His pencil scratched across his notebook paper as he sat in the pale room. His orange jump suit was unzipped and tied around his waist, the white t-shirt he usually wore was pressed against his eyebrow. Blood staining it.

"Ten more minutes Salvatore!" The security guard yelled from the door.

Elena,

You haven't heard or seen me in a real long time and I'm sorry about that. I hope the kids are okay and I hope you are doing to. It's their 3rd birthday today, and im really sorry I couldn't be there. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for anything actually. I miss you, I miss your smell. I miss everything. I'm not even allowed to call you. I wish I could, I wish I could wish them happy birthday in person. Well as much in person as I could. Can you tell them happy birthday for me? And kiss them goodnight?

To tell you the truth I honestly want to know what you are telling them about me. Do you tell them I went to see old friends? Or that im in Vegas spending every cent I've ever earned? I want to know what they think about me and what you are telling them. Tell them what you want, just don't tell them all the truth.

I miss you Lena, so damn much and I wish I could tell you I love you in person. I know I did something stupid, and ruined your life. But when I get out of here, I will fix everything. I promise.

Please, Please don't tell them I have gone crazy, I don't want them to hate me. Tell them I am out on the west coast where it never rains! Tell them im in to something bad for me, cause I sure have lost weight. Tell them im on the road with a rock and roll band, living like a gypsy. Tell them anything you want to, just don't tell them all the truth.

I'm asking you to laugh, and we both know you haven't since I left. I know you have been in a rut, Stefan told me. He can't keep a secret to save his life. Lena, just breath okay?I'll be home in a year.

D. Salvatore

Damon sighed and read over the letter, his thumb making a slight blood stain on the edge causing him to cuss. It was his only piece for the week and he could start over. He would have to send it like this.

"Salvatore! Let's go!" The guard said again and started walking to him. Damon hurriddly stuffed the letter into it's envelope and sealed it. He scribbled her name onto it and placed it into the mailbox next to him.

Hopefully she would get it by the end of the week.