Elena quickly got dressed. She left Elijah in the living room. She followed Klaus running after him. She went to his room. He was standing there like he knew she would come after him.

"How long has this.." Klaus asked but didn't finish.

Elena knew the question but the first couple words. "This was the first time," Elena answered.

"Are you like," Klaus started.

"No," Elena answered again before he could finish.

"Why'd you do it?" Klaus asked. Elena shrugged. "That's not an answer." Klaus's voice appeared genuinely hurt.

"I was scared," Elena admitted.

"Scared? Of what?"

"Klaus please just, i'm sorry," Elena pleaded.

"Why are you apologizing? Why were you scared? Why were you screwing my brother?" Klaus's tone was livid. His body language highlighted the fact that he was pissed off.

Elena stood quiet, trying to hold in the tears.

"Answer me!" Klaus screamed.

Elena flinched when he raised his voice. "I was scared because we'll. I don't know," she lied.

"Get out," Klaus urged. Elena stood still. "I said get out."

"What?" Elena asked in confusion.

"Get out of my house, now." Klaus demanded.

Elena has never seen Klaus in this much emotional pain before. She feels guilty and bad because if she tells the truth, she wont be able to control herself.

"Now!" Klaus yelled.

Elena ran to her room and threw her stuff in suitcases she got a while back she knew one day she will use. So much for a christmas party. Her bag was a mess but she didn't care. She hurt Klaus and the worst part she never imagined she'd ever feel bad about that. Elena walked out of the house passing Elijah. She stared at him feeling guilty for taking advantage of him as well. She passed Klaus as he was holding the front door open for her to leave. Elena was pushed out of a house she was once taken to against her will.

Once she left the property and went down a block to the nearest bus stop she broke out in tears. She knows she messed up but she doesn't know if she could ever fix it.

The bus arrived. Elena had the bus take her to the airport. She looked at the flights analyzing the options. She thought about San Fransisco or maybe even Boston. She walked over to the ticket counters.

"How may I help you?" A women asked.

"Hi I need a one-way ticket," Elena regarded.

"Where too?" the women asked.

"Um well um..." Elena gave it a deep thought.

"Miss," the women said.

"Virginia please."