Broken [Damon Salvatore]

We Meet Again

"Stefan, Emma is going to die!"

"And we should stay out of it. Emma's going to drag us into it, and get us KILLED. Don't you understand that?!" Stefan really didn't care.

For the person he loves, Ms. Goody-Two- Shoes Elena, we, well I, have gone through hell to save the bitch! And he won't help me?

"Stefan, I've gone through the hobs of hell to save Elena, and yet, you won't help me save the one I love?" I thought more, "Now do you see why I make your eternity miserable? Why I make it so terrible? Because when I need help, you don't help at all. Have fun living your life brooding, losing Elena every chance you get."

I spun on my heel, speeding out of the house. Stefan didn't care. Now's my chance to get back.

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EMMA'S POV

The time was coming. It was only 5 PM, but I was still shaking. Caroline and Mily went to go see Stefan.. Maybe for help. Maybe for protection. I didn't care. I was going to die soon anyway.

"Time to go." I spoke aloud.

Seeming how I had to walk, I quickly put on my black air walks and closed the vacant house's door. The air bit at my bare arms, causing me to chill.

The town was only a twenty minute walk, but I needed time to myself. This whole thing was a twist. I didn't like being wanted. Hurt. Killed.

Now I was inside the small bar. I ended up quitting every one of my jobs, only to live with Damon and Stefan. Worst mistake of my life.

"Hey Emma!" I heard a cheery voice.

"Hi Matty."

He must have noticed my mood.. He just slowly backed off. I took a booth, waiting for my meeting. It really does put a lot of stress on you.. Knowing your last love is going to kill you.

I heard the squeak of the booth's seat. I looked at the now occupied seat.

"Thinking about me my love?" Shane's arrogance was showing.

"Well, here I am. Take me away." I said, trying not to let my voice crack.

He let out a loud chuckle, "You're kidding, right? This wasn't what I wanted. I want to torment you, feed you my blood, kill you painfully, then wait for you to turn, then kill you until I get bored. But, of course, this is when I want it to happen."

He laughed again. Only this time, an evil laugh. The thought of this... Torture....

I shut my eyes, keeping back tears of anger, sadness and fear. This man was twisted.

"No. No, no, no!" I shouted.

His laugh rang through my ears again.

Quickly leaving the booth, I ran to the restroom. I pushed all of the stalls open, making sure no soul was in this room. I looked in the mirror. My body looked terrible.

My eyes were sunken in, my skin pale as snow, my eyes pale. I looked dead enough. Shane was now making me paranoid.

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One day had passed. Every noise I heard, I'd flinch. I always had a stake and vervain darts with me. I didn't want to be this paranoid. Caroline left me alone, only coming in the room with food and water. She really cared, always asking what happened, why I was in this fog. I never answered. I didn't want her in the mix of this terrible life. Yes, she had even turned a few years back... But I felt I had it worse.

My phone buzzed, making me want to crawl out of my skin. The thought of who could be calling scared me.

"Emma?! Oh my god!" A male voice rang through the receiver.

"Damon." I replied simply. He seemed to be the only one to call.

"Where are you? I'm coming to get you."

"I'm not in danger," Well, yes I am, "Live your eternal life. Forget about me. I'm a mortal Guardian. You. Need. To. Forget. About. Me." God? I hated doing this. I still loved Damon... But the last thing I needed was for him to get killed in the crossfire.

"No! I would never! Emma, you're the one I love! I hated what I said, forgive me. I need you to-"

"No Damon," I cut him off, "You can't remember that. Hannah's gone. I'm forgetting about her. Just like you told me to do. Damon, live a life with Elena or Katherine.. Or even anybody else. Damon, you need to forget. I'll be dead before you turn 190 years old! Just forget." Tears rolled down my cheeks again.

"I won't. Emma, I never will! I love YOU. Realize it. You're the one I love." He had sadness drip from every word.

I couldn't hear his voice anymore. I ended the call, crying silently. I didn't want to hurt anyone. I didn't want anybody hurt because of me. He needed to forget.

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DAMON POV

"Liz, I need your help. Track Emma's cell phone. I need to find her." I whispered to the sheriff.

"I know where she is." Liz looked at me.

"Tell me!" I almost shouted. We sat in her small office in the police station.

"In my house. She has no where else to go."

I nodded. I grabbed my keys, leaving Liz in her office.

Caroline's car sat in the front of the house.

Why did she keep this from me? Damn Barbie Vampire.

I sped through the small house, smelling Emma's scent. Only in one room. Caroline's door was wide open.

The room smelt freshly of Emma; her scent wafting through the air. Something was wrong.

I also smelt vervain. I walked to the other side of the bed.

A passed out Caroline lay there. A vervain dart sticking out of her neck.

Someone was gone.

Emma.

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A/N: It's been forever! I'm so sorry! Thank you for staying with it! My reads have gone up sooooo much! Anyway....

Where is Emma? Did Shane take her? Is she scheming again? Is she gone?

DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!

~Mae