~Damon~

Meredith and Mutt didn't stay after the funeral and to be honest I couldn't blame them. If I had it my way I would've been gone as well but I couldn't leave Elena here. Each night she cried herself to sleep and I didn't know what to do. Stefan on the other hand didn't say anything. It was like he wasn't even in there.

"Elena." I said

She looked at me with the dark circles under her eyes which said that she hadn't had a good night's sleep in weeks.

"Maybe we should leave even if only for a little while."

"We can't Stefan needs us." she said as she leaned her head on my shoulder

"I can't stay here and watch you both kill yourself." I said

"It takes time Damon. It all takes time. It's not easy for any of us." she said as she drifted off into a restless sleep

After a few minutes I took her upstairs and laid her down. Then I walked back downstairs to pour myself a drink. Stefan walked in through the front door.

"I see you've returned." I said

He didn't say anything. He took a quick look at me then headed for the study.

"Wait." I said as I grabbed him by the arm "You can't keep doing this to yourself."

"Let go." He said

"And he speaks. You can't just do this to yourself."

"I said let go!" he yelled as he grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the wall

"Someone's been drinking human blood again." I said chuckling

He let go.

"Just go." He said in a low voice "There's no reason to be here. Take Elena and leave. If you don't I'll throw you out myself."

He walked into the study and locked the door behind him.

~Stefan~

I sat back in the chair I've been sitting in for the past week in the dark. I haven't felt anything but the numbness. I watched as the rest of the world lived and I sat here letting it. Not like I had a reason to go on.

Then all of the sudden Damon busted the door in.

"You better snap the fuck out of it. There are other people here who miss her just as much but you know what? They try to move on. We all do so maybe you should too." he growled

I just stood up and walked past him. He kept going on about how hard it was for everyone but I didn't really care. He went quiet real quickly as the fire place blazed then something came flying out of it. I turned to see a piece paper on the floor. We both just stared at it as it sat there on the floor. Damon leaned down and picked it up opening it.

"It's for you." He said as he handed it to me

I hesitated before taking it. Then opening it I fell back into a chair.

If your reading this then the inevitable had happened hasn't it? I wrote this a few months ago hoping it would never have to be sent. But at least I couldn't be more right. I died young and beautiful in my coffin. I know it's not funny.

Me of all people never wanted to write this but I knew there were going to be so many things I wanted to say that I wouldn't have the chance to. Things that I wasn't even sure I could ever say. Like how much I had fallen in love with you or that if I had the chance I would've wanted to spend my eternity with you. I wouldn't have wanted more. But then the more I thought about it the more I realized that I didn't need an eternity. I just needed you and I got that. I was happy. I had someone. He didn't think of me as childish, he didn't look at me as child but as much more. He loved me. It wasn't till the moment your green eyes met mine and asked what is was that made someone love another that I was okay with being your second choice. I never once regretted anything until I knew it was you. I regretted knowing how short time was and the fact that I couldn't give you everything you deserved. But I never regretted once saying that I wanted you.

I can't let you sit in a dark room the rest of your life like you did with Elena so by the time you're done reading this letter which I have put a charm on you will have started moving on. And it's okay to move on because I want you too. Who knows you just might find something you didn't expect I know I did.

-Bonnie

Looking up from the letter I felt a small bit of relief hit me. And as much as I didn't want to feel okay, as much as I wanted to be broken I didn't feel it anymore. I felt as if a small weight had been lifted from me. She shouldn't have done this. It's not fair. Yet here I was feeling as if it was okay that she died in my arms, that it was okay that i heard her last words and heartbeat. the feelings came back as if whatever spell that was on the paper wore off. I didn't know if I could do it.

And that's the end. I know you guys probably won't like it but that's it. But please review I would really like it.