A/N Hey guys, this chapter took me awhile so i hope you like it! :) 3

I sat there hours just thinking and crying. What he said he felt for me was a lie. Every time he would whisper sweet nothing against my skin, it meant nothing. When he told me he loved me, it was pretend. I should have known it was too good to be true. All of sudden there was a tap at my window. Quickly whipping the tears away I rolled down the window. There standing in front of me was Stefan.

"What do you want?" I whisper, not sure if I could speak louder without my voice creaking.

"I take it you looked in the journal." He more stated then asked.

"Yes I did, you happy now?"I snapped, turning the car on.

"No, I'm not. Your hurt, that doesn't make me happy." His hand reached in to the car to wipe a stray tear on my cheek. I couldn't help but lean in to his hand as it cupped my cheek.

"Can I take you home?" he asked. I answered him by sliding in to the passenger's seat. I didn't trust myself to drive. He got in to the car and it started pouring rain. We drove in silence, the rain coming down even harder. It started getting darker when we neared my street. There were police lights flashing and road block placed. Stefan stopped the car and there was a tap at the window. He rolled down the window and reveled a man in a bright orange vest.

"You can't go through here," said the man. "2th, 3rd and 4th street are closed due to flooding." My street was 3rd!

"Okay." Stefan said turning the car around.

"Ugh what am I going to do now?" I complained.

"We could go this cabin that used to be my parent. 'Cause I doubt you what to sleep at my house…" No way, he lived with Damon.

"Got that right!" he chuckled lowly. We drove down a deserted street until we turn on to a dirt road into the woods. The trail lead us to a small wooden cabin. We got out of the car as quickly as we could running to the door as to not get wet. I guess the mud was very slippery because the next thing I knew I had fallen on my butt. I started to laugh, while Stefan looked at me like I was crazy. A second later he was laughing to trying to get me up but falling in the process. We eventually got in to the cabin still laughing. It was small but comfy, in had something about it that made it homey.

"Wow this place is nice." I said taking off my mud soaked jacket.

"Yeah my mom had a good sense of style. Here let me take your jacket and I'll get you some dry clothes. "He did so and went in to the bed room. He came out a minute later with some sweats and a t-shirt.

"Thank you." I went in to the room and changed. When I came out Stefan had two glasses of red wine on the coffee table.

"Thought you might like some wine. Here let me but those in the washer." He said taking the muddy clothes and leaving the room. I grabbed one of the glasses and took a sip. It tasted kind of strange but that's probably because I don't usually drink. This was defiantly the right day to start.

"How's that wine treating you?" Stefan said taking his and sitting next to me.

"Pretty good." I smiled. He chuckled lowly. We sat there in silents for awhile.

"Stefan, I never got to thank you. So thank you for telling me." I whispered.

"No problem. No one as beautiful as you should be treated like that." He said sweetly brushing his thumb over my cheek and cupping it.

"Thank you." I smiled. His eyes were locked with means and for a second I could see myself with Stefan. He was safe, no risk involved. Stefan leaned in closer and I knew what was going too happened but I didn't want to stop it for a reason I didn't know yet. He kissed me. It was different from when Damon kissed me. It didn't make me melt and it didn't increase my heart rate. It wasn't passionate and wild. It was just a simple, safe kiss. A kiss that maybe wasn't so bad after all…

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