Delena-Just Friends?

Vampire Rehab

Hey sorry it's been foreverrrr since I've updated. Anyway I hope you enjoy this extra long chapter with some cute Delena at the end :)
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Elena's POV

You can do this Elena, I mentally tell myself as I walk down the steps of the old Forbes jail cell, preparing to see Stefan.

I clutch the tiny vial of blood in my hand, enough to keep him sustained for a little while but not nearly enough to give him his strength back. Just enough to make him hang by a thread.

The last few stairs creak loudly, so he must be aware that I'm here. No turning back now.

I hesitantly unlock the jail door and walk in slowly, afraid to look at him. Just rip off the band-aid Elena.

He looks miserable. He's sweaty, his shirt is torn, he has a wicked smile, and I'm incredibly uncomfortable.

"Well hello, Elena. I've been wondering when you were going to stop by." He says with a crude smile.

"I'm here to bring you blood. That's it." I walk towards him, not afraid anymore because I'm aware of how weak he is. He opens his mouth for me to give him the blood and he drinks it in lightning speed. I guess I shouldn't really be surprised.

I put the empty vial back in my pocket to throw away later.

"That's it? Don't you wanna stay and chat?" He asks, licking the blood that dripped down his chin.

"No, Stefan. I have nothing to talk to you about until you turn your humanity back on. Because I know that right now, I can't trust anything you say." I say matter-of-factly.

"Well that may be true. But why not talk? Catch up? What have I missed?"

"Well, everyone has continued living their life without you, so not much." I reply, trying to make him mad. He rolls his eyes. Mission accomplished.

"I'm sure you have been upset these past couple months. Thankfully my brother has been there to comfort you," He says with a smirk.

"You're right, he has. Truthfully, I don't know what I would do without him. He's always been there for me when I needed him. And that's more than I can say about you..." I trail off.

"Yeah, because he wants something from you." He says, annoyed.

I scoff. "Oh yeah? What's that?"

"You! He thinks if he swoops in as your knight in shining armor, he will be able to steal you away from me." He replies.

"Don't be ridiculous, Stefan. Damon is just being a good friend. Exactly the friend I need right now." I retort.

"I know my brother, and he never does anything for someone without expecting something in return." He insists.

I know this can't be true. He's just trying to get under my skin, and I can't let him. "See, that's where you're wrong Stefan. You've spent so much time trying to paint him as the 'bad brother' so that I could hate him, but all this time away from you has showed me that deep down, he is a good man. Maybe even the better man." I reply, wondering if I'm right. Is the the better man?

I can see Stefan's expression falter, showing the slightest glimpse of his humanity. I know it's only fleeting, however.

"Trust me Elena, once he realizes that you aren't going to give him anything, he's going to drop this whole 'friend' act. And he'll move on, and I'll be here waiting with open arms." He says slyly.

"Whatever Stefan. I'm out of here." I say storming out of the jail cell, completely flustered and upset.

I know he has no emotion, but is what he said actually true? Will Damon eventually leave me? My stomach is in knots just thinking about it.