Bloodlust → Stefan Salvatore [1]

Blood Brothers

     Watching Stefan starve inside the cell makes my heart shatter. Yes, it was my decision to put him in there, and I don't regret it. This just means that I can't go back on my decision, at all. Damon approaches me while I'm watching Stefan.

     "Don't you have school or something?" Crap. I've been so distracted lately that I've completely forgotten about my normal life. I nod as I get up and walk out of the cellar.

     "Hey." He stops me. "He's gonna get better." Damon assures me.

     "That's what I'm hoping for." I sigh before walking away.

     After school, I head home. I need to garb some stuff for tonight, I'm not leaving Damon and Stefan alone in that house tonight. I pull out my phone and text Damon.

     I'm grabbing some stuff, heading over soon

I shove some clothes into a bag and open my door, but Jon is blocking my way out. He looks me dead in the eye.

     "I know Blake."

     "Know what?"

     "I know what you're hiding." My stomach turns.

     "Not funny. I have to go so could you just move?"

     "This will only take a second." He says, walking into my room and shutting the door behind him. "Fine. What do you want?" I say to him, as calm as possible.

     "Now Blake, what would Aunt Jenna say if she found it you were dating a vampire?" He asks, my heart drops. "Vampires are not real, Jon."

     "Please, we both know that's not true." I slip past him and walk out the door.

     "I have no idea what you're talking about." I say without turning back.

     I approach the opening in the cell door. Stefan is sitting on the ground, silent.

     "How are you feeling?" I ask. I look to see the bottle of blood across the room.

     "Stefan, you need to drink the blood. You need it to survive."

     "I don't wanna survive." He says. "No, don't say that."

     "I'm sorry Blake, but after everything I've done it has to end." He pauses. "I just want it over." I try to say something else, but nothing comes out of my mouth, so I head upstairs to tell Damon.

     "He's just being dramatic, he's not gonna kill himself." Damon says.

     "Than why would he say that?" I ask.

     "He feels bad about hurting that girl. It's a 'typical' Stefan thing." I don't buy into what he's saying, and he can tell. "It'll pass, I promise."