Disclaimer: I have absolutely no rights to the show or the characters in it! All I have is the plot and my 1 character addition, who is based off of a former girlfriend of mine. *sniff* I wish I owned the show...things would've turned out a lot differently at the end on Season 5...
I know it's kind of short, sorry. I'm trying my best. First published story, plz don't be mean!
Chapter 1
APOV
It was a particularly peaceful day in Mystic Falls. The sun was shining brightly, everyone was taking their time getting places, and every household was fairly quiet...mostly. The Salvatore bordinghouse was another story alltogether, especially with all the yelling going on...
"YOU COMPLETE ASS! YOU KNEW THAT IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN THIS WAY!" That was a veeeerrry drunk Stefan Salvatore. He was yelling at sober (but seriously pissed) Damon. He wasn't even sure what Stefan was on about. All he knew was that it probaby wasn't his fault, and Stefan was just blaming him because he didn't want to admit it was actually himself that caused whatever crisis had arisen. So, he yelled back.
"I DIDN'T DO A DAMNED THING STEFAN! WHATEVER IT WAS, I DIDN'T DO IT!" Damon took a deep breath and attempted to calm himself. It only worked enough to get him to lower his voice. "I get that you're upset about Elena being turned into a vampire, and that apparently something happened that drove you to drink, but you better sober up and deal with it before you do something you'll regret."
Damon sped out of the room and out to his car. He went to the only place he could think of...
EPOV
I feel bad...I mean, I didn't exactly let him down easy...
Flashback
I walked into the bordinghouse, and straight up to Stefan's room. I really need to talk to him. Honestly, I don't want to be human again. Yes, being a vampire takes some getting used to, and I'm not exactly happy about biting people, but all Stefan talks about is 'fixing' me. I'm sick of it! The only person I can talk to about it without them not liking me this way is Damon! He seems perfectly fine with my transition, and everyone else is freaking out!
I got to Stefan's room and walked in. He was sitting on his bed, obviously thinking about something important. 'Probably how to fix me' I thought. I sat next to him and he finally seemed to acknowledge my presence. He smiled at me briefly, his expression one of pity. I mentally rolled my eyes, he was acting like something positively horrible had happened to me.
"Hey Elena. I was just thinking-"I cut him off.
"We need to talk." He looked confused, but nodded for me to continue. "I think we need to take a break." Stefan's eyes widened, and he spoke trying to stop her from doing what he knew she was trying to.
"What? Come on Elena. Think this through! I just want to help you! You weren't meant to be this person, and I want you to go back to the way you were! You never wanted to be a vampire!" Now I actually did roll my eyes.
"No, I didn't. I thought being a vampire would change me and make me do things I would never do as a human. I was right. As a human, I never would've been able to admit that you aren't the guy I've wanted my whole life! I could never really see us having a future together, Stefan! You never really listened to what I wanted! You painted a picture of me in your head based on the girl you watched the summer after her parent's death. I'm NOT that person! I was completely different before that! All you talk about is wanting to 'fix' me. Well guess what, I don't need to be fixed! I LIKE being a vamire! I have clarity I've never known before. I know what I want and I'm ready to admit it. I will NOT go back to being that scared little girl that was afraid to admit what she really wants! We're done, Stefan. You can't love me like this, so I won't let you change me just so you can." With that, I turned and sped out of the house and back to my car.
I went straight home and collapsed on my bed, exhausted.
End Flashback
I sighed. 'Maybe I should call and apologise. That was harsh.' I had been debating this back and forth for almost two hours now.
I heard a knock on my window. I lifted my head enough to see that Damon was there, waiting to be let in. I got up and opened my window, and went right back to sitting on my bed. At least Damon would take my mind off of everything with Stefan. He was always good at that.
"Hey 'Lena. Bad day?" I shrugged.
"I don't wanna talk about it. What about you? You look tired." Now he shrugged.
"Just Stefan being Stefan. We got into a fight, he was drunk, I almost bashed his face in. Pretty normal exsept for the fact that he was seriously wasted. He's extra broody today though, wonder why..." I sighed. Wow, I really gotta stop doing that.
"Can we talk about something not related to Stefan? He's been grating on my last nerve." A look of comprehension dawmed on Damon's face (his very handsome face), and he smirked.
"So that's why he's day drinking. Trouble in paradise?" I rolled my eyes and got up. I walked downstairs, Damon trailing behing me. "Okay, I get it. Sensative subject. We'll takabout something else!" We got to the kitchen, and before I could do or say anything, Damon gripped my waist and swiftly set me on the island, facing the sink. "What do you want for dinner?" I gaped at him.
"What? What are you doing?" Damon's hand's slid down from my waist to my thighs, then slipped back down to his sides.
"I'm going to make you dinner. You look like you need something to distract you from your romantic troubles." As he said this, he moved aroung the kitchen, grabbing things seemingly at random. I knew better than that though. I tried to get down, but Damon was back to me in an instant, making sure I didn't go anywhere.
"At least let me help, Damon. I'm not completely useless in the kitchen." Damon smirked.
"Oh, I know you're not." I whacked him on the arm. He laughed. "Look, you want to help? Sit right here with that cute little ass of yours and let me do this. I already know what I'm going to make, and I want it to be a surprise." I huffed and decided that it was pointless to try to argue with him. He was way too stubborn. I nodded and made myself comfortable.
