Half hour later, Damon walked down the stairs wearing something no one had ever seen him wear.

He was wearing baggy jeans and a baggy, black, hoodie sweatshirt with his hood up and his hands in his pockets.

Stefan hands him a blood bag which he hesitantly takes but doesn't drink. He just stares at it in front.

"Damon."

Damon looks up at Stefan.

"You have to drink that."

Damon shakes his head.

"Why not?" Stefan asked

"If you stayed in my dream a little longer last night, you'd know why."

Stefan's eyes widened as Elena, Bonnie, Jermey, and Alaric choked on their food and Caroline dropped her blood bag.

Damon stood and walked towards the door were he was stopped by his brother.

"Damon listen. I know your pissed but..."

"Pissed?! I'm beyond pissed Stefan! You went into my dream! My nightmare actually. But did you like what you saw? What father did to me. Why don't you take us back witchy we can watch a little of what he did to me because trust me that was a good day compared to most! Physical wasn't the only abuse he gave me."

The room was dead silent before Stefan broke the silence.

"What do you mean physical wasn't the only abuse he gave you?"

"He raped me, Stefan!"

The room went silent again as everyone paled and Elena, Jermey, and Alaric dropped their fork suddenly losing their appetite.

This time it was Damon himself that broke the silence.

"And to answer your question, the reason you didn't know was because he said that if I told anybody, he would do it to you and I wasn't about to risk him ruining your life as well."

Somewhere during his rant, Damon started crying and now he couldn't stop.

Stefan stepped closer to the crying Vampire but before he could say anything, Damon ran out the door, leaving everyone confused and worried.