I sat on the bench, crying. It was dark out and I had done something terrible. I fed on a Human. I have never done that in fifty years of being a Vampire. I had fed on animals and nothing else. I felt extremely guilty and crushed. My fangs wouldn't shrink back down to normal size and I looked like a freak of nature - a Monster. I laid on the bench, continuing to cry my eyes out, since I had nothing else to do, and if I told Stefan, he would be extremely upset with me. I know he will. I tried to calm down, but I couldn't. The guilt was completely overwhelming.