Elena's pov.

As I was thinking over what Damon said I realize that he was hidden something from me and not the usual secrets but some time of secret that made him look nervous by just looking at my mother's diary. I wonder does he know something about the deal that was created between my mother and that man along with how I'm going to die. As I look up I saw the sun was setting and realize I better get home or Granmama was going to wring my neck.

Couple hours later

I walk up the stairs on the porch about to open the door it was suddenly ripped open by...


Author's Note:

So sorry but late my mind been wandering among a meadow of random ideas so trying to collect my thoughts to focus on 1 story is becoming difficult so I just want to give you a heads up these gone be an off and on again update.