A/N: Hiya! :D I'm terribly sorry for not updating sooner than I wanted to! I know it's been over a month since I last updated, I'm terribly sorry. I was studying for exams and I was recording a cover after that (well, it sucks so I've given up). I hope you guys will understand. And please know that I may not update as frequently as I used to, because I'm having writer's block and I lost quite a bit of interest in the show (I still do like it though), so I'm having a harder time writing this story. Actually, I'm reading the last book of the Vampire Diaries books (The Hunters: Rising Destiny) by L.J. Smith! :D And if you didn't know, I'm still more of Stelena than Delena. The reason why I'm writing this story is because this is for my friend. (:

Dedicated to Stalker Evrdeen~ (Are you even reading this?!)

Disclaimer: I won't ever own TVD. :'(

Elena landed face first on her fluffy covers.

It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. So much for loving a vampire. So much for a revenge. So much for tracking Stefan. So much for Jenna. So much for Caroline and Bonnie.

So much done to protect her.

And it wasn't protecting just her.

If she was a vampire, everything would be easier, not only for her, but for everyone.

Gosh. Why was she so selfish?

Because she wanted a normal life!

Well, you can't have a normal life if you had already fallen in two vampires, both their hearts having going to be broken again.

A sharp rap on the door made her jump.

"Hey, you alright?" Jeremy asked, leaning against her doorway.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Elena mumbled into her pillow.

"You don't look that 'fine'."

"I'm really fine. Just under stress and pressure and... having a headache."

"You can talk about anything to your brother, you know," Jeremy sauntered towards Elena's bed and flopped down next to her.

"I know, you don't have to remind me."

"So what is it about this time round? Stefan? Damon?"

"Damon," Elena groaned.

"What happened?"

"Usual issues of drinking too much."

"And?"

Elena sighed and got off the bed. "Jeremy, I don't really feel like talking about this right now, okay? I... I just wanna be alone for now."

"Sure, big sis. Take good care of yourself," Jeremy smiled and patted her back, walking out of her room and shutting her door quietly.

Elena fell back onto her bed again, closing her eyes and enjoying the silence by herself.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, her phone rang. She groaned. Who is it this time round?!

"Hey Elena, are you alright?"

Oh, of all people of all times. Why does it have to be him?

"Hey Stefan, yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Is Damon alright?"

"He should be. Caroline and Bonnie told me about what you told them this morning about what happened with you and Damon. That was really mean of him. I apologize on my brother's behalf and his drunken state."

"Don't apologize, Stefan. If anyone is to apologize to me, it's Damon."

"Hm. Anyways, I had confronted him just now and he's now reflecting on his own actions, I think. He was rash and he almost attacked me."

"Oh my gosh! Are you alright? Did Damon hurt you or Bonnie or Caroline?"

"No, of course not, thanks a lot to Bonnie. She helped to 'lock' Damon up in his own room and I made him reflect on his own actions towards you this morning."

"Oh. Thanks a lot, Stefan."

"No problem. Anytime for you, sweetheart." Elena could hear Stefan smile through the phone.

Elena put down her phone and sighed.

"Elena, Elena, Elena. Where is my princess?" Damon mumbled over and over to himself, worried that he couldn't protect her right now. What if Klaus came back for her and Stefan didn't know? The house was quiet. Even Stefan was out. That meant that he couldn't find a way to get out of even his own room.

"Stefan! Let me out! I want to apologize to Elena now!" he roared into the empty house, hearing his own voice echo throughoy the house. His body melted onto the floor, sobbing.

"Why, I hear my big brother crying. Where's the big bad vampire?" Stefan poked fun at Damon's misery.

"Give me Elena back!" Damon lunged at the calm-faced Stefan leaning against the banister outside his room but just crashed into the invisible wall.

Stefan looked kind of uncomfortable and shrugged. "That's her choice. If she picks you, then... I can't do anything about it and I won't do anything about it. But if she picks me, then, you will be responsible for your own actions."

"Rules?"

An imaginary Katherine popped up in Stefan's mind. "There are no rules, Stefan," she cooed. But Stefan had to set down some rules.

"One: no holding anyone hostage."

"Who is there to hold hostage, brother? We're nothing like Klaus or his family."

"Two," Stefan ignored Damon. "No killing anyone."

"Aww, you mean we can't kill hybrids or evil vampires or werewolves?"

"I'm talking about Elena, holding her friends as hostages or using them as a threat," Stefan sighed.

"Well, okay. No problem for me. I don't play that dirty, Stefan. You know me."

"But how would I know? You might've been planning that all along."

"I am not Katherine."

Stefan shrugged. "My brother has changed over the past few years. How can I be sure that I'm talking to the same Damon all the time? 2 hours ago, you were drunk and insulting Elena. Now you're a sober vampire, standing here, discussing how we are gonna fight for Elena. It's not the same Damon I'm talking to."

"That was me drunk! There is a difference between drunk and sober," Damon snarled.

"Whatever you think," Stefan waved his hand dismissively. "How can I be sure that you don't break a single rule?"

"You can trust that on your older brother."

"Pinky promise?" Stefan held out his pinky for Damon.

"Oh my gosh, Stefan. That is so lame."

"Just do it."

"No. I want a blood vow. I don't know so much about my new brother either."

"And what does that imply?"

"Sadly, I can't call my lil' brother the 'Bunny-Eating Stefan' anymore. I'll have to call him the 'Ripper Stefan'."

"I'm not a ripper anymore."

"We'll see about that," Damon smirked.

"Fine, blood oath it is," Stefan took a random piece of paper from his pocket and scribbled a few words on it before biting his own finger to draw blood and let it drip onto the paper. He threw the paper towards Damon, not really wanting to step into Damon's room.

Damon did the same and threw the paper back at Stefan. "There you go, brother. Now are you going to let me out?"

"Oh, Bonnie will only remove the spell sharp at midnight," Stefan stated simply and walked away, leaving Damon alone again, feeling annoyed.

Please review my story! I'm getting lesser and lesser reviews these few chapters... It's demoralizing to know that not many people are reading and reviewing my fanfiction. I hope after this update, I will have more readers~

And if you love this story, tell me and pray that I won't put this on hiatus. Even Stalker Evrdeen isn't really bothered to read it now. :'(

This chappie's song inspiration: The Way I Loved You by Taylor Swift (I'm in love with songs that I listened to long ago again... (: )

*Throws guitar picks to the audience* Wait. What does guitar picks even do if you can't play a guitar?

P.S. Thank you guys for reading and reviewing.

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P.S.S.S.S. I don't know if I can ever bear to stop writing at all.

P.S.S.S.S.S. No matter what I do, I end up writing stories. (:

P.S.S.S.S.S.S. I'm kinda surprised you've read everything I've written.

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