. I didn't doubt that Klaus was dangerous, but could Damon be more dangerous than I thought? Were women going missing? Was Damon hurting innocent people? Was he going to hurt me?

Letting out a silent gulp, I rush back to the car. Last thing I needed to be was here. I had to find Caroline. Pulling out my cell phone, I dial Caroline's number. I let out a frustrated sigh when it goes straight to voicemail; instead of leaving a message, I hang up. I would find Caroline sooner than later.

The first house I drive to is Caroline's; looking at the empty driveway, I doubted that she was home. I try ringing the doorbell just in case, but nobody answers.

I pull out my cell to try Caroline's number one more time, but before I can finish dialing, my cell starts ringing. Without looking at the display, I answer it.

"Caroline?" I blurt out.

"No, try again," A sarcastic voice says on the other line. The voice belonged to Stefan. This was the last thing I needed right now.

"What do you want?"

"You told Caroline! What the fuck were you thinking?" Stefan demands, his voice pissed. The tone of his voice actually scared me; it sounded threatening.

"She needed to know how big of a slim bucket you are," I spit between my teeth while climbing into my car.

"What part of don't tell her, don't you fucking understand!" Stefan says, raising his voice.

"Don't speak to me like that, you had it coming," I hiss while hanging up my phone. I suck in a deep breath and let it out slowly. That's when the tears start strolling down my eyes.

Why was all of this happening to me? My parents are dead, there are two dangerous vampires on the loose; both who have taken an interest in me; whether it's romantically or they want to kill me. My best friend's boyfriend, who use to be my friend, tried to rape me and my best friend wasn't speaking to me. Could my life be anymore screwed up?

I sit in my car for what seems to be hours. I wanted to sketch, but there was nothing for me to draw with. I wait a little bit longer, hoping that Caroline would pull into her driveway, but she never does.

Finally, I start to make my way back to my house. The drive seemed to take forever, but I managed to get there. I check my clock to see it was around five thirty. I could see Jeremy out the open window in the living room, watching TV. He was probably watching family guy.

Letting out a small sigh, I dial Caroline's number once more; straight to voicemail. Instead of hanging up, I decide to leave a message.

"Hey Caroline, it's … well you already know who it is," I sigh. A few seconds pass with me struggling what to say.

"I know you must be livid, and honestly, I don't blame you," I say into the phone while running my fingers through my hair; I always do that when I'm nervous.

"But Caroline … you need to know that I would never try to hurt you, and I'm sooo sorry that I didn't-," I start but my phone dies.

BEEP

"Tell you sooner," I mumble under my breath. Letting out a loud sigh, I place my phone into my pocket.

After letting myself into my house, I peek into the living room to see Jeremy watching Supernatural; he was so busted. Instead of saying anything, I make my way into the kitchen. I could smell the wonderful scent of Jenna's cooking.

"Hmmm, what's for dinner?" I ask while entering the kitchen. My eyes grow wide when I realized the person who was stirring the food was not Jenna; it was Damon.

Damon looks up from what he was doing and gives me a smug smile. He was wearing the same clothes that I saw him earlier in.

"Chicken breast; that is your favorite, isn't it?" Damon asks while wiggling his eyebrows.

"What are you doing here?" I ask in a hushed whisper. My eyes grow wide when I see Jenna walk into the kitchen.

"Oh, I meant to call you; Damon's staying for dinner!" Aunt Jenna says while passing Damon some salt.

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