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Post by stefan joseph salvatore on Nov 14, 2011 23:34:41 GMT -5
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It doesn’t hurt me, the pain I’m feeling.
Stefan was just getting used to being himself again, he still felt different and didn’t feel the same way he used to. He definitely has changed for good. The woods were a calming place and definitely somewhere he was able to think and get things out of his head. He paced around and around the same trees, he couldn’t stop thinking, it was like as soon as his humanity came back that was all he did. Thinking about the amount of people he killed, the amount of names dug into the old apartment wall. The thought of Elena and Damon seemed to always slip into his mind; it was like a bad smell that just wouldn’t go away. He sat down on a log and placed his head in his hands, he just wanted to turn it off, forget. ‘I don’t want this.. It’s too much’ he thought to himself as he rocked back and fourth. The feelings of hatred for himself and what he has done to Elena and all those innocent people. ‘I have to turn it off’ He remembered what Katherine had told him, that it was okay to let your humanity in once in a while, it helped keep your human self alive and let you feel. Stefan pulled his hands away from his face and opened up his eyes slowly, he felt a bit better but could still feel hatred. He sighed deeply as he got up from the log, it was then that his phone vibrated, he pulled it out from his pocket to see Katherine’s name, ‘where are you?’ he pursed his lips together after switching his phone off and shoving it back in his back pocket. Katherine had been trying to keep tabs on him after he had got out of the car, she seemed to worry he wasn’t doing well or that he was going to shut off his humanity. She was right, he didn’t feel like old Stefan anymore and he would never feel the same way again. He tightened his hand into a fist before punching the tree next to him extremely hard, a large gaping hole appeared in the middle of the tree. Stefan shook his fist as dust and dirt flow off, he was about to speed off when he heard a voice.
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Post by lyric on Nov 17, 2011 1:00:31 GMT -5
Lyric had been roaming the town for a long time now. Everything was so different but still memories of her childhood flooded her mind. She knew that she would cry later but now she wouldn't show it. She didn't have the heart to turn off her emotions like some vampires did. She wanted to feel. She wanted to be reminded that in a way she was still human. She brushed some of her blonde hair out of her eyes as she looked up to see the Salvatore estate. She smiled as the memories of her days with the Salvatore brothers came flooding back to her.
She had loved those days when her family had been invited to the estate. She had enjoyed the boys company greatly. All their joking and romping. It made her smile and laugh. It was all amusing. But now she would never see that again. They were long dead like everyone else she knew and loved. Lyric walked off in the other direction. She wore simple, dark, form fitting jeans with boots and a white tank top with a jacket over it. She needed to just go somewhere. The woods. She had always loved the woods.
She walked off into the trees and relished in the thought of being back home where she belonged. She hadn't been here since her brother had died. That had been over one hundred years ago. As she walked her thoughts were broken by a loud bang and splintering wood. She walked towards it and her jaw dropped. She couldn't believe who was standing in front of her. She thought that he was long dead and buried. Stefan Salvatore. Her old friend stood in front of her. She took a step forward and closed her mouth so she didn't look stupid.
"Hello, Stefan. Long time no see."
 TAG - sayWHO?
WORDS - sayHOWMANY?
NOTES - sayWHAT?
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Post by stefan joseph salvatore on Nov 22, 2011 3:21:46 GMT -5
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It doesn’t hurt me, the pain I’m feeling.
Stefan was furious, at everything, his- emotions, Elena, Damon, Klaus. He wished he had never got his free will back- that he should of just stayed under Klaus power. He still felt that way, but now he wanted revenge, heartless revenge. He heard a familiar voice behind him, soft and confused like tone, he turned just his head around to see long blonde hair. He thought instantly it was Lexi but he noticed something different, he turned his full body around slowly, he then realized whom it was. “Lyric” he said with confusion, though he didn’t want to show it, so acting like he always new she was alive was the answer to his problem. “I never thought to see the day, what are doing here?” he said with squinted eyes and a pouting look. Memories started to flood his brain, Lyric helping him come out of his comfort zone, always teasing him –in a fun way of course. Before Lexi, Lyric was Stefan’s best friend; it was most likely the reason Stefan was drawn to Lexi in the first place. Blonde hair, stunning features, he tilted his head to the side as he tried to size her up. ‘why was she hear?’ ‘did she know of what has happened?’ werewolf or vampire..
Stefan was started to lean more towards the idea of Lyric being a vampire, it was the only explanation, it was crazy to think that now she too was one of them. He started to think of Katherine, and what she has done to Damon and himself, it posed another question for him, ‘who would of done this to her?’ He started to remember how much Lyric meant to him and how much he wanted to find that person who did this to her. She was the only friend Stefan had, besides his brother, he couldn’t believe this would of happened.
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