Secrets

Warning: Mentions self-harm rape, and language. If you don't like, don't read.

Author's Note: Elena never saw the picture of Katherine. She never drove off and never crashed into ….whatever she crashed into. This is following the last episode, The Turning Point.

Chapter One: Little Blue Book

Stefan's Pov

I grinned at Elena as she woke up and mumbled,"Hey Stefan," in a sleepy voice.

"Good morning, what would you like to do today?" I asked her since it was a Saturday. She smiled.

"Spend the day with you," she answered and kissed me on the lips softly, still grinning.

I grinned happily, "And what else?" I coaxed her.

She thought for a moment, glancing around the room, when she spotted the trap door on the ceiling.

"What is that?"

I glanced at it. "The attic door, we keep everything up there for storage." I explained thinking of all the paintings, priceless antiques, and memories of Damon's and mine's old life.

Her eyes brightened instantly. "Can we go look around up there?" She asked hopefully with big brown, puppy dog eyes.

I chuckled softly. "Of course." I agreed, I hadn't been up there in a while.

We got up and I pulled the door down and set of stairs came out and we walked up. It was musty and stale up here and dust layered everything thickly like a grey blanket.

Grey light drifted through a dusty window in a far corner. Elena was rummaging through a box of paintings while a small blue book caught my eyes over in the corner resting on a trunk, almost completely concealed by a layer of dust.

I leaned down to the floor and picked it up to see a black book like it next to it. I wiped the dust off and on both books were 'Sara Salvatore' scrawled on the front cover.

I looked inside, holding my breath, and found it was a diary.

"Who's Sara?" Elena asked over my shoulder. I had been so distracted I didn't notice she was there.

"Um, well, my older sister. Sara is Damon's younger twin." I answered awkwardly.

"How many other siblings do you have?" Elena asked, hands on her hips and a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"Just them." I answered quickly hoping she wouldn't get mad,

Elena hesitated to ask her next question. "Is she a…," she trailed off uncertainly.

"No, she's dead," I answered shaking my head lightly.

"I'm so sorry, were you two close?"

"Yeah, we all were. But she was closer to Damon, being his twin and all. That's her over there." I pointed to the painting of her over on the far wall.

Elena gasped. "She's beautiful."

In the painting was a twenty year old girl with long, silky curls of raven black hair, fair skin, and two piercing blue eyes, like Damon's except they were filled with warmth and happiness while Damon's were cold and distant.

"Is that her diary?" Elena asked curiously looking at the small blue book.

I nodded and met her eyes grinning. "Yep, would you like to read it with me? I've never seen it before." I asked.

Her face lit up as she thought of learning more about me and my mysterious past. "Yes!"

We traveled downstairs with the two books and we sat down in the living room, together on the couch.

I was about to start reading when Damon burst in through the front door.

"Morning love birds," he greeted smirking but the smirk dropped as his eyes saw the little blue book in my hands.

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter, please review it gives motivation!