Author's note: I actually needed a negative short term character for this story , and even though someone wanted me to include klaus and the originals in this story I don't wanna make them bad characters because yk :') , so I'm going to use and oc I hope no one minds :( also, do old kind of telephones exist in 1800s💀 I sure hope they did , google says hey did so yeah🧍🏻♀️
Stefan's pov:
It's been three weeks since we moved in here, it's kinda far from Elena's home which is sad.. I meet her everyday at school though.. So that's something. I love her so much. And I'm falling in love with her. I hope she is too.. She is a person who understands me so well, without judgement.. It just fits.. I should've let her in ages ago.. Today is saturday and I have a date with her.. Our first date.. I need to be back from work by 6 so that I'm ready to go to hers by 8 and we'll go out. I have a prefect place in mind. I really hope she likes it. Nate helped me get a part time job in a coal mine in the outskirts of the city. It's kinda far away but nothing I can't manage. Damon was mad when he found out I took the job, actually saying that he was just mad is and understatement he was worried, furious and bitter all at once .. He said something about how it would be bad for my health and stuff but it's not like I would listen to him. We needed that money and any other job wasn't available. I don't even have any qualifications yet. I used to work all days a week but Damon strictly td me I can't so I requested my employer, James to give me a part time job and make it 4 days. He agreed, even though he hated me, like he hasn't done something really evil up until now but there's a look of disgust on his face whenever he sees me. I really don't know why and honestly I don't care. He can hate me all he wants I just am here for the money. I got up and got ready to go to work. I ate some toast and drank some juice before leaving.. I've actually started eating more now, all because of Damon and elena. It makes me feel like I have more strength than usual. Whenever I come back from the mine I'm so tired, I feel out of breath and immediately fall asleep. Yesterday I met martha. She looked good. She told me she had found a place to live somewhere and left father's.. I kind of felt like maybe she left because of me so I tried to convince her to go back and do her job because father sure does have a lot of money and martha would be able to love comfortably.. But she told me it's totally because she wanted to go.. Which I believed because I thought she might have been honest because I do know she hated that guy. If I had enough money to pay her or at least let her live with us, I would've invited her for sure, but here we were barely fending for ourselves. It was nice meeting her after so many days. While on my way to work, all of a sudden out of nowhere, I felt my throat tightening.. I felt out of breath so I stopped midway.. Trying to take deep breaths , but it felt like someone was choking me, I started coughing out a lot of phlegm and mucus.. Ugh disgusting .. In not more than a minute the pain slowly went away.. This was weird, but I anyways didn't think much about it because I do get out of breath a lot and cough frequently , but this hurt quite more.. I continued walking and after not less than 30 minutes I finally reached there and I was already sort of tired, but I started getting to work after letting my James know that I'm here.. He gives me a weird look and asks me to get to work. It's 12 in the morning right now. Shit. 6 hours of this. God help me. I started picking up the heavy bags on my shoulders and carrying them where the needed to be carried, following the workers older and more experienced than me , the smoke and burning smell was so annoying, the dust keeps getting in my eyes and I was pretty sure my face was dirty as hell right now.. Not that it matters, everyone's is. It's okay. It's all okay.. 2 hours have passed and God each minute felt like ages to me.. This was so tiring. Especially now that it's a weekend, I have more work to do. My chest tightens and I stop and keep everything I'm holding on the ground. I feel hot.. Is it really so hot.. I mean it's always hot in here but today, it's like I feel as if I'm literally burning.. When I stop and wait to breathe, my hands on my chest, there's someone who kicks me lightly on the back, as if nudging me to move.. it's James.. Shit.. "HEY?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" "I- I'm so sorry- I couldn't breathe and-" " I'VE HEARD THOSE BRILLIANT OVERUSED EXCUSES LIKE A MILLION TIMES! WHAT DID YOU THINK THIS WOULD BE CAKEWALK? THE OTHERS ARE WORKING AND YOU NEED TO TOO-" "I- I'll just go back to work i- I was just- I'm not making an excuse I swear.. I have this c-condition where.. " " SHUT UP AND DO THE DAMN WORK! I DON'T PAY YOU FOR TALKING! " I wince and tremble at how cold is the way he's yelling at me and get back to work, " Yes s-sir.. "
It's almost six and I feel so tired, my shoulders ache, along with my legs.. My legs feel like they don't have enough strength to carry me and i want to stop bht I'm afraid James would barge in and beat the shit out of me.. Or worse.. Kick me out of the job.. I really can not afford that.. We need the money.. I asked Damon if I should drop out of school but he said no and that's one thing that's adding to our expenses all because of me.. I don't want to burden Damon with everything.. I want to help him, because he's doing all this for me.. I have to at least try to pay him back somehow.. I look at my wrist watch and it's five past six.. Finally.. I'll just go tell James that I'm leaving.. I knock in his cabin and be asks me to come in.. " Sir.. I am leaving.. " "Huh? It's six.. I won't let you go to seven. " "But sir i- I need to be somewhere and I- I told you bef- beforehand.. " "So? I don't care. You were out there resting when everyone was working hard. Now go back or I won't pay you for this week.. As it is you work for four days and your pay is less. Do I need to remind you that? " He said calmly.. As If that meant nothing to him.. He was talking about taking away someone's hard earned money.. "No sir.. S-sorry sir.. " I apologised because I was scared of losing my job and went back to work. Shit.. Now I'll be late for our date. Elena's going to be mad.. That's ome of my biggest concern right now.. But also there's this light headed feeling I've gotten since the past hour and now that I have to work for another hour, I'm scared.. My lungs hurt and I hold my ribs as if that would help, but it doesn't.. I spend the whole hour doing the work I hate so so much and I feel like I'm running out of breath with every step I take but I don't stop because I need to get done and leave so that I could go to Elena's and we could have the most perfect first date ever, just like I promised.. I need to. I go to James' cabin again and I'm sweating and I feel my whole body aching.. My lungs the most.. I start coughing again when I inhale.. When James sees me he let's me go, probably because I look so bad.. God I don't even have time to go home and get cleaned up right now.. I need to go to Elena's.. That's all I know.. I wipe the dirt out of my face with my sweat soaked shirt and start walking.. Shit.. I stagger and stumble.. It's been more than an hour since I started walking.. I would've reached Elena's in 45 minutes maximum but I kept stopping to take a breath and my legs are just incredibly unable to move today.. I look at my watch and it's 8:30 when I reach hers.. Shit.. I knock at the door and she says "coming".. I can't take it anymore.. My knees buckle and I have my hands supporting my body as I try to breathe, gasping desperately for air.. I inhale sharply and that was a mistake because I start coughing and it doesn't stop.. Elena opens the door and see me like.. Whatever I'm looking like and she gasps and comes towards me trying to help.
