Damon Salvatore

The moon was high in the sky, shining like a florescent light. It was my only friend in this prison, and i couldn't sleep. I was in the middle of a sentence as i was talking with the moon when i heard something from down stairs. I caught by breath, finally excitement. I swung my legs across the side of the bad and ever so slowly got up. The bed creaked, I swore silently, and listened. Nothing stirred. I tiptoed passed Amanda's bed. She was fast asleep, a bit too asleep if you ask me. She might have been dead. I knew not to try her though. Last time I did so I was very unpleasantly surprised....

Damon spun round and looked at me with a hint of fear in his eyes.
“Katherine looks like you Elena. All she has to do is knock on your door and ask to come in. Although Jenna will think it’s strange, she’ll do it.” I gasped. He was right. I could imagine Jenna’s confused look as she let the apparent “me” into the house. “But,” Damon reassured, “I don’t know if Katherine knows where you live. But she’s out there right now, probably lurking outside the house. If you go home she’ll follow you and try to learn everything about you.” He stared into the fire. “She’ll...