I Know The End | D. Salvatore

Forgiven

I placed my hand over my neck where Stefan had bitten me, the wound was completely gone, there wasn't even a scar. The bruises that he had left had healed as well, vampire blood really does work miracles. Damon had insisted that I stay at home for 42 hours at least, so the blood would pass through my system. If someone had decided to come after me, and kill me, I would end up turning.

Elena has been checking in regularly, making sure that I'm still okay. She had been spending a lot of time at the Salvatore residence because she and Damon had given him vervain and locked him up. He was on a detox diet until he was better, so he wouldn't hurt anyone again.

I haven't been back to the Salvatore house yet, I haven't been able to bring myself to do it. It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I know Stefan will be beating himself up over this. I'm not sure I am ready for that confrontation. For the way his eyes will shine with regret and sorrow. He's still my friend, even if he almost killed me. I know it wasn't his fault.

But staying at home was starting to feel like the worst side of the coin. Tiptoeing around John was getting tiring, so I had spent most of my time in my room with my door closed.

Elena seems to think it's because of what happened with Stefan. I think she's worried that I'm judging her for her boyfriend's actions. But I'm not. I have feelings for Damon Salvatore, I could never judge her for Stefan.

I got up from my bed, finally deciding that it was time to bite the bullet and see Stefan. I got myself dressed and headed over to the boardinghouse. I felt nervousness sitting on my chest like a heavy weight, but I pushed it aside, knowing that I would have to confront this sooner or later.

I walked up to the familiar wooden door and knocked twice, knowing that Damon's sensitive hearing would pick up on it. I didn't have to wait long for the door to swing open. Damon's eyes widened in surprise before he masked it, trying to hide his expression.

"Hello." He greeted me

"Hey." I replied

"You're...here." He stated

"Yeah. Shouldn't I be?" I asked him

"No, no. Of course not. Come in." He opened the door wider and let me step inside

"How is Stefan?" I asked as I walked into the living room.

"Not great. He's still not drinking." Damon said

"I can't say I blame him. But he needs to." I said

"How are you? How's your, uh..." Damon gestured to his own neck. He didn't know how to word his thoughts

"My neck? It's fine. I'm fine. No pain, no vampire blood side effects. Thank you, for that, by the way. For saving me. I don't remember if I said thanks" I said

"You did, when I took you to the car." Damon said

"Oh." I nodded. That day was blurry, I remember bits and pieces. Most of the day was fine, the party was still intact. I went after Stefan and he bit me. I remember seeing Damon and drinking his blood, but after that, I think the shock got to me.

"Thea?" The familiar voice of my sister interrupted our conversation. I turned my head to see Elena stepping into the living room, I hadn't even noticed that she was here.

"Hey." I said with a small smile

"You're here, not in your room." Elena stated. She was surprised.

"Yeah." I said with a nod

"How is he?" Damon asked, referring to Stefan.

"Not good, really not good." Elena said. She ran her hands through her hair and sat down on the couch