Hi guys! I really hope that you enjoy the story! Just a few things that I need to make clear with you!
1. The dialogue that I use in the first chapter is mostly from the last episode of Season 4.
2. I do not own the Vampire Diaries, nor is the dialogue my own!
3. No I am not copying TVD! I simply love the episode and decided that there is no better way to say what was said in the episode! So I give props to the screenwriter/writers of TVD! You did an amazing job in my opinion.
4. This is just the beginning of the story! It's how I chose to begin the story and the next chapter will be up soon!
I promise that I am not going to continue to use TVD script. As i said it's just the way that I wanted this story to begin. With all that being said emphasis on "I DON'T OWN TVD NOR THE SCRIPT, NOR THE CHARACTERS!"
Enjoy! :) Please R&R!
Elena:
"I wanted to apologize," Damon said turning with a glass of bourbon clutched tightly in his hand to look at me as I walked into his room determined to lecture him about being so stupid as to not take the cure earlier when his life had depended on it. We were lucky that Klaus decided to show up for Caroline. If he weren't so irrevocably in love with her then Damon would be… I couldn't even think the word. What would I do if, after everything we've been through, I lost him?
"Good," I said crossing my arms and glaring at him across the small space that remained between us.
Damon owed me way more than an apology. He was willing to let me live without him all due to his pride and unwillingness to be weak… to be human.
"Let me finish. I said I wanted to," he says staring blankly at the fire burning in front of him and slowly turning to meet my demanding gaze, "and then I realized, I'm not sorry… "
I took a deep frustrated breath grasping what he was saying and trying desperately to remain calm and controlled. "Wait… So you would rather die than be human, and you expect me to be okay with that?" I say as tears swell my eyes at the thought of living in a world without Damon. Even with things as complicated as they are between Stefan, Damon, and I… I can't imagine a world without either of them.
"I didn't say I expected you to be okay with it. I just said I'm not sorry," he said. It's crazy how much his loaded one-liners could frustrate me. "But you know what I really am? Selfish. Because I make bad choices that hurt you. And yes! I would rather die than be human! I'd rather die right now than spend a handful of years with you only to lose you when I'm too old and sick and miserable and you're still you! I'd rather die right now than spend my last final years remembering how happy I was and how good I had it. Because that's who I am, Elena! And I'm not gonna change, and there's no apology in the world that encompasses all the reasons that I am wrong for you!"
I am utterly shocked, and it's in that moment that the cloud of confusion that has been hovering over me lifts. There is no doubt about how I feel, and suddenly the words that I've held back since I turned my emotions back on come flooding out of my mouth.
"Fine. Then I'm not sorry either. I'm not sorry that I met you. I'm not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything! That in death you're the one that made me feel most alive. You've been a terrible person. You've made all the wrong choices and of all the choices that I have made this will prove to be the worst one, but I am not sorry that I am in love with you!" I say looking deep into those bright blue eyes that I love so much. The weight of the words that we've just spoken hangs in the air and the tears begin to swell my eyes yet again. "I love you, Damon."
I see the tears swell in his eyes to and everything feels right in that moment. He crosses the space between us in two confident strides and cups the sides of my face with his strong yet gentle hands and pulls me to him his lips meeting mine in a passion filled, bruising kiss. In that moment, there is no one but Damon and I. Every doubt that I had about us is proven wrong in that kiss, the sire bond, and my feelings for Stefan. There is no wrong or right. There is just us.
Stefan:
"I love you, Damon." Elena says.
It's as if right then, in that moment when Elena confirmed her feeling for Damon, the light was ripped from my existence. Elena is the soul reason that I am still me. Her faith, my love for her, it's what brought me back from the brinks of my own personal hell. After Katherine, my life had no meaning. I did what I pleased with no regard for the lives that I took. Humans were weak and existed only for my pleasure and to quench the never-ending thirst that this life brought me.
Then I came to Mystic Falls. Just passing through when I heard the squealing of tires, and the explosion of water as her parents' car submerged in the lake. With the newly found compassion for human life that Lexi gave me, I found myself there, at the scene of the accident. Before I knew it I was in the water trying to save them. Once I reached the car it was clear that the driver and passenger couldn't be saved, but it was as if gravity was pulling me toward the teenage girl in the back seat. The girl who, had I not known better, looked to be Katherine Pierce.
If there was ever a doubt that there was such a thing as a never-ending pain for a vampire, it was removed in that moment. Those four words had just ripped through my undead heart. History was repeating itself, and once again I was on the losing side.
My life. My family. Katherine. Lexi. Elena. I have lost everything that I've ever cared about. Elena was the one. She was my reason to want to keep on living this miserable never-ending existence. Once again, I'd lost her to my brother. This time, however, the sire bond couldn't be an excuse. There's nothing manipulating her feelings. This was real. Right then I wanted nothing more than to not feel this ripping shuttering through me. To not feel this loss again. It hurt too much, and this time there is no one to bring me back. What reason do I have to want to be here anymore? The one reason that I have has just ripped my heart out yet again.
Realization hit me. I have to turn it off. Everything. I have to flip the switch on my emotions. My humanity.
"Now who's eavesdropping?" Lexi said sliding her hand to rest on my shoulder.
The veil between the spirit world and our world is still up. She's still here with me. In that moment, she's the one thing that can keep me centered. Soon though, she'll be ripped away from me again too. Soon I'll be alone. That's one thing that's certain.
"What if Elena… was the one?" I ask Lexi hoping that she can somehow find a way to make me feel at least a moments of peace as she always seems to do. That's one thing about Lexi, she never let's me drown in self-pity. She always knows just what to say and just how much to push me.
"She was. And she will always be an epic love," she says sliding her hand under my chin and turning my face so that I was looking up at her, "Contrary to popular belief there are actually multiple ones- especially for a vampire. The only way to find another is to let go and move on."
"Let's go! Right now! Lets leave this dreadful, miserable town and travel the world! We could go to Europe.. New York! Come on! Just you and me! Like old times!" I say. As I suddenly realize that the hand that I was just gripping for support and comfort is no longer there. My hand rest on my shoulder, and the comfort of my best friend is no longer. The one person who could've brought me comfort and helped me cope is gone. Again.
"You are my epic love…" I whisper. For the first time, I realize that the words I've spoken couldn't be more right. Lexi is the one person in my whole existence that has remained constant and hasn't broken my heart.
She's gone again though, and she wouldn't want me to waste my time grieving for her again. Everything happens for a reason, and yeah it hurts right now, but I'll survive. After all the thing we undead do best is survive…