Damon and Elena = Falling Slowly

He was on his feet. I scrambled backwards. The hikers looked at him. The one that was looking at the scenery joined his friend and looked his leg.
“Man, it’s pretty deep. Sorry Kurt. We should have stopped back there.” Damon was walking towards them stealthily. Jeff looked up at him.
“Hey man, can you come here and help me stop the bleeding?” Damon advanced.
“Of course, I’ll help you stop the bleeding better than you think.” He was walking stealthily, moving like a hunter – a predator. His body lowered but the hikers didn’t notice as they were concentrating on Kurt’s injury....

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 you everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told you then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on you two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had said he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...

i followed her all the way back to the graveyard she was sat writing in her diary i was in the trees so che couldnt see me but then
fog i knew this from somewhere but my mind was somewere els it carnt be no its just the change of the weather. i turned back to her


she was starting to run run diffrently like she was scared i still stayed in the trees just incase she needed my help but she fell.
thats when i desided i should tell her i was here and it was alright.
*you ok?"
"where you following me?"
"no i er i just saw you fall"
"yeah and you just happen to be in the cemotary?"
"visiting"
"oh wow sorry...