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CHAPTER 2

Stefan's Point Of View

I was headed to Elena's house. Someone had to tell her that Damon had 'died'. She needed someone to comfort her. Sending Damon away was cruel. I admit it. But he was getting between my girlfriend and I. That was not okay.

I rang the doorbell and stuffed my hands into my pockets. I had to look like my brother just died if I wanted her to believe it. Elena answered the door, took one look at my face and I could tell that she knew. By looking at her, could tell that she had been crying before.

"He's...Is he...?"

I nodded. "I'm so sorry Elena."

Her reaction was worst than I thought it would be. She broke down and started sobbing. She was gasping for breath and refused to look at me. I knelt beside her and gathered her in my arms. I let her pour out her grief out on my shoulder.

"Oh God Stefan. I'm so sorry. You...you must be so upset and here I am being selfish. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. How are you handling it." She struggled out as she moved in such that she was comforting me instead of the other way around.

"Don't be sorry. You loved him too." I whispered back.

Just then, Caroline stepped cautiously into view. She looked at us and her eyes welled up with tears. She covered her mouth to muffle her quiet gasping for air as the tears fell. Elena got up and went to her. They embraced each other without speaking. I stood back and watched the grief unfold in front of me. I caused this. My lie caused this. My jealously caused this.

Elena's Point Of View

He's dead. Damon's dead. He was my friend. I never wanted to admit it but I loved him. And now he's gone. I was lying in bed just thinking and letting the knowledge of his death become real to me. It still felt very much like a dream. I just wanted to wake up and find Damon in my bed so I could scream and tell him to get out. I had already cried myself out and now all I could think about was how Damon pretended to be the bad guy but he was actually so full of good. I was playing in my head everything that had happened before his death and wishing I had done more to save him.

Stefan and Caroline were downstairs. I had begged them to leave me alone. I knew I should be down there with my boyfriend. After all, his brother just died and he must be distraught. But I could only think about how miserable I was and how angry I was at the both of them for not letting me be with Damon in his final moments. Now he was gone and his final memory of me would be me struggling while being carried out of the room by Stefan.

Just then, I heard my door being opened slowly and Stefan stepped inside. I sat up immediately.

"I'm sorry. I know I should be with you. You must be going through hell and I'm just hiding here. I'm like the worst girlfriend ever. I just...I just can't believe he's dead." I choked out as I started crying again. I felt Stefan's arms encircle me immediately.

"Don't be sorry. We all loved him. Especially the both of us. It's going to be hard but we will get through this together. I promise."

We clung to each other and cried together. How could I not have realized how important Damon was to me, to Stefan and to everyone until he was dead?

Just then, I heard the front door open and Jeremy was calling for me.

"Um, I'm in my room Jer." I called back with a shaky voice.

He came up and into my room. I saw his eyes widen as he took in the scene before him. Stefan and I must look a mess.

"What happened? I just saw Caroline leaving. She was crying but she wouldn't tell me anything..." He trailed off as the pieces clicked into place.

"Oh my God. Damon. Is he dead?" He asked shocked.

I nodded and held out my arms to him. He hugged me comfortingly. "I'm so sorry. This is awful." He mumbled.

"Elena? It's late. You should get some sleep. Sleep usually makes things clearer." Stefan said gently.

I nodded and pulled away from Jeremy. I lay down in bed numbly and the last thing I remembered was how heavy my eyelids were after all that crying and how somebody stroked my cheek gently.

Damon's Point Of View

I broke my promise slightly. Before I left Mystic Falls for good, I hung around until it was really late at night and then I went to Elena's house to see her. I climbed into her window and watched her as she slept. Her pillow was damp and she was very restless in her sleep. I gently trailed my fingers along her cheek. This was the last time I was going to see beautiful Elena. I hoped that she would be happy here with Stefan. Now that I was out of the picture, it would make things easier for her. She could be with Stefan without having to worry and stress about that fact that she was developing feelings for me. It was best that I leave town. All I ever brought Elena was more misery. She didn't need me. She had so many other people around her who knew how to take care of her. I always screwed that up with her. I mean, I was the one who force fed her my blood and nearly turned her into a vampire. That was selfish of me. I know that. But was it really a crime to love someone so much that you had to protect them and care for them? Even if it meant that they took their choices away and were selfish?

I leaned down slowly and brushed my lips against her forehead. "Goodbye my love." I whispered to her before I jumped out her window and got into my car. As I drove and drove and went further and further, I decided that I too would let the feelings go and just start anew.