Over the past few days Stefan had been turning into a person he didn’t like. He was started to act a lot like the Stefan that had no emotions. The one that killed innocent people for fun and didn’t give it a second thought. Maybe that was who he truly was and the nice version of him was just a lie. It was just a mask he liked to hide behind so that he could pretend he wasn’t who he truly was. After Jenna’s death the cracks in that mask had started to show as he realised he really didn’t care what other people thought of him. Jenna was one of the other people he could count on to make sure he was always the good version of himself. The other person was Lexi and she was gone, then there was Elena who was with Jeremiah much to his dismay.
He knew deep down he’d been really horrible to Elena but he could find it within himself to care. At that point he was seriously debating turning his emotions off just so that he didn’t have to feel pain or regret any more. Just so when he killed people he didn’t feel regret any more. But he decided against it, deciding that it was a terrible idea. Stefan with no emotions eventually lead to ripper Stefan and that was not something he was willing to go back to. He had no idea what possessed him to go to the party but for some reason he really just wanted to annoy Elena, and that was exactly what he had done. The party was seriously dull but he had stayed for Charlie. When the girl has suggested they get out of there he couldn’t have been happier. As soon as they got out of the party Stefan turned to Charlie and sighed. “So, what should we do now?”
Senna had the best time last night. Stefan had come over of course and she was expecting him to take her alcohol away but instead he had actually started drinking with her. She then wanted them to do it sober, so he would know she was actually just as much fun and she didn’t regret what they did. Pulling out some shorts and a white blouse she made her way over to her bathroom and turned it on. She then put her hair up in a messy bun and put her clothes on the toilet. She was at her Aunt’s place for the fact she drank there when she wanted to drink. She didn’t want to upset Zack or his parents and since her Aunt’s house wasn’t preoccupied she thought it was best rather than going to a club and going home with some random.
Senna got undressed and hopped into the shower, she let the hot water wash over her and relaxed her muscles. Her head was pounding but Stefan did say he was going to bring over some pain killers. She was glad she had Stefan as a friend, he seemed to be there for her when she really needed him, and boy did she need him. Letting out a sigh she hopped out of the shower, and started to dry herself off. She heard a knock at the door, and a smirk came to her face. Wrapping the towel back around her, she made her way down to the door, and slowly opened it. She tilted her head so her wet hair fell to the side before letting out a chuckle.”Well, hello hottie, please do come in.” Senna said as she opened the door wider and let him come in. She then closed it behind him and did a little twirl.” Now, doctor, where is my medicine?” Senna asked with a seductive smirk on her face.
When Stefan had gone over to Senna’s the night before he was expecting to just take her alcohol from her and get her to stop drinking, but that didn’t happen. In the end she’d managed to convince him to drink with her with he’d actually ended up having fun. He wanted to do it again, mostly so he knew Senna didn’t regret the events of the previous night. Over time Senna had become a really good friend to Stefan. She wasn’t like most girls, she was very head strong and she knew what she wanted, he admired that about her. It gave her fire. He was grateful that he had a friend like that who he could just relax and have fun with. After ending things with Elena he’d missed having a friend like that. Someone he could just be himself around.
After how much alcohol the girl had consumed the night before Stefan knew how much her head must have aching. Being a vampire and being alive for as long as he had meant he’d built up a bit of a tolerance for alcohol. He took some strong painkillers out of his bathroom at home and headed out of the door to Senna’s aunt’s house. Usually he would have drove there but there weren’t many people around so he decided to run. What was the point of being a vampire if you didn’t use some of the perks sometimes? When he got there he knocked on the door and waited for the girl to answer. He laughed lightly at her choice of clothing, or rather lack of clothing. “Right here.” He said with a smirk as he walked through the door, closing it behind him. He took the pills out of his pocket and passed them to her. “Take two of those, you’ll be feeling fine in no time.”
