(Just couldn't resist writing a Delena fic after the last episode, continues straight from the break-up scene and will show a more fun and care-free Elena as she tries to deal with her problems as a vampire, your reviews are much appreciated! Enjoy :))
"I can't do this any more, Elena," Stefan admitted, with pain and reluctance in his low voice. Elena turned, shocked, as for a split second she recalled the first time she ever kissed Stefan, she opened her life up to him, told him she was scared. Stefan said that he met a girl, they talked, and it was epic. That is what they had, an epic love. But not any more, Elena confessed to herself as she locked eyes with Stefan and accepted defeat. "I know," she eventually replied, as a sharp pain struck her right in her chest at the sheer thought that she might have an epic love again, with someone who isn't Stefan. Her first love. How could something that once felt so right, so inevitable, now feel so confused and lonely? Part of Elena blamed her transition, her new being, nothing good can come from being a monster.
Stefan lowered his head and stared at the ground. He hated that he had to do it, he hated that he had to accept that Elena might love his brother too, how did this happen? He asked himself, as he sat in loaded silence reliving his last truly happy memory with Elena, just after her transition in the woods, teaching her how to hunt. In that moment, he truly thought things would be okay. He believed that is how things would be, Stefan and Elena, they would live forever in pure bliss, never having to leave one another's side. Of course, that was too simple a solution for a Salvatore. There would always be Damon, wherever he went, he couldn't change his brother.
As if Elena could hear his thoughts she broke the silence quietly, "I'm sorry it turned out this way," she swallowed, tears filling her eyes as guilt and hurt spread through her body. She never meant to hurt Stefan, she didn't want to feel the things that she did for Damon, but she knew there was no going back now and she couldn't pretend any more, not now she was a vampire and everything was different, everything smelled fresher, seemed clearer and more defined, anything she felt about Damon had been magnified a thousand times, and it wasn't fair on Stefan this way. "I'm sorry too," he turned to her once more, and forced a half-hearted smile before he dragged himself up and slowly walked away. Elena stared in despair while he walked away from her, like the past 4 years never happened. Elena hadn't felt this alone in a long time, she was consumed by guilt and sadness, the pain she had caused Stefan for her own selfish emotions were too much to deal with.
Elena wiped her eyes, careful not to ruin her jacket and shook her head. She had to get out away from this house, away from herself. Now, if she were a human, the next place she would go would be to Bonnie, her best friend who she had caused so much pain in the past, just like she had everyone else and yet they all stayed. She thought of Jeremy, her baby brother who had some how gotten tangled up in all this mess, he didn't deserve this, her job was to protect him, love him, be his big sister. But she seemed to attract trouble to everyone she cared about. Her mind drifted to Caroline, Tyler, her once very normal friends who were now supernatural beings, what on earth happened to her life? Bonnie couldn't fix the guilt she was feeling any more. She was a vampire, and ice cream and chick flicks wouldn't solve her problems. She had to turn it off.