I dont know when i started looking at him as a thing instead of a 'happy meal on legs'. I cant even think of him as Elena's brother. I mean if it was not for that dang Anna then it would be that way. Im not the nice guy, hell im not even the kind of person that you should consister being in the same country with.
I sigh in to cup of scooch that I have in my hand. The bartender just watches me. 2 in the afer noon is not the time for some hard drinks but what the hell. I pick up my drink and head to the far back of the place and sit. I noticed that is was not a good place to sit because I had a good spot to see the Fooseball table. That table was the worse thing to man at this time. Greatest object comes the part of my head that I do not listen to.
That fooseball table was where i got to see it. That smile that blowes me out of the water. Not Katherian or even Elena made it that way but I shruged it off, I was hungry.
Looking back at it the only thing i want to see now i somewhat of that smile that woman brought to his face. Not sense she died or even Bonnie, that smile has come. It was gone, as if the fellings of happy ness and even joy was place in a chest with chains and thron into the ocean with not a care in the world.
I realize that the drink infront of me was not helping. I was to love Elena and protect her but the first one in my head was Jeremy and how I am to make sure he is safe, how to make him happy. I know that it is not to be that way but love sucks and so does the heart. Even though my does not even work.
I thank you all that read this, that you did. I do and most likely will make this a Cross. I need to make Daman have a problem biger then just Jeremy. I know that I misspelled some words wrong. Im working on that but I wanted to see if it would be read. I thank your for reading my SBabble at the end here.