6 months ago-
Damon opened the trunk of his car to take out a defeated Silas. Slowly, and cautiously he opened it, his eyes widened when he saw an empty trunk. Panicking, he looked around, frantically searching for him. He took out his phone to call Bonnie.
"Hello Damon."
Almost dropping his phone from the sound coming from behind him, he quickly covered up his nervousness, and faced Silas.
"Silas! He hissed out. "How did you even get out!" He said, trying to act calm.
Silas laughed coldly making Damon shiver slightly. "You are all idiots. I am just too strong."
Damon looked at his face, than his body. "So this is your real face. You are one of them." Damon said pointing at his Elena attire.
"Something like that." Silas smirked.
"Show me your real face!" Damon demanded. He was done with the suspense. He wanted the answer, and he wanted it now.
"Alright. As you wish." Silas smirked staring at Damon for a second, and than turning into his real self.
Damon's mouth fell open, and his eyes bulged out of his sockets. "What! How is that even possible." Damon blurted out.
Looking at Silas, or himself. He couldn't believe his eyes. He blinked trying to see if this was real or just a nightmare. Damon looked at the person in front of him. Nothing came out of his mouth, he just kept staring ahead at his doppelganger.
"Hello my shadow self". Silas said calmly, yet full of coldness.
"What-"
Before Damon could even complete the question or do something, Silas stabbed him with a stake, Throwing him into the coffin, and pushing his body in the quarry.
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Present-
Klaus sat on the couch of his huge mansion, with a drink in his hand. His big brother sitting in front of him. His hands folded and on his lap, looking patient and calm, as he raised as eyebrow at the hybrid sitting across from him. Both the brothers have been having visions. Random vision, at random times. Klaus was sick of it.
Klaus took out his phone and stabbed his fingers into his phone dialing a number.
"Ah the lovely Bennett witch." Klaus smiled a fake smile.
He looked at Elijah who signaled for him to put the phone on speaker.
As Klaus did, Elijah began speaking. "Good Afternoon Ms. Bennett. How are you doing?" There was a frustrated sigh at the other line.
"What do you guys want. I already have my hands full."
Klaus cleared his throat. "Can you inform us on where the Elder Salvatore might be at this time of the day."
Bonnie sighed again but this time, it was one of concern.
That caught the brothers attention. Although they have been enemies with the Salvatore's for a long time and they still are, with the younger Salvatore anyways, the two have started caring for the elder Salvatore. It started when they first met him. The confidence, the fierce attitude.
The strong exterior covering the broken and damaged interior. Protecting his family and friends every chance he got, yet still underestimated, and hated my the others. The brothers found a certain fondness for the elder Salvatore.
Than one night at the grill, the brothers found Damon completely drunk. That night he spilled his guts out, just saying everything he has to about the day he was born, till his return to Mystic Falls. He cried, and although they didn't want to, the brothers felt something pulling them towards the young vampire, wanting to comfort him, wanting to make him feel better.
That night they left Mystic Falls for a few days. No one knows about this and, they don't plan on telling anyone. The people in Mystic Falls tend to make the smallest things a big deal, and none of them wanted to deal with that. Klaus found a version of his young self in Damon, and although he would never admit it, found a friend in him, and he would never hurt him... that bad. Elijah on the other hand found a brother in Damon. A young, sarcastic, annoying, caring, funny brother. He couldn't help but feel the way he does, and although he doesn't know why has always felt protective of the elder Salvatore.
"What is it?" Elijah finally asked.
"Damon's been missing." Bonnie finally said. "We just realized yesterday that Alaric has been having visions of him. I was having visions of him too, I thought I was dreaming about him because I was missing him. I mean he did help me after I broke up with Jeremy, and he made us not so awkward with each other. He kind of became a close friend." Bonnie's voice cracked.
Klaus and Elijah exchanged a look. None of them wanting to hear the teenage drama.
"Bonnie, what if I told you we have been having visions as well?" Elijah said politely.
There was silence on the other side of the phone.
