"It's not what you think," Elena stammered frantically keeping her voice low, unsure if her father was around.
"You mean I didn't just catch you kissing that monster?!" her friend snapped her voice mixed with betrayal and hurt. "Don't bother, your father was called out and Jeremy is staying over at a friends' house," she added catching Elena's eyes drifting to the landing upstairs.
Relaxing slightly, she knotted her hands together nervously. "I can explain," she fumbled awkwardly.
"Go on then! Explain it to me Elena, explain how you could throw out everything we believe in for a vampire! How you could cheat on your boyfriend, lie to me, your bestfriend, and your family! Explain it to me because I don't think I understand!" Caroline had walked down the steps the anger clear in her stance and the way she paced in front of Elena her face contorted with disgust and confusion. She looked at Elena differently, as if she was a stranger she had never met before.
"I didn't mean for it to happen, I swear," she replied lamely feeling her face flush with shame.
"You destroy your life and sever your relationships and you don't even know why?"
"What do you want for me to say huh? That I'm sorry? That it will never happen again, that it was a mistake? Well I'm sorry but I can't do that! I am done lying to myself and to everybody else! I'm falling for him, Caroline!" Elena shouted back angrily forcing the words out before she could stop herself, surprising herself in the process. What she had said, had not been planned, it was an uncensored version of what was in her head.
Caroline flinched as if she had been slapped, her mouth gaping open slightly she looked at her friend as if she was an extra-terrestrial "How can you say that?" she whispered in horror.
"Because it's true," Elena said sadly lowering herself slowly to sit on the steps. "I don't expect you to understand Caroline, but Damon is different. He got under my skin, and I know I should feel guilty…or something—but I don't, not anymore," she shrugged.
"What about Matt? You loved Matt."
"I loved and still love Matt, yes but I was never in love with him. I started to realize that before I met Damon. Do you remember how I used to read all of those love stories and watch those movies growing up? I fell in love with the idea of being in love, only I started to truly believe that that kind of love didn't exist, that it only happened in fairy tales but I was wrong. It does exist, and I've done everything that I can to fight it but it's useless. Caroline, he makes me feel that way. Damon Salvatore makes me feel that way," Elena whispered unable to believe her own ears, since when had she found the courage to speak these words out loud let alone allow herself to think them.
Silence fell over both of the girls as they stared at each other for several minutes, Caroline looked at Elena helplessly a foreign look crossing over her features before she dashed towards the door.
"Caroline, wait please—"
"NO!" she shouted whirling around to face her tears spilling down her cheeks. "I can't even look at you right now, because I don't know who you are anymore."
"I'm your best friend—" Elena began reaching towards her but Caroline flinched away from her touch.
"No, you're not, because the Elena that I knew would never be falling in love with a vampire. The Elena that I knew would never choose a vampire instead of her family and friends. If your mom could see you right now, she'd be disgusted with you!" she choked out the last words before slamming the door, leaving Elena completely and utterly alone.
Dropping to her knees, Elena began to cry, her shoulders shaking with sobs that shattered through her. Covering her face with her hands, her mind drifted over the argument again replaying all the things she had shouted in the heat of the moment that she had never even realized about herself. Was she truly in love with Damon, she asked herself. She sat there for several minutes before drying her eyes and walking towards the kitchen. A clattering sound made her jump; she turned around her eyes frantically searching the rooms. She felt the hair at the back of her neck stand up, alerting her to the presence of someone else in the house, perhaps her father was home, or Caroline had come back. She had relaxed momentarily when the lights all went out; she suddenly felt a piercing pain in her upper arm. Screaming out in pain, she grasped at her arm feeling the dampness of her blood soaking through her clothes. She ran towards the light switch flicking them on but the power refused to turn on. Squinting in the dark she made out a tall and bulky figure coming towards her, she waited until the person was a few inches away before she raised her knee swiftly knocking it into the offender's abdomen. When she felt them buckle and gasp with pain, she smiled to herself; "Good, they can feel pain," she thought to herself before digging her good elbow into their back. The person grumbled again, the sound of his voice alerting Elena that it was a man she was dealing with. He got up again moving the a shining silver blade towards her chest when she ducked quickly feeling the blade graze her shirt in the slightest. With a swift quick movement she darted behind the person placing an arm around their neck and holding it tightly in place despite their aggressive thrashing until she felt their body go limp. Breathing heavily she scrambled for her mobile phone pulling it out to make an urgent call.
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