(Author's Note) My name is Solstice1394 and I have taken over this fic mainly because like many of you I felt "What the Fuck?" when I read Chapter 6. Therefore, if you haven't read A Brothers Hate or Love by xXLivePeaceXx you're going to have to read that first to understand the rest of this adopted fic. If you have and are ready for the rest of the ride, wait no more because I promise to finish this.

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Chapter 6: I am drowning in memories brother

Damon's POV

He was just falling asleep when he heard the whimpering. He knew it was his brother and he knew that there had been something wrong today when Stefan had not said anything about bursting into his room that morning. Sure, they were close now, but Stefan liked his privacy. Ever since he was 16 he had been like that. Stubborn too, but that didn't matter as he climbed out of his bed and went up the stairs to Stefan's room.

He was so close when he heard a cry of something he couldn't completely make out. It sounded something like don't you touch me he thought. He didn't want to think about what that meant because if it meant the rapist he wasn't sure he could handle it. Lexi had told him some things, but it didn't mean that he knew the whole story. He opened the door shocked to see his baby brother twisted in the blankets like a vice around him. He didn't like what he saw one bit and it pulled at his heartstrings.

He moved closer to Stefan and pulled him to him, which was evidently the wrong thing to do because Stefan started screaming bloody murder at his touch. For only a second he freaked out, but then pushed all his worry aside and decided to chance singing a lullaby his mother used to sing to Stefan before she died.

"Nana bobò, nana bobò, tutti bambini dormene Guido no." He saw Stefan relax and stop screaming. He thanked his nanny for teaching him the song when he was little. If she had not taught him after his mother died, he did not know what he would be doing right now. The song was one of the few things that calmed Stefan when he had a nightmare.

He knew his voice was not the best, but he continued singing the song in a low voice to get Stefan out of the nightmare as he had done many a time all those years ago. He pulled Stefan closer and this time he did not object. If he had, a heart that still pumped it would have been in overdrive and would only now be coming back to a slightly less panicked rhythm. He felt Stefan relax into him, and he started to run his fingers through Stefan hair, happy his brother was sleeping peacefully for the moment. Shortly thereafter, he passed out, holding his brother protectively to him.

Stefan's POV

He was back at the lake. He knew it the moment he smelt the grass below his own feet. He looked down to see he was barefoot and without pants. He saw his attacker stumbling away, drunk off bliss, and Stefan hated that the man had used his body. He felt bile rise up in his throat and he wanted to throw up, so he kneeled over the water and expelled the contents of his stomach. He was a sniveling mess he hated himself; he hated his body but most of all he hated that he didn't feel clean.

He remembers his breathing being harsh. He was a vampire he shouldn't need to breathe. Back in his dream he was slowly panicking, his world had just been turned upside down and he didn't like it. It felt like it had happened again after 140 years. It felt like he was a 16 year old again and not the 162-year-old vampire that he was.

He could feel the breath of Walter Krebs again his breath, his pressure in him, the sweat, and the terrible smell. He felt angry again and distant, like he wanted to shut out the world again. He felt it all as if the world he built with Lexi's help had just crumbled. He didn't care anymore, he screamed and screamed and when he felt someone trying to hold him he screamed more. His lungs ached for air but he didn't care because it wasn't real, he didn't need oxygen.

He felt himself slightly wake up then and heard a deep baritone of a voice singing. It was the same lullaby his mother, his nanny and now, as he recognized the voice, his big brother was singing. He felt himself relax slightly. He was in the present and he was a 162 year old vampire with his 168 year old brother holding and protecting him. The past was dead and gone and he knew that now he just wanted to know why the past had to rear its ugly head like that.

The nightmares where unbearable because they kept tearing at what Lexi? had helped him through. He knew he would have to tell Damon soon and with that thought he drifted back to sleep.

(Author' Note) Okay so we dive deeper in the next chapter. Stays tuned my Sweets and tell me what you think. The lullaby is an Italian one. "Nana bobò, nana bobò", means all the children are sleeping and "Guido" isn't. "Nana" means sleep and "bobò" is a term of endearment with no specific meaning. This is a very old song from Veneto Lagoon.

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