Chapter Three
Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of the characters from the show – no copy write infringement is intended. Episode 2, Season 1 quote is used below.
As the room comes into focus I realize that I am finally alone – all alone and the incessant beating has stopped. The only sound I can hear is the blood from the gash above my eyelid dripping into puddles on the ground. That will stop in a minute, I think, and then the sound in the boardinghouse will be beyond quiet.
Plop… I miss the days when the three of us were here together, often at odds, but still talking, laughing, arguing, doing something.
Plop…Now the quiet I use to crave when Damon and Elena were together is all encompassing – it is pressing on me from all sides, making me almost claustrophobic with its lack of life.
Plop…Damon must have left after beating me into oblivion. He never was any good and waiting around to see what his demonstration resulted in. I almost wish he would have listened more, seen more of what has gone one since that fateful night when Elena supposedly "chose" me.
Plop…So silly when you think about, but to Damon it was monumental, life altering. Elena didn't really choose anyone. She merely turned towards comforting arms, arms that she knew held no questions, that needed no apologizes or decisions to be made.
Plop… I really should move, get up and wipe away the memories of another Salvatore squabble, but I can't. Lying here, thinking of her is making me remember so much that I have been conveniently forgetting.
Plop… I remember the way she looked at Damon that first time she met him. Her eyes glazed over just a little bit – he couldn't see it, but I knew deep down I would never have that look turned on me. She loved him even then, when she professed to love me. I think she wanted so much to love me because I was safer then Damon in the long run.
Plop… I remember I asked her what she would write in her dairy, way back in the beginning, and she said "Don't take risks. Stick with the status quo. No drama, now is just not the time." I thought when she said that it was in reference to not wanting to start a relationship with me – but looking back I see that it was an excuse that she built her whole life on. She wanted to be safe, loved, protected from all the drama and tragedy that had followed her around her whole life.
Plop…I'm beginning to under – she never really loved me in the same epic way that I fell for her. She loved me as the safe option, the one that would always save her just in the nick of time. The one that would always help her find a way back to the normal she so needed. Funny to think that a vampire would ever be someone's normal, but that is definitely what I have become for Elena.
"Stefan! Are you here?" The door to the boardinghouse opens to the beautiful, blond, Caroline Forbes. "What happened here? What is going on?"
"A significant turning point in the lives of the Salvatore brother, Caroline. That's all." A sigh escapes my mouth as I slowly make my way to my feet. "Today I realized how big of a fool I have been. And how much I am to blame for everything that has occurred. But I think, together, we can show them the way."
And with that, and a questioning look from a friend, I set about getting my brother and the love of my life back together.
Authors Note: Ok… Sorry it has taken me so long to get back to writing this fanfiction. I have a lot going on in the last year and things have gotten a little off track for me personally. I still have plans to finish but I don't know when. Hopefully you like where this is going – if you haven't guessed I am team Damon and Elena. I love them together – they just seem like they are in love. I hope you agree. Enjoy the story and please review if you have time. Thanks