"I'm a special vampire. I will explain everything."

He sighed and pushed his hand through his hair while she looked at him wearily. His face seemed full of emotion and memories he tried to hide. She could suddenly trust him with her life even though she probably shouldn't but she had a feeling of empathy take over her. She studied his face carefully and he finally opened his mouth.

"My name is Damon Salvatore and your real name is Elena Mikaelson. When our parents got married they created the most powerful vampire family in history and with that came certain powers, hence my mind reading abilities. After a few years I found out that you and your dad, Klaus, planned to kill me, my mother and my younger sister in order for you to remain with all the wealth. I tried to get my family safe but it was not enough. Now your father has them kidnapped and you are the only one who knows where they are."

The tears were flowing on Elena's face and she felt sick. People were starting to look at her but she just wanted to run away. It became all so quiet and he could see her life crumble down in front of him. She couldn't fathom the idea of her life being anywhere near what he had just said. What right did he have to come and tell her that her existence was a lie?

"Hey, look at me!" his face was hard and his eyes were staring unforgiving into her soul. "Your father is dead and you are the only person that can get me to my family. I will not let you ruin this for me."

It was all so surreal and she was so tired. She couldn't take it anymore, it was impossible so she got up and made the run outside the bar into the already harsh wind of the wind that scratched at her tears and her heart.

When her feet finally found the way to the car her body was trapped by Damon's. He didn't say anything and didn't move, all she could hear was his warm breath on her ear. Her body shook and trembled with the strangled tears. His hands reached out and settled on her hands while his head lowered to her shoulder in a soothing embrace that made her feel once again safe and she didn't dare take a breath for he might get away from her. He was so gentle in the dark night that her heart and body molded into his trying desperately to look for a safety net.

Then he suddenly let her go and got in the driver's seat, urging her to get in the car. It was dark and silence took over the setting. She felt cold and vulnerable while he was breathless. Why did he hug her? He shouldn't have had. Those were memories long gone and he shouldn't revive them.

He passed his hand through his hair once again while images of his family passed through his mind. He was going to get them back even if it was the last thing he was going to do.

She looked at him through hazy eyes. He looked troubled and worried but she didn't know what to think. She believed him, she truly did but there were still so many things to take in. how could she help him if she had no idea what he was talking about?

Her fingers were shaking along with her lower lip.

"When did all of this happen?"

"1864." He turned to look at her with darkened eyes.

"But how come I'm still alive?"

"You were the only one who didn't become a vampire in our family. Eternal life is your gift. Your father compelled you to live a new life and forget everything and then hid you in this town so no one would find you."

"How did you find me?"

"It took me years and witches. I need you to help me find my family, Elena." Desperation spilled from his words.

"But how can I help you if I don't know anything?"

"I have a friend who can help us, she's a powerful witch. We will go see he tomorrow."

"And…what if I would want to just go home?"his face hardened considerably and she shivered involuntarily.

"You will go 'home' when I'm done with you. Don't forget, Elena, that it isn't hard for me to kill the ones you love one by one until I get what I want."

She gulped and he once again turned to the dangerous person she met the first time. He was unreadable but she knew his threat was as real as it could be. He wouldn't hesitate in making her life a living hell until he got his family back.

He started the car and got back to the road until he spotted a hotel at the side of the road. She was marveled at the luxury once they actually got inside. Golden patterns adorned the walls and stairs and a big painting stood proudly at the ceiling. She could only imagine royalty step down the marble steps in expensive dresses and shoes. She was in awe and she felt like she didn't belong in this sight but she laid her eyes on Damon. Clad with black jeans, leather jacket and black t-shirt he weirdly seemed to belong to the surroundings while he compelled the receptionist. She wondered what he was like in 1864. She wondered what she was like in 1864. Planning to kill your own family for wealth wasn't like her but then again she didn't even know what was real and what wasn't anymore.

When Damon turned around he took her by the arm and led her to the first thing she noticed was the glass wall that stood in front of her and the view that it gave. The city stood in front of them with beaming lights and tall buildings. There was also a huge bed at the end of the room, clad with red sheets that invited you to sleep all day.

When she turned to him she was surprised to see him so close to her they could touch. His features were only defined by the soft lights outside while his eyes shone brightly in the darkness. He was painfully beautiful and her insides starting groaning when she looked at his lips. She remembered those lips from her dreams. She could still feel them going all over her body. She parted her lips and looked at his eyes that were staring into her chocolate eyes.

He fought the urge to kiss her even though he wanted to go back to the days when she was his. It was downright painful to watch her and not be able to kiss her and hold her. She made sure to erase the love he had for her a long time ago and he wasn't going to forgive her for her cruel betrayal.

He tensed when she took in a breath and distanced himself from her. He was hungry and he began to make his way to the door when her voice stopped him.

"Why did you put those dreams in my head?"

He took in a deep breath but didn't turn to her.

"Those weren't dreams. They were memories."

Thank you again for all your kind always make my day better! This is an extra large chapter that hopefully gives you a pretty big image of what exactly is going on. I really hope you like it!

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