i'm not me || tvd [1]

•i'm not my alter ego•

He turned to leave and walked out of the door but typical Elena, she went after him.

"Stefan." Elena called out to him, who turned to her. "Did you really not feel anything?"

"When?"

"How do you do that? Act like you don't care, like you don't feel anything? Because I can't do that." Elena admitted as she walked closer to Stefan. "I, I feel. I feel everything."

Stefan sighed. "Elena, stop."

"I'm not going to stop, Stefan, because I don't believe that you feel nothing." Elena said stubbornly.

"What? I feel something Elena. I do." Stefan told her. "I do feel something."

Elena grabbed his face in her hands as the green eyed Salvatore turned his face away from the doppelgänger, the girl he once loved.

"Then show it! Do something, Stefan, anything is better than trying to convince me that you don't care." Elena said loudly.

Stefan grabbed her hands and pushed them away from his face. "I do feel. I do care. I feel and care but not for you anymore."

Elena stared at him in disbelief. "Stefan..."

"I don't want to lead you on, Elena. I don't want you to think that I still have feelings for you." Stefan said softly. "When I obviously don't anymore."

Elena Gilbert stared into Stefan's green eyes with her teary brown ones. "That's not true. Tell me you're just joking. Tell me you still care for me."

Stefan shakes his head and took a few steps back, away from Elena. "Stop it." he muttered and walked away from the Gilbert residence.

Elena's tears fell from her face as she watched Stefan walk away. Stefan stopped walking and sighed before turning to Elena. "Give Damon a chance, Elena. I know you have feelings for him and obviously he does too. Think about it."

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Imogen stared at Elijah thoughtfully as the said Original walked around Esther's study, where she linked all her children as one. The noirette walked over to him when he found the burnt sage Esther used last night.

"If she wanted to talk to Elena, she didn't have to use a privacy spell. Was their conversation that important?" Imogen mumbled as she and Elijah exchanged a look of suspicion at each other.

"She and Finn are clearly hiding something from us, Elijah. You, Me, Nik, Kol and Rebekah. All of us."

Imogen smiled softly as he gently cupped Elijah's face in her hands and kissed his cheek before leaving him in the study and walking downstairs. She entered the living room and saw Kol and Klaus there, relaxing. Klaus was sitting on a couch, sketching while Kol was sitting on a single sofa, looking bored.

"Good morning." Imogen greeted the two men.

Klaus looked at her and smiled. "Morning, my love. Here, take a sit." he scooted over to give the noirette some space.

Imogen smiled and sat beside him on the couch. Kol stood up from the single sofa he was he was sitting on and approached his anchor.