A/N I don't own the vampire diaries or any of the characters but it doesn't stop me hoping ok. This isbefore after Elena's transition but it doesn't really matter which episode. I've only watched up to episode 2 though (I live in the uk:() ok, enjoy:)
It's Delena by the way:)
"I can't do this anymore Stefan, I need a break," I whispered, tears streaming down my face as the lump in my throat got bigger.
Stefan looked at me blankly, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I could see my words registering as his face changed. "What are you saying? Are you breaking up with me?" He asked me in anger. He had no right to be angry, he was the one who started it.
"Yes," I answered firmly as I gathered my coat and walked quickly out of the door, more tears escaping my eyes. I thought I could trust him, I thought that he would never hurt me. I was wrong...I should never have thought we could be happy together forever. It was all a mistake. I ran out of house and into my car quickly, not knowing where I was even going. I drove away, trying to see through my tears. Somehow I managed to end up at the cemetery, somewhere I used to go a lot...in another life. In my old life, where vampires didn't exist and the biggest problem in my life was my parents death and my brothers depression.
I walked slowly over to my parents grave stone and sat down against the familiar tree that seemed to fit perfectly with my body.
"I miss you so much," I whispered, hoping I would hear something back. There never was a reply though. For a while I just sat and looked at the grave, remembering the old life I used to have, the happy life I used to have. It seemed like it were a million years away now. Everything was so complicated without them.
"Elena?" I heard a familiar voice ask behind me, snatching me out of my daze. I wiped my tears quickly and turned around to see Damon, his expression softer than usual. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," I replied automatically, turning back again.
"Do you ever get bored of lying like that?" He sighed and sat down next to me.
"I'm fine," I repeated, swallowing the familiar lump in my throat. I didn't realise how good I was getting at holding back my tears, how I wasn't crying in front of him I don't know. I guess I was just used to pretending I was ok.
"I don't believe you," he said, nudging my elbow slightly.
"What are you even doing here anyway?" I asked, my eyes not leaving the engraved letters on my parents grave.
"Thought I should visit my old buddy Rick, bet he's getting lonely in the mud all by himself," he said, always the comedian.
"You miss him," I stated.
"Nope, I don't do stuff like that, you know that."
I shook my head, not even being able to form the energy to argue with him. Of course he missed him, they were friends. We all missed him.
"What's going on? I know somethings wrong, you're not even trying to get me to admit it," I saw his head turn to me from the corner of my eye.
Suddenly I couldn't keep it in anymore. My tears escaped, a lot more than I was expecting, and I could barely breath. I put my head in my hands as if he wouldn't be able to see I was crying. I felt him get closer to me and his leather jacket rustled against my shuddering body, telling me I was in his arms.
"Shh...what is it Elena?" he soothed me gently, squeezing me tighter as I buried myself into his shirt.
"We had a fight," I choked out through sobs. "I broke up with him."
It's gonna be ok," he whispered in my ear. After that he just let me cry on him, not being able to say anything. After a while my body stopped shaking and my breathing slowed a little. Before I knew it my eyelids were closing and I was falling into unconsciousness. I vaguely felt my body being lifted and carried into somewhere warm before I fell into a restless sleep.
You'll get used to my short chapters haha. Please tell me what you think&thanks for reading:)