I'm dying to catch my breath. I can feel my heart beating inside of my chest. With each breath I take, I can feel my heart aching. I'm still standing in Damon's room. I don't know what I was thinking, but I felt like I was being pulled towards him those few moments ago. Nothing mattered in that moment. The only thing that I wanted was to feel Damon's skin on mine. Just to reach out and touch him.

He moved so quickly though. He doesn't want me to be near him? I don't know. This is all so confusing right now. I thought that we were actually getting somewhere. I need to relax.

Its so strange. I can feel every fiber in my body calling out to him when I am near him. Breathe Elena.

I need to see Stefan, I need to forget about this.

I've almost forgotten about Stefan.

I leave Damon's room and head down the stairs. Damon is by the front door putting his jacket on.

"I need to go out for a bit, I'll be back later." I don't even bother to ask Damon where he is going, I can hear an edge to his voice. Damon stops at the door, with his hand on the doorknob. His back is turned to me. I watch him there for a moment. He turns his head to the side, as if he was going to say something. Instead he turns his head back towards the door, opening it. The sunlight streams in through the front door, barely lighting up the hallway there. Damon walks out the door letting it slam closed behind him. I flinch lightly at the sound.

I can feel anger welling up inside of me. My eyes begin to turn hot as I feel them start to fill with liquid. I opened myself up to him last night, I've been letting him in, just as he was doing the same for me. This must be Damon's cut off point. I can't do this, not now. I shouldn't be dwelling on this. I need to check on Stefan. I walk down the stairs and into the basement where Stefan is locked away in the cellar. I look in through the small window that is carved into the door. Stefan looks so much worse today. My aching heart hurts even more now. How have I been ignoring him down here by himself? I've been so horrible.

"Elena…" Stefan's voice cracks as he tries to whisper my name. My bottom lip trembles when I hear him.

"Stefan." I call out quietly to him.

"I need you Elena, I can't do this alone." His voice is so raspy.

"I'm here for you Stefan." I rest my fingers on the window as I continue to look through it. Stefan looks up at me and I can see tears welling up in his eyes. He no longer looks like the monster that I saw a few days ago.

"I love you so much Elena, I never want to hurt you." With those words I see a small tear slide down Stefan's face. I can't do this anymore. Damon said that Stefan can't hear what we were saying upstairs. He can't possibly know that Damon isn't here right now.

"I'm going to come in there Stefan." I say quietly as I unlatch the door. There is a loud clank and I stop breathing for a moment. Stefan doesn't move, he stays where he is. His dark eyes pleading with me. I crack open the door and slide myself in slowly. I keep my back up against the wall as I begin to inspect the area.

"Please Elena?" There is so much sorrow behind his voice. That's all it takes for me to rush over to his side. I kneel down next to him, taking my hands and cupping his face.

"I'm so sorry Stefan, this is all my fault. I've made this all a mess." I begin to break down as I am on my knees, still cupping Stefan's face.

"I just want to be ok Elena." Stefan says and his words sound so genuine. This is my Stefan.

"You will be, I promise. I'll be here for you." I keep my voice as steady as possible. My heart wants to shatter but I can't completely lose it right now.

Stefan begins to stand up and I move with him. He balances himself on his feet. I keep my hands around his waist. Stefan rests his head on my shoulder and pushes himself in closer to me. I move my hands from his waist up his back. The comfort that I once had with Stefan is gone. I realize this as I feel him breathing on my neck.

Stefan pushes the both of us back. My back lightly hit's the wall and I close my eyes on the impact. My mind is slowly starting to piece together everything. This isn't my Stefan, he no longer brings me the comfort that he once did.

I can feel his breathing start to get a little heavier. Stefan takes his hands and reaches behind him. Pulling my arms off of him. He uses one hand to pin my left wrist to the wall.

"Stefan." I whisper but I know that he is too far gone.

There's no point in fighting it. He'll win in the end. I close my eyes, knowing what is going to happen at the end of all of this. Stefan's free hand moves its way up my body. His move my hair out of the way, completely exposing the right side of my neck. His finger tips start to lightly trace patterns on my neck, following my veins. My body shivers, not from his touch, but from my nerves. I keep my eyes closed, just feeling him. I don't want to see this. I feel his fingers start to move down my neck and to the top of my bust line. I take in a sharp breath. Why? I ask myself, frightened. Stefan doesn't do what I thought he was going to.

Instead I feel him touch my necklace. He tugs lightly on it and I feel the clasp in the back break. I open my eyes as I watch him toss the necklace onto the ground. A small cloud of dirt bursts up into the air as the necklace hits it. My hands begin to shake. I attempt to jerk my body to at least loosen the grip that he has on one of my wrists. It does nothing. It really starts to sink in what's going on. Stefan's mouth is barely an inch away from my neck. I feel his lips touch my skin as his kisses my neck. A tear slides down my face as I close my eyes.

"Please don't." My voice is broken.

"I need you Elena." I can hear the smile in his voice. Another tear makes its way down my face. I hear the change happen. I hear his face twist as the fangs have come out by now. He's taking his time. Stefan open's his mouth and I can feel the sharp cool point of his teeth begin to pierce my skin. The tears are uncontrollable by now. I can feel them fall one right after the other but I stay quiet, my eyes still shut. This is it. I'll lose my life to Stefan Salvatore, the man that I thought I loved. Now he is barely a fragment of the man I knew, I'll remember him as a monster. With that I let the last tear fall and prepare myself for the pain that is about to come.