Fic: Wasn't Living (Stefan/Elena)
Dec. 20th, 2012 02:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xfirefly9xTitle: Wasn’t Living
Fandom: Vampire Diaries
Characters: Stefan/Elena
Prompt: regret
Word Count: 179
Rating: G
Summary: There’s nothing worse than the realisation that you’ve messed up and lost the most important person in your life.
Notes: Written on 15/2/12.
There’s nothing worse than the realisation that you’ve messed up and lost the most important person in your life. Nothing. Not even death is that bad. Trust me. I know.
Til Elena, my life was… well, it was. It just was. I existed. I existed and I was there, but I wasn’t living. Elena changed that. For once I felt a connection with someone who cared about me in return, who wasn’t dark inside like Damon has gotten over the years.
She’s my light, my touchstone and my sanity. And I screwed up bad and lost that.
There are no words quite strong enough to explain how deeply I regret hurting her. But I cannot go back. For her sake and for Damon’s and for mine. Tough times call for desperate measures, and these are tough times.
These are times that mean being without Elena is safer for us both – but especially for her. And I’d never forgive myself if something happened to her because of me or at my own hands.
Our separation is best for all involved.
Fandom: Vampire Diaries
Characters: Stefan/Elena
Prompt: regret
Word Count: 179
Rating: G
Summary: There’s nothing worse than the realisation that you’ve messed up and lost the most important person in your life.
Notes: Written on 15/2/12.
There’s nothing worse than the realisation that you’ve messed up and lost the most important person in your life. Nothing. Not even death is that bad. Trust me. I know.
Til Elena, my life was… well, it was. It just was. I existed. I existed and I was there, but I wasn’t living. Elena changed that. For once I felt a connection with someone who cared about me in return, who wasn’t dark inside like Damon has gotten over the years.
She’s my light, my touchstone and my sanity. And I screwed up bad and lost that.
There are no words quite strong enough to explain how deeply I regret hurting her. But I cannot go back. For her sake and for Damon’s and for mine. Tough times call for desperate measures, and these are tough times.
These are times that mean being without Elena is safer for us both – but especially for her. And I’d never forgive myself if something happened to her because of me or at my own hands.
Our separation is best for all involved.
