AN: and, I'm back for another chapter. I think, and don't quote me on this LOL, that there will be one or two more after this one… but, like I said, don't quote me on that cause I have no idea…
Elena POV
I could only stare in shock at what Stefan was telling me. I mean, how easy was it to believe that the person that you've been in love with since you've known him is a vampire? And, on top of that, that he is in love with you? Well, the latter I didn't mind… but the vampire thing was a lot to absorb.
I stared at him long and hard before I finally decided to do something. I didn't say anything like he probably would've wanted me to. Instead, I walked over calmly to my bed and kissed Stefan on the lips with as much passion as I could muster. I could feel him return it back eagerly.
I couldn't, in my life, explain the amazing feeling that coursed through me at that moment. It wasn't fireworks like very teen romance claimed, but instead it was just like a warm, fuzzy blanket wrapped around the two of us. It was a peaceful feeling of warmth and protection.
We broke apart moments later, when we both needed to come up for air.
"So… I take it you're not scared of me then," Stefan said a second later, smiling largely.
I smiled, "You tell me." and I kissed him once again. The sweet, warm feeling engulfed me once more.
Again, the two of us had to break away and I immediately missed that nice, comfy blanket. Stefan pulled me into his arms and the feeling was nearly just as good. I smiled and rested my cheek to his chest. This had to be one of the most perfect moments of my life.
After a few hours together, just lying there and my occasional questions of vampires, Stefan suddenly moved me off of his lap and sat him self up.
"I need to let Damon know that I told you, "he sighed.
"Well, couldn't I just come with you? I mean, maybe your brother would want to meet the person that you told rather than just saying that you did," I suggested, not really willing to allow our time to end.
Stefan seemed to contemplate this for a second before nodding, "Yes, he might, "he replied, "Come on, we need to be going. Whether or not he does want to meet you, my brother is going to anyway."
With that, he swept me up into his arms and jumped out of my window. I clung onto him for dear life, deathly afraid of the splat that was undoubtedly going to come. After a few seconds of waiting, I popped open my eyes. We hadn't hit the ground- well, actually, we had, but it hadn't killed us: something I was extremely amazed about. Instead, the two of us- technically, it was just him- were darting through the forest that was harboring my house at an incredible speed. The trees were only a blur.
Only a few minutes passed before Stefan stopped in front of what I knew to be the old boarding house. It looked the same as when I had last seen it- which was around… seven years ago, during the 200 Years in Fell's Church celebration. But with the ancient looking structure that was completely covered in faded red stones along with the giant bell on the top of the center building and the statues that decorated it, it was hard to forget even if anything had remotely changed.
Stefan set me down then. I instantly missed the feel of his strong arms holding me. He did take my hand and that made me feel a tad bit better. The two of us walked up the ancient looking steps to the front of the house- the wooden door creaked open when he pushed it. My nose was hit with the smell of smoke and must almost instantaneously. I wanted to throw up then and there. It was beyond disgusting.
"this house has plenty of history to its pages, "Stefan said, "And I can tell you from experience that its smells only give away half of it- the unpleasant parts."
With that, he led me into what I assumed was the living room. He had a shocked look on his face to see that his brother wasn't here- I guess this is where Damon spent a lot of his time at. He mumbled a small "I'm going to search the house" before zooming out of the room with incredible speed, leaving me to take in the details of it.
To say the room was huge would be the understatement of a century. It was large enough to fit at least six sofa's, two, large coffee tables, three plasma TV's, three pool tables, and a full sized bar. A balcony for the stairways of the house was hanging right by where the open door was at. Everything- including the balcony-was designed in old style oak wood that was kept well enough to pass for being brand new- minus the TV of course. The couches and the coffee tables were covered with beautiful red cushions- and they were so covered that only the legs of them were visible as wood.
I sighed and sat down on one of the couches- it was just as, if not more, comfortable as it looked- as I waited for Stefan to return.
My wait didn't last long- something I was happy about, seeing as I got bored easily. Stefan returned with the familiar looking Damon and someone I wasn't expecting. My redheaded best friend, Bonnie, holding onto his hand. I think she must've felt my staring at her, because a second later she turned my way and a huge smile lit up her elfin features. She let go of Damon's hand and ran to where I was- giving me a huge hug. I retuned it back happily.
"I take it you know about their secret?" she asked me.
I nodded, "Yep, the vampire stuff. How long have you known?" I asked her back.
Bonnie shrugged, " Only a little while. I think it was a month or two ago."
I nodded again and hugged her even tighter, "Well, I for one, think you and Damon make a cute couple."
She giggled, "Think so? You and Stefan do, too."
At that word, the two of us broke apart. The brothers were already behind us, taking me by surprise and making me gasp loudly. They chuckled and I blushed, soon joining in with their peels of laughter. A few moments passed and we were back under control, Stefan and Damon now had sober looks on their faces.
"So, I'm guessing she knows that we're vampires?" Damon asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yep," Was Stefan's short reply.
"And I also take it that she knows all about vampires- our abilities and such?"
"Yep."
I think everyone expected Damon to come up with another question at that point. But he never did. Instead he walked over to the bar, poured himself a drink, and flopped down on the couch. Stefan and I exchanged a look, the two of us obviously thinking the same thing: that was a lot easier than originally planned.
Stefan shrugged to me as if to say "don't complain, it's over with." He gave me another peck on the lips and joined his brother on the couch, grabbing the one of the remotes and flipping the TV closest to them to a sports channel- ESPN or something like that.
Bonnie turned to me, "I heard there was a sale a Victoria's Secret. Want to go check it out" she asked, now turning extremely excited. Her little, fiery curls bounced as she jumped up and down.
I smiled, "You bet your ass I do."
"I refuse to make that kind of bet. But, come on. We got to get there before all their good stuff is gone."
I laughed and followed her out the door. I could barely hear the boys yell out their goodbye's as I left the room. The two of us hopped into Bonnie's car and sped down the street, laughing hysterically for no reason. I don't think I've ever been in a better mood. I had the guy I loved, my best friend was dating the guy I desperately wanted her to be with, and the said guy- my boy friend's brother- seemed to like me enough to not be pissed that I knew the two of them were vampires. Could my life get any better at the moment?
AN: I want to apologize to my friend Primavera15. Girl, I feel so bad that you had to endure reading about Elena and Stefan. But, and this goes for everyone, did you like the chapter? Did you hate it (I hope not)? Let me know by leaving me a review.
