CENTURIES, stefan salvatore [1]

Let The Right One In

CHAPTER 9: LET THE RIGHT ONE IN

(A/N: This chapter is really badly written, but I just wanted to get it up. You have been warned. The next chapters will hopefully be a lot better.)

The Woods

I was taking a walk to clear my head. So much has happened in the last few days. It almost didn't feel real. But it is. I had a sister I never knew about, my father wasn't really my father, I was starting not to hate a vampire and I had gotten a close friend, something that never happens, because I don't want them to get hurt. So, this is all very new to me. And even though taking a walk usually just makes me want to run back to my couch or something, when you just take a slow walk, especially when it's raining, like it is now, your mind wandering with the possibilities of basically everything... it's kind of peaceful. Well, it was peaceful.

"Natalie?" the destroyer of my peace asked as he walked closer to me.

"Hey, Stefan." I put my hand up for a moment, giving him the most awkward wave ever.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, giving me his signature frown.

"Finding a cure for cancer, what does it look like I'm doing?" I rolled my eyes.

"You may be my girlfriend's sister, but you're also a hunter. For all I know you could be here to kill me." Stefan shrugged.

"I'm not gonna kill you." I rolled my eyes at him. "For now."

"That's not really reassuring." Stefan said, walking up next to me instead of standing in front of me.

We were silent for a moment. But it wasn't uncomfortable or awkward. It was almost kind of nice. But I was trying to think of something to say and it wasn't easy.

"I'm sorry." I broke through the silence.

"For what?" Stefan turned to me, asking me his question with a frown identical to the previous one.

"That night at the school. When I shot you." I shrugged slightly.

"No, I'm sorry." Stefan asked making me look at him with a questioning look. What was he sorry about? He haven't hurt me. "For overstepping any boundaries about your mother. It can't be something you like to talk about."

"It isn't." I pursed my lips together. "But it's been two years. I think I should learn how to move on. Especially since she isn't really dead, but is a vampire and hasn't tried to contact me at all."

"It must be hard. Your mother not being who you thought she was."

"It is." I looked up at him softly. "But I'll have to get over it. It's what I do."

"It doesn't have to be." Stefan smiled at me weakly. "It's okay to be sad about things. I won't judge, I promise."

"You're not gonna be the first person I go to this with, no offense." I smiled sarcastically.

"I wasn't counting on it. But I just want you to know that if you need it, I'm here." he shrugged.

"You're basically just saying that because Elena is your girlfriend." I rolled my eyes at him, a small smile forcing itself on my face, even if I hated it.

"No, I'm saying it because I care." Stefan retorted.

"About Elena." I finished his sentence with a half-smile.

"About you." he corrected with a smile.

"We met like, a week ago. And during that time I've already tried to kill you." I grimaced.