Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM TWILIGHT OR VAMPIRE DIARIES.
It all changed when I was turned into a vampire. The originals chased me and my friend, Matt, off the same bridge that my adoptive parents died on. Stefan tried to save me, but I made him save Matt, because Matt was innocent in all this. I noticed that being a doppleganger leads to too many deaths for me. Stefan managed to get me out, but it was too late for me. I was at peace where I was, then I woke up in the hospital with familiar faces surrounding me.
"Elena!" Stefan embraced me in his arms. In that moment of comfort, my eyes diverted to Damon, who was standing in the background. For months, Stefan had to watch me slip into Damon's grasp. Then, Damon came to a realization that I was following his every word. After that, Damon reveals that we have this 'love link'. Basically, I had feelings for Damon in my human life, then the feelings magnified in my vampire life to the point I was kind of… hypnotized. Even under his spell, my feelings were very real for Damon, but my feelings was still there for Stefan. My life turn for worse when Jeremy was used as a sacrifice by Katherine's hand. I brought him back home and stayed with him, hoping the ring would work for him, but didn't. I had my last straw, which lead me to break down. I felt a stream of continuous tears down my face. Stefan held me close to his chest.
"Damon, use your influence to calm her. She won't make it if you don't." Stefan said.
"OH GOD, JEREMY. I'M SORRY! FORGIVE ME! MAKE THE PAIN GO AWAY!" I said hysterically. I covered my face with my hands, but Damon pulled them away.
"Its okay, Elena. Focus on me. Turn it off. Just turn it off." Damon said.
"What?! Damon, I said help her, not destroy her." Stefan said.
"I'M HELPING HER! TRUST ME, BABY BROTHER!" Damon said harshly. Damon looked back at me. "Turn it off, Elena. Everything will feel better if you turn it off." Damon said. I stared into his eyes. I felt this wave of pressure being lifted off of me. The tears stop streaming down my face. Everything was in a daze. I got off the floor and headed to the kitchen and grabbed liquor and some lighter fluid. I came back to the living room and started to pour all over the furniture. They were just staring at me.
"What are you doing, Elena?" Stefan stood alarmed.
"We need a cover story for Jeremy's death." The words didn't even sting me. I said it with ease.
"What about your home?" Damon said. Home? Home was a word without meaning.
"My home was with my brother. Meet me outside." I said. Then, I headed upstairs to Jeremy's room. I stood in the doorway watching him. His insides was starting to rot. I walked over to him and poured liquor all over him. I stood a few moments more. I kissed his forehead. It seemed like it was something I had to do. He was my brother after all. Brother? Another simple word without meaning to me. I struck a match and flicked it at the corpse. I turned away and slowly walked down the steps. It was going to be the last time I was in here. I made it to the front door, which was opened. I walked out and closed the door behind me. Damon and Stefan watched me with caution. I just walked past them.
I was cool for awhile, but everyone was trying to control me, so I lashed out at several people. I even killed, but it had no effect on me. Then, Damon figured my weakness for my friends, so my humanity was restored, which brings me to the present. Everyone was wondering if I will choose Damon or Stefan. Caroline joined me for lunch at Mystic Grill. "Hi, Bestie!" She said all perked up.
"Hi, Caroline. I need to talk to you about something. So, have a seat." I said.
Caroline tooked the seat across from me. "What is it?"
"I wanted to say sorry for everything I did, like threatening your mother and more." I said.
Caroline was quiet. "Its okay, Elena. It wasn't you."
"Its not okay for me, Caroline. You're my best friend and I hurted you. That don't sit well me." I said sternly. "So, I want you to yell or punch me to get all the anger all out."
She laughed at me. "I'm not going to yell or attack you, Elena. I'm just glad you're back." Caroline said with a smile. Why was she so calm about this. Then, I had a clue.
"Did Stefan tell you to take it easy on me. And don't think about lying to me, because you wasn't a great liar as a human and certainly not a good one as a vampire."
She hesitated, before answering. "He didn't want you to feel overwhelm and you relapse back into bitchy Elena."
"Caroline, emotions help me. Tell me how you really feel." I sat calm. It was quiet, then I jumped at her tone and words.
"YOU'RE WAS A BITCH! WORSE THAN KATHERINE!" Caroline yelled. I looked around, seeing prying eyes.
"Thank you for your honesty, Caroline." She hunched her shoulders. "What are friends for?" We both laughed. There was a deadly silence that was lingering between us.
"So, when are getting back with Stefan?" Caroline said slyly.
"I'm not ready for a relationship, Caroline. I literally had five minutes of grieving for my brother. Right now, boys are far from my mind." I had to lie to her. I knew what path I was going to choose, but if I told her, she would have talk me out of it.
"Stefan will be a great shoulder to cry on, Elena. Stefan and Damon has making themselves crazy. Plus, it will be great to put Damon out of his misery." Caroline grinned to herself. We finished lunch and we parted ways. I headed back to the Salvatore Boarding House.
It was night time and stars were out to play. I spotted Stefan on the roof. I used my vampire strength and jumped to the roof. He looked up at me and gave me a simple smile. "Do you mind if I sit with you, Stefan?" I said.
"I would love that, Elena. I've been trying to catch your attention for awhile now, but you've been avoiding me." I took a seat next him and wrapped my arms around my knees.
"Sorry about that." I said.
He didn't look at me anymore. "I can only think of one reason why." Stefan said. I was silent. I just stared at the stars. I felt tears swell in my eyes, then they streamed down my face. I quietly sniffled to myself.
