Chapter 2-
I shut the door of the car and ran my hands through my hair. Could she be right? I mean, I have always knew that Damon cared for Elena, maybe a little to much. But would Elena let him kiss her now? I see no reason why she wouldn't. Maybe she has given up full hope about me. Those thoughts haunted me now, more than before. I had to see her.
I drove down the familiar road. The trees, the animals, it all seemed too real to be reality. I've been gone from it for so long. When I saw my house I couldn't help but gasp, and hope that my brother hadn't already kissed Elena; again. I parked the car, and walked up to the familiar dark brown door with shiny wooden finish. I was about to knock when the door swung open and I was face to face with Elena. She had her keys in her hand and looked like she was the one coming hunting for me.
"Stefan?" She said in a weak voice, unable to pull fake from reality. "Is that really you?"
I couldn't talk. Tears bulged in my eyes, I tightened my lips in a straight line and silently nodded, unable to speak or move.
"Oh god, Stefan," She hugged me, in that way that I remember, the sweet sent of her hair and...her blood. I hugged her back, fighting more than ever to not tear her apart. Maybe my compulsion was wearing off. I could feel a slight throbbing feeling of a little part of me that cared for this girl hugging me. She sobbed against my chest, and all I could do was stand there and hold her. The world was spinning around me, my heart pumping fast and hard. This was really happening.
"Stefan," She grabbed my face, "I've missed you so much!" She choked out through violent sobs.
A normal couple that have been separated for this long would probably be heading for the bedroom right now. But for Elena and I, all we could do was hug for this moment. Making it extra special by wanting more each second.
She pulled me inside, and I sat down on the couch. The couch that I had hardly remembered. Elena came down and sat beside me.
"Where's Damon?" I wondered out loud.
"He should be back soon, He and Katherine were trying to find Michael." She said, looking at me.
Elena suddenly kissed me. More powerful and longing than ever before. Our tears fell down our cheeks and mixed together at our lips. Her tongue slid in my mouth, kissing me rougher, fiercer. I pulled back.
"Elena, I can't-"
"Stefan. Don't worry. If we have to go through all the steps to help you be healthy again, we will. I won't stop until you're back to your old self," She said, glancing around the room, the grabbed the envelope opener and slit open her finger. Warm, pulsating blood trickled out. "A little bit each day? Don't you remember Stefan?" She put her finger in front of my mouth, and regretfully, and longingly, I took it in.
The blood slid down my throat, sizzling in my stomach, I knew I only had a few seconds left before Elena took her finger back, so I made the best of it. When she pulled it back, I looked away. My eyes still crinkling and showing my veins through.
"Stefan, Don't hide from me." She grabbed my face, turning it towards her. "I love you no matter what."
"But, Damon-" I said, trying not to believe her.
"Damon what? He's not you Stefan. It will always be you Stefan." She kissed my cheek, quietly whispering, "Its always been you."