Chapter 1: Tired of everything

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Evangeline p.o.v

"Eva, do you know that there's an underwear in your kitchen sink?" Stefan asks from the kitchen sounding puzzled. Pausing my actions which was cleaning the couch filled with junk food, I closed my eyes and breathes tiredly. 

"JEREMY GILBERT!" I yelled, standing up , hands on my hips. Stefan cringes at my loud voice as he steps into the living room. Jeremy trudges downstairs a guilty look on his face. "Clean this up. You are old enough to be doing this on your own!" I scolded throwing a bag of chips at him. Jeremy caught it easily and went straight into picking up the junk he left behind. "Don't forget your underwear little brother." I hissed pointing at the kitchen sink. 

One day! One day with me not being at home!? One day with me staying over at Stefan's house and the house is now a complete mess. I was hoping to clean this up so Aunt Jenna wouldn't have a fit but I'm afraid, I'm the one currently having one. I shouldn't even be doing this! This is my siblings mess! Not mine!

Angry and tired, i walked upstairs stomping my foot loudly and immediately lay on my bed, squeezing the life out of my pillow. The evening sun lit up my windows as I gaze at the lit floor. "Hey, you okay?" Stefan knocks, as he walks in hands in his pockets. "Yeah, I'm fine." I said, staring at the ceiling. "No you don't look fine." Stefan sat next to me watching me with concern. "I'm just tired Stefan. I'm tired of everything. I'm tired of taking care of my two siblings who clearly don't understand the meaning of responsibility. Aunt Jenna's out working and i'm just..." i trailed off, shoving my face onto a pillow tiredly. 

Stefan chuckles at my reaction, shaking his head. "I can help you know," he suggested. I gape at him in horror. "Did you not see what was in the kitchen sink?! This is why i don't want you helping!" I yelled hitting his arm. "Hey its alright. I've seen worse..." Stefan explains slowly, thinking about the memory. "Ugh, no. Ew, don't tell me." I stop him, laying back down on my back. Still smiling he grabs my hand and rubbed circles over my thumb. 

"Hey, don't worry about anything alright?" He slowly caress my cheek bringing me closer to him as i drew him in. "How can i not? I have two siblings to take care of." I scoffed, pushing him lightly back. "You're right." He stands up a heart stopping smile on his face. "Care for a ride?" He holds out his hand. Smiling, I grabbed his hand and he made of show of holding my waist and tilting me back. "Stefan!" I squealed, holding onto his neck. 

"Come on," He chuckles, steadying me. Now standing properly, i tucked a stray tear behind my ear and grinned as he walked me out my room and down the stairs. "How are you taking this whole... blood diet thing?" I whispered once we were on the way down. He looked lost for a moment before shaking his head.

"I'm taking slow sips a day to make sure i don't lose control Eva. I can handle it." He assures me, holding tightly onto my hand. "Stefan," I frowned, pulling him to a stop. "If you can't do it. Don't. But if you need help, i'm right here alright?" I gently smoothed back his hair with a bright smile on my face. "Alright," He grins leaning in for a kiss. Wrapping my arms around his neck, i brought him closer shifting my face up to-

"Sorry, was I interrupting something?" Jenna's voice sounded down the stairs. I broke away from Stefan, smiling sheepishly at Aunt Jenna. "Hey, Aunt Jenna..." I spoke, running a hand over my hair. Her hands were on her hips and a raised eyebrow was displayed on her face. "No PDA in my house until you graduate Evangeline!" She scolded angrily, walking towards the Kitchen. Stefan grins at me as I rolled my eyes, slowly walking downstairs to face Jenna's wrath. 

Thank God Jeremy managed to clean in time when I walked past the couch. I secretly hope he cleaned up his underwear too.

When I got to the Kitchen, her back was to me and she was busy placing take out cartons in the fridge.  "Sorry Aunt Jenna, I just, lost track of what I was doing." I covered up, kicking playfully at Stefan's knee when he got close to wrapping his arms around my waist. He was doing this purposely.

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