1864

1864 Chapter 6

As I make my way to my own respective bedroom, I overhear Katherine and Stefan speaking in his room.

"Katherine, we can't just run away, what will my father and brother think?"

"We will leave them alone. Stefan it's not safe here, trust me."

"Where will we go?" Stefan asks her.

"I have a place where we can stay. Stefan please," she pleads.

"Okay, we will leave before everyone wakes up in the morning. Pack lightly. I will meet you at the carriage in ten minutes."

They share a brief kiss and she enters her room. I make a point to barge back into Damon's room. He's only wearing plain white boxers that end at his knee.

"Elena!" He shrieks.

"Damon, it's nothing I haven't already seen before. Besides, my time is less modest considerably. Anyways, Katherine and Stefan are running away. Tonight, in ten minutes."

"Okay?"

"You don't want to stop them?"

"Why do I care? They deserve each other."

"She could turn him!"

"And?"

"And he will kill hundreds of people."

"That sounds like a Stefan problem. How did she turn him the first time?"

"Well, she didn't. She'd given him blood to heal the bite marks that she gave him once she fed, and then he died with it in his system."

"See? She won't turn him. Stefan will be fine. I think he is safer with her than he is here, with the storm that is sure to come to Mystic Falls as you so delicately put it earlier."

"So, just let him go?"

"Yes Elena, Stefan will find his way back. He always does doesn't he?"

"Yes. He does."

"Is that all?" He asks, leaning against his wardrobe, muscles gleaming, hair messy, and jaw clenched. I have never wanted to jump someone's bones as much as I do right now.

"Elena," he says snapping me out of my trance.

"Yes, that is all. Goodnight. Again, I'm sorry to burden you," I love you is at the tip of my tongue but I bite it back. I leave Damon's room for the second time tonight. Feeling euphoric before my head collapses against my pillow.