They are gone. I have lost them both. I don't know what to do. As the days have passed, grief has swallowed me whole and the tears have covered me as though I am drowning. I should try to move on but I can't, they meant the world to me, they died for me and all I have left of them is their home, pictures, memories and their names: "Stefan and Damon."
They were taken from me by the wicked curse that the sinister witch "Cassia" cast upon us: by tampering with dark magic she turned me human again and harmed my friends Caroline, Bonnie, Matt and Tyler. My younger brother Jeremy forced Cassia to use her powers to kill him repeatedly (due to the effects of the Gilbert ring) and with the overuse of magic her soul relinquished itself from her body. Unfortunately after we were finally rid of her the curse that she had cast upon Stefan and Damon had taken its full effect and they were claimed by the afterlife.
Now that I hear their names, all that I feel is the memories of the happiness that I had when they were with me, now all that springs to mind is the infinitely huge hole that was torn within me when I dishearteningly lost them to death.
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The Vampire Diaries: A New Era
FanfictionElena Gilbert has lost the only two people she ever loved: Stefan and Damon. As she tries to move on she finds herself drawn into even greater danger and is saved by the only other person she felt drawn towards: Elijah Mikaelson. Elena feels ready t...
