Wrong Decision ✖️ Stelena

Chapter One

A/N: While reading this chapter I would recommend you listen to Say Something because it fits a lot of the plot line. This story is dedicated to Tara_Is_A_Unicorn and dorothyfriar because they ship Stelena more than anyone I know.

There's one thing in the world I'm afraid of. That's losing him, because if I lose him, he's bound to forget about me. Thinking about it, I had to blink back tears because it was too terrifying. He knows me better than anyone, always had, always will. I tried to push the thoughts from my head as I sent him multiple text messages for the past hour and no response. "Please, Stefan. Just say something. I'm getting worried sick," I said to myself, hoping he would be able to somehow hear me telepathically.

I was getting tired of pacing around in my bedroom and decided to do some action. Jumping off of the bed and throwing my hair up in a braid, I quickly threw my jacket over my shoulders and followed the same path I go down every day to the Salvatore Boarding House.

I quickly opened the door, not even worrying if I was exerting too much energy on it. "Damon!" The older brother that somehow my best friend had fallen in love with, not that I was minding, had finally appeared. "Where is he?" I demanded, not in the mood for any of his small talk. He had a confused look on his face, so I sighed before elaborating. "I've tried texting and calling him, and I'm not getting anything. I will ask you this one more time, where. Is. He?" I wanted to shake him! How could you be so stupid to be radio silent when it comes to your brother and not be the least bit concerned?

"Elena, I'm sorry, but I don't know where he is," Damon uttered exasperated. I just rolled my eyes. It was in a very Damon-like fashion for the details like this to easily slip through his brain. "I spent the entire day with Bonnie."

"Okay, well I've talked to everyone and they haven't seen or heard from here," I said. It took everything in me not to explode in a full-blown panic attack. After all, this was the love of my life we were talking about here.

"Okay, I'll keep a look out on him," Damon told me, in what he must have thought to have been a reassuring voice. "I'll also call Klaus and see if he's heard anything. Stefan's more likely to come to him than me, anyway." I squirmed a bit because the comment had hit me hard, whether Damon had meant for it to or not.

Speaking of Klaus, the reason he was back in Mystic Falls was because a very distraught Caroline practically begged him to after everything in her life seemed to fall to pieces. The hybrid was madly in love with her, and everyone could see it from a mile away. They had rekindled their lost love, currently going on three months as a couple.

"Well," I said, since he clearly wasn't trying as hard as I was, "I'll keep looking. Let me know if you here anything." Damon just nodded as I went back to my house, hoping to calm my nerves.

Making it back home, Stefan still lingered in the back of my mind. However, it wasn't helping the dancing threads of darkness that were up, taunting me about the possibility that something horrific could or did happen. "Just shut up!" I screamed, the tears now pooling out at their own free will.

The tidal wave of memories had then attacked me. When we first met, first kiss, when he asked me out, our first fight...everything. The sobs were wracking my entire body now and I knew there was nothing to do to stop them. Except maybe him.

I had finally calmed myself down eventually. I wasn't even counting how long it had taken, however; it could've been seconds, minutes, hours. I guess that was the one good thing about the tears: They had distracted me from the one thing that had made them run ramped in the first place. Anything is better than...that.