Your Name is Hope Salvatore and You're the youngest of the Salvatore siblings. But what happens when you meet a handsome guy at the Mystic Grill? Will you ever forgive Stefan? Will Damon let you down? Will you and this man live happily ever after?
Honestly, I didn't know how to feel about my first day back home. After me and my brother got into a fight, I moved to the French Quarter in New Orleans where I lived with my best friend Elijah for a few years. Somehow, He convinced me to move back home. Mystic Falls. I was so close to turning off my humanity and going rouge..again..but Elijah kept me sane. When I got home I was only happy to see one person who I knew would be there. Walking into the Salvatore mansion. I felt nothing but hurt, disappointment, and betrayal, but I couldn't help but wonder if it was my fault? I was the one who made the decision to leave. No explanation. No note. Just me and my bag leaving home for what I thought was forever. But what hurt the most, my brothers never even bothered looking for me. That in itself told me everything I needed to know about myself. I was truly alone.
I took my first step into the Salvatore Mansion and sighed. "Home sweet home "I whispered to myself softly and sarcastically. Putting my bag on the counter and turning to walk into the living room. Not to my surprise there he was. My favorite brother. "huh, I thought we would have been out of bourbon by now" He turned around and looked at me with wide eyes. "Seems like you kept track huh" a small smirk on his lips "Kiddo?" This was a nickname he always used for me ever since I was a kid. "Hi Damon" Damon got off the couch and raced over to me. He embraced me in the biggest hug we have ever shared. I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his torso and we embraced each other for a moment.
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Damon was the only one who was there for me when I went into my Ripper phase. He was the one who brought me back. Ever since then he has been my rock. Finally, he put me down and looked at me with love in his eyes. He cupped my face wiping the tear I didn't know was running down my cheek. "Where the hell did you go kiddo?" He spoke softly but with a little anger. "I was safe. I was With Elijah in the French quarter. But I'm home now"
I noticed his eyes begin to tear up. I put my hand on top of his that was still on my cheek and softly moved my thumb over his knuckle to comfort him. "I thought i-i lost you. You didn't leave a note, you didn't tell anyone where you went!" I could tell he was remembering the night I left. I never knew how much this would have affected him. "I had to leave Damon. I needed to, for myself" At this point, there was a tear running down his cheek. I wiped his tears and then he embraced me in a hug so tight and emotional that we both fell to our knees. Still embracing each other he whispered in my ear "Please. Never leave me again kiddo. I-i can't lose you again" I pulled back so our foreheads were touching. "Our Promise" He looked at me still teary. "ours"
