The Turn

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ELENA'S POV

I woke up on Stefan's bed, completely confused. I thought I was dead. I was dead. "Elena. I'm so sorry. Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Stefan said with a worried look in his eyes. "I'm fine Stefan. Actually I'm really hungry but I don't know what I'm craving." I felt embarrassed saying that I was hungry, but I really was. "It's the blood. You're craving blood. God dammit Elena!" Stefan shouted. "Wha- what?" I said in shock. "Wait. What killed you?" said Stefan with a deep look on his face. "Killed me? What do you mean? I'm dead?! "No but I'm alive. Or I am a vampire. I took a drink from your blood when my cut opened and started bleeding. No Stefan, this can't be happening. I can't, I won't be a vampire!" I said, bawling. "Elena, it's okay. I know you don't want to be a vampire. I will help you through every step of the way. I love you." Stefan said calmly, while I was still crying. He kissed me with his warm, red, luscious lips. I kissed him back with power and we sat down on his bed. I looked up at him and told him that I loved him. He stroked my hair and kissed me, while sitting on the edge of his bed. I started crying because I knew that I would have to be a vampire. A killer. "I'm going to make you some red tea." Stefan said with his calm and beautiful hazel, green eyes. I nodded my head and kissed him once more. He went downstairs and I heard him making the tea.

STEFAN'S POV

I walked downstairs into the kitchen and found some blood. Fresh, warm, human blood directly from the vein. I put it in her tea and walked upstairs. Elena was going to hate this. A vampire. I can't believe she is about to turn. She never told me what killed her though. I thought about this all night and all this morning. I walked into my room to find Elena completely naked, about to get in the shower. "What are you doing?" I asked her. "I'm filthy. I need a shower. Ooh my tea. Can I have a sip? It smells amazing, even though it's blood." she said with honesty. "Um, how did you know?" She looked at me with a look that said 'are you serious?' "If I don't drink blood I will die. You will try to get me to try blood all day." she walked over to me in a beige towel and kissed me.

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