(a/n)- Just a short one-shot drabble to try to overcome writers block. This is my first Vampire Diaries fic. Please review:) I hope it's ok because, like I mentioned, I have slight writers block.

Yet again, Elena Gilbert was left alone at her house with way too much free time on her hands, which was bad. For as long as possible she tried her best to avoid the dreaded thinking, for it was proven to be her worst enemy at times. She would think of things that were unwanted, forbidden territory so to speak. If she even let one thought slip, it would lead to serious pondering, bad idea. Because pondering lead to realizations, which lead to regretting. Regretting could lead to depression, and so on after that.

Elena's had her fair share of all of that.

So, instead, she preoccupied herself. Elena wandered aimlessly through the too-empty house, longing for company. If she had that it could take her mind off things for awhile. Unfortunately, Meredith and Bonnie were both intertwined with their own events. Elena tried not to think badly of them for that. Elena soon found herself pretending to be very interested in the bright flowers in her aunt's indigo vase. For her own benefit, she studied the colors that varied in the vase. There was rich golden marigolds, a succulent scent waifing from the center. In direct comparison was dark burgundy roses, the color of blood. That snapped Elena out of her forced non-thinking.

For the blood reminded her of the very topic she was trying to avoid.

Stephan.Well, and his gorgeous brother, Damon. Every time she even slipped up thinking about them when she wasn't forcing herself into speciality or pointless activities, she asks herself the same question lingering in her brain that very moment. Did I make the right choice? Elena didn't exact make it official that she chose Stephan, in fact, it wasn't even a question of who (between Stephan and Damon) she would chose asked out loud. But everyone knew the answer by how she acted, drifting to Stephan close than before, etc.

But ever since she chose Stephan she regretted it the slightest bit. It was no question of whether she loved Damon or not, because she did. She just couldn't help it. Though some might say she hated him, like she herself thought she did at first, too. But there was something behind the lashing words she threw at him, something behind the blind passion that was actually some sort of twisted love. Ever since she met him she felt drawn to him. Like gravity itself wanted them to be together. When she first met Damon she thought of him as an obstacle, or rather, the antagonist. She thought of it as regular fairy tales, with someone in the way of the handsome prince marrying her right away. Someone purely evil, wanting her for it's own personal uses.

But the thing was, the thing most people don't even get, Damon wasn't evil. There was an edge to him, behind his wicked smile and evil-like intents. Elena was the only one to see that Damon wasn't actually how he appeared to others. He was just a scarred boy deep inside, longing to get out but scared to show others this side of him.

Elena felt blooming passion in her chest like a rose. but she also felt the thorns digging into her heart as she knew Damon might never be able to show the soft side of him, not even to her. The thorns dug in deeper, making her cry out with all the emotional pain overwhelming her.

Can I ever chose between them without rueing the decision? Elena referred to the two vampire brothers, asking herself the impossible riddle. But she already knew the answer, cringing as it dawn at her for not the first time.

No.

(a/n)- How did people like it? Was it ok? I'm a little dusty because it's been awhile since I read the books. Please review. (That means press the green button below)