When the door slowly opened Stefan raced to the door and as soon as Elena got in he slammed it. Elena started breathing fast when she saw the fury in his eyes. He’d been drinking human blood again. “Where the hell have bạn been?” Despite her fear Elena felt some anger too. “You have no right to act like a jealous boyfriend! bạn don’t own me!” she yelled. Stefan gripped her shoulders and shook her. “Where bạn with Damon? Answer me!” Tears rolled over Elena’s face. “Stop it, Stefan, you’re hurting me!” she sobbed. He let go of her and went with his fingers through his hair, frustrated. “I’m sorry” he said, raising his hands and stepping backwards. “I’m sorry” he repeated. “You’re right, I don’t own you” He lay his hand on her cheek. “I’m just so scared I might lose you. You’re the reason I came back. If bạn leave me for Damon hoặc for anyone else for that matter, I might as well go back to Klaus” Elena wiped her tears away. “I’m not going to leave you… Damon is my friend. bạn have to understand I need other people in my life than just you” she đã đưa ý kiến hoarse. Stefan nodded. “I know… Let me make it up to you” he said. Elena waited for his proposal. Stefan took her hands. “I’m going hunting tonight and I would really like bạn to tham gia me” he started. “It’s going to be dangerous, so I need bạn to be careful… Can I count on you?”
Elena stared at Stefan like he’d gone crazy, but slowly nodded yes.
Elena stared at Stefan like he’d gone crazy, but slowly nodded yes.
She bent on her knees and her hands glided over the earth. She didn’t know what she was going to find, but a strong feeling inside of her told her there was something underneath the earth. Something she needed to find.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and thêm fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and thêm fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.