Elena felt strange, as a rush of nostalgic feelings came over her. It’d been what seemed like forever since herself and Stefan had actually done anything together that didn’t involve someone getting hurt in the end. When Elena had decided to cut ties with Stefan and move forward with her relationship with Damon, she never imagined it would be so strange between the two of them farther down the road. Standing in front of Stefan reminded her of all the feelings she’d kept locked up inside of her, to keep herself from getting hurt again. She’d learned the hard way that getting too attatched to a Salvatore brother, or any other vampire for that matter, was dangerous. For some reason, she was even beginning to have her doubts with his brother, who seemed less interested in her and more interested in the rest of the female population day by day.
Elena swallowed, shaking her head to reassure him that she was fine. “No, not at all. It’s just been a while. Uh, come in.” She smiled, stepping aside and waving him in. “I just have to get my shoes but then we can head out if you’re ready?” She walked and spoke at the same time, grabbing her shoes from the hallway closet. As she slipped on a pair of sneakers, Elena felt a rush of emotions already stirring up inside her. It was weird, having Stefan, standing there as if nothing had changed between the two of them. Sad how both of them knew deep down just how much had really changed. “Alright, all ready. Cafe, right?” Elena smiled, hopping up from where she was sitting, and grabbing the front door once more.
Standing there in front of Elena Stefan could really see how much had changed between them. From a distance it looked like things hadn’t changed that much, they still spoke and were friendly towards each other but things were so much more complicated than that. Seeing Elena reminded him of all the feelings he’d tried so hard to bury. It hurt too much to think that the girl he loved was in love with his brother so he just hid the feelings like they didn’t exist. Instead of the emotions he focused on other things, things that didn’t remind him of Elena. That was a bit harder now that the girl was stood in front of him. He had to remind himself of his own words. He wasn’t good for Elena, she deserved better than him. She deserved better than Damon too not that he’d ever say that to her. What Elena deserved was a normal, happy human life but it was very unlikely to happen that way.
Stefan lingered at her doorway for a few seconds, he had a weird sense of deja vu from the very first time Elena had invited him into her house. He hadn’t gone in straight away back then, he didn’t trust himself too. This time he wasn’t sure why he was so hesitant to go in but whatever it was made him only take a small step into the girls house. “Yeah, I’m ready.” He nodded watching as Elena disappeared to get her shoes. When she emerged again seconds later with her shoes on Stefan nodded at her words taking a step backwards so he was outside of the house again. “Yeah.” He smiled looking back at the girl. Elena’s smile could light up a room, it always had. It was hard to be miserable when Elena was happy.
Meeting up with Stefan seemed like a good idea to Elena. She knew Damon would probably have something to say about it, but in her defense, Stefan and Elena had ended things on good terms. It wasn’t as if Damon really had anything to be worried about, although Elena would always have a special place in her heart for Stefan. She grabbed a sweater of the banister of her stairs, and headed over to the kitchen pulling out some left over meatloaf for Caroline and Jeremy. She was inviting Bonnie over for dinner, and in the meantime, spending time with and old friend, not to mention lover. She missed Stefan, more than the girl would admit to, but she was beyond confused by other emotions to let anything in her mind be certain.
As she pulled her cellphone out of her pocket, the girl turned it down to vibrate. There wasn’t going to be any need for distractions while her and Stefan caught up with one another. Sitting down at the bar in her kitchen, Elena poured herself some coffee left over from her afternoon batch. She’d been having trouble staying awake with everything that’d been going on, and coffee seemed like her only escape route. Her train of thought was interrupted by a knock on the door, causing her to put away the coffee and immediately rush to the door. Brushing off her jeans before she answered, the girl drew back a deep breath. She was beyond nervous to see him, why, she had not a clue. “Stefan.” Elena smiled, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
Damon would probably have something to say about Stefan and Elena hanging out again, he usually had something to say about everything. It wasn’t as though he had anything to complain about any way. He was going to enjoy today no matter what. Elena was still his friend, they’d ended on good terms and there was no reason they couldn’t still be friends. Sure the feelings for Elena were still there, he had been in love with her, but he knew how to forget about them and push them to do the side. He’d been doing it for long enough. All he had to do was remember she was in love with his brother, that she was dating his brother.
