The Salvatore Siblings

The Birthday

Ever since she was a child Emily always dreaded the end of summer, not because of school work but because of the school she had to attend; a boarding school in England. She always hated that place, the excuse she had managed to come up with was that it was because of the teachers, but what her brother's didn't know was that it truly was because of the students, they were all awful to her.

During the summer of 1864 though, Damon had managed to convince his father to let Emily stay home that year. Emily was thrilled, but none of them knew what that would lead up to.

Emily claimed that it was the most exciting summer she's ever had, but then Katherine Pierce came to town. Damon and Stefan's attention was always on her. Emily never understood what they saw in her.

Then one day Stefan brought her a spellbook-another mistake that led to her so believed death-she had told her brothers about her strange abilities that summer too and Stefan decided to talk to Katherine about it, she said she would have something arranged for her and that's how Emily learned her first spells.

Stefan never meant to hurt her. He was trying to help but he only ended up getting her killed. All he wanted was to help her learn more about her magic. He never thought things would turn out this way. He never thought his father would walk in on her practing spells. Nor did he consider the outcomes.

Damon had. He had told Stefan not to give her the book. That god damn grimoire that ended up to be the cause of her death.

He was angry that night so he snapped at his brother before running off to save her. He was unsuccessful of course but he tried. Stefan was hurt by Damon's words. He ran after Damon to help but ended up making him waste time. So they both got shot.

An arguement broke out after that. After Stefan had fed Damon human blood. He claimed that he couldn't lose him too. He couldn't lose both of his siblings. Damon was mad. He couldn't live without her. He couldn't survive one day without his ray of sunshine to keep him happy. So he just lost it.

Stefan had never seen him this angry. He understood that Damon was grieving but he was too. So he snapped back. Saying that she wouldn't want him dead. Damon called him selfish before walking off.

For the next 145 years the two brothers were never the same. They both missed their sister. They were angry, not at each other but at themselves. That was what drove them away from each other. Until they met Elena that was.

Now, 146 years later things still haven't changed, Emily still dreads the end of summer, maybe even more now considering if she had gone to school instead of staying home that year things could have been different. Maybe, Stefan and Damon wouldn't care enough to save Katherine, maybe they wouldn't have got shot, maybe she would never get a grimoire, maybe the three siblings could have grown up, lived a happy life and died, but instead they became vampires.

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Emily is lying on her bed, next to Elijah as he plays with her hair, she slowly gets on top of him and starts sucking on his neck, Elijah groans and starts taking her shirt off as she smirks against his skin. "I love you." He whispers.

"Emily." Damon walks in the room and she immediately gets off him as Elijah covers her. "Have you ever heard of knocking?" She rolls her eyes. "I did not need to see this." He mutters. "Get out, I'll be there in a second." She sighs and Damon leaves, closing the door behind him. Elijah laughs at Emily's face that has gone bright red and she gives him a glare.

"You're cute when you're embarassed." He laughs. She rolls her eyes and puts her shirt back on before getting up. "I'll be back in a bit." She gives him a quick peck on the lips and walks out of her room. "So, I found Stefan." Damon says awkardly. "Really?" Emily asks. He nods. Elijah walks out of the room he's been sharing with Emily for the past couple of months.