"What kind of visions?" Bonnie asked. This time Klaus answered. "It's like someone is calling for help. Damon is suffering, surrounded by water, suffering, calling for help." Klaus finished.
"Meet us at the boarding house at 2 tomorrow." Bonnie said, and with that the call ended, leaving two very confused originals.
Damon closed his eyes, and let the water consume him. He saw a light and than a face. Stef- He tried to say before the water stopped him.
"Brother? Don't give up, please don't give up. I will find you. We will find you. You have always been strong. You have been the strong one. Please don't be weak. Stay strong. For me..."
Than suddenly he was gone. Damon looked around searching for his brother only to find water surrounding him. Tears dissolved in water once again, he didn't try to stop them. Before he would get ready, another light and than a majestic like face was present in front of him.
"Damon?" Bonnie said softly. "Damon I will find you. You don't deserve this. I know what you are thinking right now. I love you. You're my best friend. Don't leave me. Don't turn it off."
Suddenly, Katherine appeared.
"Turn it off Damon. It will help the pain. No one is going to come for you. No one will. You were never loved. Does this really shock you?" She laughed coldly. "It's always going to be Stefan. Remember?"
Damon banged on the coffin, trying to end this torture. He couldn't take it anymore. In that moment, all the memories, the sorrow, the life full of despair that he had lived before he ended up in the coffin, flashed in front of him, and Katherine disappeared.
Suddenly, the scene changed and Damon was taken to another location. He remembered this. This was when he found out that Elena chose Stefan.
No. No. NO! He can't go through that again.
"Matt's taking me home." Elena said over the phone
"To Stefan.." Damon sighed as he said it. Anger filling him.
"Not just to Stefan, Damon. To Tyler... to Caroline." Elena responded.
"Ah, I know, I get it. So, since I'm possibly a dead man, can I ask you a question?" Damon said his heartbeat increasing.
"Yeah, of course." Elena said softly.
"If it was just down to him and me, and you had to make a choice, who got the goodbye, who would it be?" Damon asked although he knew the answer.
"I love him, Damon. He came into my life at a time when I needed someone and I fell for him instantly. No matter what I feel for you, I-I never unfell for him." Elena said and he can hear her crying.
Then he was broken. His heart shattered into little pieces that cannot be placed back with glue or tape.
"Yeah, I get it. Stefan, it's always gonna be Stefan." Damon said in defeat.
"I can't think about always. All I can think about is right now. And I care about you, Damon, which is why I have to let you go. I mean, maybe if you and I had met first..." Elena replied.
"Yeah, maybe..." Damon said sighing.
"You're gonna be fine. You hear me? You're gonna be okay and I'm gonna see you soon." Elena reassured. But, Damon knew that wasn't true. He knew that he was not fine. He was broken. He was broken, and hurt
"Real soon. Goodbye, Elena." Damon threw his phone on the ground.
And with that Damon broke. He didn't want to be in this stupid coffin. He was tired. Tired of the torture, tired of the people he cared about. He was done. He was done with everything. He was broken. He wasn't the Damon who was sarcastic, and funny. He didn't have the strength to pretend everything was okay. He was done. He will not pretend. As his own tears mixed with the water surrounding him all he could think was if someone will get him out of here, or was he that forgettable. Is he that bad? Is he that bad that he will have to spend all eternity in here, and no one in the billion people living on this planet will miss him?
He knew the answer... he knew he had no one, and all he could do was wait.
Wait for someone to set him free.
Once he is, he will leave Mystic Falls, he will leave Elena, he will leave his brother, he will live with himself, and his misery.
That is IF he is ever free...
Although he knows, he never will be free.
Free from the coffin, but never free from himself, never free from the sadness, and the darkness that follows him everywhere he goes.
Okay... So I am finally done with chapter 2. I have a lot of plans for this book that I am excited about. This book is mainly about Damon and what would happen if he was in Stefan's place. Although, I am a bit confused about who I want to pair Damon with and who would be End game. So, if you guys have any suggestions, I am all ears. Thank you so much for reading! HAPPY HOLIDAYS