An Undeniable Love (A Delena Story)

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Stefan's POV
After Elena left, I escaped to my room to basically hide from Damon. I want to believe he can change for the better, but can someone really change that much? I hope and wish he could, I wish I could think the same way Elena is about him. She's seen him once and already thinks he's a good person. But I don't really believe that.

June 10th, 2000.

It's been three days since my mother's death. Damon is shutting down and shutting me out. I get that i'm eight years old but I want to be with him. Our father isn't our favorite person in the world so we turn to each other, but he's not letting that happen. Damon has had himself locked in his room for two days, i'm suprised my father hadn't kicked his door in. I sat in my room playing with my cars as I finally heard Damon's door open. I got up off my floor and peered our my door. I watched Damon walk down the hall to the kitchen, so I quietly tip toed down the hall and looked into the kitchen. Damon and my fathers voices got louder by the second. I wanted to come out from behind the wall but I was scared. Damon was sixteen, I knew he could take care of himself, but my father scared me, especially at this time. I decided to go back into my room cause I couldn't watch them fight anymore.

The next day I woke up from Damon's door slamming against my the wall that separates our rooms, he opened his door so hard I swore I could feel my bed shake just a little. I jumped out of my bed so fast that I watched Damon storm into the bathroom and slam the so fast I couldn't get in there with him. I stood outside the bathroom door and waited for him to come out. I missed him, he was my hero. When Damon opened the door, he stopped in his tracks when he saw me. "Stefan?" he quietly said my name, probably not wanting our father to hear. After he said my name I looked into his eyes and noticed the bruise that formed around it. "Damon?" I said back to him with a worried tone. "Hey little buddy." he spoke. "Go to your room okay?" I nodded at him then returned to my room. Before I fully was in my room, I looked back and saw Damon going back into the kitchen.

Present

I sat there in my room just remember that day. "Oh my god." I thought to myself. My father hurt Damon during that time. Maybe this is why he's like this. Maybe I should talk to him, or maybe I should speak to Elena about it. I decided maybe it was a better idea to talk to Damon first. I walked out of my room and down the stairs. Damon was sitting in the living room staring at the lit fireplace. "Damon?" I quickly spoke, "What do you want Stefan?" I sighed and stepped into the living room. "He hurt you didn't he?" I watched him as he quickly looked back at me "What are you talking about?" I crossed my arms "Our father, he hurt you. I remember, so don't you dare lie to me Damon." Damon stood up from his seat. "Stefan lets not do this, okay?" I suddenly could feel myself getting angry with him. "Do what! You can't lie to me now! I remember, I figured it out Damon! Our father abused you almost eight years ago!" Damon ran a hand through his hair and sighed "It's okay Stefan, It stopped when I moved out. He hasn't hurt me since." I walked farther into the living room. "You should've told me. I looked up to you when it first happened, I get that I was eight years old and I might've not understood it then. But you could've told me four years ago when I turned fourteen. I would've understood. I don't care that your twenty five now and it's not happening anymore. What if it happened to me?" He turned around and let out a sigh. "Don't worry, I thought of that everyday after I moved out. But it didn't happen, did it?"
"No it didn't happen," I spoke. "I just wish you told me." He nodded, I could tell he wanted to agree with me but at the same time not. "I know, and please don't blab this to your girlfriend." He said as he pushed passed me and walked towards the stairs. "She not my girlfriend!" I yelled at him, and he stopped. "Please, she's hot. And I could tell last night you feel something for her." I shook my head. "She's my best friend Damon, nothing else." Once I told him that my heart sunk just a little. I noticed I had a tiny crush on Elena since I was twelve. And i've been noticing it more since she's wanted to meet Damon. He's right, I do feel something for Elena.