When Elena opened the door she looked beautiful as she always did. No matter what she always had a certain glow. Stefan could tell that she was nervous around him, he didn’t know why but all the sighs were there. He could hear the way her breathing was slightly off and he could hear her heart beating that little bit faster. “Hello Elena. Something wrong?” He asked referring to how nervous she was. The last time she’d been nervous around him was during his ripper stage when he’d shown up at her school claiming to be ‘protecting Klaus’ human blood bag’ which thinking back on it was pretty stupid of him. He’d really pissed Elena off that day but it wasn’t his fault, he had no emotions. He didn’t care about what he was doing at the time.
It had been a long time since Stefan has seen Elena and he missed talking to her. When they were together they’d see each other every single day and now it felt so odd. After his vanishing act he knew they had a lot to talk about, she’d probably want to know where he’d been and what he’d been doing while he was away but he wasn’t really sure he wanted to tell her. It was Elena, if she asked him something he couldn’t lie to her He’d never been able to lie to her but that didn’t mean he had to tell her the whole truth. Elena had been spending entirely too much time with Damon for his liking, so much time that she hardly had time to see Stefan any more. He wasn’t going to say anything because that would make it seen like he was complaining and that he wouldn’t do.
Stefan put on his leather jacket that never seemed to be off him any more and grabbed the keys to his car before heading out of the door. Driving was always an annoyance for Stefan, the traffic was terrible and most of the time he could get where he wanted to go a lot faster if he ran. The perks of vampire speed. Sadly that wasn’t an option in a busy city like Chicago, in Mystic Falls he could run quite easily without getting noticed. The drive to Elena’s wasn’t too awful, it could have been worse. When he got to the familiar house he got out of the car, not bothering to lock it behind him and walked to Elena’s door. He knocked and waited for her to answer, a weird sense of deja vu playing on his mind.
Bonnie nodded her head in agreement. He was right, their fights never lasted long. One of them always gave in. She hoped they would, but she wouldn’t think about it anymore. The last thing she wanted to do was think about their friendship never getting fixed, and them just pulling away from each other more. “It is. I might have this day more often.” Bonnie told him with a light shrug to her shoulders. Putting her arms on the table, she snapped her fingers, pointing at him. “Right, your super strength. I almost forgot for a moment. I guess that means I’m in good hands.” She could feel Stefan’s eyes on hers when she was looking down. Ordering more shots when the waitress passed by ,she finally looked up at him. Just like she had felt, his eyes were right there to meet hers. A smile forming on her lips. “For example, Mystic Falls.” She let out a small laugh. Chicago was definitely better than Mystic Falls. It had more to offer. It was a big city, and you could keep away from the drama if you wanted to, unlike Mystic Falls since it was a small town. “I actually like it. I kind of miss home, but here I’m able to … be normal ?” She furrowed her eyebrows unsure if those were the right words. “As stupid as that sounds, but it was a place to start new.” Her fingers fiddled together on the table.
No matter how many fights Elena had with her friends they always ended up making up eventually. Bonnie was worried for no reason. “We should make drunk day a more regular occurance.” He agreed. “Well there are a lot worse hands you could be in. Especially with most of the people around here.” If Bonnie kept ordering so many shots she was going to get drunk faster than he’d expected. He nodded in agreement to her comment about Mystic Falls. The place was his home and he’d spent most of his life there but Chicago was a lot better. He’d lived in Chicago before, back in his days of being friends with Rebekah and Klaus. The days he constantly tried and failed to push out of his memory. In Mystic everyone knew everyone so it was impossible not to get caught up or at least know about all of the petty drama going on. “I know what you mean. It’s not really possible for me to be normal as much as I try.” He admitted. The thing he probably missed most about being with Elena was how human she made him feel. Maybe that was why he was such good friends with Bonnie, because she made him feel human too.
