Hey people!

This has been sitting in my head for quite some time, ever since I read the story of Eros and Psyche. It is such a beautiful story and I had an idea to mix it with Vampire Diaries. But this is my version of it all. So I hope you guys enjoy it.

Elena's pov

I smiled as I reflected on my life. My life was utterly perfect, in every way. I had amazing friends, a great boyfriend and I'm a straight A student. At that moment, I thought my life couldn't get any more perfect.

I grabbed my books for Greek Mythology out of my locker before heading to the class. Along the way I ran into Matt. He smiled and hugged me.

"Hey, I haven't seen you around." He said when we pulled away.

"Yeah, I've been busy.' I halfheartedly smiled.

Matt was a great guy and he truly loved me, but the problem is that I don't know what I feel for him now, I love him but not as strongly as I used.

He nodded.

"So where you headed now?" He questioned.

"Greek."

He chuckled, Greek Mythology wasn't a very popular choice of subjects, but it had a pull on me and I found it very interesting. I playfully slapped him on the arm.

"Hey! Greek isn't that bad if you just gave it a chance." I complained.

Matt held his hands up in surrender.

"Hey, I didn't say it was a bad sub. It's just that I'm not interested in those kinds of classes." He said.

I nodded before kissing him on the cheek.

"Got to go, babe," I said starting to walk off to class, "see you tonight at the bonfire?"

He smiled and nodded before leaving to go to whatever class he had now. I checked my watch and found I was late. I ran to class as fast as I could in my cheerleading outfit.

Luckily, I made it there and got in my seat just as the teacher entered the classroom. Mr. Tanner. I inwardly groaned; this was a great subject, I just hated the teacher. He was never in a good mood, and he always picked on us. I don't see why he wanted to be a teacher if he didn't enjoy it.

"Shut up and look at me," see, moody, "the quicker we start, the quicker I get to see the backs of you."

He looked through the textbook, trying to find where we left off yesterday. He stopped halfway through the book. Mr. Tanner rose and wrote on the board in scruffy handwriting, 'The Tale of Eros and Psyche'.

"Please turn to page 210 of your textbooks." He said turning to us again.

I did what he said and when I reached the page I saw a picture of the God of Love sleeping in a bed with a woman… who kind of looked like me. I hope no one noticed this, because I don't even know how to answer that question. But luckily noticed, for they were all too bored and tired to focus well.

"Now, the tale of Eros and Psyche is the most popular in Greek Mythology," Mr. Tanner began his lecture. I leaned back into my seat. "Let me start from the very beginning. Somewhere on Mt. Olympus, the Goddess of Beauty, Aphrodite, gave birth to another son. And she named him Eros. Now Eros grew up on Mt. Olympus and was always entrusted in his mother. When he was old enough, Zeus deemed him worthy of being a God. And he was declared from that day on the God of Love,"

This was actually very interesting, and the whole time Mr. Tanner was explaining how Eros came to be, I swear I felt someone watch. The feeling came from my left and I looked. No one sat there, so I was looking directly outside. No one was out there, but the feeling never faded. So I just turned my attention back to the lesson.

"…so one day, during one of his missions on earth, Eros was among a beautiful garden in Greece when he heard singing. He followed the voice to find a very beautiful girl sitting on the lush grass by the river. She never noticed him, but he couldn't stop staring at her. Eros was so entranced by her beauty…"

I was zoning in and out, but somehow this all sounded like déjà vu.

"Aphrodite was angered by the Psyche's beauty, that she ordered Eros to go kill her. But he refused to hurt the love of his life. After arguing with his mother, Eros fled Mt. Olympus in search of Psyche. By midnight he found her home and flew in her bedroom window. He watched her sleep for a while, before getting in the bed himself. This woke Psyche up and she faced the sleeping form of the God of Love, and she was also entranced by his beauty-"

Someone raised their hand, interrupting Mr. Tanner's lecture. He didn't approve of this.

"Yes, Darrell?"

"Sir, why does Psyche kind if look like Elena?" Darrell asked.

Mr. Tanner looked confused and looked at the picture in the book, so did everyone else. Then they all stared at me. Mr. Tanner looked at me questioningly.

"I don't know, son. Maybe Miss Gilbert could inform us on this?"

I looked around the class; everyone was looking at me with confused and amazed expressions. I turned back to the teacher; shrugging my shoulders trying to keep a cool expression.

"I have no idea. I'm just as surprised as everyone else." I stated.

Mr. Tanner looked like he didn't believe me, but just nodded his head. He opened his mouth to continue but the bell rang, signaling all of us to gather our things to go home. He huffed, before I left the classroom.

That was the strangest lesson ever; I'm going to have to tell Natalie about it. Speaking of her; she basically comes running into me with an excited expression on her face. She was jumping up and down.

"Whoa, Nat," I said grabbing her shoulders to stop her, "why you so excited?"

"I'm excited because Tyler Lockwood asked me to go with him to the bonfire tonight!" She nearly screeched.

I looked flabbergasted, she had a crush on Tyler since 3rd grade, and this is big!

"Oh my God, Nat," I pulled into a hug, "that is amazing!"

"I know!"

We pulled away from each other; both having a big grin plastered on our faces. I gripped her hands.

"So we're going to double date tonight?" I smirked.

Natalie nodded eagerly, and we walked out the school; arms linked. I was going to spend the night at her house, so we clamored into her small Toyota. I was lost into conversation with her. I think we were talking about we were going to wear tonight. The whole I still felt like I was being watched. I looked out my window to see only passing scenery. So I shook it off and continued to talk to Natalie.

We moved on to my relationship with Matt, and we turned serious.

"So, have you told him yet?" Natalie asked, keeping her eyes on the road.

