Elena Gilbert

The inayofuata morning when Gabe came in the jikoni he saw the TV was on, airing the news. They were talking about a car accident. Someone had hit a car and driven away. “The culprit has turned herself in last night” The newsreader told some zaidi details, but Gabe and Rachel didn’t hear it anymore.
“That fucking retard” Gabe cursed.
“Gabe!” Rachel reproached, nodding at Amber who looked up from her plate rotating her head from her mother to her father and back. “Amber, sweetie, why don’t wewe take your breakfast upstairs? wewe can watch some TV in your room”
“Nice offer, mom, but...

Damon slammed the door open and breathed heavy through his nose. Though it was pitch dark, he could smell the scent of fresh blood. So could Stefan and Katherine. Stefan bent and touched the ground.
“I don’t understand” he mumbled desperate. “Amber is my friend. Why would she attack Elena?”
“Maybe because she’s a psychotic vampire?” Damon snapped sarcastic. He was having so many different emotions right now there was no room for pity for his brother. “Seriously, what were wewe thinking? How long have wewe known this chick? What made wewe think wewe can trust her? She tried to kill...

Damon lay on his bed, his eyes closed. He hadn’t woken up since Bonnies attack. Elena sat on the bed, tears rolling over her face. She didn’t understand any of this. Why was Stefan so mean to her? Why did someone do this to Damon? And why did she have all these different emotions? She knew she was seventeen, but she didn’t feel like that. She felt like a little kid. She wanted to be cuddled and cherished. She lay down and snuggled against Damon’s cold body. She weaved her fingers in his and lay her head on his chest. She felt him moving and looked up. He was awake.
“No, wewe need to...

Before wewe read this please understand that this is purely opinion. I'm not saying that it's fact that SE aren't soul mates...but to ME they aren't. Feel free to maoni your own views. I'm very curious to see what everyone else thinks. I tried not to be too biased, but obviously it has come through. Also, I am not bashing SE! I am just saying how I view their relationship compared to what the writers say about them. So let's go:


From the beginning of The Vampire Diaries, all the writers have done has praised SE e.g:
"This onyesha is always going to be about Stefan and Elena. It has to be. They're...

“Where is she?”
Stefan slammed the door and grabbed Katherines throat. He growled threatening. “Where is she?” he repeated. Katherine took his hand and pulled it away. “Depends on who you’re looking for” she alisema sober, not in the least intimidated.
“Amber” Stefan panted. “Where is she? I’m going to kill her” Katherine laughed scornfully. “Well, that’s great, Stefan, can I do it?” she alisema sarcastic. “But before we get to that point of epicness, can wewe fill me in on the why?”
“She attacked Elena” Stefan explained. “I left Elena alone; she was too scared...

Damon carried Elena over the doorstep, like a bride and kicked the door with his foot, in an attempt to shut Bonnie outside. However, she just in time stopped the door from locking and she entered the Gilbert house.
“I’ll take her to bed” Bonnie alisema authoritative. But Elena groaned sleepy and clung on Damon’s neck. Damon ignored Bonnie and carried Elena upstairs to her bedroom. He opened her door, walked her to her kitanda and gently lay her down.
Bonnie stood in the doorway, looking sharp at the bed. Damon sat at the end, taking off Elena’s shoes. He felt Bonnies stare piercing on him...

When Elena finally arrived at the kitchen, all showered and dressed, Stefan was sitting on the sink having a blood bag in his hand, which appeared to be his breakfast. Blood streamed from the corners of his mouth, but he didn’t bother to wipe them away, not even when Elena shot him a yuck glance. She went to sit with her back to him. If she was still going to have breakfast she could not stand the view of a blood drinking boyfriend. She shoved the cereals to her and filled her bowl. Then she poured maziwa in it. She recalled the morning before when Damon had been baking those delicious pancakes....

Damon walked into the living room, finding Bonnie going through her cupboards. “That bitch, kahaba really got me. Look at my neck” she alisema bitter. Damon grabbed her arm and forced her to turn around. All of the fear he had felt since she jinxed him was gone and now all she could read on his face was fury. “Let go of me, Damon” she alisema with a cold voice, though she couldn’t hide the tremble. Damon brought his face to hers and looked her straight in the eye. He wasn’t going to compel her, he knew he wasn’t strong enough. “What have wewe done to Elena? wewe alisema wewe wouldn’t hurt her”...

Damon was sitting in the couch, his head in his hands. “Is it still not over?” Elena asked slightly worried. “I gave wewe two painkillers, it shouldn’t hurt no more” Damon looked up and gave her an irritated glance. “I’m not making this up, if that’s what wewe think” “I didn’t say I think you’re making this up” Elena defended herself. “I just find it strange… Maybe wewe need to get a doctor” “Yeah, let’s do that” Katherine scornfully said. She came from out of the kitchen. “Let’s go to a nice doctor and have him examine Damon. Surely he wouldn’t notice...

Caroline was hanging in the Grill when her phone rang. She let out a deep sigh when she noticed it was her ex-boyfriend Matt. “Hey, Matt” she said. “Caroline, hi, I’m glad I can finally reach you” Matt replied. “What do wewe mean?” Caroline asked avoiding. It had been two days since she last spoke to him and she had very consciously ‘missed’ his calls. “Is something wrong? Are wewe avoiding me? Because if wewe do I would understand. I mean, I did break up with you” Matt softly said. “I’m not avoiding you, okay? I’m just hooked into something, I can’t explain it”...

