elena gilbert (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} matter) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} marinanova, |
[ you know it can't be that easy. she remembers, for a moment, caroline. telling her about what damon did to her, how it was wrong - but the words are fuzzy, and the thought slips away. she drops her wrist. ] Okay, fine, it's wrong. I know it's wr-wrong. [ she stutters on the word and looks around the bar. the dream flickers. she does know that. her attention turns back to kitty. ] I thought this was how I needed to be. Or how I - I don't want. I don't want to be. [ she's realizing.
then she's pulling in a sudden, horrified inhale, because suddenly they're not in the bar anymore. her meal is gone, and it's night, and they're on a small, deserted bridge. ]