Damon/Elena 3x09♥

It was Stefan.

He stared at us with an intensity that shook me to the bone. Damon felt me shiver and tightened his grip on me. My anger towards Stefan flared up again and I glared at him. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at the fact that he was here again in my life. But the desertion, the abandonment consumed me once مزید and I continued to glare at him. But as projected my anger out as hard as I could to him, I couldn’t help but notice that he was different. Something about him was – off. It wasn’t in his stance یا his face, but in his eyes. His...

"think i'm playing one مزید اقدام and i snap her neck and break this ring" He کہا smirking
Elena started struggling to break free but it was useless the man was holding her tight. Damon started to اقدام a little bit
"ah think about what you're doing" He کہا
"what do آپ want" Damon asked
"none of you're concern" The man کہا through gritted teeth.
"look she did nothing to آپ if it was me--"
"it was you" The man کہا "what don't remember? okay how about June 29 1895. i remember it as the دن آپ killed me and made me like this." Damon waited for him to finish his sentence and used his speed to dissapear...

Stefan looked at the floor guiltily.
“Go on Stefan, explain yourself,” Damon pressed. Stefan looked up at him angrily.
“You already know everything.” He looked back at me. “Elena, I’m so sorry I left you. I asked Damon to tell آپ everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told آپ then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on آپ two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had کہا he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...