Disclaimer – I don't not own Vampire Diaries even though I want to.
This was inspired after I watched the episode where Jenna dies. She was nice.
Gone
It was all my fault. It was always my fault.
Whatever I would do someone would always die, I would always hurt the people I loved most.
As I look upon Jenna's grave, another wave of tears came pouring down my face.
"I'm sorry, Jenna. I'm sorry." I whispered. "I failed you."
I felt like I would fall into pieces.
My thoughts moved to my dead father, John. I misunderstood him. He gave his life for me so I could grow old and have a child. He always cared, I just didn't recognize it. Now, he was gone.
I hurt Jeremy. Because of me, Jenna died and Jeremy has only me. I can't even keep myself together.
I affected other people. It was my fault that Tyler was alone, with no one to turn to.
It was all futile. Klaus was still alive and now more powerful than ever.
No matter what people would die and it would always be my fault. Always.
The rustle of leaves awoke me from my depression.
Standing behind me was the one I had nearly lost, Stefan.
I started sobbing harder than ever as Stefan put his arms around me.
"Shh, Elena." He whispered into my hair.
"It's all my fault." I whimpered. "Jenna's dead because of me, and so is John. Who knows how many countless others?"
"They all died because they loved you. They would rather die than lose you. We all love you, Elena. You are a blessing in all of our lives. You don't realize how much you mean to us." He murmured.
And we stood together, me in Stefan's arms, where my beloved aunt lay peacefully in the ground.
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Lily A.