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The thirst was building; tragically changing a woman thatwas once human into something she was determined not to be. What exactlyhappened to her? what had changed her. Elena had accepted her fate that she wasdying. Drowning, inhaling more water that was quickly filling her lungs. Atleast he was saved, at least Matt was alive was all she had thought about. Notabout the fact she had gone through so much trauma the last few days, that ablood clot had formed and she had vampire blood in her system. There wassomething else. A fate worse than death, she accepted that she was going to diein the same spot her parents had. That her car was submerged into the waterydepths and she was trapped.. 

There was no changing any of this now, she wantedto die. A fate to accept, a fate to be lost. Where she woke trembling, knowingthat something was different. The fact that she was in transition, or the factBonnie might not be able to help her. There was no John to give her life againthough she wouldn’t have asked for that, no spell from keeping from dying yetthey wouldn’t give up on trying. Elena was left in that in between stage of transitionwhere she needed to feed and yet she refused to taste that very drop of crimsonthat would give her a new life, an immortal one at least until the elementswould kill her. Thriving began, her head was throbbing in need of air, herfingers clawed at her scalp as they glided through her hair, she was pulling ondark strands unable to stand properly as she supped in what air she had left.What made her human. The thirst for blood was taking over, she needed it, andthat control she had for it was quickly diminishing.

Oh god did she crave it. 

Dragging her damp tongue along hervery dry chapped lips, her eyes were stinging with every ray of sunlight so shesurrounded herself with darkness. But that never stopped her from stepping afoot outside. Something was wrong, and to the very least there was somethingwrong in this world that allowed such myth to happen. Dark orbs searched theareas, quickly staring at trees she past to the road ahead, where was shegoing? anywhere. Away from here. 

No longer was she at home but she had managedto escape a predicament of someone trying to kill what she was in transition tobe. The very last memories she had was waiting in a cage for her own death. In transition but dying slowly, no blood to be found until given an opportunity that made her dreadthat she was taking a step to not be human, taking a step of a deeper controlwhere she would need to help those that helped her. Storming through she launchedat their attacker, fangs bearing as she hissed. Eyes dark as night threateningthe very life underneath her knocking him out instantly from her own launch. Realisationfinally sinking in as darkened orbs met that of a man she was in love with, theman that stood in-front of her ready to take action in saving them from whatshe would assume their death. A man that might not understand. ’What are you?!’what was she? “A vampire..” she answered.

The more she felt like she was okay, was the more she knewshe wasn’t but even then she was walking in blind to her own feelings. Elenajust couldn’t face up that nothing was okay any more, that she was basicallyliving a lie. That she kept telling herself everything would be okay and wouldhave that painted smile on her face, but that was all what it was. Just anotherstamped on smile that told you nothing was okay, that this person was anythingbut that. Stiles had called her out, had stopped her in her steps. Steps thatmade her think. There was a reason she pretended to be okay. Elena had to bestrong for everyone else. For her friends, her family, for her brother. Theywere grieving and she hadn’t because she had hope that things would bedifferent, that there was a way. There always had to be a way and yet it hadbeen months since anything could simply be restored. 

There was a huge loss ofthe group, this type of loss that brought a hole in your heart because therewas no way in fixing it. Mystic Falls was being torn about, her home town asshe knew it was not safe anymore and neither was it safe for her. She or herfriends couldn’t enter it, that barrier made sure of it. The family home sheonce knew and loved was burnt to the ground when she had completely lost it,  there wasn’t a chance she could let that painin again, she had to pretend at least a moment longer. Though that suddenrealisation was preventing that, causing her breathing to shake as her eyesfilled with water.

“If I stop pretending, everything will come down on meStiles. I CAN’T STOP!” she cried out, her lungs filling with air as herwhole body shook. Tilting her head back; she stared up at the sky. Tears beganto roll down her cheeks from the corner of her eyes as she shook her head knowingthat her whole world felt as though it was starting to come crashing down.“I can’t! Please! make it stop” she sobbed out as she fell onto herknees, her hands dragging against her cheeks and into her hair, holding thedark strands as she cried. It was that moment where pain thundered through herbeing as everything came crashing back to her. How did she go on living a lie?

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.| Accepting

Choses the pumpkin: Me!

Carves the pumpkin: Stiles, well, both of us, he can scrapeout the pumpkin guts :P

Gets scared and clings the other in a haunted house: Kind ofboth of us…  just one of us has tobrave it up a little bit..

Matching costume idea: Me, I’m a sucker for relationshipgoals.

Makes a cozy bed-fort to cuddle in: Me… I love my cuddlesan Stiles just loves hogging the bed.

Steal’s the other’s candy: Stiles >.> orme…depending if he has something I like.

Accidentally gets lost in a corn maze: Definitely Stiles :Phaha

Tells spooky stories to scare the other: Stiles-.- you’re apain for this babe.

( ✉ → sms ) for a second i thought u just demanded me to bring my cock to your party. 

"Stiles, please come back to me... please"

Elena had never felt so afraid in her life; the way he was acting, the fox that was taking over had completely changed his personality. This person was darker, was stronger, it brought her nightmares. How did this even happen to him? if only she could get through to him, if only she could help; but how was she to do that? Stiles had already broken her arm and lucky for her she was a vampire and healed quickly. But there was only so much she could take when she was trying to get through to him and now wasn't the time. The way he was moving towards her with such anger, with such darkness, all she could do was back up; remembering how he used to be and not as he was now. Yet her dark orbs remain locked on his, fearfully watching as the man changed before her. Elena continued to speak. Continued to try and break through to him but he wasn't listening. How could he not be listening? how could he not fight?

"You need to fight this Stiles, please. I know you are in there..."

She was begging as she fell back into the rubble, her hands scratched and raw. Cuts remain covered on her frame, crimson poured from wounds with the attempt of fighting to get Stiles back. It was breaking her slowly on the inside, yet her hope still remain that she WOULD get Stiles back. The crimson dried and new cuts were made, her clothes bloodied and torn yet she still made attempts to fight for him; but to him she was sure it was almost laughable. Elena wouldn't back down, it wasn't her, she had hope for him, she had hope that he had it in him to fight against this creature; that couldn't just use him as a puppet. Struggling to stand, her fingers brushed past her feet as she made a stand. A stand that was easily going to knock her back, a stand that was going to tear her down all over again.

"You can make it through this, if you can make it through what you had in the most, you can make it through anything. For me Stiles, you can do this"

The words of hope never ceased. Echoing through her system that continued to call out for him. For now she had to back away, he was going to destroy her if she wasn't make it through right now.  But would it be worth being destroyed in order to save him? Stiles wouldn't want that, just as much as she wouldn't if the roles were reversed. She had to keep trying! 

'So help me God'

“I know I’m not human! don’t you think I can’t feelthat? all this pain…this aching. IT’S TEARING ME APART” tears began tostream down her cheeks; she felt as though she was having a meltdown as shefell to her knees. Elena didn’t want to end up this way, she didn’t want to bea vampire, she wanted to have children, get married, grow old and die and notin that particular order but in one way or another, she wanted a life thatwasn’t this. Why did this happen to her? why was she given another chance? 

A chanceto be something she hadn’t wanted to be where she would come back alive, whereshe would struggle in handling what she is now. She couldn’t do it. “Ican’t do this!” her heart was aching, the emotions was overwhelming, it’ssaid that a vampires feelings were doubled in what a human would feel and thiswas only her transition. A transition that was making her choose whether shewanted to live or wanted to die.