Anastasia Salvatore 2

Chapter Two

            

"Hello brothers... Missed me?" I say to them as they simply stare at me. Stefan speeds towards me, stopping centimetres from me. Our eyes locked in with one another as I try to read his expression. He suddenly hugs me as I hug him back, holding him tightly. Experiencing the feeling of missing someone, then suddenly being able to see them again was the most unusual feeling I had ever felt. There was a rush of relief, happiness, even nostalgia, reminding me of the days back in the 19th century. We pull away as Stefan breaks into an unusual chuckle; due to his happiness that I was in fact, still alive. 

"Where have you been?" Damon asks me as he walks up to me, also giving me a quick hug.

"I've been travelling. Seeing the world in a new light. It's been amazing..." I tell them, joy hinting in my voice.

"You had us worried Ana, we thought something bad had happened we-" Stefan goes to continue though I cut him off.

"I know... I heard your voicemails... I'm sorry. And I guess I should thank you for fixing my phone..." I apologise not bothering to put up a fight. There is a silence between the three of us. I knew Stefan wanted to say so much more, though doesn't as I had already apologised.

"Well, we're just glad you're home" Damon speaks up as I lightly smile.

"So... What have I missed?" I smirk as they both show off expressions as if to say; 'Oh what a story to tell!'. As Stefan begins to tell me the long story of the hell that has broken loose within Mystic Falls, I couldn't stop thinking about just how I needed these two idiots in my life. But they don't need to know that...

"So... Elena's now with you Damon?" I question as I stare at the two of them who were sitting opposite me.

"Yeah..." He mutters as Stefan sits back in the couch.

"Wow... I did not see that coming... Doesn't that kind of remind you of... You know who?" I question them as they look at each other.

"She's nothing like Katherine. Besides, it's her choice who she wants to be with..." Stefan mutters as I stare at him, almost feeling sorry for him. But I don't because he knew this was going to happen. She's identical to Katherine and history has a knack for repeating itself.

"There you go..." I whisper unsure of what else to say. There wasn't really much else to say. Their lives seem to be going well now, and I hope it stays like that. Damon is with Elena, Stefan seems to be hitting things off with Caroline. All there was left was for me to be happy with someone...

"So... How's Elijah?" I ask them curiously.

"We don't know; he left town a month after you left." Stefan explains as I feel my skin go cold.

"So he's gone?" I practically repeat what he had just stated.

"...Yeah..." He mumbles as I sit back in my seat. I should have known. Why would he still be here? He has nothing here.

"God I'm an idiot to even believe for a second he would still be here."

"Ana-"

"No; I can get so self-involved sometimes that reality takes its time to hit me. Jesus I'm such an idiot" I laugh at myself. They remain silent unsure of what to say to me.

"I think I'm going to go to my room for a bit. Today has been a bit full on... I'll see you guys tomorrow" I state as I stand to my feet, needing a moment alone. I begin walking off, hearing the sound of my heels hitting the wooden floor. It echoes throughout the house as I make my way up to my room. I slam my door behind me as I lean back on the wooden door. Why am I acting like this? I left him. He broke my trust. He compelled me. He lied. He broke me.

But...

I miss him.

Ugh! I can't believe I'm strung up over some guy. I haven't seen him for a year, yet I still find myself thinking about him. It's frustrating! I storm over to my bed, irritated with myself and how I was acting. As I sit on the edge of my bed, I peer down at my phone. I pick it up, opening up the home screen. I hesitantly press the phone app, scrolling down to Elijah's name. Was I really going to break the wall I spent a year building, just to hear his voice? To break the wall of independence and distance? I didn't want to admit that I was lonely, though I knew deep down I was. God this was so much easier when I didn't have my humanity. I decide to call him, raising the phone to my ear. I was surprised it was taking so long to ring; perhaps my phone is taking its time to adjust to being used.

"Sorry, the number you are trying to call is no longer available." I hear a woman's voice say through the phone.

I didn't want to hear his stupid voice anyway!

I stand to my feet angrily, raising my phone behind me, almost throwing it at the wall.  I stop myself realising how I was reacting. I loosen my grip on my phone as I relax my body. I stare down at my phone, exiting the call page as I lock it and place it on my bedside table. I begin to raise the question I've been asking myself the moment I got home.

Why am I back?

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I couldn't find my saved copy and thought for a sold five minutes that I was going to have to re-write two whole chapters

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