It’s been a few hours since you died with vampire blood in your system—Damon’s blood to be precise. You’re a Gilbert, nearly out of highschool like your twin sister, Elena. Yet now you’re forever stuck at seventeen, and Damon fears that when you awaken, you’ll resent him for turning you.

He turned you because you were dying. Klaus had used you as a sacrifice for his ritual, and as you were bleeding out, the only thing on Damon’s mind was his love for you and how he can’t let you die, practically forcing his blood into your system.

Thus, he turned you, and now he’s perched in the armchair beside your bed, eyes fixed on your pale self, waiting for your piercing eyes to open. A blood bag sits on your nightstand, ready for you to drink to complete your transition. Stefan had taken Elena and Jeremy out of the house, trying to distract them from their worries. And Bonnie’s creating you a daylight ring. Meanwhile, Damon hasn’t left your side, his dead heart beating for you.