Theodore Dorian, a man with no memories of himself or his past, woke up alone and confused in the woods of a strange town named Mystic Falls. Found by Stefan and taken in by Alaric in hopes of being able to regain his memories. He quickly makes frie...
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Stefan should be coming to get me today. After talking to the doctor and looking into my eyes for some reason he left. He said he was going to come back and bring me to the sheriff. Whoever that is. I don't understand what is going on and it's annoying. Why can't I remember anything? Why is there nothing wrong with me? They told me that I had to be sick but then say I'm not. I'm so confused. At least I'm not the only one who is confused. No one knows what's going on.
Not the doctors or Stefan. I don't even know what's wrong with me. I don't feel like anything is wrong. Other than the no memories thing. I looked at my hands and played with my ring. Is there someone out there looking for me? Where are they? Who are they? What are they to me? Stefan said it was a wedding ring meaning I have a wife. So where is she? Why was I in the woods and she wasn't with me? Was it her blood on my shirt?
I shook my head. I can't think about those things. Happy and helpful thoughts. I'm just so bored. I just have nothing better to do. All I can do is sit here and think. I'm so bored. I pulled the necklace off around my neck and examined it. I looked at the silver design around the red gemstone in the middle.
What kind of gemstone is this? It looks expensive. How did I get something like this? How much is it? Who made it? It looks old. Is it even mine? Am I even Theodore Dorian? Or is that someone else? If it is someone else's, how did I get his necklace? But it has to be me because of the "T" on the ring. Well, it doesn't have to be but it's the most sense.
"Theodore," I heard someone say, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked up to see Stefan standing in the doorway holding a plastic bag in his hand.
"Hey Stefan," I smiled and put the necklace back on.
He walked into the room and didn't close the door behind him. Which is weird because he usually does. Instead, another man walked through the door. This man was taller and skinnier than Stefan. He was very pale and had short black hair. I could see his piercing blue eyes from here. Who is he? Stefan must have noticed my confusion because he turned to face the man.
"Theodore, this is my brother Damon that I was telling you about. Damon this is Theodore," he said.
"Oh! Hi, it's nice to meet you," I smiled again and waved slightly.
"Wish I could say the same," Damon said and walked inside and closed the door behind him.
"He doesn't mean that," Stefan said and glared at Damon.
"It's okay. I wouldn't be happy to see a random guy in the hospital either," I said while I rubbed the back of my head nervously.
"See he gets it," Damon replied.
"Well, we have to leave soon. I brought you some clothes like I said I would," Stefan said and handed me the bag.
I opened the bag and saw a black tee shirt, black jeans, a gray zip-up sweater, and a fuzzy black hat. I dumped everything else out of the bag and saw there was a pair of shoes, socks, and underwear.
"Wow. Thank you, Stefan," I smiled.
"No problem. Just change, we will wait outside until you're done," he said and opened the door and pushed his brother out, and closed the door behind him.
I guess I have to hurry up and change. I took off the gown and quickly changed. I looked at the chair and saw the clothes that I was wearing before and shoved them into the bag. I tied it and grabbed it. I walked to the door and reached for the handle.
"I have no idea why you are even helping this kid! I would have left his ass in the woods," I heard Damon say.
"I couldn't leave him! He would have died!" Stefan yelled back.
"Oh come on Stefan! Don't act like a saint! You are the ripper for a reason," Damon said.
"I'm not like that anymore!" Stefan said.
"Yeah now you're Stefan who takes in random people with no clue who they are! How do you even know he's telling the truth?" Damon asked.
"I can just tell," Stefan answered.
"Oh, you can tell? That helps. Well, you really know how to pick them," Damon said.
"Leave him alone, he's a nice kid," Stefan said.
"I say we just snap his little neck and bury his ass in the woods somewhere,"
"You think I wanted this to last this long? I thought it was going to be simple. Bring him to the hospital and be done with it, not all of this," Stefan snapped.
"Why didn't you just compel him?" Damon asked.
"I already tried Damon! It didn't work and that's why I brought you here!" Stefan snapped.
What is going on? What are they even talking about? I grabbed the doorknob and turned it slowly. I opened the door. They both turned their heads to look at me so fast I swear I heard their necks snap.
"Uh... Hi," I mumbled.
"Are you ready?" Stefan asked.
"Yeah let's go," I said and walked out of the room.
What were they talking about? I'm so confused. Are they going to kill me? Why were they talking about killing me? Am I going to die? I need to get away from these two. But where would I go? I don't know where the hell I am. Well, Damon was the one talking about killing me but Stefan was talking like it was normal.
"So where are we going now?" I asked as we started walking.
"We are going to discharge you then we are going to the police station," Stefan answered.
"Discharge?" I asked.
"Have to sign a paper so you can leave," Stefan answered.
"Oh, why are we going to the police station?" I asked.
"To figure out who you are," Damon said.
"So what were you guys talking about?" I asked.
"What are you talking about?" Stefan asked.
"Well, it looked like you guys were talking. So I was wondering what about," I answered.
"We weren't talking about anything," Damon snapped.
"Oh... sorry," I mumbled.
We walked to the front desk because I had to sign out so I could leave. The whole time I was filling out the paper I could see Damon glaring at me from the corner of my eye. After I was done signing out we left the building and started walking to the parking lot.
"Where are we going now?" I asked.
"To my car," Stefan answered.
"Which car is it?" I asked.
"Why do you ask so many questions?" Damon snapped.
"Damon enough," Stefan snapped back.
"I'm sick of this shit," Damon hissed and turned to face me.
He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pushed me against a car. This caused me to gasp as the wind got knocked out of me. I grabbed his wrist to try and push him away while pain shot up my back. What is this guy's problem?
"Damon!" Stefan yelled.
"I want you to walk away and never come back. If I ever see your face again I'll snap your neck!" Damon threatened while staring into my eyes.
"What's wrong with you man!" I yelled. "Get off of me!" I yelled again then seconds later he let go of me.
"Theodore! Are you all right?" Stefan asked.
"Yeah I'm fine I guess," I mumbled and fixed my shirt. I'm so confused. Everyone here is crazy. What did I get myself into?
