We went to Bulgaria. I had to literally hunt down the old mansion of my family. But Elena silently followed next to me, not complaining or anything. We soon made it in.

I went to the door with Elena behind me. It was hinged together. Cleary unopenable….. For any human at least. I growled and kicked the door with my full strength.

I huffed out and lead the way in. I looked back and saw Elena was still silent. I stared into her eyes. "What's wrong" I questioned knowing something was wrong.

She looked around the house silently. "Nothing, just taking in all the beauty of Bulgaria." I stared at her seeing if she was telling the truth. "Ok" I answered hesitantly.

I walked upstairs, knowing I could find the exact room where I gave birth back 621 years. She still followed me.

I stopped at the closed door and opened it. I walked in looking around. Everything was clean now than from the last time I was here. I looked over to Elena.

"Do you want to know what's special about this room" I asked knowing she would. She nodded ok, beckoning me to continue.

"This was the exact room where I gave birth" I trailed off silently, as I was taken over by sadness. "And the exact same room where I became disowned from the Petrova family."

She came up behind me, and hugged me from behind. The memories came back through my subconscious in a blur.

I pulled away and went to face her. "I'm sorry" she apologized. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at her. The placate smirk.

"You shouldn't feel sorry, I should be the one sorry for my pure ignorance back in my human years" I said nonchalantly.

I knew she was tired, she tried to stay awake through the whole plane ride.

"You should sleep" I lead her to the bed. She let me tuck her in and as soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell into sleepy oblivion.

I left her alone and the room. I went to the parlor. Who would've been here to remodel the whole house. I smirked Isobel, she must've. She was the one into the Petrova history and everything.

I explored around the house, familiarizing myself with the map of it, remembering where everything was. I saw the wine was still around.

I popped the cork of the ancient wine that I remember my father created. I drank it straight from the bottle. The instant sting of alcohol hit me, but the delicious taste filled my senses soon enough.

I walked around the corridors, the bottle in hand. I took a swig from the bottle, when I stopped in front of the picture.

I stared at it. My mother's warm smile was in front of me; along with my father's tight-lipped smile. And then there was me in the middle. I was the smiling the widest, with the ignorant childish happiness.

I dropped to my knees. I felt the tears fall for once in my whole vampire life. I sobbed out loudly. "Мама, татко Съжалявам" I cried out uncontrollably. Guilt overtook me.

I betrayed my whole family into shame. I was stupid and rebellious back then. I hated my parents. I was the renaissance version of the typical teenager now. I would go against my parents, and do everything to piss them off.

I wish I hadn't.

I sat against the wall silently drying my tears. I growled feeling anger hit me for no reason. I left the house quickly, going into the woods.

I sniffed for the nearest human. I found a lonely girl by herself easily. I growled and lunged behind her. I cut into her neck with my sharp incisors I called teeth.

I drank her blood, and felt the adrenaline pulsate though me. I moaned and drank from her more urgently, completely ignoring her screams in pain. The power jumped through my veins, echoing through my bloodstream. God it's been a while since I hunted.

Soon enough she was dead. I dropped her body carelessly, and went back to the house. I heard her ragged breaths as she woke up.

I felt the blood dripping down my face. I tried to wipe it quickly, as she neared the parlor. But I failed, and ended up smearing more blood.

Right when she came in, was when I was dropping my hand down to my side. She gaped at me unbelievably. "Did you just go kill someone" she guessed correctly. Now under her watchful gaze, I felt disgusted with myself.

"Yes" I answered nonchalantly, holding her gaze with an icy glare. She shrunk back from the intensity. I smirked.

"What's wrong" she questioned. I grabbed the abandoned bottle of wine I left and took a long swig of it. "Why does something have to happen for me to kill someone" I questioned, walking into the kitchen.

"Katherine come on, you've been doing so good, don't go back to that" she said following right behind me. I growled and slammed her against the fridge. "Listen, I'm a vampire and it's in my nature, so don't chastise me about doing what I'm born to do" I growled out, the vein erupting from underneath the skin.

She choked out for air. "Because you care for me, and I know this is just the vampire talking" she choked out uncontrollably.

I dropped my hand and stared at her. I stared over her. "You know I care for you, but you have to try to accept who I am, and this is a part of who I am" I whispered lowly.

"I'm trying, but you need to talk to me" she pressed on. "You know Elena, you've gotten a taste of my blood plenty now haven't you" I questioned lowly, coming closer to her. I cornered her to the fridge again.

"But you haven't let me have a taste" I breathed out bringing her wrist to my nose. I sniffed it, and let my fangs elongate. "Just a little taste" I practically begged, my mind getting hazy.

I bit into her wrist at the perfect spot. I moaned out from the first drop. She gasped out, when I bit in. I latched my lips on urgently. The delicious forbidden fruit.

She moaned out, arching closer to me in want. I smirked inwardly. Of course, now the connection between us was now increasing a tenfold. She moaned out uncontrollably.

I moaned into her wrist, feeling bloodlust take over me. But I soon realized she was getting weaker and weaker with each gulp.

I pulled back and saw she was now falling into unconsciousness. Oh no, not going to happen. I picked her up and set her on the old leather couch in the parlor. I stared at her. She was so innocent.

And I felt nothing but…..love for her. I bit into my wrist. I bought it to her lips. She couldn't die yet. She probably has the blood in my system still, but I didn't want her to turn into a vampire…..yet at least.

Song: The Darker Side Of Me by The Veer Union

Мама, татко Съжалявам=Mama, Papa, I'm sorry.

So I finally updated. Sorry it took so long, I was getting to into all of my other stories, but I'll try to update more. Hope you enjoyed please review.