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“Stefan?” I asked as I opened the boarding house front door. Nobody answered.
“Stefan, Ты there?” I asked again, but still received no answer. Suddenly I felt someone stroking my hair. I whirled around, but saw no one there. I turned back around, I froze. Damon was standing right in front of me, our clothes nearly touching. He was staring right into my eyes, a small smirk lingering on his lips.
“You scared me,” I said, walking towards the living room.
“Sorry,” he said, following me, sounding not sorry at all....

“Damon, Aunt Jenna will be back soon from her trip. How about helping me with dinner?” Aunt Jenna was going to be hungry after her journey home. She’d been away to see some of her Друзья in San Fransisco over the weekend and had hesitantly left the house under the care of Jeremy and I.
“Sure, why not.” And we both made our way to the kitchen. “So, what are we having?” I thought for a moment.
“Erm, I think maybe спагетти bolognese? Ты can start by chopping onions,” I said, throwing a couple to him from the bottom of the fridge. He caught them with ease.
“So where’s the...

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

“Oh my…” I brushed Damon off and backed away from them slowly. “Stefan…what…What have Ты done?” I was shivering with fear. This was not the Stefan I used to know. This Stefan was full of malice and I was frightened. I was еще frightened than I had been when I had discovered that he and Damon were both vampires. But then I knew I could trust him. Then he didn’t feed off of people. Then he was gentle, controlled. And now? Now he was dark and dangerous. Like Damon. But Damon had learnt to control his urge for human blood. Stefan however was obviously finding it difficult since...

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 еще 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 или his face, but in his eyes. His...