Chapter Twenty Nine

Alisha got out of the bath tub, and went over to her bed. After drying off, she put on her robe, and had grabbed her Shea Butter lotion.

She slowly dried off her feet, one by one. Rubbing the milky surface of her creamy skin. Until it absorbed. She took the towel off of her head, and went back to her mirror in her bathroom. Looking in the mirror, she dries her hair and brushes it to perfection. Curling it in the process.

She had only been out of the hospital a few hours and had gone home, to the boarding house to have a bath.

"Hey Lish, do you have a second?"She knew that voice, and was scared to turn around. Unsure if Klaus had done his part yet.

"I'm getting ready to pack my stuff right now, is it important?"

Stefan walked over to her, spun her around and hugged her. He closed his eyes, and he could remember every second of what he had done to her, and he would never forgive himself for it.

"I am so sorry, Lish. I don't expect you to ever forgive me, but... I will probably punish myself forever."

Alisha backed away from him, and looked up, into his eyes. She could see tears forming. "Stefan I already forgave you. Don't punish yourself. You weren't yourself, and I never once blamed you. Ever. It wasn't you.""Yes, it was.""No! It wasn't! Stefan, I know you. I loved you long before Elena did.""You what?""Nevermind that, I have a point to get to, and that's not it.""Can we go back to that then?""No.""Well, ok then. Please continue.""Stefan, you over punish yourself, for things that are not your control. You need to let go. Of your pain, your guilt. One day, your guilt will get you killed. Is that what you want?""If I deserve it.""Oh shut up. Poor stefan, everyone has bad days. Only difference is you kill people. So do all Vampires! You don't see Damon moping around cause he killed people, or Klaus, just you. Only you. So stop. It's part of your nature, you need to just accept that you have those urges. Get over it. Grow up Stefan. I love you but you're kind of a whiner. So, be a big boy, and accept who, and what you are. Do you have any idea how many people I kill in my head every day? Many. So, consider yourself lucky. I wish I could kill people and get away with it. Believe me."

Stefan laughed. They hugged, but before Stefan left the room, still facing the door, he asked Alisha.

"Did you know?""Know about what?""Damon and Elena?""There isn't much to know. They like eachother but she loves you. She didn't really have anyone else. I was a prisoner with Klaus, and he was all she had. But she spent all that time looking for you, so don't be mad at anyone. They just got closer. That's it."She knew she was lying, and he felt it too.

Deep down, he knew he was losing Elena, but he knew he had to fight for her. He couldn't lose her. She had to know that she had a choice, and he knew what he had to do. But could he do it?