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So this was it. His final goodbye, how could he manage the words? how could he say goodbye to her, the only girl he ever loved?

He had followed her home after she had healed Damon, she had kissed him and it hurt to watch but he knew her intentions were pure. She did love his older brother, that Stefan knew, but he couldn't admit that she might be better off without him, that she might be better off with his brother right now. Especially after what had just happened with Klaus in Alaric's loft. I don't feel like myself right now and Klaus had managed to pull a part of me out that I had been hiding from for the past 80 years. The ripper part of me was clawing its way back to the surface and I don't think I'm strong enough to hold it back any longer. But I have to say goodbye to her.

I climbed the tree up to her bedroom, a tree I had climbed countless times before and tapped on the glass. Elena was in her washroom brushing her hair, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid eyes on. She walked quickly to the window, she knew from Katherine's earlier delivery of Klaus' blood that Stefan should be gone, possibly forever.
Elena opened the window and ushered Stefan in.

They fell into each others embrace instantly. No words were needed to explain how they were both feeling. This was the last time she would ever see him, somehow she knew this. She wanted to hold him and never let him go. How was she supposed to let him go?

Stefan was struggling to keep it down. To prevent Elena from ever seeing the worst part of him, the part he hid from himself, but as he sat on Elena's floor clung to her, all he could think about was the sound of the blood pumping through her veins. She smelled divine, coppery, flowery and sweet, the best smell he had ever inhaled. He didn't even notice that while he was thinking of her blood he was in fact digging his canines into her neck. Elena was becoming weaker in his embrace and as her heart slowed Stefan came out of his reverie. Elena was in his arms, eyes shut, heart barely palpitating neck and tank top covered in her own blood. Stefan tried to contain himself but he could feel his ripper side fighting harder then it ever had before to have more of this unbelievable girl. For her to sustain him, make him live, and live he planned to.