Eternally Cursed

My name is Stefan Salvatore and Mystic Falls is my home. There's a lot to say about my life but to keep it short I have a brother named Damon and the love of my life Elena, loves him. This is my story.

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“I don’t think you ever give up, Stefan.” A small smile appeared on her face, as she spoke. “You’re stronger than you think you are.” She paused for a moment, allowing him to cry, allowing him to feel something rather than nothing at all. “You don’t have to pretend your okay around me, that’s all. Just because you’re sad, doesn’t mean that I won’t love you any less.”

Letting out a sigh hearing her speak, Stefan's grip around her tightened slightly. God he had missed her so much and he knew he shouldn't be this close with her but he couldn't help it. He loved her so much and she was practically his driving force to make it through that summer, no matter what her choice was. Pulling away slightly he scanned her face before bringing one hand up to rub the back of his fingertips against her cheek. "How are you and my brother? He is treating you right.....right?" he asks softly, with a slightly hurt tone before leaning forward to kiss her forehead.

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It was easy to see that he harbored resentment. it might not be evident to anyone else but Elena could see straight through his feeble facade - one of which didn’t impress her. There was no point in being agonized at him for his displayed temperament as things could have been handled better on her part; communication would have been a starting point and noticing everything fragmenting was another. “Whatever, Stefan.” She couldn’t help one thought form being heard, allowing his name to roll of her tongue in a slightly annoyed conduct in a lost attempt at trying to remain calm. He cared. He had to care. She hoped he cared.

Regardless of his hissed words or Elena’s state of mind, there had to be someway to get passed the imposed front he had set. “I know you don’t care about me, but I care for you. You can deny it and I’m sure you will. I bet you’ll refuse to believe it until you snap out of this.” This was the only descriptive word that came to light, it wasn’t a mood or mindset but rather a switch one could choose to flick as fellow mortals wished. She once again brushed hair from her face in an equally as irked attitude with eyes facing to the side, gazing at the vampire before her wasn’t a comfortable sight hence resorting to the location around the duo. The Salvatore she let down. “- What did you exactly do this summer?”

He could tell she was growing annoyed, and it almost scared him. He had spent all summer thinking about her, just wanting to be in her arms one last time. And here they were, he was being a complete dick and pushing her away. As she continued about saying she cared for him, Stefan looked at her softly. How could she possibly still care after everything? He never understood her compassion for people but he loved her for it, whether he admitted it or not. Raising his eyebrows as she gave him attitude about snapping out of whatever this was, Stefan cocked his head slightly before letting out a sigh. Watching her as she looked away, Stefan stepped a bit closer. Why was she feeling so uncomfortable around him? Had he said something completely off? Looking at her almost intrigued, he opened his mouth to say something before stopping and tensing up at her words. Swallowing hard he crossed his arms over his chest before looking away. "Let's just say I became closer friends with the under the sea life and didn't exactly see the light of day." he says generally before scrunching his face slightly not really wanting to remember it all.

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For the next few minutes Caroline stayed quiet Content with the fact that he had calmed down. He wasn’t being cruel, saying things that he didn’t really mean to her. Caroline laughed, the sound hardly coming from a place of happiness. What had they done this summer? That was honestly the last thing she wanted to talk about. If it were possible, somehow Caroline felt even worse. Her summer had been…well, terrible to say the least. Nothing bad had happened, well nothing but the fact that she found herself completely and utterly alone. Matt had left, Bonnie had left, Stefan had left, and Tyler? He wasn’t coming back….Caroline pressed her lips together to keep them from quivering. Forcing a small smile, she shrugged. “Oh you know..this and that, nothing special…Nothing b-happened.” Nothing bad, nothing except the living hell he had gone through. 

Hearing Caroline laugh, Stefan quickly burrowed his eyebrows. What the hell did he do? He was trying to be somewhat decent to her, knowing she didn't deserve his crap. But she laughed at him? He almost regretted it, thinking it was probably Sil...no...he didn't want to think about that. He could see her eyes turn sad. Had Elena her entire summer without Caroline? He knew they were going to college together so why were things different? Hearing her speak, Stefan scanned her face softly before licking his lips. "He'll come back Caroline. If I can find my way back to this damn town after being in the...." he starts to say before stopping, tensing up at the words he wanted to say before taking a deep breath. "He'll find his way home to you. You didn't have to say anything. I know that look anywhere." he says softly before feeling the edge of his lips curve up slightly.

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Morrigan placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. She didn't care about the others at the moment. "Stefan... I don't need to know anything about them. I will ask them if I do. However, I would like you at ease. What can I do to help facilitate that? " she sighed gently looking at him. " you can ask me anything. I am open book for you." Her voice was soft and easy.

