Time jump: Stefan's 14 , Damon 21 and for the record Elena is the same age as stefan. Bonnie is probably a few years younger.
Author's note: I choose to ignore the racist shit that went on in 1800s 🙂✋🏻
Damon's pov:
I kissed her cheek softly and she gasped, her smooth skin felt right under my lips. I know I was in love. I know she was too. I loved Bonnie Bennett, and she loved me. We held each other and laid in the grass for hours , the dawn shining upon us. She asked me to drop her off so I did and kissed her goodbye and she giggled . When I got home I saw father sitting on his desk with his glasses on. A cold, heartless expression on his face. Pretty normal. He got up and handed me a letter. "Give it to stefan and ask him to fill this up and sign it. " "What is this?" " War. He needs to go. " "What? Are you joking right now? HE'S 14?! YOU THINK HE'LL SURVIVE THE WAR?! AND HOW IS HE EVEN-" " It's either you or him. He's dead meat to me anyways. At least you're useful in the estate. One of you has to leave. I'd rather have him go and die than you. " He said like it was the most normal sentence ever. " ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! HE'S A CHILD? HE'S YOUR CHILD! HOW CAN YOU-" "SHUT UP! IT'S EITHER YOU OR HIM- " "THEN I'LL GO. I WILL NOT LET HIM-" "THEN GO! WHAT DO I CARE?! I WANT YOU GONE BY TOMORROW MORNING ." He threw the letter on my chest and I had no choice other than to fill it out. I can't let stefan go out there. He'll die. No question. He's a child. How can father even send his 14 year old son to fucking war?! I was fuming. I was confused. I was lost. Good lord- how will I tell everyone? Bonnie- will she understand?! Stefan- no he'll be crushed- no, god no. I can't do this.. Father said there has to be a person from our family that HAS to go. Those are the orders. I need to go tell bonnie first- I don't even know how I'm going to tell stefan. I'm the only one he has ever since he and Elena fell apart.. There's no one who cares for him, checks up on him.. There's martha but she's getting old now and stays really busy.. Stefan could go days without eating if it wasn't for me.. He still keeps having nightmares now and then and now he starts banging his fist against the wooden handles of the bed. Once he had been so rough that there was blood all over and he had broken his thumb.. Even when I woke him up he kept mumbling incoherently.. I was honestly so scared for him.. It took a lot of time for him to calm down.. God how is he going to handle his messed up life all alone. It hurts me to see him so sad all the time. He rarely laughs. Why would he? No one gives him a reason to. With me going to work, I have not been able to spend a lot of time with him past few days. I cleared my mind of these thoughts and thought about dealing with bonnie first.
Stefan's pov:
I was so nervous today.. I had to recite a poem on the stage for the completion damon begged me to participate in. Don't get me wrong.. I love writing.. It's one of the only things I actually enjoy doing.. I wish it was something I had to just submit.. I hate speaking in crowds, I barely need to.. I hate being the centre of attraction.. What if everyone hates it.. I've been working on this for a week and I don't care a bit about winning but I know if I don't , damon would be disappointed.. He won't say anything, of course, but I know all i ever do is disappoint people. They call my name and I go up on the stage with trembling legs and I scan the crowd with my eyes to see Elena smiling at me.. She's sitting with Caroline, her best friend. Caroline is actually a pretty sweet girl. She joined last year and I'm glad Elena has someone as a friend who actually is not ruined or well.. Matt. I miss her badly but that doesn't matter. She's better off without me. She smiles and laughs and I watch her being so happy and that's enough for me. I start reciting the poem I wrote.. I see there are some boys who shout stuff like "shithead" But I try to ignore it and as I proceed the room gets dead silent.. I ended the poem and saw tears in the judge's eyes and I was confused.. Was something I wrote capable of bringing out such emotions in people..? I look at Elena and she's wiping her tears away.. It's weird to see this, but not particularly in a bad way.. It makes me feel like they understand me.. I get off the stage after a polite thank you and sit back on my seat nervously.
Now it's time for the results.. I'm anxiously waiting.. They announce my name.. I won! I actually won?! Oh my god Damon's going to be so happy. I see Elena standing up and clapping.. My heart swells at this and I feel a smile creeping up my face.. I go home to damon to tell him I won.. Lately he has been distant, but that's all okay.. He's in love.. It's adorable.. He even took me to meet bonnie.. She was really nice to me and treated me like I was her brother, too.. I open the door to see Damon with tears rolling down his face, he wipes them away when he sees me and I'm baffled as to why he was like this. I shove the certificate in my pocket because that can wait..
