Juliet Gilbert lost more than her parents that May night. She lost her brother to drugs and her best friend to her sort-of boyfriend. All she had left was her sister, aunt, and her sister's friends. Then came September. Stefan Salvatore showed up in...
Dear diary, How can one word send a chill down my spine, make me feel so small, like not even the worlds strongest protection detail would be enough? Yes. Out of context, the word seems so simple, so inferior. Is that how people see me? Simple, inferior? The youngest Gilbert, Not quite Elena but far from being like Jeremy. Somewhere in-between, like I'm not needed? I want to be needed. I don't want to be small anymore. But what if that changes me? What if I change and they don't like it? What if I don't like it? Is it worth it? Will I be able to turn back? Is it worth it?
I heard Elena thumping around her room before she rushed down the stairs. I, being the curious sister I am, followed her.
"Elena, where are you going?"
"Out." She called back.
"I'm coming with you." I hurried forward and into the passenger seat of her car before she could drive off without me.
"In that?"
I looked down to see what I had thrown on after the car-wash fundraiser.
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"Weren't you in a hurry?" I changed the subject.
"Right." Elena started the car and practically sped to where-ever we're going. Turns out it was the Salvatore Boarding House.
She stopped the car and jumped out, before running up to the door. Only it opened before she could ring the bell.
~Lost Girls Starts~
"What are you?" Elena asked Stefan.
~You're Undead To Me Ends~
"What are you?" She demanded more forcefully.
"You know." Stefan finally said.
"No, I don't."
"Yes, you do, or you wouldn't be here."
"It's not possible. It can't be."
"Everything you know... and every belief that you have is about to change. Are you ready for that?" Stefan warned.
"What are you?" Elena asked again.
"I'm a vampire." He admitted.
"I shouldn't have come." Elena realized.
"No. Please."
Elena tried to run back to me by the car but Stefan sped in front of her.
"No. No. How did you do that?" Elena stuttered, gulping down air.
"Please don't be afraid of me." He begged her.
"Let me go."
"No. Elena, there are things that you have to know and understand," Stefan stressed, grabbing my sister's arm.
