This chapter is longer, sorry and I'm not really sure if this was right so please let me know if I did okay or if there's something I should change, let me know I wont be offended.

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Shanty

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Chapter 8

I looked at Elena, she looked like she was concentrating on something just to the left of

Ophelia's head.

Meredith's eyes gave her away, they were opened wide and she had a secret smile on her

pale lips as if to say 'I knew it'.

Alaric seemed calm-and gorgeous- but Stefan had a slight proud smile playing on the

corners of his lips.

The 'Matt' guy stood with his jaw dropping to the floor, he seemed to be more surprised

then I did.

I was still trying to not scream with delight.

Ophelia turned her head to the left and the rest of us followed her gaze.

It was Damon.

Nobody could see him properly in the darkness, maybe Ophelia and Stefan.

He and Ophelia slowly walked towards each other in awe.

I seen in his eyes the same thing I've always wanted a guy to look like when he's talking

or thinking about me.

I realized by the way they stood staring into each others eyes that they were made for

each other and I was just getting in the way.

They were perfect they just went together like Stefan and Elena, they both didn't shy

away from their true nature, they embraced it.

And I knew I had to get out of the way, I did love Damon a lot but it was clear the were

meant to be.

It wrenched out my heart to do what I had to but I know what is right and wrong.

I felt the pain stab through my heart like a knife. I felt tears trickle over my eye lids and

slide down my checks.

I wondered if I would ever find someone who loved me, I honestly contemplated doing

one of those silly rituals to find out if I would get married and to whom.

I looked around, everyone was having moments of realization on how much they loved

each other.

Ophelia and Damon had each other, they stared deep into each others eyes, it hurt me to

watch so I turned to look to look at Elena.

Elena and Stefan were holding each other, he was tenderly stroking her golden hair.

I turned to Meredith who also was having a great time staring into Alaric's face, drinking

in all his fine features.

All of the couples were looking at each other holding hands and smiling.

I also noticed Matt had disappeared, I knew he still loved Elena and it was hard for him

to watch her so happy and so in love with another guy.

I felt so left out so alone.

I couldn't watch this, I knew exactly how Matt must feel. All this thinking of Matt gave

me an idea, if Matt left inconspicuously then I should, the two loners with nobody to

hold.

I turned slowly and tip-toed away. When I got far enough I began to run it wasn't a very

comfortable run mostly because I was in my pyjamas and bare feet or it was because I've

never run so fast in my life.

I didn't bother locking the door when I got in, nobody would come and kill me and if

they did I wouldn't care to much right now, I had just accepted that the man I was in love

with was in love with a beautiful woman that isn't me. It made me cry even more just

thinking about it.

I climbed onto my bed and buried my face in my soft pillow and cried.

I cried until I felt as if I had no more tears left in my eyes.

So I just lay there on my single bed, the way it would be until I die.

Eventually I began to drift to sleep.

I felt a hand on the small of my back it was gentle so I guessed it was Elena or Meredith.

I didn't turn to see who it was, I didn't care too much, I'd see both of them in the

morning

anyway.

The hand left my back I wanted it back but I didn't want to move especially if Alaric or

Stefan were here.

I herd mumbles from the other room I could only make out a few words.

"Heart broke…needs…time" "… I know… helpless… feels… left… feel better…

…. Sorry"

"… I… believe… what… Ophelia?"

Ophelia! How was she? I hope she didn't still hate me.

For some weird reason I was beginning to like her. I had no idea why I just did.

I managed to twitch then I had enough strength to roll onto my back.

I opened my eyes, they were dry and stung, I was sure they'd be all red and puffy.

I looked around my room. It had never looked so empty. there was a chair where I

normally laid my cloths before putting them on. Beside my chair was the chest of

drawers.

Then it hit me, Damon had left something on the drawers, I guessed it was for me, why

else would he leave it on my drawers?

I checked my watch, 1:42 am.

I got up and crept to the drawers, I was shocked to see nothing on there, I wasn't sure

if my site was right but I trusted it enough, maybe later I would have another look.

Another part of me was telling me 'he probably took it because he was so angry at me'

I tried to ignore that half of me.

I decided I'd better go see if Meredith and Alaric were okay and I hoped I hadn't lost any

good friends in the fight, it seemed unlikely because we outnumbered Ophelia.

I walked quietly into the living room and peeked around the corner to where our couch

faced the T.V.

they didn't notice me, Meredith had her head resting on Alaric's broad chest. She was

sitting draped across him.

His arms were around her shoulders in a tight and protective embrace, I new right then

that Ophelia would'nt be coming back but something nagged at the back of my mind, I

pushed it away again.

They sat in front of the warm, dying fire with their backs to me.

A walk, that'll calm me down.

I snuck into the kitchen when I heard snuffles from Meredith. Oh no, she's caught me I

panicked. Stay calm I reminded myself.

I turned slowly and I realized they were both asleep and they still looked as tranquil.

It hurt to see them so happy and perfect together. And it would feel like that seeing any

couple together. It wrenched my heart out of my chest.

I tread softly out to the back yard. Where Damon and I had our first and proper kiss.

The wind blew my long curls down my back and past my face.

Where should I go? I began to wander aimlessly I was glad it was dark, nobody would

see the town librarian wandering around at night in her pyjamas. I had just pulled a blue,

brown and white turtle neck on as I left the house.

When I looked around next I realized I was at the graveyard and I had to admit I was

scared.

But my sixth sense was telling me that it was okay. But I could still feel death in this

place I could nearly see the blood on the ground from the civil war decades ago.

I still remembered my first premonition it was the one of my early death, I felt that day

would come soon now.

And I bitterly knew that it wouldn't be romantic as I had hoped it would be, I would have

my closest friends there, comforting each other but nothing more, I wasn't Elena.

I didn't have a Stefan, I didn't have anyone. And possibly never would.

I went to the grave where the people of Fells Church had buried Elena beside her parents

I sat down and rested against the cool granite. I closed my eyes then I nearly screamed as

a voice quiet and clear spoke, it sounded threatening

"It's not safe to come to a grave yard at night death could spot you."