Sheriff Forbes was standing above the corps lying in the shag. A rope was lying loosely around its cervix and he had two small holes in his neck. He was drained from blood. Liz let out a deep sigh and startled as her daughter appeared in front of her. “Caroline! You’re not supposed to be here, this is a crime scene” she alisema reproachful. Caroline didn’t react, but ducked to have a closer look at the corpse. “Vampires” she whispered. Liz nodded. “Yeah, I know” she said. “Caroline?” No answer. “Caroline” Liz now alisema a bit harder. Caroline looked up. “Caroline, I need...

This one is pretty short but I've been so busy, hope wewe like it maoni and tell me what wewe think.

Elena’s POV
I woke up to find the curtains being draw open and Stefan gone. Every thing seemed a little fuzzy. I could see a figure walked towards me. I sat up in kitanda and rubbed my eyes.
“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Damon spoke softly. When things came back to focus I saw Damon half dressed, wearing just a pair of sweats.
I ran my fingers threw my hair pulling it out of my face. “Where’s Stefan.” “Not here, in fact it’s just wewe and me. Hungry?”
He got up and headed for the...

Katherine’s POV
I leaned off the ukuta smiling. “I can tell that wewe didn’t miss me.” I alisema turning to Stefan my smile fading.
I turned back to Damon smiling. “I can’t tell much if wewe miss me with all that ‘I upendo wewe Elena.” I glided my hands over his perfectly sculpted abs. His shati so thin wewe could feel every little curve.
My fingers moving up his stomach one kwa one. “You seem to upendo Elena so much, have wewe ever wanted to tasted her blood, because I know I’ve been dying to.” I alisema running my thumb over his lower lip.

Damon’s POV
From the moment she spoke my body...

“What?” Stefan alisema when words failed to leave both Damon and my mouths. She was still staring at me.
“I can’t believe it. How is this possible?” she alisema to herself. I was at loss. What was she TALKING about? Stefan slowly walked towards her and knelt beside her.
“Katherine, we need wewe to tell us. What are wewe talking about? How is Elena…you?” he asked gently. She seemed to calm down and she walked over to the bar. She shakily poured herself a large neat vodka and downed it. She slammed the glass down and stared at the fire.
“A few years before I came to Mystic Falls in 1864,...

Rachel was sitting at the jikoni table, drinking a cup of tea, to calm herself down a little. Since the events of the awali night she had been very jumpy. She expected Damon Salvatore to onyesha up out of nowhere and rip her heart, just like he’d done with her daughter. So when the kengele rang she let out a scream and spilled some tea.
“Mrs. Lindy? I know you’re home” Stefan called from outside. “I just want to talk”
Rachel stood and walked to the door. She opened it.
“Good morning. I’m Stefan Salvatore” Stefan introduced himself politely.
“You’re the vampire that turned...

Rebekah and Elena were both sitting on the couch, as far away from the other as possible. “So, wewe and Stefan are getting married? When did that happen?” Elena asked slightly surprised.
“Stefan and I know go way back. We knew each other long before wewe were even conceived” Rebekah answered smug. “But Nik compelled him to forget, until I convinced him to break the compulsion. He was a little off, Nik, I mean. I think he’s having trouble making Caroline and Tyler break up. He told Tyler to stay away from Caroline, but it doesn’t seem to make any difference”
Elena nodded, then frowned....

Damon walked Elena away from the dance. Actually he was walking and kissing her at the same time. They reached the stairs on the football field and Damon clenched Elena’s butt and lifted her up.
“Damon, everyone can see us” Elena mumbled uneasy, while Damon’s hot and wet kisses made her body feel like it was set on fire. She gave up resisting and threw her arms around Damon’s neck. She turned around Damon and pushed him down. She sat on his lap and kissed him again.
She wanted to open his button-down, when she gasped and her eyes bulged.
“Elena!” Damon exclaimed. “Did I do something?”...

Bonnie was sitting in Indian style on the floor of Caroline’s room. A book was lying open and three candles were surrounding it. She vowed her hands and whispered the words on the pages.
The front door slowly opened and someone slowly walked upstairs. The latch of the door in Caroline’s room went down and the door slowly opened.
“I thought wewe couldn’t do magic anymore”
“Oh my God!” Bonnie shrieked. She quickly got up and turned on the light. She bent and blew out the candles. “What the hell are wewe doing here?” she whispered loud and reproaching.
“I missed wewe at the Homecoming...

Klaus and Caroline were reaching the juu of a 1050 feet tall tower. Caroline had no idea why she was going along with Klaus; all she knew was that she had to go with him.
Klaus let go of her and took the compulsion away. Caroline shook her head and turned to Klaus. “Where are we? Where did wewe take me?” she demanded to know.
“Vous êtes à Paris, mademoiselle” Klaus answered with a charming smile. He bowed, took Caroline’s hand and kissed it. His lips had barely touched her soft skin, when she jerked her hand.
“I don’t know what your angle is” Caroline started as she walked backwards....