The door of the Boarding House slammed open and Stefan entered the house, with Katherine still in his arms.
“Stefan, are you all right?” Rebekah asked worried as she quickly got up. She walked to him, but Stefan headed for the stairs.
“Where’s Damon?” Elena asked when she didn’t see Damon coming in.
“He…he stayed behind. There was something he had to do” Stefan said vague.
“Stefan” Elena protested unsatisfied.
“He’ll explain everything when he’s back” Stefan replied impatient. He turned to Rebekah. “Could you bring some blood bags?”
Rebekah reluctantly went to the basement, while Stefan carried Katherine upstairs. He walked her to his former bedroom and lay her down on the bed. She slowly opened her eyes.
“Stefan?” she mumbled weak.
“Ssshh” Stefan hushed. He looked over his shoulder to see if Rebekah was there. Then he turned back to Katherine. “You weren’t supposed to find out like that” he said soft. He glanced at his hand, then pulled off the engagement ring. “I swear she won’t get away it” he was now talking about Veronica.
“I love you, Stefan” Katherine muttered with her eyes closed. Stefan didn’t say anything. He slowly leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips.
Rebekah was standing in the doorway, the blood bag in her hand. She was squeezing it so hard, she made small holes in it and the blood streamed along her fingers, on the floor. She smashed the bag on the floor and ran away.
“Stefan, are you all right?” Rebekah asked worried as she quickly got up. She walked to him, but Stefan headed for the stairs.
“Where’s Damon?” Elena asked when she didn’t see Damon coming in.
“He…he stayed behind. There was something he had to do” Stefan said vague.
“Stefan” Elena protested unsatisfied.
“He’ll explain everything when he’s back” Stefan replied impatient. He turned to Rebekah. “Could you bring some blood bags?”
Rebekah reluctantly went to the basement, while Stefan carried Katherine upstairs. He walked her to his former bedroom and lay her down on the bed. She slowly opened her eyes.
“Stefan?” she mumbled weak.
“Ssshh” Stefan hushed. He looked over his shoulder to see if Rebekah was there. Then he turned back to Katherine. “You weren’t supposed to find out like that” he said soft. He glanced at his hand, then pulled off the engagement ring. “I swear she won’t get away it” he was now talking about Veronica.
“I love you, Stefan” Katherine muttered with her eyes closed. Stefan didn’t say anything. He slowly leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips.
Rebekah was standing in the doorway, the blood bag in her hand. She was squeezing it so hard, she made small holes in it and the blood streamed along her fingers, on the floor. She smashed the bag on the floor and ran away.
Drabble about Damon's thoughts at Alaric's party (The Struggle). This is my first drabble. I hope you like!
I was at the party to piss off my little brother.
Stefan wanted to fight me off, but Elena wouldn’t let.
They left.
Then I saw her.
That flirty redheaded I had saved at the library.
Bonnie. Her last name was Scottish or Irish. I couldn’t remember.
But I could remember her sweet voice, her childish braveness and her delicate neck.
"And have you ever heard that kissing a red-haired girl cures fever blisters?" I said in a low ironical voice.
And then I heard her outrageous, flattered laughter.
I want to kiss her, I thought.
Then I kissed her.
I was at the party to piss off my little brother.
Stefan wanted to fight me off, but Elena wouldn’t let.
They left.
Then I saw her.
That flirty redheaded I had saved at the library.
Bonnie. Her last name was Scottish or Irish. I couldn’t remember.
But I could remember her sweet voice, her childish braveness and her delicate neck.
"And have you ever heard that kissing a red-haired girl cures fever blisters?" I said in a low ironical voice.
And then I heard her outrageous, flattered laughter.
I want to kiss her, I thought.
Then I kissed her.
