love conquers all

“people say i’m rude, but how rude isn’t it to stare at people? especially when you tell them to stop, but they continue to stare at you and tries to flirt. ew” the hale girl’s eyes rolled “why did i not listen to my head, and twisted his arm until every bone was broken. no, instead i just walk away” she was not sure if she did the right choice to just leave.

Elena raised her brows at the girls response. “Because you know better than that; and the result of the man in pain---no matter how repulsive he can be---isn’t worth the fight and the trouble. There’d be too many questions asked, and all of those questions would probably be left unanswered which isn’t good for any of us.”

“Yeah, I probably shouldn’t do that…” Stefan groaned as he picked himself up from the ground. 

Elena quickly turned around as she heard a faint grunt come from behind her. She let her caramel eyes gaze slowly, before landing upon Stefan. With so many doppelgangers in town, she didn’t know who it was. It could have been Silas, Tom, or Stefan---or maybe another one of them that she hadn’t met yet. Nonetheless, she ran over to him, giving him a hand. “Are you alright? What happened?”

(¸.• ♛ →  "Okay, could you please not do that? You are distracting me”

Elena laughed as she watched the two, nearby. “Looks like someone’s got an admirer. Just let me say what I’m sure he’s thinking---never has anyone before made pool so attractive. Am I right, or am I right?” Elena chuckled softly.

“As much as I am a fan of making out in public, seeing other people do it while I’m eating… not very fun.” He admitted to himself, turning away from the couple behind him.

“I was never the biggest fan of PDA, but I made few exceptions.” Elena said quietly, keeping her voice soft and her brown hues gazed upon him. “Hello, Damon..” she said underneath her raspy breath, “it’s been a while.”

“this place just keeps on getting messier and messier every single time i return.” 

“Messy as in, this place has literally turned into a doppelganger fest? I couldn’t agree more. If you were already sick of seeing one Elena, I don’t think this is the town for you.”

“No, stop! The stuff for the first aid shelter is going near the old dusts pup like i have told you 100 times. Now go.”

“And she hasn’t changed at all. Still organizing brilliant occasions as always, huh?” She flashed her friend a smile. “The one and only Caroline Forbes I know never disappoints.” She giggled. “I missed you Care---how are you?”

“Okay.” She nodded, slightly confused. “I won’t ask questions. To be quite honest, I don’t know how a lot of us are back alive.” She ran her fingers through her silky brown locks, feeling less intimidated by Kai as the minutes passed. “What brings you to Beacon Hills?”

“That was cute.” Tatiana mused as she saw Elena. 

“Extremely.” She giggled, before looking up and seeing a reflection of herself. “Who---who are you? Because you clearly aren’t Katherine.”