I am SO sorry for the long wait for the next uploads of my books but I started my first semester of college and I needed to focus on that instead of writing. Reading makes me relax more than writing does. I finished my first semester and am now on winter break so I'm hoping to upload more chapters soon for all my books. Love Rosie! <3
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Damon's Point of View
There's a knock on the door. Is that him? I hope so I have missed him so much. I slowly walk to the door building up tension. I open the door to see... Caroline.
"Ugh, Caroline what do you want?" I ask.
"What is this I hear about Stefan being married to Klaus and you also having a husband?" She asks with her arms crossed.
"Let me guess? Elena is going around town shouting it at the top of her lungs, right?" I smirk.
"Pretty much. So are you going to tell me what the fuck is happening?" She asks again.
"Fine. I'll tell you but no judging alright?" I say.
"Promise," she says
I let her in the house and close the door. We make our way to the foyer and I pour myself a full glass of bourbon.
"technically I was following Stefan to make his life miserable as he did mine when he forced me to turn but when I saw him with Klaus I saw that he was finally happy. Our father wasn't there to dampen it. Our mother wasn't there to coddle him. Katherine wasn't there to manipulate him. Lexi wasn't there to bug him about his bloodlust. Not yet anyway. And I wasn't there, in his mind, trying to make him miserable," I explain.
"So Stefan met them first?" she asks.
"Yeah, I found Stefan first in a bar, and then as I was going to approach him Klaus and Rebekah met with him and they drank and had a good time," I answer.
"So how did you meet them?" she asks.
"Sit, this is going to be a long story," I say.
Caroline and I sit down across from each other and I begin to tell the story of how Stefan and I first met the Mikelson's in Chicago.
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1922 - Chicago
I was following Stefan around the world like always. I promised him that I would make his life miserable but I know deep down that I just wanted to look after my baby brother. But my first intentions were to really make his vampire life awful. Probably for some payback with what happened with Katherine. I can't believe she played us. I know whenever I get the chance I will have my revenge and kill her one day. She ruined my brother and I's life.
Anyway, I've been in Chicago for a couple of days just sitting back and observing Stefan. He's in ripper mode and draining the townspeople. he's in and out of bars and parties, feasting wherever and on whoever he wants. He's currently living his best life right now.
I am following him to the club he normally goes to. He's headed in after draining his ride of her blood. He's sloppy. He still has some of her blood on his lips. It seems like he doesn't care about hiding what he is.
As he enters the club I go to the nearest balcony so I can watch what he does in there. He comes here a lot and I've never actually seen what he does in there.
He makes his way to the bar. "Hey Gloria!" He shouts.
"Your regular?" Gloria asks.
"Please," he responds.
"You got it," she gets him his drink and this blonde girl comes up to him.
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Am i Broken? - Klefan
FanfictionStefan Salvatore is a vampire. So is his older brother, Damon. So is his best friend, Caroline. His ex-girlfriend is a doppelganger. His ex-girlfriend's best friend is a witch. His ex-girlfriend's younger brother is a vampire hunter. His best friend...