Damon was still lying on the đi văng when a shadow came over him and he opened his eyes difficult. “Elena?” he đã đưa ý kiến weak. Katherine shook her head. “It’s me” she said. She took his shoulder and helped him sit up. She took the glass of rượu whisky ngô, bourbon from the table. “You should drink something”
“Shouldn’t bạn tell me to drink blood?” Damon asked sarcastic.
“If bạn don’t want to it’s your business” Katherine đã đưa ý kiến and she held the glass in front of Damon. He wanted to take it out her hands, but she refused to gave it to him. “I’ll do it” she said. “Katherine? I’m not a baby” Damon said.
Katherine ignored him and pushed the glass against his lips. Damon reluctantly opened his mouth and Katherine gave him some of the alcohol. As soon as the rượu whisky ngô, bourbon came in contact with his tongue Damon wanted to spit it out. But Katherine forced him to swallow.
“What are bạn doing?” Damon đã đưa ý kiến shocked.
“You have to drink” Katherine insisted. “I need bạn to trust me”
Damon tried to get up, but Katherine grabbed his arm and prevented him from leaving. She pressed his arms down and forced him to drink the rest of the vervained bourbon.
“I’m coming back every ngày to make sure bạn drink it, until Elena comes back to do it in my place” she said.
“She’s not coming back” Damon mumbled. He closed his eyes and lay back.
Katherine stood up and raced out of the house.