I used to think that I'm a bad boy's possession, that I am obsessed with bad guys and I would want one in my life. I was wrong. I am watching The Vampire Diaries and I am definitely Team Stefan. His love is just so pure! The way he loves, giving all of his soul and heart, the love that comes from the weakest point, vulnerability. That's rare. "That kind of love never dies", is the line that Klaus, the immortal villain in the show described the love Stefan had for Elena. I mean just look at him, will you? Klaus compelled him to kill Elena and it's so hard to break through but he just put every ounce of restraining in his body to defy the compulsion to protect the love of his life. That is so beautiful. But here is the deal. I know the ending. I know the major things that will happen. I read all the spoilers on Google because I can't help it and that is so weird but I was born this way, can you blame me? I read the whole seven books about the novel a year ago but back then I was team Damon because the whole plot and story were so different from the series version and the characters were a little different too. There are officially five books with the endgame being Stelena which now is my most preferred, adored, and loved ship but there are two other books in the series that we're co-written with another author and it ended in Delena my then-favorite ship. I just want to say Guys like Stefan are rare and he deserved so much better.
My phone beeps and I check the notification. It's Kashmira:
Let's go to the rooftop? It's nice weather.
I text her "alright". 9 months almost to this lockdown and I'm stuck at home for so long anything out of these four walls seems like a golden hour. I look at the time. It's 4 p.m. in almost the evening and I've spent yet another whole day watching this series. What will become of me? I can't stop once I start a series until I am done with it for once and all. If I want to study, I can't focus because the scenes revolve around my head like a rocket lost in the black hole so I have been watching it constantly, day and night. My parents think I'm studying but I am not. Sorry, not sorry. It's interesting. Only 8 seasons and 178 episodes in all, like a cup of tea, it won't harm my study, right? Right?
"I'm going to the rooftop with Kashmira", I say to my mom as I make my way out of the main door. The flat in front is complete. There is a medieval blue wallpaper on the outside wall with golden strokes of branches and leaves drawn. It's classy. There is a wooden shoe shelf outside the door, of high fashion about four meters up the ground. We can honestly sit on that outside and talk. The door is kept simple and pretty basic but still classy. Who is this new neighbor? I wonder. Maybe that guy I met the other day. If this actually happened, it would be a dream come true. He was so nice. We could be friends and all of us can have fun. Furniture is brought up the elevator and inside the flat. I guess they are moving in today. I take the 9th floor on the elevator and then take the rest two staircases to the rooftop. The building is still unfinished. The rooftop isn't completely done yet so it has no rails whatsoever. I take careful steps up the stairs. I spot Kashmira doing TikTok in the distAnce. I walk towards her waving my hand and we hug.
"I think the neighbor in front of my house is moving in today. We might have someone our age there. I have a gut, we'll have someone our age to be friends with", I tell her.
"I hope so, it would be fun and if it's a guy, you can have a BOYFRIEND".
"Maybe," I smile sheepishly, " Anyways there's something I need to tell you. Something happened yesterday, it's interesting." I tell her about the stranger with ash mauve eyes and what happened yesterday.
"That's so cool but you should be safe. You said you felt like you were being followed when we were coming from Aliana's apartment and he was there and yesterday he was there at the apartment front door. Doesn't it sound too much for a coincidence? He could be a stalker. But it's fun. You might not be single after all".
"I know I read too many romance novels and I fancy these things but I don't really think I want a relationship at the moment so no thanks", I reason.
"We'll see about that.", she says smiling slyly and raising her eyebrows at me. I do not have eyebrows thick or even remotely sleek enough to do that.
"How're things with Rafi?", I ask her.
"He's nice and very romantic. Things are going great but he doesn't give me time enough", she says with an annoying gesture and continues, "I mean I just ask him for a few hours every day but he's always busy, and when I ask him why all he says Is he's making his career to grow financially so that soon enough he's rich enough to come forth to my dad. I mean it's cute but it feels bad. He can at least text me between breaks in his work but he doesn't."
"I thought you said you talk to him at night?".
"We do but he says he's tired after barely half an hour and hangs up on me. It just feels so bad", she says sadly.
"You should tell her about all your feelings, I'm sure he'll understand and work for it or he's very fake", I say and give her a squeezing hug.
"Leave this. Wanna go to grandma's house tomorrow to meet up with Lilly?"
"Sounds like a plan", I chirp happily. We take some pictures. It's breezy today and a clear sky. It's really nice.