I guess I was throwing stuff around the living room as I unpacked my single dufflebag. I saw all of the clothes
strewn about the room, and sighed as I sat on the floor.
"Knock knock." Damon said as he walked in and sat next to me. I moved away. He sniffed his armpits and crinkled his nose.
"Do I smell or something? I can't be that bad to sit by." He flashed me a smile. I hated how
handsome he was, I really did. Especially now.
"No you don't smell.." I trailed off. He scooted closer to me and threw his arm around me.
"Well what's wrong, my dark cougar Elena?" He tilted my chin up. I smiled but looked away.
"My sister is just a really touchy subject." I said. I told him about her turning me into a vampire.
When I was done he looked at me stunned.
"That's funny, because that's pretty close to what my brother did to me in the 70's." He mumbled.
"Really? I'm so sorry." I put my arm around him and hugged him. He got really stiff but let me hug him anyway.
"Yeah, needless to say, me and my brother haven't spoke since." He glared off into the distance. I
wonder what happened between the two of them. Probably something as annoying as what happened
with me and Jasmine.
"If we ever see them again, maybe we should set them up. They sound like they'd be a good match." I tried
to lighten the mood. He smiled, but in a pained way.
"Yeah, they sound like they'd be perfect for each other." He looked down at his hands. Then he jumped up and pulled
me up with him. "Elena, it's your birthday. You're 200. Why not go celebrate?" He threw my leather jacket at me.
"Damon, I'm sort of new here again. I don't have friends or anything." I hesitated. I knew exactly what kind
of celebrating he had in mind by the devilish look in his eyes, but I just turned everything back on. It will be
so easy to fall back into vampire mode if I feed a lot.
"Elena, live a little." He rolled his eyes and shut off all the lights. "Let's go." He commanded.
-

"Damon, what are we doing here?" I sighed at the innocent teenagers in the forest. Partying and drinking,
which means they would be much easier to compel, and much easier to make their death look like an accident.
I couldn't do this. I wanted to be normal, and almost human again. What if someone from Mystic Falls was here?

"Elena, we're 100 miles outside of Mystic Falls. You won't ruin your reputation, just yet. Live a little."
It's as if he was reading my mind. He waltzed over to a petite blonde and compelled her. Leave it to him to go for the blonde. I felt a stab of jealousy pinch at me. He made his way around the party and compelled everyone, and then returned to me.

"They're all set. Just let loose. I'd love to see you out of control." He wiggled his eyebrows. Little did he know, how easy it is for me to turn everything off.

I woke up, and my chest was sore. I tried to sit up but realized there was a stake inside of me. I was suppossed
to be dead! I screamed and a hand came over my mouth. Someone ripped the stake out of my chest.

"Elena, calm down. You're in transition." Jasmine brushed a hair out of my face. She looked at me with worried
eyes but her face showed no emotion.

I grabbed her head and snapped it to the left. I ran at full speed to my house. I was so hungry, and so very angry. I don't know what I was hungry for, but whatever it was I needed it now. I didn't want to feel anything so I stopped. It's like I just turned a switch off in my head. Wow, i really did not feel anything. What a weird feeling. I knocked on the front door of our house, and waited for someone to answer. I don't know why I ran here because I'm supposed to be dead, but there's no where else to go.

My father was the one that answered and when he saw me, he stopped dead in his tracks. His face grew very pale and his eyes were wide as saucers. There was a huge stain of blood all over my dark blue dress from where he had staked me. I stood there with no expression on my face. I really couldn't afford to feel anything for this man after what he did to me. He kept staring at me and then shut the door softly. I knew what he was going to do, so I climbed up the trees as fast as I could. It was so weird that I was up in the trees within seconds. All I wanted to do was go inside and eat, but I'd wait for him to come out. Sure enough, he ran outside with a wooden stake in his hand. How many of those did he have?

"Elena, you son of a bitch, come here and die like you need to!"

With supernatural speed, I jumped out of the tree, grabbed the stake out of his hands and threw it into the ground a few feet away.
I stopped dead in my tracks. Something smelled so delicious but I couldn't tell what it was. I needed it like I needed every bone in my body. I looked at my dad's hands and realized that he had cut a huge slice in his palm. Something was moving around in my face but I had never felt
that sensation before.

"See this Elena? It's not food that you want. It's blood." He smiled evily as he stepped closer to me.

He put the knife back in his pocket and was holding something else. I hesitated and he took a drop of blood off of his finger and put it to my mouth, very gently. He looked at me with sadness as I licked it off. That is what I was craving. It tastes like strength, but like the sweetest pasty you could ever eat all in one drop. He took a smaller stake out of his pocket
but I was quicker. I grabbed it as he was swinging it towards my chest. I snapped it and smiled.

"Sorry Daddy, but I think it's your turn to die." He screamed and I snapped my fangs down on his neck.
The hot blood poured down my throat. It felt so good. The liquid strength was pouring into my body at such a fast rate, and I didn't want to stop. I drank until he was dry, and he collapsed onto the ground lifeless. I gasped for air and wiped my mouth off. I feel so energized.

"You don't have to worry about the rest of the family." I heard a voice from behind me. I looked and saw the caramel hair and piercing green eyes.

