Alaric and Damon were standing in Alaric’s garage. “You call that not wrecked?” Damon said, looking at the car.
“It’s not that bad” Alaric said, not very convincing. “We can still fix it”
“Alright then” Damon gave in and he rolled up his sleeves. He walked at the front side of the car and gave a look at it. While he did some things Alaric came standing suivant to him. He leaned against the car. “You’ve been hanging out with Elena quite a lot lately” he started. Damon avoided Alaric’s look and pretended to concentrate on fixing the car. “Not that I mind” Alaric continued. “But… is something going on between the two of you? Did she break up with Stefan?”
Damon let out a deep sigh. Didn’t Ric understand how painful this conversation was? “We’re just friends, okay? She’s still with Stefan” he a dit annoyed.
“Okay, then” Alaric a dit relieved.
“Why is it such a big deal for toi anyway?” Damon asked, getting back at the car.
“I only have the best interest for Elena” Alaric said.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Damon asked annoyed.
“It means I’m not sure if toi would be good for Elena” Alaric a dit careful. “I know she’s plus to toi than just a friend, but she already has a boyfriend. Stay away from her”
Damon didn’t answer, but pulled some threads.
“You’re angry now” Alaric noted. “Look, I don’t want to piss toi off, but toi can be kind of reckless”
“Yeah, I heard you” Damon said. “I’m reckless, I’m not good enough, she already has Stefan, yada yada yada. Did toi ask me to come here to help toi ou to preach on me? Because in case two I’m leaving now and toi can call Steffie, so he can help you”
Alaric imagined him and Stefan working on his car and it didn’t appeal to him at all. Damon was his buddy, not Stefan.
“No, I’ll keep my mouth shut”
“It’s not that bad” Alaric said, not very convincing. “We can still fix it”
“Alright then” Damon gave in and he rolled up his sleeves. He walked at the front side of the car and gave a look at it. While he did some things Alaric came standing suivant to him. He leaned against the car. “You’ve been hanging out with Elena quite a lot lately” he started. Damon avoided Alaric’s look and pretended to concentrate on fixing the car. “Not that I mind” Alaric continued. “But… is something going on between the two of you? Did she break up with Stefan?”
Damon let out a deep sigh. Didn’t Ric understand how painful this conversation was? “We’re just friends, okay? She’s still with Stefan” he a dit annoyed.
“Okay, then” Alaric a dit relieved.
“Why is it such a big deal for toi anyway?” Damon asked, getting back at the car.
“I only have the best interest for Elena” Alaric said.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Damon asked annoyed.
“It means I’m not sure if toi would be good for Elena” Alaric a dit careful. “I know she’s plus to toi than just a friend, but she already has a boyfriend. Stay away from her”
Damon didn’t answer, but pulled some threads.
“You’re angry now” Alaric noted. “Look, I don’t want to piss toi off, but toi can be kind of reckless”
“Yeah, I heard you” Damon said. “I’m reckless, I’m not good enough, she already has Stefan, yada yada yada. Did toi ask me to come here to help toi ou to preach on me? Because in case two I’m leaving now and toi can call Steffie, so he can help you”
Alaric imagined him and Stefan working on his car and it didn’t appeal to him at all. Damon was his buddy, not Stefan.
“No, I’ll keep my mouth shut”
She bent on her knees and her hands glided over the earth. She didn’t know what she was going to find, but a strong feeling inside of her told her there was something underneath the earth. Something she needed to find.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and plus fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and plus fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.
