Though visiting ora was long over, it didn’t stop Stefan from sneaking into Elena’s bedroom. Elena had fallen asleep shortly after Bonnie had left. Stefan had expected Damon to be in the room, but Elena happened to be alone.
Stefan walked to the letto and sank down on it. Elena, sensing his stare, opened her eyes and frowned.
“Stefan?” she asked sleepy.
“It’s okay. Go back to sleep” Stefan hushed, regretting he woke her.
“No” Elena moaned and she sat up difficult. “I’m up” She cast him a faint, tired smile. “I’m glad te came”
“I had to come and see you, but I didn’t want to bother anyone” Stefan explained. “Where’s Damon? I figured he’d be here”
Elena shrugged. “He’s wandering around the hospital somewhere…Probably getting drunk” she mumbled, pretending not to care, but Stefan knew better.
“What happened?” Stefan asked.
“Why? What makes te think something happened?” Elena shrugged again, but cautiously looking away from her ex-boyfriend.
“Elena, don’t insult me” Stefan replied calm.
“Okay” Elena sighed, giving in. “Damon is mad at me, because I refuse to drink his blood”
Elena had expected half and half for Stefan to be furious. Damon feeding Elena his blood had always been a nerve from the past. But this time he stayed rather calm.
“I was wondering when that was going to happen” was all he said.
“You’re not mad at him?” Elena asked, a little surprised and also a bit disappointed. Wasn’t anyone on her side?
“Mad? Because he tries to save the woman he loves? Elena, if I were in his shoes, I’d probably be forcing te to drink right now” Stefan answered. “This time we don’t have an elixir to bring te back to life. If te die now, it’s for good”
“Yeah, I know that” Elena snapped irritated. “You’ll all have to let me go, eventually”
“Are te ready to let any of us go?” Stefan fired back. “Jeremy? Caroline? Bonnie? Damon? Letting go goes both ways, Elena. If te die, we’ll lose you, but you’ll lose all of us. Are te ready for that?”
Elena understood that Stefan meant well, nevertheless she turned her back on him. Stefan stood and walked out of the room.
Why didn’t anyone understand where she was coming from? Was she such a bad person for wanting to die, for wanting to give up?
Stefan walked to the letto and sank down on it. Elena, sensing his stare, opened her eyes and frowned.
“Stefan?” she asked sleepy.
“It’s okay. Go back to sleep” Stefan hushed, regretting he woke her.
“No” Elena moaned and she sat up difficult. “I’m up” She cast him a faint, tired smile. “I’m glad te came”
“I had to come and see you, but I didn’t want to bother anyone” Stefan explained. “Where’s Damon? I figured he’d be here”
Elena shrugged. “He’s wandering around the hospital somewhere…Probably getting drunk” she mumbled, pretending not to care, but Stefan knew better.
“What happened?” Stefan asked.
“Why? What makes te think something happened?” Elena shrugged again, but cautiously looking away from her ex-boyfriend.
“Elena, don’t insult me” Stefan replied calm.
“Okay” Elena sighed, giving in. “Damon is mad at me, because I refuse to drink his blood”
Elena had expected half and half for Stefan to be furious. Damon feeding Elena his blood had always been a nerve from the past. But this time he stayed rather calm.
“I was wondering when that was going to happen” was all he said.
“You’re not mad at him?” Elena asked, a little surprised and also a bit disappointed. Wasn’t anyone on her side?
“Mad? Because he tries to save the woman he loves? Elena, if I were in his shoes, I’d probably be forcing te to drink right now” Stefan answered. “This time we don’t have an elixir to bring te back to life. If te die now, it’s for good”
“Yeah, I know that” Elena snapped irritated. “You’ll all have to let me go, eventually”
“Are te ready to let any of us go?” Stefan fired back. “Jeremy? Caroline? Bonnie? Damon? Letting go goes both ways, Elena. If te die, we’ll lose you, but you’ll lose all of us. Are te ready for that?”
Elena understood that Stefan meant well, nevertheless she turned her back on him. Stefan stood and walked out of the room.
Why didn’t anyone understand where she was coming from? Was she such a bad person for wanting to die, for wanting to give up?
Tyler opened his eyes and gasped for air. The night was slowly giving in to the giorno and Tyler was still tied onto that chair.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t te just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let te go” Klaus said. “Not before te had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now te won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus detto as he untied Tyler.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t te just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let te go” Klaus said. “Not before te had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now te won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus detto as he untied Tyler.
