Stiles and Damon! You're the reason she s dead Stiles! It s your fault!
Angsty drabble! Warnings: Oc death. Swearing

Damon received a call from Caroline saying that their best friend Amy hadn't shown up at the cinema, where the girls were supposed to be tonight, safe and together. Damon went straight into panic mode his breathing heavy, dialing Stiles number hurriedly, swearing under his breath as he waited for his brother to answer the phone, the number went straight to voicemail after two rings, Damon was in full panic mode now the gears in his brain turning and thinking the worst, his eyes wide with fear Stiles never turned his phone off, so he tried Amy s number, he was only let down again as the phone went straight to voicemail Damn it he growled, dialing Caroline s number again, she answered straight away.

Damon what is it! Is she okay the blonde asked breathlessly, I..i don t know, get Bon to do a locator, I can t even reach Stiles Damon ranted to one of his closest friends.

Caroline sighed worriedly, Hey it s okay we'll find them head home, me and Bon will get everyone looking she said hoping to comfort and calm him.

Damon sighed Okay, that little shit had better be at home, he knows better than to leave Amy alone, I told him to walk her to you Damon ranted angrily, ready to hang his brother if anything had happened.

Breath, we'll find her D, now go she sighed hanging up the phone on her sire. Damon immediately vamp sped home to the boarding house, the smell of blood unmistakable in the air, as he reached the door he realized that it was blood that he recognized, opening the front door the smell overpowered him, he vamped to where the smell was strongest.

Originally posted by dark-paradise No, no no he whimpered falling to his knees next to the small body on the floor, gathering Amy in his arms he held her tightly to his chest, there was a note next to the body written in her blood, he snatched it up angrily his eyes scanning the paper, he let out a blood-curdling noise tossing the paper to the ground and squeezed the girl tighter to him.

She d been the sister he had always wanted, sweet kind forgiving and accepting there were too many things to list, he loved about her, he was enraged, as the door flew open, revealing a lanky frame falling through it, Damon Stiles screamed he too could smell the blood.

Damon lowered the girl to the floor placing a kiss on her forehead, his demeanour changing straight away when he heard his brother, growling furiously as he stalked towards him, Damon what- Stiles was cut short as his big brother held him to the wall by his throat.

I told you to fucking stay here until you dropped Amy off Damon spat, watching his brother slink away from him with the small space he had the guilt obvious on his face.

She s fucking dead Stiles and it s all your fault Damon screamed, the pain of his loss obvious in his voice, as it cracked a little more towards the end.

I don t, what, I don t understand Stiles stuttered his eyes wide, tears pooling in them already as his body went slack in his brother's grip.

Klaus! he came while you were swanning off doing god knows what Damon screamed if it were possible Stiles was even paler than usual.

But don t worry he left me a nice note, explaining he s turned her first and highlighting just how pleased with himself he was Damon seethed, his anger rolling off of him in waves.

Stiles couldn't talk he was speechless for once, You know she never wanted that, she s going to hate herself, I'll be back later, be here when i get back, she s going to need us both, but don t you dare believe for a second that i forgive you! he growled slamming the door violently, shaking the foundation of their house as the elder Salvatore left.

Stiles fell to his knees with his head in hands sobbing quietly, waiting for the return of his brother and her, he was right she was going to hate him, but he had to try and be here for her even if she didn't want it.