You are turned into a vampire

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Stefan: I had just gotten back from the Mystic Falls high dance. How great that went.. Somehow, a vampire found me there and realised I was Stefan's girlfriend. They knew Stefan throughout his "ripper" faze, so of course they hated him with an immense passion, and decided to take out some of their anger on me. And honestly, that would have been the end for me if Stefan hadnt of stepped in. I was bleeding out, but luckily he managed to feed me some of his blood just in time. After he killed the vampire, ripping his head clean off, we headed home. Not really in the mood to dance anymore. When we got back, I changed straight out of my bloody clothing and showered. I stood under the running water for awhile, just thinking. Thinking about how I could have died today. That could have been it. Fifteen minutes and a couple of tears later, I finally turned off the water and stepped into my baggy pj's.  I was staying with Stefan tonight. He was a bit shaken up by the whole thing as well, and I dont blame him for wanting to keep close to me for a while. I wanted to be near him aswell. The thing is, when I thought about the fact that I was going to die, I wasnt scared of death itself. I was scared of leaving people. Of never being able to see them again. Bonnie, Caroline, Jer, Matt, hell! Even Damon! But Stefan's face is the one that stuck throughout the whole scenario. I walked out of the bathroom in my pj's and sat on the couch, leaning my head on Stefans shoulder. I felt a chuckle vibrate through him before I looked up to see him smirking down at me. odd. I sat up and looked at him. He seemed different. I then averted my gaze to the doorway to the kitchen, only to have my eyes met with that of a petrified Stefan, who had frozen in his tracks, and was just staring behind me. I spun my head around again, either he had used his vampire speed to move there or my head is playing tricks on me. I jumped from the couch when I was met with Stefan. Well, who I thought was Stefan. I dont know who this stranger is, but what I do know, is that he is not my boyfriend. I flung around to face the real Stefan who was still frozen inbetween the doorway. His expression changed from that of confusion and fear, to that of sorrow and pain in the blink of an eye. A look of utter pain washed over his face before I saw him beginning to run over to me, but that was the last thing I saw before I was hit with the most incredible pain in my neck, and complete darkness took over.

I awoke quickly, all of my breath coming back to me at once, and was met with an intense pain burning away in my eyes and neck, and a crazy hunger eating away at my stomach. I started to sit up but was pulled into a bone-crushing hug by Stefan. I could feel him sobbing as he held me close to his chest.

"Stefan? What's going on?" I managed to breath out, the words escaping in a shakey whisper.

"I'm so sorry y/n." He sobbed into my shoulder

"What do you mean? Stef-" 

"What's the last thing you remember?" He questioned worryingly, cutting me off mid-sentence.

"You running toward me, you looked like you were about to cry." I started, "Wait, there was two of you! What is going on!?" I started to raise my voice, confused and scared. I began to stand but was held back by the immense pain in my neck, forcing me to stay seated. I raised my hand to my neck and applied pressure. I looked up at Stefan with sad eyes, and he looked back at me with the same expression. Only his was more of, guilt and pain.

"y/n," He bagan, shakily, "The other me was Silas." He breathed out, looking deep into my eyes.

"Silas?! How did he-"

"y/n he snapped your neck." He stated, cutting me off again. His eyebrows furrowed and complete sorrow took over his face.

"what?" I replied, calmer than expected. If that's true, then.. I must be dead? But I'm not. Oh my god. I had Stefan's blood in my system from when that other vampire attacked. "Stefan.." I began, staring intently at the wooden floorboards, trying to distract myself from the inevidble. "Am I in transition?"

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