Elena Gilbert had never been brilliant at sports. She'd chosen cheerleading for the minimum effort it required of her. She could stand at the back and no one would notice her yawning or her missed steps. She never thought she'd ever run this fast or this desperately. She felt like she was running for her life as she sprinted out of the doors of the Salvatore House, and out into the woods. The faint yells coming from Damon and Stefan fizzled out as she ran further and further away.

It was all too much. The confusion of it all. She thought she was living out her life following a pre-written script of Katherine's. Stuck in between two Salvatore's, the words it's ok to love them both playing over and over in her mind. She didn't want to love them both. Right now she'd be quite happy not to feel a thing for either of them quite frankly.

For the first time in forever Elena couldn't read her own feelings. She had no idea which one she cared for most. It's always gonna be Stefan she had once said, oh how she wished she could feel that sure now. Of course Stefan was an angel. Brought into her life at exactly the right moment. She was so lost back then, she remembered. He never had truly done anything wrong. So why had everything changed between them? Damon had been a devil, he knew all the buttons to press to piss her off and he certainly had pressed them time and time again. But he made her feel alive in a way Stefan didn't. They were both the epitome of two completely different kinds of love.

One sharp pain in her side and Elena stopped running and almost collapsed to the ground. Too many burgers at the grill she thought. She sat herself down at the foot of a tree and attempted to stop her thoughts from racing. She could hear he birds sat in the branches and the faint rustling of the leaves that the autumn breeze was creating. Peace. Finally.

They had asked her to choose between then, Damon and Stefan. And a question to which an answer which at one point would have been so simple, was suddenly now like deciding on the true meaning of life. She couldn't decide, and so she had ran. She wouldn't decide, she thought.

"I choose neither, I refuse." Elena whispered to herself.

"Oh but where is the fun in that, hm?" sounded a familiar voice. Elena knew it instantly. That accent, that chilling tone. Klaus, of course. Elena looked around in shock, she hadn't heard him coming at all, even with all the sound of nothingness. She couldn't spot him and yet suddenly he was sat beside her against the tree. That usual smirk across his face.

"What do you want Klaus? God knows you're not here for nothing" Elena said, distaste recognizable in her voice.

"I know it is odd isn't it? But truly, believe it or not, this is a mere coincidence that we were roaming the same patch of woods at the same time. I'm fond of afternoon walks you know. Oh and the lovely Italian tourists you can often find by the waterfall just over there, very tasty indeed" Klaus smirked and licked his lips, he knew he was making Elena uncomfortable.

"Well, murder was going to be my second guess at what you were doing out here" Elena replied, giving him one of those fake, disgusted smiles and rolling her eyes.

"But hearing you mutter to yourself about how you want neither Salvatore really has made my day better than any gorgeous tasting Italian ever could, so I think I hang around and poke the bear a little more. Now do tell me love, which one is the better kisser?"

"Oh get lost Klaus. Go mindlessly murder a few more innocents, hm? We are not friends, nowhere close even. Don't think I will ever forget what you did to me and my family." Elena said, winding herself up and making her feel even angrier. "In fact I can't believe I've even entertained your company this long." Elena said, standing up and turning to walk away.

"Just one second love, there is just one thing" Klaus said as he stood up.

"What?" Elena half-yelled.

Klaus quickly stepped towards here and shoved a needle into her arm and injected her. Elena instantly fell, eyes closed and unconscious.

"That" Klaus smirked, whilst catching her in his arms. He lifted her up, and carried her off in a direction opposite to Mystic Falls.