Elena's pov:
Why was father not getting it?! God I can't hear another word about him and how he's not good for me. NO. I cant- I have to tell him everything. I do and by the end of it he's quiet, silent, in shock.. Shocked at how he was judging a 15 year old for having his life messed up since the very moment he was born. Ashamed. He just stands there astonished and I leave him to go to stefan. God I can't stand him right now. Father was a kind, non judgemental man. why was he acting like this?!? That's so not done. I go to the room stefan was in and I'm shook by the fact that he's not there. I start calling for him, shouting.. God- he heard us- shit- now he's going to think whatever father said was all correct.. I know he will.. " STEFAN?! STEFAN?! " Nate comes towards me, scared, to see if Stefan's alright- " ELENA WHAT HAPPENED- IS STEFAN-" "He's alright he's just- where did he go?! " He's confused, not really understanding what I'm saying.. I do look like a mad person and he looks at me like I am one .. "Elena tell me-" "He's gone-" "What do you mean-" He was confused because how could the barely breathing boy stand and leave?!
1 week later
I tried to find him, I went everywhere?! Where the hell was he?! He hasn't come to school since that day. I even went to his house.. The park! Everywhere. I just pray for him to be alright. Nate tried to find him too, but couldn't. Even my father is trying to find him, we all failed. But I can't give up.. I can't ever give up on him.
Damon's pov:
I'm finally going home. I haven't heard from stefan in six months. I get letters from bonnie and while replying to the first one, I requested for her to check up on Stefan or at look at him and tell me how he is, and for her to be honest. I miss her so much.. I know she wouldn't have told me the truth about how Stefan really is so I really requested her and explained how much I needed to know. She told me she saw him crying on the street one day , crouched up in a corner, knees to his chest. She told me she went up to him and he refused to talk about it. She said he had lost weight and had bruises on his body.. Father , of course. She was being honest, just like I asked her, but I kind of wished she had lied because the description broke my heart. She actually cares about Stefan a lot and I know that. She told me she tried up reach up to him a lot but he always pushed her away and was almost never at home when she went there. I have been trying for months to be free of this war stuff and finally , I can go home. I had to do a lot of stuff for the captain, but it was worth it, i will get to go to my brother , I will make it up to him, he needs me and to be honest, I need him. The carriage finally reaches home and I get out of it. I knock at the door and father opens it and throws himself at me , in a hug. Why was he acting so warm all of a sudden. It was weird to say the least but I ignored it and went inside Stefan's room , to see if he was in there. There, I saw Martha sitting on the edge of his bed crying, holding her face in her hands.. My heart started racing, mind went to the worst of possibilities.. "Martha- what happened?! " "Son?! You're here?!" She hugged me tight, now crying into my chest. "Martha please tell me- why are you crying what- what happened?!" "Stefan- he's gone-" "WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S GONE?! " My heart's beating out of my chest and it feels like it's going to explode. "Your father b-beat him and he- he left- it's been days son- I don't know where he is-" She starts crying again.. Oh my god. This fifteen year old child is gone after receiving a beating from his father.. Where is he? Has he eaten? Is he well? Is he alive- no- of course he is- he can't be-.. What happened?! I storm out of the room to father and demand an answer. "WHAT? YOUR PERFECT LITTLE BROTHER STOLE FROM ME! " "WHAT SO YOU KICKED HIM OUT?! " " THE BASTARD SMOKED! HE STOLE MY MONEY TO SMOKE. I JUST PUNISHED HIM FOR WHAT HE DID AND TOLD HIM A LITTLE TRUTH! " what?! HE SMOKES NOW?! " WHAT TRUTH?! " U yelled and he fessed up and walks out of the room . Oh no- he's going to blame himself- no- I need to find him. There's a reason why I didn't tell him.. I knew how he would react.. He would blame himself over and over again.. That's what he does .. He refuses to believe that's it's anyone else's fault but his.. He's conditioned to think that way.. He's always been told that it's all his fault.. Why won't he believe it.. But it's not his fault. Not even a bit of it. He was a child, is a child. I need to find him because I know he won't be right in the head right now and God knows what could happen-
