elena thought she was a bad luck charm, and maybe she was, but edward and the others around her were tired of her trying to die to keep them safe. ‘we’ve been taking care of ourselves for a long time. you do realize we can still do it now, despite this, don’t you?’ eyes moved up to meet hers, solemn, with just a touch of empathy behind them. ‘and we’d like to take care of you along the way. why the hell won’t you let us?’ @gravelena.









