DPOV

I curled up on my bed again, Elena's words echoing in my mind.

'Don't come running to me when you need someone.'

I knew I'd just lost the best thing I'd ever had but I didn't want her to know.

Would she see me differently? Probably not.

Would she feel sorry for me? Most defiantly.

Elena was too kind hearted, I thought.

I wanted so badly to tell her, to tell Stefan about my childhood, but decided against it.

First, Stefan wouldn't believe it. He never thought badly of our Father.

Second, our father would likely stake me right then and there.

I stood and walked to my door. I opened it slowly and stepped out. I was not staying in this house.

I walked downstairs to living room. They were all there and when Stefan saw me, he pulled Elena tighter to him. She didn't like that. I walked around them, ignoring their conversation and grabbed my keys and jacket.

"Where are you going?" Stefan asked.

"Out." I said.

"I figured that. But shouldn't you stay. Speak to your Father?"

"I'm going to the bar, Stefan. Like every night. Him coming back, doesn't mean anything to me. In fact, he can back to Hell where he belongs." I said, then I left.


EPOV

I watched Damon go and wished to follow him, but every move I made Stefan moved with me and held me too tight.

"I'm sorry, Father. Damon is drunk, that's all." Stefan said, glaring where Damon once stood.

"It's alright Stefan. Now, tell about these horseless carriages, your friend said you would."

"Who?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't believe I got her name. She was very pretty, dark hair, dark skin, she looked a bit like Emily."

"Bonnie!" I said, jumping up. Stefan's arm fell off my shoulders and I took advantage of that. I ran. I ran up to his room and found my phone.

Bonnie Bennett had a lot of explaining to do.

I dialed her number and waited.

"Hello?" She answered, sleepily.

"Don't you try to pull that with me! Why?"

"What?"

"Why did you bring Mr. Salvatore back?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Liar! Bonnie, you have to undo it! It's messed the boys all up!"

"How?"

"Stefan is too protective, and Damon...He's not being himself..."

"Good. Maybe that will show him!"

"Show him what?" She hung up.

"Elena?" I jumped. Stefan walked up behind me.

"Who was that?" He asked.

"Bonnie."

"And?"

"Nothing."