Chapter 25
Elena threw her bag down in her room and sighed. It had been a long and tiring day. Cheerleading practice had just ended and Stefan was too busy to come over and hang out with her. Elena sighed and removed her ponytail letting the brown strands of hair cascade down her shoulders. She brushed out her hair as she looked at her canvas. She closed her eyes and started drawing. Suddenly a dreamlike scene played before her eyes. Damon stood next to her as she pulled at her cheerleading uniform pulling it down. It was a bit tempting.
"You look miserable in that outfit. Why don't you just quit?"
"I can't. You know I'm not a quitter."
"You can't quit or you won't quit."
"Stop questioning me."
"I'm just stating that quitting is what you do."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well you quit on your art lessons, you quit on us. Why not quit on something you clearly hate?"
"I didn't quit on us."
"You're right. You didn't quit on us. You just ran away."
"Please. Don't say that Damon. You know why I had to do it I just can't see why you can't just let it go."
"Why? It's the truth and you know it. You just don't want to admit it to yourself."
Then Damon disappeared and Stefan took his place. A look of disappointment crossed his features.
"You love him more than you love me don't you?"
"Stefan you know that's not true."
"Please Elena just quit lying to yourself and quit lying to us."
"I love you too Stefan."
"But not as much as you love him."
Elena coughed and opened her eyes making the visions go away. She noticed the drawing in front of her . Damon and Stefan were tied together as one in the portrait. She couldn't believe her eyes and tore the paper from the easel. What the hell was wrong with her?