The Aftermath

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I'm going to try a new approach of this chapter. Tell me your opinions in the comments!

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{Eleanor's POV}

I woke up, the morning sunlight streaming in from my large bedroom window. I sat up, recalling last nights events very clearly.

*Flashback*

I crouched a bit to get level with the warm flesh of Caroline's neck. I could see the blue vain going down Caroline's neck, from her jaw to her collarbone. I figured that that's where I was suppose to bite.

As I turned my head to bite Caroline, Stefan and Damon sat and watched me drink Caroline's blood.

*End Of Flashback*

I'm a vampire. Like a real vampire. Like the not-so-fictional character of the vampire. As soon as the thought of me being a vampire popped into my head, the urges came too.

My vampire senses were trying to tell me blood was what I needed, but my logic was still there too. I needed blood, but the only people in the house were my family. Downstairs, I could hear Jeremy trying to make breakfast as Elena yelled at him.

I couldn't do that to my family, but I was so hungry. And again, not for food. I stepped from my bed and walked to the stairs.

I used my hearing, which has increased greatly since my transformation, to figure out the exact location of every person in the house. The house. I'm inside of it. I must have been invited in.

*Flashback*

{Eleanor's POV}

*DING DONG*

"I'll get it!" I heard Elena yell from downstairs. I went downstairs and followed her to the door in order to see who it was.

"Damon." Elena spoke, hatred clear in her voice. "Elena." Damon said, that annoying smirk on his face, as always. "Damon, what are you doing here?" I asked from behind Elena. "I'm here because I'd like to talk. Am I allowed to be welcomed into your house?" Damon asked, innocently.

"Why should you be allowed in?" I ask. "It'll just be easier next time I have to speak to you. Less work." Damon answered. "Now let me in, Elena. "Why should I?" Elena asked, enjoying the power she had over Damon. "Because that is what a good hostess would do."

"If I allow you in, you will forever have access of the house, well unless I die and the house gets passed on to another family member. I won't be dying anytime soon and I do not want this house available to you." Elena informed him, having heard this information from Stephan.

"You will die and this house will be passed on to other family member if you do not let me in this instant!"

"Have a nice day, Damon!" Elena called out, as she shut the door in Damon's face. As we climb the stairs, we can hear the commotion Damon's making outside.

Our laughter and Damon's cursing can probably be heard from miles away. Just thinking about it makes me laugh just has hard to this day

*End Of Flashback*

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