"You'll run back to him one day, you know." Caroline teased over the table as we sat having our weekly lunch. Ever since Bonnie left, Caroline and I had made this arrangement for a girls day once a week, the only thing was that neither one of us ever said anything about it, we just sorta made it a new thing. We would window shop, grab coffee, eat a meal out, do things together, but always make time for the other person. It felt so strange only having her there, but I couldn't complain because she was the only female friend all I had left from my pre-vampire days.
"Caroline, how many times do I have to tell you Stefan and I are not a thing anymore?" I insisted, I would always love Stefan but never in that form again.
"You say that now.. So tell me then, how's it going with Damon?" She asked, not that she would honestly know. Caroline called maybe a few times a week now that she was back at collage again and I was here in Mystic Falls for the time being. I promised her I would look into next term, but now just didn't feel right to go off again.
"Perfect.. Nothing else can describe it." I informed, feeling myself going red from even the thought of Damon.
"He has you wrapped around his finger, Elena." Caroline replied, and I knew from her tone a eye roll had been included without even looking up at her.
"Yeah.." I trailed off. At moments like this, the fact that Tyler and Caroline had broken things off made it awkward because I could normally just ask how things were going but that would kill her good mood. After their breakup, I spent at least two weeks just staying with her and eating ice cream because she was a absolute mess. "Want to go now?" I added.
"Yeah, sure." She agreed, and we headed out into town for the rest of our day.
Walking into the Salvatore home, I automatically called out to see who was home. "Hello? Guys, I'm back!" I yelled, praying nobody would respond as I was in desperate need of a shower.
"Hey Elena." I heard Stefan call from the den.
"Hi Stefan." I hadn't actually spoken to him alone ever since he had gotten his memory back, and I knew I couldn't avoid him forever. Heading into the den, I saw him lounging on one of the leather sofas with a glass of whiskey in his hand, no surprise there. Sitting down across from him, I smiled and crossed my legs.
"So how was Caroline?" He questioned, not looking at me but the drink in his hand.
"We both had a good time, she's better.." I shrugged. How could she be better when Bonnie died and Tyler broke up with her for the 100th time?
"The two of you are helping each other grief, that's the reason behind it." Stefan acknowledged sounding like a wise, charming poet.
"I suppose, if you count shopping and coffee to be grief counseling." I sarcastically replied through a smile.
Smiling back, Stefan looked up at me, "It must be a woman thing."