"YOU ARE LOVELY" - THE VAMPIRE DIARIES [THE ALTERED STORY]

☽ Scene Three ☾

          "She doesn't remember us, Damon," Stefan says sternly. He's pacing back and forth, I can hear it.

          "Yeah? And what if she suddenly has a recollection one day out of thin air? Or someone comes along, who knew her, and tells her something that sets her off?" Damon vents, and takes a swig of what I assume is bourbon, afterwards.

          "Damon, you also left me alone, did you not? I still resent you, for what you've done since you came back-"

          "And I still resent you for what you've done to me a hundred years ago-"

          "Yet, you're living in this house with me. Against my will, yes, but you live here now because we are family. You've killed Uncle Zach, Mr. Tanner, with the addition to the countless you've killed before any of this, and you're telling me to banish Jaye from Mystic Falls? And she hasn't done anything thus far?"

          "Don't pretend that we didn't spend our whole home life oblivious to where Jaye went half the damn time. You knew she went straight to the time out room just as well as I did, and we both know what was going on."

          "Again, how can you compare that to your murderous lifestyle when you can go off the rails at any second something doesn't go your way?"

          "Because I make the conscious decision to kill and to torment whoever the hell I want with some knowable reason, Stefan. When she loses self control, she barely even remembers what the hell happened when she was out of it, much less how she got there in the first place!" Stefan's silence disappoints me. "So tell me, is it going to be you or me who has to tell her after her freak show accident what she did? Or a better question, who's it going to be to arrange the prison room in the basement to be her little tantrum area?" Stefan stays quiet. "Who's going to take care of her when we decide she shouldn't be let outside because she's a-"

          "A what, Damon? A what?" Stefan challenges. I listen in closely. As much as my heart feels like it's being wringed out of my chest, I want to know what he thinks I am. I hear the slamming of a glass cup pounding against the round table in the middle of Stefan's bedroom.

          "She's a demon! She's a demon spawn, and if you haven't admitted that to yourself yet, then you're a fool just like everyone else who knew and accepted her," Damon growls in a controlled manner. He sounds like he has all the answers placed together. Damon's footsteps grow closer to the opposite side of the room where Stefan is; at the foot of his bed. I hear his bed cave in, and Stefan's sigh after it. I can imagine him running his hands across his face and up into his hair.

          But I believed in Stefan. I liked to think that Stefan knew that I was safe and would continue to be safe as long as I had my family with me, supporting me. I liked to think Stefan knew that I was just very alone and confused and simply wanted answers. To finally belong somewhere I don't have to put on a plastered, polite face for anyone who knew what I was so that they could get through a sentence without pissing their pants. But I also know that he was just as scared, just like the others. He might be my brother, but he's just as worried about me as anyone else would be.

          "Have you ever thought about what might happen if she loses control with Elena near by?" Damon starts again. My fists ball up tighter, if that's even possible at this point. He knows where to fucking hit to get what he wants. "Or Bonnie, or even Caroline! Jaye and Caroline, they've been getting awfully close. Let's say she begins having a panic attack at school and just decides to wipe the entirety of Mystic Falls High School's blood on the walls, and we see her chewing Caroline's head off by the time we get there."