I guess I should probably tell you who I am, now.. I'm Emma Connors. I'm seventeen, and going into my senior year at Mystic Falls High School. I've been dating Damon for a while, but we were having a party to make it official. Caroline insisted. Our (actually my) bestfriends were Stefan, Elena, Caroline, and usually Bonnie. But she didn't approve of us. Damon was the best thing that has ever happened to me. Even when he was being a prick. Which was often. You'll learn more about our relationship, and how we met and stuff as this goes on. This is our story. And I love this boy.

"Hey there." I told him. His eyes brightened just a little.

"Hello, Emma." He replied. "Are you ready to introduce me to your friends?" I asked, challenging.

"No. I'm worried." He replied, honestly. It took me by surprise. "Worried that I'll embarass you?" I asked, my insecurities rising to the top.

"No, silly. Worried they'll like you TOO much if you know what I mean." He said running a hand through his raven hair. "Oh. Don't worry. I'm yours." I said, sincerilly.

"They'll make stealing you from me a game. I swear it. And you'll fall for it." I recoiled. "I'll fall for it? Becuase I'm an incompetent human? No, let me tell you something. If anyone steals me from you, it'll be because I wanted to be stolen." I said stomping away.

"Emma!" I heard him call after me, but I kept walking. I knew I overreacted. I didn't care though. He was always making comments about how me being a human was trouble. But he refused to change me. It was beyond irritating.

"Are you Emma?" I heard a deep voice ask. I turned around and saw a very handsome man, standing in the middle of the Salvatore's living room. "Yes." I answered, taking a step back towards Damon's room. "Darn. I was hoping you were single." He said winking at me. I smiled, slightly. "You must be one of Damon's friends. I'll go get him." I said, turning around and walking.

This guy made me uncomfortable. "Oh, I'm not a friend, sweetheart." He called after me. I walked a little faster. "Damon?" I called walking into his room. I don't know how he didn't hear that guy.

"Look, I'm sorry, Emma. I know I'm always..." I cut him off. "It's fine. We're fine. There's a creepy guy in the living room. He's making me really uncomfortable. He said he wasn't a friend." I rushed out, quickly. His eyes turned dark. The party isn't for another hour. "Stay in here. Don't leave." He told me, sternly.

I waited until I heard a loud crash. I ran out of the room, and found Damon and the guy fighting. "Hey!" I yelled at the guy as he broke a table I bought for Damon. "Emma, Emma, Emma." The guy said, smiling at me. "I thought you're boyfriend told you to stay in the room. He told you for a good reason." The guy said walking towards me.

"Don't touch her!" Damon yelled struggling to stand up. "You mean like this?" The guy asked smacking me so hard across the face that I spun around and fell down. Damon had him by the throat in a second. "Do. Not. Touch. My. Girl." Damon said kicking him across the living room.

I grabbed my jaw, and slowly crawled into Damon's room. I locked the door and picked up a phone. I dialed Stefan's number. "Damon, Elena and I will be at the party. They're best friends." Stefan said annoyed. "No, it's me, Emma. There's a guy here. He's beating up Damon and he hit me. Please. You have to hurry." I begged. There was no answer, which I took as Stefan being on his way. I hung up the phone and then the door flew off the hinges.

"Leave me alone!" I cried as the man was standing there smiling at me. He had blood on his face though. "It seems that Damon is quite fond of you, love." I winced. "Leave us alone..." I begged. "I would, but..." All of a sudden there was a stake going through his chest and the vampire was dying. Stefan was standing there.

"Stefan!" I cried running over to him. Stefan and Elena were my best friends. It's how I met Damon. Stefan and Elena were an item. He hugged me. "Where's Damon?" I asked frantically. "Unconcious on the couch. He hasn't been drinking human blood, has he?" Stefan asked, staring at me. "No. I told him he could, but he knows it bothers me..." I admitted, feeling awful that I was the reason he was hurt.

"Who was that guy?" I asked. "Damon will tell you. Elena is probably having a heart attack. I'm gonna go over there and pick her up for the party. See you in a little bit. You might want to clean up a little, too..." Stefan said winking at me and kissing my cheek. I waved bye, and he was gone.

I ran into the living room and found Damon slowly waking up. "Emma, are you okay?" He croaked out reaching for me. I helped him to the couch and cuddled up beside him. I didn't realise I was crying until he started wiping my tears away. "I'm alright, Emma." He promised. He kissed my head. I was the only one who ever saw this soft side of Damon. "Are you okay?" He asked, his voice going darker. "I'm fine." I lied. My jaw hurt like hell. Damon moaned as he moved, and I got up and ran to the freezer. I got a blood bag for him. "Are you sure?" He asked as I handed it to him. I nodded and curled up next to him again.

"You know how much I love you?" He asked after he'd finished it. He was tracing the bruise on my jaw. I smiled. "How much?" I asked, wincing as he pushed on it. "Sorry." He mumbled. "Enough to litearally burn in flames rather than harm ever coming to you. I want to kill myself now for allowing him to put his hands on you. It'll never happen again." He promised me. "Damon, it's okay. I'm fine. You're fine. We're fine. We should probably clean up, though." I said looking at the mess.

"I don't want to have this dumb party." He complained. "Don't be a baby." I told him as we both stood up. He fake shoved me. We started cleaning and I looked at him seriously. "By the way.. I love you more." I smiled at him. Then there was a knock on the door. Let the party begin.