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"Wake up, Stefan!" I hear someone call out while shaking me. When did I fall asleep? I open my eyes and see Damon kneeling on my lap.

"What now?" I ask him. Damon then pouts.

"My head hurts." He said while whining. I snickered at him.

"I'm pretty sure that's what a sugar rush does to you." I say and pick him up so he can get off me and throw him back onto the bed.

"When is the little witch coming!" He says while whining again. I check the time and it's 5:00 pm.

"When she finds the spell." I say while heading out the door. Damon follows behind me.

"I feel like I'm having the worst hangover." He says and rubs his eyes. I roll my eyes at him.

"Go back to sleep then." I say. Maybe I can be Damon free for a while.

"No way. It's boring." He responds while running down the hallway.

"Hey, can you slow down." I say over to him.

"Why Stefan, afraid I'm going to get hurt." Damon said while smiling and walking backwards now. He then suddenly tripped over something and started crying. I ran with my speed towards him.

"Hey are you okay?" I ask worried while kneeling down. Why is Damon so stupid? He gives me a glare.

"I'm just peachy, Stefan. I'm just crying because I want to!" He yells back at me. I roll my eyes and help him stand up. He then cries out in pain.

"What wrong now?" I ask annoyed. He gives me another glare.

"I don't know! My ankle hurts!" He yells at me. I pick him up and speed him downstairs and lay him on the couch. I check his ankle and sure enough it's sprained.

"It's sprained." I say to him.

"Really? I would have never thought of that." Damon answers with sarcasm.

"You know I could choose not to help you." I say while crossing my arms.

"Fine. I'm good on my own!" He says and tries to stand up. He screams in pain again and falls down. I just stare at him.

"Fine, sorry! Just give me your dumb blood already!" He shouts in pain. He looked like he was about to cry again.

I bite my wrist and pour it in the cup that was on the table. Damon was giving me a look.

"What?" I finally ask him.

"I've made your life a living hell and for some reason your helping me and haven't made fun of me once." He finally says.

"Well Damon, unlike you. I'm a hepful person." I say to him. I then grin.

"And who says I haven't made fun of you?" I say and hold up a picture of him sleeping that I took yesterday.

"Hey!" He said and reached out for the picture but instead he got pain from his ankle. I put the photo away and handed him the cup.

"Drink." I say to him. He drinks from the cup and he spills some on his shirt. I forgot, he doesn't really know how to use a cup now. He puts the cup down and gives a disgusted look

"This tastes disgusting!" He says while wiping his mouth with his arms. I roll my eyes.

"Go change, Damon." I say when I see his ankle fully healed. He then gets up and goes back to his room. Then someone knocks the door. I open it and see Bonnie.

"Hey." I say while I let her inside. She had her grimoire with her.

"I'm not sure if this spell is going to work, okay?" She said to me. I just nod. Right now, I'm taking any chances.

We then head to the living room and I see Damon there.

"Hey, witchy. Did you find the spell?" He asks her. She sits down on the couch and opens her grimoire.

"Like I said, not one hundred percent sure." Bonnie says to us.

"It better work." Damon responded to her.

"Okay, come here." She says to Damon. She held his hands and started chanting something in a different language. When she finished, nothing happened, but Bonnie's face seemed shocked.

"What?" I ask her. Damon looked mad that it didn't work.

"The spell isn't reversible." She finally said.

"What! I can't be stuck like this forever!" Damon yelled at her with anger.

"You're not. The witch that did this to you put like a time limit on you." She said trying to explain. Damon's face was a little bit calmer but still angry.

"How long?" I asked her.

"About 2 or 3 months." She finally said.

"I can't be stuck like this for 2 or 3 months." Damon said while getting closer to Bonnie. I held his hand so he wouldn't be able to attack Bonnie.

"I'm sorry Damon. I can't reverse it!" Bonnie told him. She got up and left. Damon then was kneeling on the floor and was crying.

"No, I can't be stuck like this!" He said between sobs. I can't handle seeing my brother like this. I kneel down next to him.

"Listen, Damon. Look at me." I say to him and lift his chin. He was crying so much. There were tears rolling down his cheeks and his eyes were red.

"You're going to get through this, okay Damon? I'm going to help you and everything is going to be alright." I say to him. He was sniffling and then he hugged me. Damon was scared. My brother was scared. I picked him up and I sat down on the couch. His head was resting on my chest and he started sucking his thumb. I cradled him and he stopped crying but was still sniffing. After a while he was sleeping. I carried him over to his room and layed him on his bed. I was about to leave but then I heard a soft whimper.

"Please don't leave, Stefan." Damon said scared. I looked back at him and he was sitting on his bed, terrified. I walked over to his bed and layed down on his bed with Damon holding on to me with a strong grip. He fell asleep again and I wiped his tears from his face. I'm going to help my brother as much as possible because he needs me right now and I need him.