Stefan sick/sad fics✨

autism

Request:Can you do one where Stefan has autism and Damon always protects him against bullies.

Time stamp: s1

Damon's pov:
When stefan was little he barely spoke.. He actually started speaking late.. Never used to talk about anything and always used to be alone and a nervous wreck if someone tried to communicate with him and we realised he had autism.. Father used to scold him a lot for this and he started trying to speak more but got so panicked he started crying in front of everyone whenever he tried. I remember once when stefan was around 5 , our uncle came home to visit us with his kids, twins a little but older than stefan .. Stefan quickly went and hid under our bed because he knew father would force him to talk and he got really stressed when that happened .. But that didn't work as father came in and Dragged him out grabbing his hand and tightening his grip when stefan tried to pull away and stefan whimpered in pain wanting a way out..he hated being around people so much that he felt like he would rather suffer from father's wrath than embarrass himself trying to form a conversation and miserably failing.. But nothing worked as father was cruelly adamant and as expected father pushed him to talk to them but he didn't want to and kept looking at me with this helpless look in his eyes trying to beg me for help.. John and dave were really chirpy and confident for their age as stefan was just looking here and there not even being able to hold eye contact and he sometimes spoke whenever he saw father glaring at him and it came out all flustered and stutter-y his right hand was shaking hard and he was trying to make it stop by making a fist but he wasn't succeeding, for some reason. He kept tapping his legs all the time and glanced at me with tears in his eyes as if saying 'please help me I can't do this' but I avoided his look feeling guilty myself.. For not defending him when I know he can't do it for himself. Few moments I heard them laughing at him as he held his shaking hand to stop it's movement and I was scared he'll hurt himself because that's how harshly he was holding it and I could see tears rolling down his cheeks as he ran to his room with tears in his eyes and his whole frame was trembling and he looked so lost.. I felt pity for him and guilt consumed me. I got up to go after him but father stopped me and got up himself. And locked the door.. My heart was beating out of my chest.. He's going to hurt him..
The flashback in Stefan's pov:
I was in my bed crying because I hate everyone. No one cares about me. Dave laughed at the way my hand was shaking and I couldn't even say anything to that as john made fun of my stuttering .. It wasn't my fault.. I was really trying but it wasn't happening.. I knew father would be mad and he'll scold me for not being the son he wants me to be .. I hoped damon would help me but he didn't.. I kept looking at him for help but he didn't do anything. I was drowning in my sorrow when father entered and slammed the door shut and I shivered.. He looked so angry and I tried to beg him to leave me alone as he grabbed my hand and pushed me off of the bed onto the floor.. "S-sorry father i- I can't - " I started panting "tried h-ard" I felt so afraid ... The way he was looking at me made my mind and body go limp because I was so scared.. I started pleading him with joined hands when he grabbed my hair and pulled it, slapping me with the back of his hand as I scrawled near his foot because of the intensity of his hit. I was crying hard and coughing because of it as I felt pain both mentally and physically.. " Worthless, good for nothing piece of shit!" He said with gritted teeth tryi not to make noise "What did I tell you.. I told you not to embarrass me again! " He was holding my jaw tight and I could still feel the sting where he slapped me. "S-sorry.. " I spoke barely audible and he pushed me to the floor with his foot and started beating the hell out of me.. I was too afraid to scream as I kept begging for mercy and apologising.. My whole body ached and I couldn't stop crying and whimpering with pain. After he was done punishing me he closed the door shut with a loud slam which made me shiver with fear as I felt numb.. Nothing but despair.. I tried to stand up on my shaky feet and lay down on my bed , thinking it would lessen the physical pain but my heart hurt.. I don't know why I felt so socially awkward and scared to talk to people.. Why was I not like everyone else.. I was worthless and good for nothing.. No one loved me.. I tried to fall asleep but couldn't as my thoughts kept me awake and I held on my blanket for comfort but I felt so emotionally and physically drained as I kept crying.
Damon's pov continued:
I don't know what was happening in the room and I silently prayed for everything to be okay but I was scared out of my mind for him.. I should've helped him.. It was getting too long and I heard a sob from the room after the awful silence.. I got up and went to the room but father opened the door and closed it on my face. "He's sleeping.. Come on.. " He said to me and I didn't know if I could trust him.. An hour or so later uncle decided it was time to leave and we were left alone and as father began indulging in his work I slowly went to Stefan's room to check up on him and I saw him laying down on him bed but not sleeping.. His eyes looked red and trails of tears were prominent on his cheeks.. He didn't even register me coming inside.. He was lost in his thoughts.. I sat beside him and and touched his shoulder and he flinched and tried to scoot away.. He was trembling.. "Stef.. Are you okay??" He didn't respond. I made him turn to me and his face had many bruises.. father..I brought his little body close to my chest and hugged him hard.. To comfort him but instead he winced and gasped. I took a look at his shirt and it had shoe marks.. I lifted his shirt and saw bruises all over his stomach and back and a big blue bruise near his ribs.. He was so little.. I can't believe father did this to him because of something he can't even control.. I felt my own eyes tear up as I felt this was all my fault.. I took his little head in my hand and buried it in my chest as I rubbed his back softly and his trembling lessened.. He was wetting my shirt with his tears.. He was like this .. Always cried silently.. Never talked about his feelings or pain.. His heart was pure.. "I'm so sorry stef.. You're okay now.. I love you.. " "N-no.. " He said abruptly " What? " I asked him gently as I took his face in my hands and he looked down.. Ashamed of himself and I could see self hatred in his eyes. "Am worthless.. Good for nothing.. " He said, barely audible and his tears weren't stopping.. His eyes we're puffy.. "NO! WHO SAID THAT ! COME HERE! " I put him in my embrace and ran fingers through his hair as be began calming down but I would bear whimpers and sobs here and there.. "F-father.. " "It's okay.. Nothing he said was true.. You are not worthless.. You are a great person. You hear me?" He nodded softly, " And I love you because you deserve to be loved! " He hugged himself in my arms and started sobbing.. He stayed like that as I rocked him back and forth and he fell asleep due to exhaustion.. I was snapped out of this memory as I saw stefan walking in with his head down and he went straight to his room.. I followed him because I could sense the sadness in his posture.. On my way to his room I heard sobs and my heart broke.. "Stefan!! Open up!! " "P- please go away.. I c-can't " That was it.. His voice was too hopeless for me to bare.. I opened the door with my vampire strength and saw him , face buried in his knees.. I went beside him to ask what happened and after lot of convincing he finally fessed up.. He was having trouble with bullies.. They mocked him because he had autism and pushed him around Making fun of him.. He looked so young right now that I forgot he's 162 .. I could only see the 5 year old boy.. I hugged him and kissed his forehead.. "Shh.. It's okay.. I understand.. " Thats all he ever wanted.. Someone to understand him.. To love him for who he is.. "I'll take care of it.. " I tucked him in and he slept really quick as I put his head in my lap brushing his hair with my hand softly. I had to teach them bullies a lesson.

Stefan's pov:
I woke up few hours later after damon comforted me.. He always did that.. He's the only one who gets me and I love him for it.. It hurt remembering how the boys teased me and called me names and I wasn't even able to defend myself.. I then saw damon leaning on the door with a smirk which distracted me from my thoughts.. " I guess those assholes won't be troubling you anymore " He said with a wink and I smiled.

Author's note : I hope y'all liked it there's one story left now oop- have a good day :D