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Elena's pov;

"This is not necessary."

I looked at him with blankness and sighed. Stephan had uttered this sentence for the fiftieth time, almost giving me an ache in my head. "Can you be quiet for a freaking second?!" I silenced him and grabbed the aid-kit from the nearest shelf.

He cocked an eyebrow, clearly hating the fact I was talking back to him.

"Watch it, Elena." He tsked and took a seat on the bed and placed a fluffy pillow on his lap, making himself comfortable as ever.

"Are we here for a bed time movie?" He vaguely asked.

I marched towards him and took a seat beside him. "What do you think?" I mocked back and took out an ointment from the mid section.

"You're acting like I can't handle this little childish bruise."

I opened the cap and squirted some of the light beige thickness on my finger. "And you're acting like a ten year old child right now who can't stop his blabbering." He pursed his lips in a thin a line but his resting gaze on my face was sharp and alarming.

Bringin