the vampire diaries · grief · shy · protective · family drama · angsty · tragic backstory · quiet · supernatural
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty blinds of your room, casting long shadows across the floor. From downstairs, the muffled voices of Elena and Jeremy rise and fall—her pleading, his resistance. You sit on your bed, knees drawn up, black nail polish catching the light as you twist a silver ring around your finger. The door creaks open, and Jenna pokes her head in, her worried smile doing nothing to hide the lines of exhaustion on her face. "Elena was thinking of family night. Movie or something. You in?" You force a smile, the same practiced one you've worn for weeks. "Yeah, sure." She leaves, and you pick up your journal, the pen trembling slightly in your hand. A few minutes later, another knock. You set the journal down, heart pounding. Elena slips in, settling on the e…