"I killed them so that we wouldn't have to watch them die slowly. I left dad for you so you could get the revenge
you need." Jasmine winked at me. I turned and walked away.

"Don't walk away, sister. We can roam the world together. Won't that be fun?" Her eyes pleaded for me to
forgive her. She reached for my hand softly, but i slapped it away.

"I hate you, Jasmine. I will never forgive you for dragging me into eternity with you. I'd rather
die then spend all of eternity on earth, feeding from innocent people. Just let me leave." I walked away
and she didn't follow. I heard her fall to her knees. Then she started to cry, and soon her sobs were out of range.

**********

I bit down on that little blonde bimbos neck. I knew that she would be my target the moment Damon flirted with her.
This one was definitely tasty, even if she was an idiot. Good thing she wasn't conscious anymore. I growled and sank my fangs in
one final time.

I spotted Damon out of the corner of my eye drinking from a young brunette, who was pretty much dead at this point. He finished and wiped his mouth off and I saw him watching me out of the corner of my eye. I really sucked the blonde dry and threw her to the side. We met in the middle where the campfire was still burning. The flames danced on his pale skin and made his dark hair glow.

"I think you enjoyed that a little too much Elena." He murmured as he wiped the remaining blood off of my cheek.
"Why is that Mr Salvatore?" I cooed.

I was a lightweight when it came to blood. I always got dizzy fast, but nothing like this.
"It might have been the fact that I was flirting with her when we first got here?" He stepped towards me. His breath was hot and still smelled like blood. A stream of blood ran out of his mouth but he didn't do anything about it, just let it drip down his chin. He held my gaze and smirked at me. I felt my eyes get red.

"Oh, do I still have some blood in my mouth? My mistake." He smiled evilly. This bastard. I was 200, but i didn't have THAT much control. He knew he was pushing it, and he loved it. I smirked as I stood on my toes and slowly licked the blood off of the side of his mouth. He moaned and clenched his jaw. I slurped the remaining blood off of his cheek and backed away.
"There, now your face is all cleaned up." I smiled

"Gee, thanks." He muttered, clearly disappointed.
"Anytime." I flashed him a smile. He looked at me again, but this time his eyes looked soft.

"You didn't really get out of control, did you?" He asked. I hesitated.
"I got into it, Damon. I really did. I just think a lot when I'm feeding that's all." I said softly.

As if we were both thinking the same thing, we looked at the remaining two people sitting lifeless in front of the campfire.
"One last feed for the night?" He asked as he extended his hand out. I blushed and took it.
"I suppose we should finish what we started."I smiled.

We walked over to the remaining two girls and I sat down next to one of them. Damon immediately sank in to the pretty
black haired beauty, but I decided to prepare my victim.
"This might hurt." I warned the redhead. I sank my teeth into her wrist and something burned down my throat.
I threw her arm back and I coughed and heaved. I fell onto the ground and knelt down, coughing into the dirt. I felt
really dizzy, and my throat felt like it was on fire.

"Elena!" I heard Damon's voice. I felt his arms around me and he pushed the hair out of my face.
"Breathe Elena." I stared up into his eyes and tried to stop coughing. His arms were so comfortable, and I could just stare
into his eyes all night.
"I think you just had Vervain." He frowned at me. I was starting to get really limp, how could I be so stupid? The supernatural world wasn't so separate anymore, how could I not be prepared?

"Elena, stay with me." He gripped the sides of my face and looked at me.

"I am.. Damon I just need your blood. Just take me back to the house so we can feed. I don't want to get caught at this mass murder scene. Feeding off one another will help this go away faster." I whispered.

In an instant he had me on his back, piggy back style. I don't know how long he ran for, but I felt myself go unconscious about halfway out of the forest.

-
"Elena, we're home." Damon touched my cheek softly. I opened my eyes and began to cough again.
It was really bright out; he must have ran all night. Now I felt really bad. I realized I was laying on the ground in front of the house, apparently. What a nice place to put a girl, I snorted.

He whipped his head down to me and smirked. "What's so funny? You're dying. " He asked bewildered.

"Nothing, Damon just please help.." I croaked. I was getting really dizzy now. He was by my side in a flash, and he turned his neck towards my mouth.
"Go." He murmured. His eyes looked distant, as if he was thinking about something else. I bit down on his neck, and out of all the experiences I had with drinking blood, nothing compared to Damon's. His was my favorite in the whole world, it was like every favorite thing of mine combined into his blood. It was pure magic. I felt his warmth all throughout my body, and I grabbed the back of his head. I played with the hair that was in my fist, and he nuzzled his head into my shoulder as I drank from him. He seemed to be softly moaning, but then something changed in him. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. God, he tasted so good. He then snapped his fangs down on my neck, and I gasped in shock. No one had ever fed from me before, but I was glad that he did. I was starting to feel my entire body tingle; all of my emotions were getting out of control. I was breathing heavily and so was he. I could feel what he was feeling at this exact moment, and it scared the crap out of me. I started to moan and he disconnected from my neck. I pulled myself off of him as well. We stood there,breathing heavily and staring at each other. Did that really just happen?

"Let's go inside." He breathed heavily. He started walking towards the door, stealing glances at me from the corner of his eye.
That really did happen. I smiled and followed him inside, glistening with sweat and blushing.
But what we found inside is nothing we would ever be prepared for.