AN: Scold me if you will. I am horrible at keeping this story on schedule for updates. I had put a disclaimer in the Author Notes last time that apologized for any further delays on updates in the future and I will reinstate that. I’ll try to be better about it since I do love the plot of this story and I have most of it planned out so I know what to write; the actual writing part if the only obstacle. Anyways, thank you to those who have been following whether you are new or have read my previous stories on here as well. I appreciate all the feedback I get and am looking forward to more.

Chapter 6.

It was everywhere and the words were nowhere to be found. Elena wanted to blurt out the infamous saying, “I can explain”, but knew all too well it was easier said than done. Her mind sent a million tiny swirling dancers into her head, as she could not think straight, while her stomach did turns leaving her ill. The sight of it, the mere odor now forming from not cleansing the mess made her want to hurl. But she did not tremble before him. Her exterior was shocked and shameful, but her interior was a complete disaster. She did not know how she was remaining as calm as she could knowing she had been discovered. The only explanation for this sort of odd behavior for her in a moment of crises was her dark side. It was present, not full, but lingering in the shadows.

“Elena…” Damon’s voice faltered as he looked to her for an explanation.

Her mouth went dry and she seemed to had lost her voice as she opened it letting in air and swallowing it whole before she pressed her lips back together. At a loss for any reason to why she had a bathroom covered in blood that wasn’t hers was not going to be easy or pleasant. She pictured the horror as she began and Damon fleeing for his life, as he understood the atrocity of her being.

“What…why is this…” He tried to ask, but only failed as he sighed and his eyes grew bigger.

“Damon,” Elena finally found the strength to say something, anything to get her started. He glanced up as if he were hanging on to every soundless word she wasn’t speaking. She licked her lips and bowed her head. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”