A/N: So soooorrryyyyy. OMIGOD. I feel bad for the long wait. Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

I decided to stay in a hotel room last night. I really didn't feel like facing Stefan after that. I need to talk to him though, I really do. I check my phone for any messages.

Caroline: Elena, I'm really sorry!

Caroline: I didn't know!

Caroline: please tell us where you are

Caroline: we're worried!

Ugh! She's not going to stop, so I send a message back.

Elena: I'm at a hotel. I'm going back to mystic falls. Tell Stefan that I'll look into the hybrid thing and that I say good bye.

This is my goodbye. I'll leave Mystic Falls for good. What ever you do, Caroline, do not tell him why I came here. Okay? I press send and wait a reply. Riiiiiiiinngg! I press answer,"Hello?"

"Elena," stefan sighs in relief,"Are you okay? Where are you? Do you need me to pick you up?"

"Stefan, I'm fine, I-"

"Caroline told me- why you came and all," he confesses.

"I know it doesn't change anything!"

"But Elena," he begins.

"Stefan, I love you. But I want you, matter of fact, need you to be happy. So I'm leaving here," I say.

"Why? Why are you leaving here to go back there?"

"I'm not going back to Mystic Falls Stefan."

"Elena.."

"No, Stefan. It's for the best and you know it. You have Rose, okay? I'm sure you're really happy and I'm glad-" Stefan cuts me off.

"Where are you? At least let me see you one last time," He tries to compromise.

"I don't know, Stefan," I say wearily. Having a nagging feeling that once I see his face, I'll stay. But I don't want to stay!

"C'mon 'Lena!" He urges.

"Fine…I'm at the Hilton, room 401," I reply.

"Okay, I'll see you soon."

"Yeah."

I wait about 5 minutes before I hear a knock at my door. I get up to go answer it, "Stefan, I-" Wait, she is Not Stefan. I opened the door to a dirty blonde headed woman with bright blue eyes. But boy, does she look mad.

"You listen to me, "'Lena" Stefan is mine. Not yours, he was, not is, hear me? Leave right now and never come back, I know he's coming to meet you and I know all about you choosing his brother. You know, he was perfectly happy with me. He loves me. Leave," and with that she storms off.

"Nice to meet you too, Rose," I mutter. What a bitch! But she's right, I need to leave. I grab my bag and grab a pen and piece of paper from my night table.

Stefan,

I decided I couldn't bear to see you and not not go. I love you so much Stefan. Be happy. And know, I'm out there and I'll be waiting. One day you'll find me again.

Yours always.

~Elena

I leave the note taped to the door. I grab my bag and walk down the stairs to the parking lot. I call a cab. I step into the cab and say, "Chicago Airport, please." The driver nods. Tears start streaming down my face as I look out the window. Where to? Paris? Rome? Maybe New Zealand? "Good bye, Stefan," I whisper.