I lay on my kitanda staring at the ceiling. Today had been…“fun”, as Damon had put it, but fun all apart from Stefan’s sudden reappearance at the completely wrong moment. It wasn’t that I wasn’t a little happy to see him again, I was. But the fact that he came back just after Damon and I had had…you know. And the fact that he’d fed on human blood. What had swayed him to the dark side? Lexi? I had to know. But he had gone when he’d begun to tell me what had happened. And who had he killed? It couldn’t have been someone close to me, I would have noticed if they were gone for a mwezi without calling me. Suddenly, the window blew open. I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“Jeez…” I muttered, recovering. I got up and shut them again, putting the latch on. When I turned around, I nearly screamed. Stefan was standing behind me.
“Stefan! wewe scared me! What the hell?” I breathed and moved around him.
“Sorry, that wasn’t my intention,” he replied honestly. I looked at him from across the room. It wasn’t just his eyes that had changed I realised, it was the way he was standing. He was poised as though ready for anything out of the ordinary. His eyes took in everything about the room. He was tense.
“Stefan, why are wewe here?” I asked quietly, looking at the floor. He relaxed slightly, walked over to my kitanda and sat down.
“I thought it would be easier to talk to you…if…Damon wasn’t here.” He looked up at me, his eyes still filled to the brim with the sorrow I had seen earlier.
“Stefan…you have to tell me now. I need to know what you’ve done.” I sat down inayofuata to him.
“Ok, here goes…” and his story began again.
*
Lexi looked at me sternly.
“Stefan, we’ve got to go and do something! I have to go tomorrow and we need to do something fun!” She grabbed my hands as she begged me. I decided to give in.
“Ok, ok. So what are we going to do?” A huge smile broke across her face.
“I have an idea,” and she walked over to her bag and zipped it open. After a few sekunde she pulled out three paintball guns.
“Paintballing? Lexi, you’re too cool, wewe know that?” She leaped gracefully across the room in a flash.
“I know how much wewe loved it back in ’88, and I came across a couple going cheap in China when I was there. I thought “what the heck?” and bought them.” She put one in my hands.
“Wait, why are there three? I thought wewe didn’t like Damon?” She laughed out loud.
“Stefan, it’s not for Damon, it’s for Michael! wewe thought I came without him?” Of course, Michael. How could I have forgotten Michael?
*
“Who’s Michael?” I inquired.
“Michael’s Lexi’s husband. They got married way back before I was even born. They’re tight as anything. Nothing has ever come between them.” He looked sadly at the floor. I knew he was thing about us.
“Stefan. I’m so sorry to have hurt you. Damon and I…I’m so sorry.” Tears started spilling down my cheeks.
“No, Elena. I’m sorry. I left wewe alone and I’m sorry. If I hadn’t…hadn’t…done what I did, wewe and I would still be together…” He seemed so pained and so heartbroken that I put my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around him.
“Shall I carry on?”
“Yes.”