Letting out a deep breath at her words, Stefan tensed slightly feeling her hand on his shoulder. "I..." he starts to say before shifting in his spot. "I just want a drink." he says simply before moving away from her, walking over to the alcohol cabinet and grabbing a entire bottle of bourbon. "Nothing's going to get better...not anymore. So there's no point in you trying." he adds under his breath before taking a large gulp of the bottle.

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I don't know how I feel about being back just yet...

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Once in the kitchen, Bonnie lit the gas burner under a kettle and rummaged through the cupboards until she found a teapot, some cups, and a box of tea bags. She was too nervous to think clearly and it felt like she forgot where she put the cups. Beside her normal ‘courses’ about herbs and plants in general, Mrs. Flowers made Bonnie memorize thousands of runes. What if she drew the Nordic rune Fehu? It represented energy. And Stefan looked like he needed a lot of energy. She jumped as the kettle began whistling on the stove behind her. Bonnie had forgotten where she was as she became gradually sucked in her thoughts. Then, as she took it from the stove, Stefan walked past her into the backyard. “Stefan, wait!” she called after him, but he was pacing around, then sank down to his knees. Panicked, Bonnie ran after Stefan. “Stefan,” she said again. Bonnie felt hollow. He tried to build a wall around his heart, but the hollow look in his eyes spoke the truth. “Breathe… you’re not there anymore. You’re with me, you’re safe,” she insisted, telling him in a soft tone. Bonnie didn’t know what to do for her best friend, so she just made sure she was as present as possible. Truth is a jealous, vicious mistress that never ever sleeps. Things will never be the same, not to them. This is what she didn’t tell him. Her breathing was shallow and hard to swallow, her fingers were shaking so fast that she clenched them into a fist. Then she tried to relax and wrapped her arms around him. “I’m here… I’m here…” she kept whispering to Stefan. Why was he giving up so easily?

Hearing her try and calm him down, Stefan took short breaths like he was choking on something. But there was nothing there. Hearing her tell him he was safe, Stefan could feel his eyes go back to normal slowly. Her voice soothed him, calmed him. He knew he never spent too much time with Bonnie, but he wished he did. She was different, special, and had the ability to calm him which he knew was a hard thing to do. Taking a sharp breath in as he suddenly felt her arms around him, Stefan could feel his breathing slowly return to normal. What the hell was wrong with him? What just happened? He felt so confused and lost, he didn't know what was going on. Finally returning back to normal, Stefan turned slightly to wrap his arms around her holding her tight to thank her. "Thank you I....I don't know what was wrong with me.." he murmurs almost embarrassed before letting out a sigh, pulling back.

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Save Me I'm Lost - Stefan & Elena

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Elena was a little taken aback by the growl coming from him, but she kept her face carefully collected as she spoke. She knew that he had a tough summer and surely was just trying to protect himself from getting hurt, but she had no desire to hurt him. Sure perhaps she might have chosen his brother, but what if that had been a mistake? Everything she had said was true and she met his blank stare with a rather serious one of her own. All summer she just couldn’t bring herself to get out of bed most days. The only trip she ever made was to the kitchen for blood bags, and that was only after Damon had practically carried her himself since before then she had even refused to eat. Those brown eyes were full of concern as she watched him closely, wanting to take the hurt and pain away from him. It was then that she realized perhaps she was wrong, maybe she was still in love with him. When she saw that tear, it nearly broke her heart, and she wanted to reach out and wipe them away but he had already beat her. “Shhhh.” she replied in a soft hush, “Stefan, it’s okay. You’ve had the worst summer imaginable, you’re hurt, and I know I’m partly to blame for my decision, so you should take it out on me. I deserve it, but you don’t deserve all of this pain and hurt. You’re such a good person, Stefan, and I’m so sorry for everything I’ve put you through.” The brunette reached out and took his hand before he could object and gave it a small squeeze. 

Hearing her try and console him, Stefan kept his gaze low and his face flat. God he had missed the sound of her voice, being around her. As much as he swore he had to get away once she made her choice, he loved her too much. She had always been there for him after he had gone through his worst and all he wanted was to hold her, forget about everything that involved the summer. But he couldn't, things were different now. Taking a sharp breath in as she took his hand in hers, Stefan glanced down at their hands, burrowing his eyebrows slightly. He could feel himself slipping, feeling everything all over again, but as he did he kept remembering the water. "I wanted to die. All summer I debated just ripping my own heart out. I couldn't take it....drowning...desiccating...." he murmurs before trailing off, closing his eyes hard. "But I remembered you...my brother....I couldn't....I..." he tries to say before taking a deep breath, opening his eyes again.

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Headcanon (for canon verse)

Though he remembers very little from his childhood, he remembers hearing yelling alot. He always felt bad for Damon. Being the older brother didn't mean he had to take all of the bad. Which was part of the reason why it took so long for Stefan to give up on Damon. Damon had been there for him his entire childhood and now it was taking it's toll. He had to be there for his brother, no matter what.

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