003; Shadows of her Broken Heart// Part IV
IV
-Meeting new allies, or otherwise known as collecting the final pieces.
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There are random moments -tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seams flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window and looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from one of my children’s rooms- when I feel a wavelike rush of joy. This is my true religion: arbitrary moments of nearly painful happiness for a life I feel privileged to lead. Think of the way you sometimes see a tiny shaft of sunlight burst through a gap between rocks, the way it then expands to illuminate a much larger space -it’s like that. And it’s like quilting, a thread surfacing and then disappearing into the fabric of ordinary days. It’s not always visible, but it’s what holds everything together.
-“The Art of Mending” by Elizabeth Berg
~
She learns that the good-looking stranger is actually a vampire, who is sent by Alaric, her old ally and a somewhat brotherly/uncle figure still left in her life. (Alaric and Jenna had left after Elena’s poor auntie couldn’t live with herself after the discovery of Jeremy. Elena completely agreed with this decision, in fact she encouraged Jenna, in her zombie state, to pack her bags and to comeback when she was ready, or not at all- either way Elena would too leave this town as soon as she finished school.) Before they left (after the funeral) Alaric had promised to dig anything up on Katherine, and in consequence Elena was expecting a vampire or human messenger from Alaric. The stranger wasn’t really a surprise in this story, he was just a messenger- or so it seemed.
Em was the name he introduced himself as, and the stranger had light sandy hair and mysterious cat-shaped green eyes. His skin wasn’t fair in the slightest, in fact he had an air of a foreigner as if he had descended from distant Italian blood because of the prominent way his muscles moved in the loosely hanging khaki shirt he wore and the shade of his skin suggested he didn’t come from a small town like she, but instead this individual had travelled and seen many life-altering things. Instantly, Elena took a liking to this newfound ally in her ongoing battle with the serpent by the name Katherine.
She can remember it now, him asking politely (too politely for the modern day age) if he may sit with her and her nod in agreement gives him the green card he thought would take a longer time to earn. Something within Elena told her that this man would be a key figure in this mess; she somehow knew that when he touched her hand that he’d help her, he wasn’t like her; Elena felt that by forming this bond, they would eventually help each other out, one way or another. Actually, it is upon thinking about it sometime after their introducing scene, that she decides this- but in the real world what happened when he sat down was Elena couldn’t really care less who killed her at that point, she was just a waiting the moment Kathy decided to pay her a visit. Elena consciously realised it would have to be with Damon and Stefan in the room, to cause them more suffering less unbearable. Or alternatively it would be when she was alone; perhaps walking along some road with a dead-end at the end, or some secluded corner of the town they all now seemed to share, so as to fake an accidental tragedy of Elena Gilbert’s death. Or worse Katherine could fake Elena’s suicide to make the boys feel they weren’t enough for her. There were many ways Katherine could destroy Elena, in fact she had already began tearing away Elena’s defence walls, so in conclusion Elena upon seeing Em at that moment genuinely doubted that Katherine would send a blonde, physically fit guy to finish Elena off, it seemed more than unlikely that she didn’t want to finish the job herself.
~
“Hey Emmy,” She begins, calling him into the kitchen.
“Hey Elena,” His dazzling smile brightens up her morning slightly, she is at the kitchen counter pouring herself some coco pops into a blue bowl and pivots towards the fridge to get the milk out. He watches her in amusement about how ordinary this girl is, and how unlike Katherine all of her actions are, it fascinated him to no end, to the point where he had become slightly obsessed with finding the changes between his supposed queen and this down-to-earth, identical in looks but so different in characteristics.
“What do you think is worth living for?”
Now Em wasn’t an idiot, he had noticed how Katherine’s effect damaged many people before Elena, and now that got to know Elena, (and having known her background anyway- her parents, her brother) he could see that Katherine didn’t really need to apply much thought or pressure into getting Elena on her way to self-destruction.
“I love life because of the little memories that created it, and the people that created those memories.”
~
Life was beginning to settle down, she wasn’t really dating either Salvatore, she found they were too preoccupied with Katherine to really pay any attention to what she wanted or who was the new friend in her life (Damon would make passing comments about the new ‘boy toy’ that Elena was throwing into everyone’s face, but she disagreed, Damon hadn’t even seen who the guy was… all he knew was that Elena had a new visitor, a permanent visitor in her house, and Elena thought it was such a shame that Damon was dying of curiosity to know exactly who that was) . Em asked Elena to wait for an introduction to either Salvatore, even now she can recall his words that “it’ll be worth it in the end”, his serious face demanded trust and she knew that once he believed that he possessed most of hers (because he wasn’t a fool to assume she’d ever trust anyone completely,) he’d tell her what he had to say.
