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“Damon, Aunt Jenna will be back soon from her trip. How about helping me with dinner?” Aunt Jenna was going to be hungry after her journey home. She’d been away to see some of her Friends in San Fransisco over the weekend and had hesitantly left the house under the care of Jeremy and I.
“Sure, why not.” And we both made our way to the kitchen. “So, what are we having?” I thought for a moment.
“Erm, I think maybe spageti bolognese? anda can start sejak chopping onions,” I said, throwing a couple to him from the bottom of the fridge. He caught them with ease.
“So where’s the...

Hey! :D. Sorry if this isn't good. First time. I always wanted Damon and Elena together, so i'm Penulisan this for the Delena fans!. Enjoy (:


Elena walks up the stairs to Damons bedroom. Hearing nothing, which was weird for her. She creaks open the door, Damon is sitting on his bed,sad from Rose being dead. "What do anda want Elena", Damon spit out his teeth in a gritty way. " I came to see how anda were doing, I know its hard trust me i've been through this before with my parents", Elena sat on the katil seterusnya to him. " anda dont get it Elena!,you never will!". Damon berkata slamming the door and locking...

Stefan looked at the floor guiltily.
“Go on Stefan, explain yourself,” Damon pressed. Stefan looked up at him angrily.
“You already know everything.” He looked back at me. “Elena, I’m so sorry I left you. I asked Damon to tell anda everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told anda then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on anda two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had berkata he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...

“Oh my…” I brushed Damon off and backed away from them slowly. “Stefan…what…What have anda done?” I was shivering with fear. This was not the Stefan I used to know. This Stefan was full of malice and I was frightened. I was lebih frightened than I had been when I had discovered that he and Damon were both vampires. But then I knew I could trust him. Then he didn’t feed off of people. Then he was gentle, controlled. And now? Now he was dark and dangerous. Like Damon. But Damon had learnt to control his urge for human blood. Stefan however was obviously finding it difficult since...

It was Stefan.

He stared at us with an intensity that shook me to the bone. Damon felt me shiver and tightened his grip on me. My anger towards Stefan flared up again and I glared at him. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at the fact that he was here again in my life. But the desertion, the abandonment consumed me once lebih and I continued to glare at him. But as projected my anger out as hard as I could to him, I couldn’t help but notice that he was different. Something about him was – off. It wasn’t in his stance atau his face, but in his eyes. His...