“You’re right. Maybe I should just give her time, and space.” Bonnie nodded her head in agreement with Stefan. He was right about Elena. She just needed space, and to figure things out on her own like she always wanted to do. Soon they’ll forgive each other for everything, or she hoped they would. Her lips formed an ‘o’ shape when he told her he hadn’t spoke to Elena in person. “The last time I saw her was when all three of us had a little get together, but besides that it’s been hard to make plans with them lately.” She told him running her fingers through her hair. “I wouldn’t say the best day of the year, but it’s okay. Sadly I’ll be waking up with a hangover.” Faking a small pout at what she said. Looking around the bar she noticed all the people. There were plenty of single drunks in that bar, drinking their loneliness away.”So if you have to carry me home by the end of this night, I’m sorry.” Bonnie told him a head of time, laughing lightly. She would try her best not to get too drunk. There with Stefan she felt so relaxed. At that moment they were just two normal friends having fun, not a vampire and a witch. Breathing deeply Bonnie tossed Stefan a smirk and then took the shot he had just ordered. “So do you like Chicago ?” Her voice was soft while her eyes captured his, holding them there for a moment before she brought them down to her hands.
“I’m sure she wont stay mad forever, this is Elena we’re talking about. I doubt she could stay mad at you for long.” He agreed. Thinking back on it he couldn’t really remember the last time he’d seen Elena in person but it had been a while. “Okay, maybe it’s not the best day of the year but it’s better than a lot of them.” He laughed and nodded at what she said about carrying her home. Looking around the bar there seemed to be a lot of people who were going to need to be carried home. “Oddly I’m okay with that. I’m strong and you’re not exactlly heavy so that shouldn’t be a problem.” He said with a laugh. It has been one of the first times in a while he’d felt so relaxed and calm. There was usually always some kind of drama going on or some reason to be angry or annoyed but not this time. Stefan raised an eyebrow and shook her head when Bonnie took his shot. “Well Chicago’s Chicago. It’s not the best place in the world but I can think of worse, way worse actually. How about you?” He asked, eyes not leaving her even if she was no longer looking at him.
Looking at his usual outfit, maybe she was a bit over dressed. She hardly ever played dress up. She was more of a jeans, and t-shirt kind of girl, but one night of dressing up wouldn’t hurt. It was Valentine’s Day and she was a single girl. Isn’t that what single girls did ? Bonnie thought to her self. It was her trying to be normal, forget about the whole witch stuff. Pushing the thoughts away she focused her attention back on Stefan. Laughing at what he said she playfully rolled her eyes. “Fine, but I’ve been trying to loosen up a bit.” She admitted, looking up at the waitress before ordering more shots. Bonnie was usually the worried one. Worrying too much about everybody she cared about. For once she would stop that. Giving Stefan a look when she noticed his face expression. “I’m okay. Been better, and no.” Leaning against her hand. “I tried, but she didn’t want to tell me anything. I should of asked for her side of the story.” She let her face fall slightly, shrugging her shoulders lightly. Stopping herself before she rambled on about what she did wrong. “What about you ? Spoke to her lately ?” She knew that Stefan cared about her, and wondered if his feelings for her were still there. It felt like Elena was pushing her away. She didn’t know anything going on with her anymore, or anything going on with anything around Chicago. When the waitress placed the shots on the table, Bonnie lifted one up. “Cheers to national drunk day.” A smile showed on her face before she downed it. Grabbing the other one and downing it as well. Shaking her body in a dancing kind of way. She could already feel herself loosening up.
Stefan knew what Elena was like. Once she had something in her mind it wasn’t changing any time soon. She was the most annoyingly stubborn person he’d ever met which was something a good thing but could also be a pain in the ass. “You know Elena, she’s stubborn. She’ll come around eventually, she always does.” Even though they weren’t together Stefan still cared about Elena, he still wanted her to be happy. Bonnie could usually put a smile on her face just like she could with everyone else. “I haven’t spoke to her in person for a while, well it’s been weeks.” It made a chance from when he used to see her everyday but times had changed and he had to accept that things weren’t going to be the same. Stefan laughed when she downed both of the shots, picking up his glass of bourbon and downing what was left. “Cheers to national drunk day, the best day of the year.” He smiled. It was good that she was starting to loosen up. She needed to just be normal for a while, forget about all the witch stuff and just be Bonnie. He ordered two more shots hoping she wasn’t going to get drunk too easily. They still had the whole whole night ahead of them.
