Mine

Chapter 5

I had just gotten home from work. I put on my pajamas and I threw myself onto the bed. I. Was. Exhausted. I fell asleep but I woke up to my phone ringing. I groaned. It was 3 in the morning! Who's calling me at 3 in the morning???? It was a random number so I declined it. I hadn't even turned my phone off when the same number called again. I declined again. I put my phone down and tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. Well now I'm awake! I went downstairs to get a container and a spoon and then I went back upstairs. A few minutes later my phone rang. The same number. Again.

"UGHHHH." I decided to actually answer it this time. "What."

"Well hello to you too." There was that familiar voice again.

I smiled. "Damon?"

"The one and only."

"How did you get my number?" I asked laughing.

"I may or may not have run into your sister today."

I stopped smiling and rolled my eyes. When I didn't say anything he probably got suspicious.

"What? Jealous?" He said jokingly. I could practically hear him smirk. I didn't answer I just layer back down and stuffed my face with ice cream until my head hurt.

"What's wrong with you."

"I'm miserable." My mouth was still full of ice cream.

"Why."

"Because..... I'd rather not talk about it." I honestly didn't know what was wrong. Was it because of my parents?

"Well if you want to know why your sister hates you, you should read her diary."

"How did you know she had a diary?"

"Did I mention I ran into her today?"

"Well I guess it's a good thing I know where it is."

"Well then go get it."

"I can't."

"And why can't you?"

"She's asleep. Duh."

"So?"

"So I don't want to wake her up."

"Aww do you care about your sister!"

"Ha ha ha very funny." I paused for a minute. "I'll be right back!" I dropped my phone on my bed and tip toed to Elena bedroom door. I quietly opened it and went to her drawers. I knew where it was but I had to make sure she didn't move it. When I couldn't find anything I checked behind the giant picture she has in her room. Of course. She still puts it back here. I grabbed it and dashed for the door. When I heard the door creak I thought I was caught. I peeked in and saw Elena was still asleep. I closed the door and turned around to go to my room. When I turned around and saw Damon. He was inches from my face. I was about to scream but before I could Damon put his hand over my mouth. I was breathing heavily. He looked me in the eye.

"You won't scream. You won't move. You will forget everything that happens tonight. This isn't going to hurt." He said. Not breaking contact.

"No!" I pushed him away and ran out of the bathroom. I ran to my closet. Hoping he didn't see me. I put my hand over my mouth so he wouldn't hear me breathing. I started crying. I can't believe I was still stupid. Of course the one time I like a guy he turns out to be a psychopath! Wait. Did I just? Do I like him? I mean I trusted him. He told me all about him. Except this. The sound of the closet opening brought me back. He grabbed me arm and pulled me out of the closet.

I tried to fight him but he was very strong. Stronger than a human. I knew because when I punched him he didn't flinch. He tilted his head to the side.

"That was a mistake." He said. He pinned me to the wall. My head hit the wall hard.

"No! No! No! No! No!" I kept pushing him away but he was too strong. He put his finger over my lips.

"Shhhhh." His hand covered my mouth once again and his mouth went straight to my neck. I whimpered. I could feel him smirk against my skin. But then what happened next scared me to my core.

I felt something sharp against my jugular. My eyes widened. Was he going to bite me? I just kept pushing and hitting him. That didn't stop him. The next thing I knew I felt sever pain in my neck. I screamed my no one heard me because of his hand. I started to claw at his hands. That just made him sink his teeth further into my skin. I don't remember when but I know I passed out.

Damon's  POV

She eventually passed out. I let her go and she fell to the floor. Poor girl. She was so easy to lure in. She was clearly desperate. I bent down and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. I sighed. I pulled her close to my chest. I bit my wrist and put it to her wrist. "Come on. Drink." She started to cough making it clear she was alive. I let her drink a little bit. Not enough to close the wound. I picked her up bridal style and put her in her bed. I was about to leave but the green leather diary caught my attention. I picked it up and flipped through pages until I found it. "Ohhhh this is gonna be good." I put a piece of paper where I was reading as a bookmark. I put the diary on her bedside table and left. She was going to a fun toy.