[ there was a time where she fantasised about stefan rescuing her—from klaus, from running, and from loneliness. putting that on a 17 year old boy who could barely rescue himself had been her first mistake.
while he has great disney prince hair, he's not her prince. he can't help her out of her tower, nor does she want him to.
she turns around and takes one step closer to him, regarding him with a tilt of her head and a less sharp arch of her brow. then she shakes her head and quietly, ] No, Stefan. I don't need to be rescued.
[ her second mistake's not rescuing herself. lighting that match showed her as much.
narrowing her eyes, her entire being lacks its usual condescending sharpness. ] It's not just a box. Don't be stupid.
[ her third mistake involved not saving this boy from the monster that had been in his bed. she wonders if he lit that match if he'd see her in the way he's always seen her; the thought of that bothers her. ]
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while he has great disney prince hair, he's not her prince. he can't help her out of her tower, nor does she want him to.
she turns around and takes one step closer to him, regarding him with a tilt of her head and a less sharp arch of her brow. then she shakes her head and quietly, ] No, Stefan. I don't need to be rescued.
[ her second mistake's not rescuing herself. lighting that match showed her as much.
narrowing her eyes, her entire being lacks its usual condescending sharpness. ] It's not just a box. Don't be stupid.
[ her third mistake involved not saving this boy from the monster that had been in his bed. she wonders if he lit that match if he'd see her in the way he's always seen her; the thought of that bothers her. ]