Elena grips the corners of the storage fridge as she stares down at the blood bags.
It doesn't make sense; none of this makes sense.
I'm not a vampire, and yet-
Elena shakes her head as her mouth waters.
I shouldn't be here.
Stefan and Damon could come down at any moment.
I shouldn't be here.
Elena repeats that mantra in her head, over and over again.
In the end, it was useless.
Against her better judgment, Elena grabs a blood bag and tears it open. Blood flows into her mouth at a steady pace.
At first, the taste was heavenly, unlike anything she had ever tasted before.
Then, it hit her. The taste that had once been amazing was now awful.
Throwing the blood bag down, Elena hunches over before throwing up.
"Elena-"
Elena whips her head, coming face to face with Damon.
Thank god it wasn't Stefan.
"I can explain-"
"I'm sure you can, and as much as I'd love to hear it, I have to get you out of here. Now."
Elena blinks at him.
"What-"
Before she could get another word out, she was standing in front of her house. She stumbles out of his arms, taking a second to recuperate.
"You okay?"
"A warning would be nice next time."
Elena turns to look at him and instantly feels horrible. He's genuinely worried about her, and how does she pay him back? She snaps at him.
"I'm sorry-"
"I'd love to hear that explanation right about now."
"You first."
Silence follows her demand.
"You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Nope."
"Fine, then we can both keep our secrets."
He looks at her for a moment before turning away.
"Fine by me."
Just like that, he was gone.
Elena releases a sigh she didn't know she was holding.
*
Elena bites her lip as she knocks on the door. She is going to regret this. She knows she will, but she needs help.
There is only one person she can think of that can help her.
Klaus Mikaelson
He may be a homicidal psychopath, but he's a homicidal psychopath that wants her alive.
"Elena Gilbert, back so soon?"
The shock must show on her face because he lets out a chuckle.
"You should see your face right now, darling!"
He isn't supposed to be here. The originals were supposed to be at the Salvatore boarding house, at least that's what Bonnie and Caroline told her.
"Where is Klaus?"
"Why are you looking for Klaus?"
"I need-"
Elena shakes her head.
"You need..?"
"I-"
She can't keep her thoughts straight; just being near him feels intoxicating.
"Elena? Did you hear me?"
"Hmm?"
"I said-"
She can't help but to reach out for him.
I want- no I need this.
As soon as her hand touches his neck, he freezes.
"Elena?"
When she doesn't look, he puts his hands on her face.
"Elena, look at me."
Slowly, Elena's eyes find his face.
"Good. That's good."
Kol searches her eyes repeatedly.
"Oh, bloody hell."