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Chapter 35

Elena grabbed her passport and walked over to the window she had to force herself not to look back at Damon's peacefully sleeping body; she knew if she did she would end up crawling back into bed beside him.

She jumped out of the window, hesitantly but it was easy with her sharper vampire senses and reflexes. She ran from the house, full of self-loath, even now when she was heartbroken about leaving Damon, her throat felt like it was on fire.

She knew exactly where she needed to go, Fells Church, if she was going to learn how to control herself quickly it was there than she'd try the hardest. She didn't want to put her family and friends in danger but if she would never let herself hurt them, never.

Before she could go there was one thing she had to do, she walked into the clearing of the forest and found the hikers body. His breathing had improved but he was still unconscious, kneeling beside him she felt tears leave traces on her cheeks.

Elena regretted taking his blood, yes she wanted to be with Damon forever but she felt pity on the man for taking more than was necessary, she felt like a monster.

She pierced her skin with her canines, letting the blood stream out; she placed her wrist over his mouth letting the blood drip onto his lips. His lips parted slightly, allowing the blooding to slide into his mouth. His eyes partly opened before closing again, Elena put her wrist closer, giving him more blood.

The colour returned to his cheeks, his heart regaining a normal beat. He was beginning to wake up, and Elena knew she couldn't give anymore blood without getting too weak, so she pulled her wrist away.

She watched closely as his head lifted slowly, he looked around disoriented, pushing himself up onto his elbows. When his vision cleared and focused on Elena, his eyebrows furrowed in anger.

Elena was shocked but couldn't help but think she deserved this, she looked into his eyes, intimating what Damon had done, "You were out camping, when an animal attacked you, you can't remember the fear, or pain and you can't remember me" she said, not wanting him to have to relive the moments that had kept her awake.

After directing him through the forest to where his car had been left she headed to the airport.

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Damon felt the sunlight caressing his face and knew that the same sunlight would be burning Katherine's body to ash by now, causing a small smile to wipe across his features; all he could feel for her was hatred after she hurt Elena. Instinctively his arm reached over to wrap around Elena but instead of finding her thin waist he found only a handful of bed sheets.

His eyes flashed open, sweeping the room in search of her; he listened intently but couldn't hear her in the house. In a second he had searched the whole house for her, he returned to his bedroom, worried, that's when he saw an ivory coloured piece of paper on his writing desk.

He recognised Elena's delicate flowing handwriting that spelled out his name on the front of it. His hands started to tremble as he read, feeling like history was repeating, being left alone once again. He was comforted that she was planning on coming back but he wasn't someone who was going to wait for what he wanted, and what he wanted was Elena back where she belonged, with him.

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Elena's throat only got worse when she arrived at the airport, there was only a few people because it was only half three in the morning but she still felt her predator side wanting to taste their blood.

She was had to bare the torture of her burning throat for hours until she finally landed in Fell's Church. She breathed a sigh of relief as she walked into the empty parking lot, but then she stopped, unsure where to go at eight in the morning.

She still didn't know that her Aunt Judith and Robert were back from Italy, because Damon didn't want to give her more things to worry about when, so she had two options, Bonnie or Meredith. Bonnie, Elena decided not wanting a lecture from Meredith about the cons of running away with someone you only met.

Before she could go she made a stop at the forest, and discovered animals blood wasn't half as good as human blood…

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Damon dialled Elena's number that he had memorised, and then heard a vibrating sound on the dresser, Elena's phone. He hung up frustrated and in desperation called the only other number he knew.

"What do you want, Damon?" Stefan answered on the first ring, yawning.

"Elena" he said grabbing his bag at the same time and packing his things into it.

"Don't tell me you drained her" Stefan said, his voice sounded panicked, but Damon was too worried to think about why his brother would worry about his Elena.

"No" he snarled, he would never do that to Elena, "It's a long story, but basically she's going back to Fell's Church and I need you to find her" Damon didn't want to tell him about her becoming a vampire, or about killing Katherine, definitely not that, or Stefan might not help him.

He knew Elena more than he knew himself, if she wanted to control herself, she would be around her family and friends because she wouldn't be able to hurt them, well she believed she wouldn't…

"You want me to find her again? Why can't you find her yourself?"

"I'm on my way there but I need you to get to her before she talks to anyone"

"Before she talks to anyone?" Stefan asked confused.

"Yes…just do it…please" Damon hated saying please to Stefan but when it came to Elena he was ready to beg.

Stefan was silent for a few seconds, realising that it must have been serious, "Ok, I'll go find her"

Damon hung up, unwilling to say thank you, he had enough of politeness for a few more centuries…