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 bett 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 arsch as possible” she sagte 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 sagte 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 Du have to say to him. He thinks you’re going to say Du 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 Du tried to talk him out of it?” she sagte 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 sagte 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 Du talking about?”
“I’m renting Ric’s loft” Stefan explained. He got off the bett and walked to Elena’s closet. He threw her clothes on the bed.
“What are Du 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 bett and threw her clothes in it.
“What are Du doing?” Elena repeated, looking at the bags, with big eyes.
“Sure Du don’t want Damon to live in that big house all Von 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 Du up” Stefan explained Elena’s unasked question.
“You must have been pretty sure I would give in” Elena sagte with a faint smile.
“Well, you’ve been pretty transparent lately when it comes to my big brother” Stefan sagte smiling back. “So, are Du ready?”
Elena took a deep breath. “Yes” she sagte 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 bett 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 arsch as possible” she sagte 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 sagte 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 Du have to say to him. He thinks you’re going to say Du 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 Du tried to talk him out of it?” she sagte 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 sagte 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 Du talking about?”
“I’m renting Ric’s loft” Stefan explained. He got off the bett and walked to Elena’s closet. He threw her clothes on the bed.
“What are Du 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 bett and threw her clothes in it.
“What are Du doing?” Elena repeated, looking at the bags, with big eyes.
“Sure Du don’t want Damon to live in that big house all Von 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 Du up” Stefan explained Elena’s unasked question.
“You must have been pretty sure I would give in” Elena sagte with a faint smile.
“Well, you’ve been pretty transparent lately when it comes to my big brother” Stefan sagte smiling back. “So, are Du ready?”
Elena took a deep breath. “Yes” she sagte and she followed Stefan downstairs, while he carried her bags.
Bonnie unchained Damon’s other hand and he dropped on the ground. With his unbroken and unbitten arm he tried to drag himself out of the cage, though he had no idea where the entrance was.
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing Von the rules, Damon!” she sagte furious. “No one told Du Du could try and get away from me!”
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing Von the rules, Damon!” she sagte furious. “No one told Du Du could try and get away from me!”