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There was a knock on the front door. I twisted the knob and pulled it. Stefan stood in front of me. "Elena," he whispered. Listening to his voice broke my heart. I closed the front door, ran quickly upstairs to my room like someone's chasing me and closed the door behind me.

There was a figure in front of me… Stefan. He went inside the window sill. I dug my face in my palms, I started crying. "Elena, please don't cry," Stefan was holding both of my hands, he was trying to pull them away. "I'm sorry," he added. I look up to his face. His expression was sad and pain.

"Stefan," I began, shuddering. "Why would you do that? You don't know how much it hurts me."

I tried to fight back the tears, but they all came flowing down my cheeks.

"Elena, I," he was still holding both of my hands. I pulled them away from his. My hands were shaking. "Elena, it's never my intention to hurt you. If it's my intention, I would have thought twice."

"Stefan, even if it's not your intention, you should've thought twice!"

He took a step forward. "Elena, please."

Leaning on the door, I slowly sat. Tears flowed down my cheeks. I can't take the pain anymore, it just hurts so much. "Stefan, just go, please."

"Elena," Stefan pushed.

"Go."

Immediately, Stefan disappeared in front of me.

Dear diary,

I don't know what to do with my life anymore. I don't know where I should proceed. Stefan kissed Katherine. My life is over.

Wait, no. My life isn't over… yet. There are things I still need to do.

My mind says that I should forget about Stefan that he didn't exist, that we haven't met or kissed or slept together. But my heart says that Stefan is my only true love and I should forgive him.

Who should I listen to?

Elena

Jenna was frying pancakes downstairs. The smell went under my nose. My stomach growled.

I knocked twice on the bathroom door. "Jeremy, hurry up! We're gonna be late for school."

"In a minute," Jeremy said in a muffled voice.

I crossed my arms. I leaned my head on the wall and sighed. I'll start fresh today, no more drama. Just focus on my academics. That'll do well.

The bathroom door opened. "Your turn," Jeremy went out.

"Finally!" I went inside and closed the door behind me.

"…. The civil war started in 1845 and ended in 1894. A lot of people lost their lives. More than 500 casualties were recorded…" Alaric discussed, er, Mr. Saltzman.

I played with my pen. I couldn't look beside me. Stefan was sitting there, eagerly listening to Alaric. Every minute I could feel Stefan's eyes glancing at me. My heart tightened.

Bonnie, sitting behind me, tapped my shoulder. "Are you okay?" She mouthed.

I just shook my head. I couldn't speak less.

Finally classes were dismissed. Students of Mystic Falls High School began to pour in the hallway. I went my locker with Caroline who's babbling about her relationship with Matt. I pretend to listen.

"… And Matt is like, "'I don't want you anymore, Caroline. You've changed.'" But, Elena, change is good right?"

I slammed my locker door. "Maybe,"

"You're not in the mood to talk about this, are you?" She said.

"No, Caroline. I wish you the best with Matt." I sighed.

"Okay, see you around." She half smiled.

I didn't leave school. There was still cheerleading practice at the gym. Stefan was there, of course. He had to warm up with his teammates at football practice.

I didn't care.

Twenty minutes passed and practice was done. Now I can go home and live my life. I went up the bleachers and fixed my bag. My eyes suddenly flew to Stefan's.

Cheerleaders were surrounded by him. They were talking and laughing. One blonde cheerleader punched Stefan lightly on the arm. Her eyes were focused on Stefan, probably, flirting with him. But Stefan weren't. His eyes met mine.

I looked away quickly, went down and walked through the exit.

I wiped my tears. I should've looked at him. My heart began to ache.

Instead of walking, I ran.

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