Entry # 3
Damon is here in Mystic Falls. I saw him. I should have sensed him at the cemetery. If my Powers were stronger, I would have. I now know what vampire was behind the murder of those two couples, and for the attack on Vicki Donovan.
Even with that knowledge, seeing Damon again gave me a start. A brief glimmer of hope that he had forgiven me for making him drink blood…for cursing him with eternal life.
But I was wrong, stupid. He's never going to forgive me. He is going to torment me until the day I die, and that's not going to be for a very long time.
When he mentioned he had seen Elena, my blood ran cold. Damon was infatuated with Katherine. Elena was the spitting image of her physically, but not on the inside. Katherine was evil. Elena was everything that was good and pure.
Elena's goodness would draw Damon to her like a moth to a flame. I know this because I am drawn to her goodness as well. The difference was I had no intention of ever hurting Elena. I couldn't say the same think about Damon.
I was going to have to feed even more. I had to be the strongest I could be on the animal blood. It still wouldn't be enough to best Damon in a test of strength between us, not without me having some extra advantage. Damon was my brother, but that wouldn't stop me from putting a stake in him if that meant keeping Elena safe.