the untold

A Moment

     I looked at the note for what felt like hours trying to figure out who KM was. In all of the moving we did when I was younger I dont remember anyone whose initials are KM. As I looked up for the note I realized that everyone was still staring at me wait for my to tell them who the letter was from. 

     I handed aunt Caroline the letter so she could read it. Her smile slowly faded into a concerned look. After she gave it to aunt Bonnie to read who then did the exact same thing. After she read it Stefan took it and him and Damon read it together.

     I looked at everyone and asked "Who is KM?"

     They all turned towards me but no one spoke. It was as if someone had just died. I kept asking them the same question over and over again, when they began talking amongst themselves. After about five minutes of them doing this I finally had enough. So I walked to my room with the letter in hand and locked the door behind me.

       After this I sat on my bed for what seemed like eternity. I got up and read the letter again. KM, who is that, was all I could think about.
   
       The next thing I knew I woke up and it was 10AM. I dont remeber falling asleep, and the last thing I remeber was reading the letter. Once I got up and got ready for the day I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast. As I walked into the kitchen I say Damon cooking what looked like pancakes.

       "Do you actually know how to cook pancakes or are you trying to kill everyone?" I asked with a load of sarcasm in my voice.

        "For your information this is the only thing I can cook!" He said with a smile on his face.

       When he brought a plate of pancakes over to the table I couldnt believe what was on them. He had made all of the toppings look like a vampire on the pancake. I laughed and began to eat them.

       After we had breakfast we sat there and talked about what it was like to never age but watch time fly by. I was going to ask about the letter but then I realized that this was the first moment I had with Damon that wasnt wierd.

       "Can I ask you something?" I asked trying to keep myself calm.

      He responded with "Sure kiddo what's up?".

      "Can you tell me about the first time you met my mom, what was she like when you met her?" I asked trying to keep my emotions together.

       He looked me dead in the eyes and told me everything. From thinking she was some girl named Katherine, to telling her what kind of life she wanted. I was in awe as I listened to his memory of my mom.

       After he finished telling me everything we cleaned up the table and I decided to go back to my room.

      Before I walked out of the kitchen I asked Damon a question "Do you know when my father is?".

        He looked at me with a look of hope. His response was "I have no idea but who ever it is would be lucky to call you their daughter, and personally if you were my kid I would make sure you lived the best life possible. Even if that meant leaving with someone I trust to raise you."

       When I heard what he said I had tears rolling down my eyes and I told him thank you. When I reached my room I thought about what Damon had said which of course made me even more confused about my father. After thinking about everything that has happened I went back to the problem that was staring mer in the face.  Who is KM?