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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2019-01-01 04:02 pm
iluvroadrunner6) wrote2019-01-01 04:02 pm
Entry tags:
- canon: from dusk til dawn,
- canon: leverage,
- canon: marvel cinematic universe,
- canon: supernatural,
- canon: teen wolf,
- canon: the amazing spider-man,
- canon: vampire diaries universe,
- canon: wynonna earp,
- fdtd: kisa,
- fdtd: seth gecko,
- leverage: eliot spencer,
- leverage: sophie devereaux,
- mcu: natasha romanoff,
- mcu: yelena belova,
- prompts: plurk meme,
- ship: ben/elena,
- ship: bonnie/matt,
- ship: cora/peter,
- ship: dean/wynonna,
- ship: derek/elena,
- ship: eliot/sophie,
- ship: kisa/seth,
- supernatural: ben braedan,
- supernatural: dean winchester,
- tasm: peter parker,
- teen wolf: allison argent,
- teen wolf: cora hale,
- teen wolf: derek hale,
- teen wolf: eli hale,
- teen wolf: scott mccall,
- tvdverse: bonnie bennett,
- tvdverse: damon salvatore,
- tvdverse: elena gilbert,
- tvdverse: matt donovan,
- tvdverse: stefan salvatore,
- wynonna earp: nicole haught,
- wynonna earp: wynonna earp
plurk meme { 2019 } flash fic iii: the word count strikes back
i'm erasing myself from the narrative ~ darkest timeline ~ 838
Ever since Damon bit her, she’s felt different. She’s felt the disorienting dizziness of not being alone in her own skin. Of knowing that she was losing control of herself, of her ability to manage her abilities as a banshee. She’s been confiding in Stefan, telling him everything she’s been feeling and he’s promised her answers, promised her he’d find solutions.
But he knew. He had to have known. He’s Damon’s right hand.
She hears the door open as her boyfriend—soon to be ex-boyfriend—steps into his bedroom to find her there. Stefan’s eyes scan over her curiously, reading the tension, smelling the change in her sense, knowing that something is wrong. But he waits for her to lay it out and plasters on a smile. It shouldn’t shock her how easily he can put on a facade for her benefit, but none of it is real.
She doesn’t know if any of their relationship was real.
“What are you doing here?” he asks, making his way closer. “I thought fall break wasn’t until next week.” He reaches out to place his hands on her arms, and she jerks away from his touch, not wanting him anywhere near her. The facade falls just slightly. “What’s wrong?”
“Did you know?”
Stefan frowns. “Did I know what?”
“Did you know what Damon did to me?”
There’s a moment before he responds where she sees it, the recognition and understanding before he tries to replace it with confusion again. She never thought that Stefan would be one to lie to her, but it’s clear now that he’s been doing it all along. She shakes her head before pushing past him and making her way to the door.
“I’m done. We’re over.”
“No!” Now he panics. Now he’s worried about what he might lose. “Elena, no, wait.” He’s faster than she is, so he gets ahead of her, blocking the doorway to keep her from escaping. “Wait, let’s talk about this.”
“There’s nothing to talk about, Stefan.” Elena stares him down. “I’ve spent months losing my mind, because I thought I was going crazy, and you knew all along what your brother did. That it’s Damon in my head, using me to get what he wants. How could you?”
“I didn’t know. Not at first.” Stefan holds up his hands, trying to placate her. “I started asking around, trying to figure it out, and when Damon found out, he explained it to me. How it was to keep you close, keep you safe.”
“What part of this makes you assume I felt safe?” Anger surges through her as holds up her fists and pulls them back to keep her from slapping him. “You knew how I felt. I told you.”
“I know. I know, and I tried to tell him that but…” Stefan tenses, trying to find the words. “The second the bond breaks, Tyler would come for Damon, and Damon would kill him. Damon having this, it keeps everyone in a stalemate. No one gets hurt.”
“No one but me.” Stefan blinks at her, confused by the statement, and she shakes her head. “You never considered that it would hurt me? That I might not want Damon dead for what he did? For taking control of my life and not giving me any choice in it?”
She steps forward again, and Stefan refuses to move, so she lifts her hands to push him backwards. It’s like pushing a brick wall, but she tries.
“Move, Stefan.”
“No. We need to talk about this.”
“No, we don’t.”
“Elena—”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” She stares him down. “I can’t stay or be intimate with someone who doesn’t think I can make my own choices. Or that I shouldn’t know of things pertinent to my situation. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t trust me. So it doesn’t matter what you say, Stefan, because you can’t make this better. I’m done.”
She hasn’t slapped him, but she may as well have with the look on his face. She knows as soon as she leaves, he’s going to text Damon and tell her what she knows, but that’s a problem for future Elena to deal with. Eventually, he sags to the side, giving her space to leave and staying in the doorway.
As she makes her way down to the front of the boarding house to get in her car, Damon steps out of the shadows, illuminated by the firelight with a glass of bourbon in his hand. “He loves you, Elena. He was trying to protect you.”
“No,” she shakes her head, turning to face him. “He was trying to protect you.” With that, continues on her way out the door, not interested in any of his justifications.
Elena will get him out of her head. Whatever it takes.
Re: i'm erasing myself from the narrative ~ darkest timeline ~ 838
Re: i'm erasing myself from the narrative ~ darkest timeline ~ 838