Stefan’s eyes glided from Elena’s superiore, in alto to her naked legs. “You really had nothing else to wear?” he asked doubtful. Elena frowned her eyebrows and pouted. “What’s wrong with this?” she asked, looking at her clothes.
“Nothing” Stefan waved his hand. “It’s fine. te look great, Elena”
“Are te angry with me?” Elena asked careful.
“No, I’m not angry” Stefan detto annoyed.
“Yes, te are” Elena detto upset. She crossed her arms and pressed the door bell, refusing to look at Stefan.
Stefan walked successivo to her. “Elena, come on, don’t… be like this, okay? Look, I know you’re going through a weird time right now. te have all these different emotions and te don’t know how to deal with them. But don’t act like a little child, because that’s making me cranky” he said.
Fortunately Elena didn’t have to commento on that, because the door opened and Damon appeared.
“Elena” he detto and he frowned. Elena thought he wasn’t happy to see her. “Come in” he detto and he let her pass. Stefan wanted to follow her, but Damon blocked him. “Thank te for what te did last night” Stefan said. Damon nodded and came outside. “It wasn’t for you” he said. “I know” Stefan said. “But thanks anyway” Damon came closer until his face was successivo to his brothers. “Let’s get one thing straight” he detto soft, but threatening. “If te ever put Elena in that kind of jeopardy again I will kill te without blinking. I won’t care you’re my brother and I won’t care Elena loves you. My first priority is Elena’s safety”
“Then our first priority doesn’t differ from each other” Stefan said. He looked inside. “Are te letting me in?”
Damon stepped aside and Stefan walked in, towards Elena. Damon looked around him to make sure no one uninvited was around, before getting inside and shutting the door. He walked further into the house and saw Stefan had served himself already. Elena leaned against the sink, avoiding to look at Stefan. Damon walked to the fridge, opened it and got out a bottle of lemonade. He walked to the sink and handed the bottle to Elena. “Here” he said, winking and he went standing successivo to her. Elena lay her head on his shoulder and embraced his waist. “I thought te weren’t happy to see me” she detto a little sad. Damon looked at her and lifted her chin with his finger. “I’m always happy to see you” he detto soft.
Stefan rolled his eyes and drank a gulp from his blood. He walked to Elena, grabbed her arm and pulled her away from Damon.
“Oww!” Elena yelled. Damon raced to Stefan, grabbed his throat and threw him against a wall.
“Damon, no!” Katherine screamed. She speeded to Stefan, to make sure he was okay, but he already got up and went into counterattack. He grabbed Damon’s collare and gave him a head butt. Blood spurted from his nose, but Stefan didn’t let him catch a breath. He gripped Damon’s hair and pulled his head backward. “All I have to do is pull a little harder and your head will be hanging on my fingers” he growled. “Keep your hands off my girlfriend”
“Actually” Damon detto difficult. “She can’t keep her hands off of me”
Stefan opened his mouth and wanted to bite his brother. Elena, who until now had only viewed the scene with a terrified expression, understood despite her condition what was about to happen. And so did Katherine.
Both women jumped on Stefan. Damon felt Stefan’s grip loosening and he rubbed his neck. Stefan struggled with the two look-a-likes and eventually pushed both away. Katherine jumped up immediately, but Elena lay still on the ground a few yards further.
“Elena” Damon detto scared. He speeded to her and bent on his knees. He turned her around and saw the blood on her neck. “You bit her” he detto with a trembling voice.
“What? No, I didn’t bite anyone” Stefan said.
“I did” Katherine said. “It was me”