Stefan was depressed. After what Izzy told him about how he could have been a father and a family. Valerie was his first love and he knew he loved her with all his heart. Even with being with Katherine and Elena, he never felt connected to them as he did with Valerie. He was happy that Valerie had saved Izzy from Klaus but when he heard Valerie had died he felt like his heart had been ripped out from his chest. He had locked himself up in his room, not coming down or eating... well drinking anyway. The pain was too hard on Stefan… on all the Salvatore’s really, but hitting Stefan the hardest. It had been almost a month before Bella and Damon had managed to drag Stefan down into the real world and get the minimal amount of blood in him as they could before Bella had asked for him to follow her and dragged him to the car.
She had told Stefan that they were going on a road trip and she wanted to show him something. It was only a few hours’ drive as they made it to New York and to the apartment that Bella used to live in. She felt herself shutter slightly and walked in, dragging Stefan along with him.
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A Love Thats Meant To Last
Fanfiction~UNDER CONSTRUCTION ~ Sequel to Our Angel, Isabella