Bonnie had been trying to keep herself occupied lately. To get her mind off of things that happened with Elena. She shouldn’t have said anything about what happened. It wasn’t her business even if she thought what she did was wrong. It felt like she was losing her best friend, but she knew that their friendship was stronger than that. It could survive anything, or that’s what she thought. Since it was Valentine’s Day everybody seemed to be having a drink. Since Stefan was back, Bonnie decided to join him at the bar. Being in Chicago she hadn’t saw many friends from Mystic Falls, so she thought it would be good for her. Besides she had missed him. He was probably the only vampire she got along with because she knew he was a good person past the whole vampire thing.
Searching through her closet, Bonnie sighed. She wasn’t really the going out type, so she had no clue what to wear at a time like this. Scanning through her closet Bonnie came across a dress she had never wore. Grabbing it she slipped it on noticing how it hugged her curves. Pulling on her boots along with it, her hair fell in soft curls down her back. Looking in the mirror Bonnie shrugged her shoulders. It would have to do for right now. She pulled on her jacket, and headed out toward the bar. It wasn’t that far from where she lived so walking wasn’t a problem. Hugging her body to fight off the breeze that ran through her body. Entering the bar her eyes scanned the place for Stefan’s familiar face. Once she spotted him Bonnie quietly approached him sitting in the seat across from him. “Hey Stefan.” Bonnie said giving him a small smile. Eyes wandering down to the shot. Hesitating before picking it up, but then taking it quickly. It caused her to slightly scrunch her nose at the strong burning feeling. “So the drinking on Tuesday thing is definitely new for me, so bare with me.” She told him taking off her jacket. “But how have you been ?”
Stefan knew Bonnie wasn’t exactly a big fan of vampires. In fact she pretty much hated most of them but he was glad she tolerated him. Especially after his ripper stage. He was lucky a lot of people forgave him after that, he’d done a lot of unforgivable things. Things he tried but failed to forget. It was good that the reason he came back into town was working. His plan at getting people to forgive him was slowly working.
When Bonnie walked through the door Stefan spotted her instantly. Suddenly he felt extremely under dressed in his typical jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket he wore 90 percent of the time. In total it had taken him a couple of seconds to get ready which may have had something to do with his vampire speed but still. It was only valentines day. He’d been though over a hundred and each one was exactly the same, just like every other day of the year. When you were a vampire every day turned out to be pretty much the same. She looked amazing. His eyes followed her as she sat down to him and greeted him with a drink before drinking her shot. He couldn’t help but laugh at the way her nose scrunched when she downed the shot. ”That much is pretty obvious, Bonnie.” He said still laughing. “I’m not terrible, how about you? Talked to Elena yet?” Stefan knew Elena and he knew that the longer Bonnie left it to talk to her, the worse it would get. Even though their friendship could get through anything.
Stefan was sitting alone drinking a glass of bourbon when he invited Bonnie to drink with him. It was valentines day and he couldn’t help but remember that not long ago he’d been with Elena, and now she was dating his brother. In the back of his mind he expected it but it was still strange. It was him who had let her go and he was over his decision but it was still weird not to have her in his life as much.He’d missed a lot during his departure and still needed to fill in some of the blanks of what had happened in his absence. Plus, he’d missed his witch friend and it was always nice to have some good company.
Stefan downed what was left in his glass and compelled the waitress to get him another. There was the occasional perk to being a vampire, free drinks being one of them. It had been a while since he’d seen his favourite witch, in fact he could remember the last time. Caroline too was high on his list of people to catch up with. He’s drink came and he ordered two shots, one for Bonnie before looking at the door and waiting for her to arrive. He just hoped she wouldn’t ask him of his whereabouts for the past two or so weeks.