"Oh God Stefan! Why?" Elena said, burying her face into Damon's chest. She would have fallen if it weren't for Damon supporting her.
Why the hell did you do that Stefan?" Damon now asked.
"It was the only choice. I took too much. She was going to die!" Stefan anger in his eyes had turned to guilt.
"You could have just given her a little of your blood and she would have been good to go!"
"No! It was too late, I took too much." Stefan looked at the body. "It was the only choice." He repeated.
"Then you should have let her die! That's how it works. You're born, and you die." Stefan's face lowered. "Get her out of here before she wakes up." Damon said, now looking down at Elena, he could hear Stefan leaving with Vickie.
"Let's go sweetheart." He whispered to Elena. She looked up at him with her big eyes and shook her head slightly. Damon was confused. He tilted his head to one said and wrinkled his eyebrows.
"It's my fault." She said.
"No it's not. You didn't do anything."
"Exactly! I didn't do anything! I should have saved her!" Elena was now crying more.
"There was no way, and no one expected you to."
"Just take me home. please?" She asked. Collapsing again into his arms.
"Anything for you, love." He said and lifted her into his arms. He decided to take the back way to the car so no one would ask questions. Even if they did run into anybody, he could just say she drank too much. They made it to the car without a problem. Elena slept through the ride home. Once at her house, Damon carried Elena to her bedroom, thankful that Elena had invited him in months before. He set her on her bed and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you Elena. Now and forever." He whispered softly before leaving. He had a huge mess to clean up.
TheNext Morning (Sunday); Mystic Falls, Virginia
Dear Diary,
It's been a while, but things have just been so crazy that I almost forgot about you. First thing you may not know: Vampires are thought first terrified me, but now, somehow, it makes sense. Don't ask me how, it just does. The only thing I know for sure anymore is that I love Damon. He is everything I've ever wanted. Then there's Stefan. I don't love him, obviously, but I do have feelings for him. Not feelings of love, but of sorrow. He loses control and he can't stop it. You can tell he hates that part of him. And honestly, I hate that part of him too. That part turned Vickie Donovan, who I've known since childhood, into a vampire. Speaking of her, I'm not even sure if she's completed the transition yet. Damon probably has it covered. There is only one thing I'm not sure of with Damon: Does he really care that much about people, like Vickie? Or is he doing it all for me? Not saying that would be a bad thing, but am I forcing him to be something he's not? Or am I helping him? Maybe he wants to change, he just didn't know how to. Well, if that's the case, then I'll be there every step of the way. He's my guardian angel. I should stop writing, I'm beginning to feel sick. Not throw-up sick, but just not feeling well. I think I'll go call Damon, ask him how Vickie's doing. Maybe she doesn't want to become a vampire. Maybe she's going to let herself die. Whatever the case, I know Stefan's going to do all he can to make it up to us.
-E