Elena was lying on her bed, her eyes red from the tears she had cried, when Stefan walked in.
“Okay, that wasn’t exactly the image I had in mind” he said. He walked to the lit and sank down. “You want to talk about it?”
Elena shrugged and dried her eyes. “You can tell your brother he can shove his ego as far up his cul, ass as possible” she a dit with a heavy voice.
Stefan naturally knew what she was talking about. After all he’d been there when Damon was dodging Elena’s calls.
“Try it again” he a dit kind.
“I can’t” Elena said. “My phone’s gone. Well, I can’t find it anyways”
“You know” Stefan began careful. “He’s afraid. He’s afraid of what toi have to say to him. He thinks you’re going to say toi only felt sorry for him and that you’re going to insist on staying friends, but nothing more”
Elena sat up quickly. “Whàt? Why would he think that? Have toi tried to talk him out of it?” she a dit desperate.
“Yes, and so has Caroline, but he refuses to believe any of us” Stefan said. “He will only accept it from one person” he a dit looking sharply at Elena.
“How am I supposed to tell him when he won’t even talk to me?” Elena exclaimed desperate.
“Go to him, talk to him in person” Stefan said. “There’s no one else, but him…I’m moving out”
Elena frowned, then shook her head confused.
“Wait, what? Moving out? What are toi talking about?”
“I’m renting Ric’s loft” Stefan explained. He got off the lit and walked to Elena’s closet. He threw her clothes on the bed.
“What are toi doing?” Elena asked, getting up as well.
“Where are your bags?” Stefan asked. He looked at the bottom of the closet and found them. “Never mind”
He threw the bags on the lit and threw her clothes in it.
“What are toi doing?” Elena repeated, looking at the bags, with big eyes.
“Sure toi don’t want Damon to live in that big house all par himself, now do you? Or, God forbid it, with Katherine” Stefan teased.
Elena’s eyes bulged and she grabbed the rest of her stuff and threw them in her bags.
They heard a car honk.
“I told Caroline to come pick toi up” Stefan explained Elena’s unasked question.
“You must have been pretty sure I would give in” Elena a dit with a faint smile.
“Well, you’ve been pretty transparent lately when it comes to my big brother” Stefan a dit smiling back. “So, are toi ready?”
Elena took a deep breath. “Yes” she a dit and she followed Stefan downstairs, while he carried her bags.
“Okay, that wasn’t exactly the image I had in mind” he said. He walked to the lit and sank down. “You want to talk about it?”
Elena shrugged and dried her eyes. “You can tell your brother he can shove his ego as far up his cul, ass as possible” she a dit with a heavy voice.
Stefan naturally knew what she was talking about. After all he’d been there when Damon was dodging Elena’s calls.
“Try it again” he a dit kind.
“I can’t” Elena said. “My phone’s gone. Well, I can’t find it anyways”
“You know” Stefan began careful. “He’s afraid. He’s afraid of what toi have to say to him. He thinks you’re going to say toi only felt sorry for him and that you’re going to insist on staying friends, but nothing more”
Elena sat up quickly. “Whàt? Why would he think that? Have toi tried to talk him out of it?” she a dit desperate.
“Yes, and so has Caroline, but he refuses to believe any of us” Stefan said. “He will only accept it from one person” he a dit looking sharply at Elena.
“How am I supposed to tell him when he won’t even talk to me?” Elena exclaimed desperate.
“Go to him, talk to him in person” Stefan said. “There’s no one else, but him…I’m moving out”
Elena frowned, then shook her head confused.
“Wait, what? Moving out? What are toi talking about?”
“I’m renting Ric’s loft” Stefan explained. He got off the lit and walked to Elena’s closet. He threw her clothes on the bed.
“What are toi doing?” Elena asked, getting up as well.
“Where are your bags?” Stefan asked. He looked at the bottom of the closet and found them. “Never mind”
He threw the bags on the lit and threw her clothes in it.
“What are toi doing?” Elena repeated, looking at the bags, with big eyes.
“Sure toi don’t want Damon to live in that big house all par himself, now do you? Or, God forbid it, with Katherine” Stefan teased.
Elena’s eyes bulged and she grabbed the rest of her stuff and threw them in her bags.
They heard a car honk.
“I told Caroline to come pick toi up” Stefan explained Elena’s unasked question.
“You must have been pretty sure I would give in” Elena a dit with a faint smile.
“Well, you’ve been pretty transparent lately when it comes to my big brother” Stefan a dit smiling back. “So, are toi ready?”
Elena took a deep breath. “Yes” she a dit and she followed Stefan downstairs, while he carried her bags.
