Elena Gilbert felt horrible. There was nothing in the entire world that could bring him back, and that killed her. The worst part, was that her biological father had found him there, in the middle of the forrest. She couldn't even think about what had happened to him. She had never wanted anything bad to happen to him. What Stefan didn't know was that she wanted to turn. She was going to tell him that night. But she didn't have the chance.

She had just gotten out of the mind frame of being okay with life again, then here it was, being stripped from her hands once again. Elena hoped, and even prayed that Stefan was still alive. John didn't bring his body, she hoped that it was a distraction, but it wasn't. John kept telling her that he wasn't coming back.

When Jenna asked her where Stefan had went, the only thing that she could tell her was that he had left to go visit family in Italy. Jenna took the lie and didn't ask anymore questions. Once Elena went to school the next day, she told Caroline the truth, knowing damn well that Bonnie would be glad to be rid of a vampire in Mystic Falls. Her blonde friend comforted her as she cried, she felt helpless and weak, and it wasn't helping that she hand't eaten at all for the past few days.

As soon as she walked into her history class and saw Alaric, the same wave of guilt hit her. He had no idea what was going on, and she wanted to keep it that way, until Jenna mentioned something to Alaric about it. Hopefully, that would be later than sooner. Elena sat down in her usual desk, doing her best to act like she did before the weekend's events had unfolded. She did her best, taking notes on World War One. Elena focused on her notes, and managed to act normal. Everything was going according to plan until the end of class bell rang. "Miss. Gilbert, can I speak to you for a second?" He asked her. Closing her notebook, she took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and not jump to conclusions. "Where is Stefan?"

'Everything is going to be fine, Lie to him, just like you did to Jenna.' Elena told herself, however, that is not how her body reacted to his questions. Taking a deep breath, she did the best that she could to keep back the tears. "He is dead." She said to him in a whisper. She couldn't believe that she had just spoken those words aloud. She had been denying them for so long, she thought that they went true, when in fact, they were. Elena left the classroom without another word. She headed straight for her car, even though she knew that Alaric was right behind her, wanting to talk to her about what she had just told him. Once she got to her car, she threw her things inside of car and sat down in the drivers seat. She banged her fist against the steering wheel.

Taking a deep breath, she started her car and began to drive. She had no idea where she was heading, she just drove. Probably circling the town a hundred times before ending up at the one place that she never expected to end up today, or probably ever again. The Salvatore Boarding House. She shut off the engine of her car and got out of it. Walking over to the other side of the car, she leaned against it. Looking at the home, knowing that she would probably never see the inside of it ever again. She could remember all of the pleasant memories that she had had in the home. Elena smiled as she remembered most of them.

Her mind suddenly went to Damon, she wondered how he was taking all of this, if he even had known what had happened. She knew that he had to know. She took one last look at the home before stepping away from her car. Something caught her eye. The door to the boarding house had opened and Damon stood at the door, hesitant to go greet her. Elena was almost in shock that he was there, but she shook her head. He had probably heard her pull up and was wondering why she hadn't come inside. Without another thought, Elena got back into her car and drove back to her home. Once she saw Alaric's car she knew that she would have to speak, and that was something she didn't want to do, expecially since she knew so little about what had happened. She got out of her car and walked towards her home. As soon as she walked into the door, Alaric was there wanting to know what had happened.

"I dont know Ric, John was the one who told me about what happened. If you want details ask him." She responded to his question. She walked up the stairs and to her room, closing the door behind her, having enough contact from people for the day. She pushed aside her homework, not feeling like completing it for the next day. Instead she wrote in her diary all about the events. She found it easier to write things than say anything. As she got lost in her words, she was to focused to notice Damon looking from the outside, in. Wondering why she hadn't come in earlier. He would have to talk to her later, if he didn't get to spend time with her because of his brother's death, he would find that hard. It was already killing him watching the woman that he loves cry over his deceased brother. But he was determined to change that. He needed to see the sparkle in her eyes again, and he was determined to see it.

Hey Guys!

Here is another new story! I hope yall like it!

It is Damon/Elena

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