Why was Stefan acting like he had no idea what was going on? What was wrong with him? What was wrong with all of this? She felt like she should have pushed away but instead she let herself fall against Stefan again, hugging him was a comfort but there was too much going on in her mind to really understand what was happening, to really feel like she could grieve. That was typical though wasn't it? That she'd have to put all of her problems, all of her pain aside for everything else, for everyone else.
"What do you mean how did it happen? You were there with me!" She exclaimed confused, and if possible more upset, her voice was getting a little more high pitched with every word. "She died of a brain tumor! You were with me, you..." She paused as he started to tell her about Portland.
"Portland! To the freaky Gemini witch people Portland?" She said taking a few steps back. "This isn't possible." She said. "You..." She stopped as she struggled to get herself calmed down even a little. "No. No. No. No. No. This is not happening."