It had been a long time since anyone had encouraged her to be as devastated as she felt, everyone always seemed to try and encourage her to be stronger and keep it all together. She knew they had nothing but good intentions with how they tried to help her get through everything, but it forced her to hold so much inside. Last night Elijah had stood by while she cursed out his entire family, had let her be as angry as she needed to be; and now he held her as she cried out her grief and guilt and fear; he didn’t say anything in actual words, at least not ones she understood, but he let her fall apart by assuring her he’d help pick up the pieces.
Beautiful and terribly true. Elena's never really allowed to grieve. There's always something else going on or something that needs her attention instead. I love that Elijah's the one to let her finally give into all of the wild emotions she's feeling.
“I would have to make allowances for your unexpected desires,” he said rubbing at her neck. It was completely healed now, but the reminder was obvious, not that she had needed reminding.
Elena easily identified it as a complete bullshit non-answer. Last spring she had trained herself to dissect everything Elijah said for what he did and didn’t actually say and she knew he was evading her now. “Elijah,” she warned with a smile.
“Elena,” he said with a smile of his own. He looked and sounded almost turned on by her calling him out on it, but didn’t offer anything else.
The engaged in a silent battle of wills and increasingly seductive smiles...
I love love love this part. I always love Elena-Elijah negotiations and this is just perfect!
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Date: 2012-08-13 08:13 pm (UTC)It had been a long time since anyone had encouraged her to be as devastated as she felt, everyone always seemed to try and encourage her to be stronger and keep it all together. She knew they had nothing but good intentions with how they tried to help her get through everything, but it forced her to hold so much inside. Last night Elijah had stood by while she cursed out his entire family, had let her be as angry as she needed to be; and now he held her as she cried out her grief and guilt and fear; he didn’t say anything in actual words, at least not ones she understood, but he let her fall apart by assuring her he’d help pick up the pieces.
Beautiful and terribly true. Elena's never really allowed to grieve. There's always something else going on or something that needs her attention instead. I love that Elijah's the one to let her finally give into all of the wild emotions she's feeling.
“I would have to make allowances for your unexpected desires,” he said rubbing at her neck. It was completely healed now, but the reminder was obvious, not that she had needed reminding.
Elena easily identified it as a complete bullshit non-answer. Last spring she had trained herself to dissect everything Elijah said for what he did and didn’t actually say and she knew he was evading her now. “Elijah,” she warned with a smile.
“Elena,” he said with a smile of his own. He looked and sounded almost turned on by her calling him out on it, but didn’t offer anything else.
The engaged in a silent battle of wills and increasingly seductive smiles...
I love love love this part. I always love Elena-Elijah negotiations and this is just perfect!
Beautiful work!