"A lot of things happen in this past year. I have been struggling with everything since Jenna and Alaric died. Jeremy was my anchor to life. My purpose to live on. I promised to protect him and I couldn't even do that."
Abruptly, Stefan bombarded me with questions. "Do you regret meeting me? Do you regret stopping me from leaving? Do you regret… loving me?" Stefan said with passionate anger.
"NO! NO! NO, STEFAN! I wouldn't give back anytime I had with you." I paused. "I knew I depended on you a lot, Stefan and shouldn't have put that pressure on you. When you was the ripper, Damon helped me through it. Something you would have done. I struggled against my feelings for him, because I loved you. I still love you." I saw Stefan's jaw tense up. "But I can't be… with you Stefan, because I have feelings for…"
"Damon." Stefan interrupted with me. I could see tears tread lightly down his chisel face.
"I'm sorry, Stefan. You can't comprehend how much you mean to me. I can't hurt you anymore." I said. I had to wipe away the tears that took refuge on my face. I put my hand on his face and I kissed him on his cheek. Stefan got the courage to leave. I was left in sorrow to slumber in.
I enter the house and found Damon in the living room, pouring himself a drink. He paused to look at me, then he turned away. "How was your day?" He took a seat on the couch in front of the fireplace.
I flopped on the couch and said, "Shitty. Yours?"
"Same here, partner. So, its finally good to see you after all the avoidance." Damon said.
"I had a lot to think about, Damon. I'm here to talk to you." I said.
"Talk." Damon said bluntly. My eyes moved around the room, before settling on his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes.
"I wanted to thank you for saving my life countless times. I know I haven't been the easiest person. You were right before."
"About what?" Damon said. He took a sip of the brown liquid that resided in his glass. "About having feelings for you. Me denying them." I said nervously. Damon looked up to me. The hope he had in his eyes made me sad and regretful for saying something.
"What does that mean?" Damon said.
"It can't mean anything, Damon. I can't love two men at the same time. Especially, brothers! I can't bear hurting you like that. Not to be able to solely promise myself to you." Damn tears. I could feel the waterworks.
Damon downed the rest of the brown liquor and he stared at me. His eyes burn with fire and rage. He timidly tossed the glass up and down in his hands. "What was the purpose of this conversation if you didn't want to be with me?"
"I thought you deserve an explanation, Damon." I mumbled.
Damon threw the glass cup into a wall and speed over to me. He grabs my shoulders and hoists me up. "DESERVE AN EXPLANATION? I DON'T NEED AN EXPLANATION. I NEED YOU!"
"DAMON, I KNOW WHAT YOU ASK OF ME, BUT IT CAN'T BE!" I tried to wiggle out of his grasps, but Damon held me in place. I could see his green eyes turn cold. He grasp my face and kisses me on the mouth. I struggled against his chest. Every time I tried to free myself, his hold tightens. Every time I tried to turn away from the kiss, he kissed harder. I finally manage to push him off. I slapped him. It was dead silent. My back was turned to face him. I cried silently in my solace.
Then, I heard Damon laugh. I looked back at him. He had tears dangling from his eyes. "Am I irredeemable? Am I so hard to love?" He laughed to himself. "Why would you love someone like me anyways? Monsters are incapable of love anyway."
"I believed that to be untrue, Damon. I know I would be genuinely happy with you, but the timing his against us." I said.
Damon walked back to his collections of alcohol. He shook his head at me. "No, darling. I believe there is two type of men that walk this earth." Damon grabbed two glass bottles of alcohol. I sat back down to the couch. He dried his tears and smiled at me. "There is the one you can settle down with. The wholesome guy. One you can truly commit to. The one to have a life with. To grow old with. That is Stefan." He paused and stared to me. "Then, there is me. The one you have fun with until the wholesome guy come along. I will call us the pleasers."
Damon continued to walk away with me, but then he stops. "You are right to walk away from me. I would have just corrupted you. You dodged a bullet with me."
With his vampire speed, he was gone in a blink of an eye. I was stuck to the couch. I mumbled to myself, "Even pleasers become wholesome guys." With my vampire hearing, I could hear Damon turning things over in his room.
After a few moments, I slowly got up off the couch and headed to my room. I closed the door behind me. I opened my closet and pulled out my packed duffel bags. I set them on my bed. I took a seat next to my nightstand. I open the drawer. I pulled out sealed letters addressed to all my closest friends. I laid them on my bed. I walked over to the window and opened it up. I tossed out the duffle bags and they landed on the ground. I closed the window, then I stood in the middle of my room, taking it in that I'm leaving here. I turned off my light and closed my door. If I know Caroline, she will be here early. She will be the one to find the letters. I walked to the front door and stepped out onto the porch. I locked the door behind me.
I stand where I found out that Stefan was a vampire, now I stand to say good-bye. I retrieved my bags and place them in my truck. I stopped at the empty grave site, where my brother's headstone lay. I stood there staring at the stone.
"I'm sorry, Jeremy. I failed you as a guardian and a sister. You were suppose to graduate and go to college. Meet a chick I would disapprove of and have kids." I got all choked up.
"I was suppose to… protect you, but I put my own selfish needs before my flesh and blood. I will spend the rest of my immortal life blaming myself for your death."
I kneeled on the ground and kissed the headstone. "I will miss you. One day, we will be reunited." I got up and headed back to my car. I headed down a back road, going God knows where. I drove out of Mystic Falls, not looking back. I looked at a photo with all my friends and my loving ex-boyfriend that I keep in my car and I whispered, "Good-bye. One day, we will meet again."
