Elena was pacing up and down the living room when Damon and Stefan came in. She speeded towards them and slapped Damon in the face.
“If آپ dare to ask what that was for I swear I’m going to slap آپ again” Elena threatened trembling and with tears in her eyes. “I told آپ I wasn’t going to take your blood. But of course, Damon Salvatore only thinks about himself. I hope you’re happy now. My bags are packed”
Elena waited for Damon to say something, anything to defend himself. But he remained quiet. Elena looked up at Stefan. “Can آپ tell Meredith that I’m sorry? I didn’t mean to hurt her like that”
“You attacked Meredith?” Stefan exclaimed surprised.
“I didn’t mean to. I was starving” Elena defended herself. She looked at Damon, anticipative.
“If you’re waiting for an apology, آپ can wait forever. And آپ can take that literally” Damon snarled.
Elena wanted to give him a hostile comeback, when Stefan quickly interrupted.
“Elena, Damon didn’t give آپ his blood” he کہا in a moment of impulsivity. Damon glared at him, but Stefan cast him a warning glance. “I did. I didn’t want آپ to die and I didn’t want آپ to hate Damon for trying to keep آپ alive. So, I gave آپ my blood. Now you’re alive and آپ don’t have to be mad with Damon. Be mad with me. It’s a small price to pay”
Elena turned to Damon. “Is that true?” she demanded to know.
“Yes” Damon replied eventually. Elena swallowed and returned to Stefan. “Then this is goodbye. I don’t want to see آپ again. I never want to talk to آپ again. Just…get out!” she yelled furious. Stefan looked down and up again. “If that’s what آپ want” he calmly کہا before leaving his own house.