~
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-Meeting new allies, or otherwise known as collecting the final pieces.
~
There are random moments -tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seams flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window and looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from one of my children’s rooms- when I feel a wavelike rush of joy. This is my true religion: arbitrary moments of nearly painful happiness for a life I feel privileged to lead. Think of the way you sometimes see a tiny shaft of sunlight burst through a gap between rocks, the way it then expands to illuminate a much larger space -it’s like that. And it’s like quilting, a thread surfacing and then disappearing into the fabric of ordinary days. It’s not always visible, but it’s what holds everything together.
-“The Art of Mending” by Elizabeth Berg
~
She learns that the good-looking stranger is actually a vampire, who is sent by Alaric, her old ally and a somewhat brotherly/uncle figure still left in her life. (Alaric and Jenna had left after Elena’s poor auntie couldn’t live with herself after the discovery of Jeremy. Elena completely agreed with this decision, in fact she encouraged Jenna, in her zombie state, to pack her bags and to comeback when she was ready, or not at all- either way Elena would too leave this town as soon as she finished school.) Before they left (after the funeral) Alaric had promised to dig anything up on Katherine, and in consequence Elena was expecting a vampire or human messenger from Alaric. The stranger wasn’t really a surprise in this story, he was just a messenger- or so it seemed.
Em was the name he introduced himself as, and the stranger had light sandy hair and mysterious cat-shaped green eyes. His skin wasn’t fair in the slightest, in fact he had an air of a foreigner as if he had descended from distant Italian blood because of the prominent way his muscles moved in the loosely hanging khaki shirt he wore and the shade of his skin suggested he didn’t come from a small town like she, but instead this individual had travelled and seen many life-altering things. Instantly, Elena took a liking to this newfound ally in her ongoing battle with the serpent by the name Katherine.
She can remember it now, him asking politely (too politely for the modern day age) if he may sit with her and her nod in agreement gives him the green card he thought would take a longer time to earn. Something within Elena told her that this man would be a key figure in this mess; she somehow knew that when he touched her hand that he’d help her, he wasn’t like her; Elena felt that by forming this bond, they would eventually help each other out, one way or another. Actually, it is upon thinking about it sometime after their introducing scene, that she decides this- but in the real world what happened when he sat down was Elena couldn’t really care less who killed her at that point, she was just a waiting the moment Kathy decided to pay her a visit. Elena consciously realised it would have to be with Damon and Stefan in the room, to cause them more suffering less unbearable. Or alternatively it would be when she was alone; perhaps walking along some road with a dead-end at the end, or some secluded corner of the town they all now seemed to share, so as to fake an accidental tragedy of Elena Gilbert’s death. Or worse Katherine could fake Elena’s suicide to make the boys feel they weren’t enough for her. There were many ways Katherine could destroy Elena, in fact she had already began tearing away Elena’s defence walls, so in conclusion Elena upon seeing Em at that moment genuinely doubted that Katherine would send a blonde, physically fit guy to finish Elena off, it seemed more than unlikely that she didn’t want to finish the job herself.
~
“Hey Emmy,” She begins, calling him into the kitchen.
“Hey Elena,” His dazzling smile brightens up her morning slightly, she is at the kitchen counter pouring herself some coco pops into a blue bowl and pivots towards the fridge to get the milk out. He watches her in amusement about how ordinary this girl is, and how unlike Katherine all of her actions are, it fascinated him to no end, to the point where he had become slightly obsessed with finding the changes between his supposed queen and this down-to-earth, identical in looks but so different in characteristics.
“What do you think is worth living for?”
Now Em wasn’t an idiot, he had noticed how Katherine’s effect damaged many people before Elena, and now that got to know Elena, (and having known her background anyway- her parents, her brother) he could see that Katherine didn’t really need to apply much thought or pressure into getting Elena on her way to self-destruction.
“I love life because of the little memories that created it, and the people that created those memories.”
~
Life was beginning to settle down, she wasn’t really dating either Salvatore, she found they were too preoccupied with Katherine to really pay any attention to what she wanted or who was the new friend in her life (Damon would make passing comments about the new ‘boy toy’ that Elena was throwing into everyone’s face, but she disagreed, Damon hadn’t even seen who the guy was… all he knew was that Elena had a new visitor, a permanent visitor in her house, and Elena thought it was such a shame that Damon was dying of curiosity to know exactly who that was) . Em asked Elena to wait for an introduction to either Salvatore, even now she can recall his words that “it’ll be worth it in the end”, his serious face demanded trust and she knew that once he believed that he possessed most of hers (because he wasn’t a fool to assume she’d ever trust anyone completely,) he’d tell her what he had to say.
~
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