Anastasia
I felt a little sad that he turned me down
"Centuries ago, it was a witch that first created a vampire, witches are who we, as vampires, praise, we can't drink from them"
"Can't, or won't?" I asked a little angry now crossing my arms across my chest
"Can't, without permission, I won't, in fear of hurting you" I shook my head
"I grant you permission to drink my blood, whenever you like, and, I know you can't hurt me Damon, Annabell has shown me that much, please, please drink from me, please" I was crying now, tears fell from my eyes, Damon wiped them away and nodded an okay, I unfolded my arms and put my hands on his shoulders, his mouth opened and his fangs grew, he layed me down