"No, I haven't," I looked at my knees, "I don't think I can."

She scoffed, but not in a mean way.

"Elena! You can't keep leading him on," she scolded. "If you do, when you break up with him, he will be seriously hurt. You don't want that do you?"

She sounded like mom, and it was so annoying because she was so good at it.

"No, I don't."

"Then tell him tonight. Just get it over with, you know what I mean?" She suggested, more like commanded.

"I think I'll do it tomorrow at the mall, I don't want to hurt tonight." I was stalling and she knew it.

She lightly hit me on the arm, all still driving.

"The longer you put it off, the harder it's going to be. You've been putting it off for, like, a month now!"

I sighed, I hated when Natalie was right about these kinds of things. And especially since it is my relationship that's at stake here. But I didn't want to fight with her.

"You're right, Nat," I finally admitted, "I'll break it off with him tonight."

"Good," she looked at me for a split second before sighing, "I just like seeing this hurt, Lena, and it tears me up."

I smiled; I really had such an amazing best friend.

We finally pulled up at her house. The journey took longer than it usually it did; and she lived on the other side of town. We climbed out the car and walked up the porch. Natalie unlocked the front door and walked in with me right behind her.

"Are your folks still out of town?" I asked.

Nat nodded her head.

We walked up the stairs and turned right and walked into her bedroom that was painted baby blue. She changed it from pink. Natalie could never make up her mind, I chuckled at this. She smiled when she saw I realized the change (again).

We hadn't noticed that it was six o'clock now and we rushed to get ready. I borrowed some of her clothes. I wore a denim mini skirt, a purple tank top and a pair of heels. Natalie did my hair into a side plait, and I did the same to her.

When we were outside, she locked the door and walked as fats we could – in heels – to her car. We sped off to the forest where the bonfire was being held.

When we arrived; half of the student body was drunk off their asses, some were around the big fire dancing. I could hear the blare of the music through the trees. While we walked to the site, Natalie started to bounce again; the closer we got. I rolled my eyes.

We finally got there and Tyler saw us. Natalie waved; he waved back with a lop-sided grin. He tapped Matt's shoulder and they walked over to us. Tyler wrapped his arm over Natalie and Matt pulled me into a hug.

"Hello, you two. Where have you guys been, we were so lonely." Tyler slurred slightly.

Nat really knows how to pick them. I got lost in translation, while Tyler and Nat spoke. While they were talking; she shot me a look as if to say now's your chance! Go tell Matt how you feel.

I nodded and she turned her attention back to Tyler. I started to pull Matt away but he was reluctant.

"I need to talk to you." I said blankly.

He looked a bit confused at this, but he still followed me away from the crowd. When I was certain we were far away from ear shot, I turned and faced Matt; but I kept my face blank. For his sake, at least.

I sighed.

"Matt, I need to tell you something." I was trying to come up with a way to break it to him gently, but nothing came to mind. It's like my brain didn't want to work.

"Yeah, what is it?" He was optimistic.

"It's about are relationship," I decided to just let it all out, "Matt, you're a great guy. And it makes it hard to tell you that we can't be together, we're so different."

I inhaled and exhaled deeply. Matt stared at me with astonishment and hurt, partly there was anger in him.

"Elena, wh-what are you saying?" He was playing dumb, hoping that I didn't mean what I said.

I bet he just thinks I'm drunk or messing with him.

"Matt, I'm saying we need to break up, it's not working anymore" I said calmly.

"No, Elena," He just all of a sudden started to scream at me. But I wouldn't blame him. "You don't make it work! You know, this is just like you; always giving up on everything.
Tyler was right: I never should've dated you in the first place. Because I would always be the one who puts the effort in everything. Did you even love me? Or was an object to make you more popular?"

I stared at him; I was completely shocked at this.

"No Matt, I did love you! But that not the kind of relationship I want!" I snapped.

"What kind of relationship do you want, because I will give it to you?" He was begging now.

"You can't Matt. Because our relationship will always be in the spotlight, and I don't want that," I smiled sympathetically, "I'm sorry, Matt, but it's over."

I started to walk away, but he grabbed my arm and I faced him again.

"You are such a bitch." He yelled.

Then he slapped me hard across the face. My head snapped to the side and I heard gasps from behind me. My hand fell on the burning side of my face and I faced spectators who had been watching this whole fiasco. Unwilling tears escaped my eyes as I ran deeper into the forest away from everything.

I just ran and ran until I felt safe; away from everything. I stopped for a brief moment to catch my breath. Then I couldn't on deeper into the woods.

I couldn't see anything when I tripped down a hill. I went tumbling down and along the way I knocked my head hard against an unknown rock. When I finally stopped rolling and I lay on my back on the ground; it was only then that I felt liquid on my left leg and seeping on my stomach. I looked up, painfully, and saw I stabbed myself in the stomach and leg when rolling down the hill.

But I couldn't feel it, my whole body just suddenly went so numb and my eye lids felt so heavy. I managed to pull myself against a tree.

The next things happened so slowly yet so fast at the same time. A bright light suddenly shown in the distance and a figure stood right in front of me. I looked up and squinted. I couldn't see the face, but it looked the silhouette of man.

"Elena! Where are you?" I heard cries in the distance.

I realized that those cries were my friends looking for me. I looked to my left and saw the faint light of torches coming closer. I turned back to face the man who now was leaning down and closer to me. He brushed a strand of stray hair away from my face and he cupped his hand on my cheek. I swear I could see him smiling.

"My Elena, my Psyche. You have grown so beautiful." He leaned closer and gently kissed me on m lips.

His lips ghosted mine and it felt strangely good.

Then everything faded into blackness; nothingness.

So what you guys think so far?

It's not so good in my opinion, but what matters is what you think. Please review!

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