Before You Were Mine

Chapter Forty Four

Hey all! I had a really hard time writing this chapter. But, I hope you all still enjoy it somewhat. Thanks so much for reading!

-Before You Were Mine- Chapter Forty-Four

Stefan

I can feel myself falling, I'm burning up and all I can see is her face, see her dark brown eyes staring down at me in confusion as she tugs at my clothing. Eventually, her cold hands are hitting against my skin while she yells into the cold air.

"Wake up! Damn it! Come on! Wake UP!" She screams at me aggressively, worry in her tone as I feel my body being dragged against what feels like a field of wet grass. I can't see much, because it's dark, it's pitch black outside and my eyesight seems to be really weak and off. But, I can see her face in the headlights from a car, the engine rumbling loudly in the background as she yells to him for help. I can hear his accent speaking to her in a hurried tone, he's British. Telling her that they need to get the hell out of there, NOW! I'm half-awake for it, half asleep and I'm weak as all hell, my lungs are filled with god knows what. I can't breathe and I'm struggling to remember. I can't really remember anything, anything at all except for the fact that I have deep cuts and burns on my body and that I was supposed to be home hours ago. Elena, she pops into my mind for a little while, until she fades away. I wonder if she knows by now. I wonder if she can sense it? That I'm still alive and I'm clinging on to hope that someone that I love and care for will find me. Not these people though, I don't feel safe with them. Just as I feel someone place their hands onto me, I moan out in excruciating pain. They're taking me somewhere and I'm scared as everything turns to darkness and goes black! The last I can hear is the final few sentences that they speak to each other before I'm placed in what I know is there awaiting car.

"This was a bad idea! What if he wakes up and remembers who we are!" She says in a soft tone as I hear him reply simply, sounding relaxed and calm. "Don't worry, darling, I'm a doctor. We saved his life, he'll be thankful and plus. If he's lucky...He'll have a concussion, or amnesia and won't remember a damn thing from any of this. From who he was before and what's going on now. We just need to get him far away from New York. Far away from everything that could be a trigger to him. Besides, maybe this was supposed to happen like this, I was getting really bored of this city."

"We need to take him to a hospital, Klaus! He could die on us and then we'll be charged with murder of a firefighter on top of all the other things that we have against us, already! That warehouse has our names written all over it! And, so does that restaurant fire that we set months ago that killed that owner and that other kid." She argues with him. I'm in and out of consciousness. Although my mind screams at me. They're the ones who killed Rosie and Luke? They're criminals and I'll be a dead man soon. I'm weak to try and escape. God, they should have just left me to die. Moving my body hurts like hell. The burns are deep in my skin and I know for a fact that I'll have scars all over the place. I can feel the leather underneath my head as I lay down and close my eyes, everything hurts me and my memory is spotty, my head is throbbing from the pain as my eyes begin to close. But, I can make out bits and pieces of his words while I try my hardest to listen to them and their plan.

"We lie. Katherine, we have to lie about this! Listen, they left him for dead out in that warehouse, anyways. They think he's dead and not coming back. So, it doesn't matter who he was or who he is. We're going to say that when we found him, he was badly burned and we saved his life. We're going to make him a new life. He was in a very bad car accident. We saw the smoke and rushed to helped after everyone left. I'm a doctor and I found him. Once he gets better, he can stay with you. And, if he ever asks about his past life, Katherine...You make sure you lie about it too! We're not going back to prison. But, we're not letting him go either. He's like our prisoner now. If he wakes up, we tell him his name is Stefan Webber. Since, it says his name is Stefan on the inside of his fire protective jacket. We'll figure out the rest...eventually." He says in a soothing British accent as I groan out in pain once more, clutching my head while I lean against the back seat of the car, that's moving so fast. Everything around me is spinning and my skin feels raw and burnt. I try to listen further, to find out where they'll take me and what else they have in store for me. But, my head is pounding and is causing my eyesight to become blurry. Before I black out again, I see her turn towards me, her eyes remind me of Elena's as she says in a sweet tone while caressing my dirt covered cheek.