Damon was packing his bags when Stefan walked in.
“What are te doing?”
“Packing my bags, if te didn’t notice” Damon replied.
“Why? Where te going?” Stefan asked.
“I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet” Damon said.
“I don’t get it” Stefan said. Without turning around Damon started to explain. “I’ve always known te hate me, but I didn’t know it was that bad. If te really loathe me that much te could’ve detto so and I might’ve left”
“No, I don’t want te to leave” Stefan said. “I just…”
“You just wanted someone to drive a stake through my heart....
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