Stefan

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I couldn't get Elena's face out of my mind, telling me it was going to be okay, the large tears in her eyes when she saw what the gang did to me, but guess what? She was wrong it's not going to be okay, I was going to jail, and there's nothing I can do about it. I think about Damon, also him being here, supporting me, a certain doubt creeps up into my mind, what if it doesn't last? We're in such a good place right now, but that could change in a matter of seconds. I feel so cold and alone here, even if I'm talking to Damon most every day, the nightmares progress slowly, I know their getting worse, but not quite enough for me to get up and scream. Damon doesn't know this, and he doesn't need to know, it will only worry him and I'm already getting in him in trouble for work, I know that. Part of me wonders why he even tries?

I know he said he wants my forgiveness, and believe me he has it, but my mind is very messed up now, I feel very awkward and tense.

Elena, when she came to me that day, her hands trembling as her eyes watch me, a tear slid down my cheek because I never wanted her to see me like this, I'm such a wreck, but I still love her. God, I love her, and I wanted to yank my handcuffs off and just grab her and hug her, and whisper it's going to be okay, if though I know it wasn't.

The jail begins to fade my spirits and I don't say much to anyone, mostly keeping to myself, scared of who I can't and can trust. Although, I don't trust anyone here, whenever I see the captain walk past my cell, I want to punch him in his self-righteous face, everything about him makes me angry and I wish I could tell him that his wife has been sleeping with me, and she will gladly leave you for me, but even I'm not sure of that, but I'd like to think she would. On the other hand, I don't want her to, don't want her to break up her family for me, I just want whatever makes her happy, for life. Even if I'm just a chapter in her life.

Love is fickle my mind echos, I feel if I think too deep, I will go mad, that's all I do in this stupid place, I think, re think my choices, my decisions, I hate it!

Damon comes back in, his hands me some coffee, and I take it with greedy fingers.

He watches as I slurp it, not even caring if I look desperate.

When I finish, I mumble a thank you, and throw the Styrofoam cup in the trash next to my bed.

"Feeling better?" He asks, and I nod my head, smiling lightly at him, despite how insane I am becoming.

"Good." He mumbles quietly.

I look up at him, studying his eyes, he seems calm.

"Damon?" I ask, looking at him.

His head shoots up, as he glances at me.

"Yeah?" He asks, rubbing his hands together, it was cold here.

'Aren't you going to be late for work?" I ask, looking at him.

"I quit." He mumbles, and looks at me.

I stare at him shocked.

"What, why?" I question, searching my head for any reason he would quit.

He begins to explain to me what happened, and I feel like he's leaving something out, but I ignore my gut feeling and nod my head. But I can't believe he quit his job for me, I guess he was really trying hard, and don't get me wrong, he was brother, I loved him, but I every time he says he wants a new start, we always end up messing it up, so excuse me, if I'm tired, but the fact he quit his job, meaning father and him we're not longer close, that means Damon and I could truly have a fresh start.

"Thank you." I mumble, slightly, feeling a sting in my jaw, fuck I almost forgot I got beat the shit out of, again.

He nods.

"You better lay down." He says sternly, and I'm too tired to fight so I lay down.

"Are you going back to the apartment?" I ask, as I yawn.

"Eventually, I'll grab you some clothes at the loft, surprisingly the captain has no plans to raid it, for now." He keeps his voice low, so I only I can hear and I nod my head.

"Thanks, Damon, for everything." I say, closing my eyes, I was tired, and the pain in my jaw was only getting worse.

"What are brothers for?" He teases and I smile lightly.

"Love you, Stef." He whispers, and I feel myself fading before I can say I love you too.

I wake up, the doctor is in my cell, I sit up groaning, they have me on some pretty good pills here, so I can't complain, they take the pain away and they keep the nightmares away.

He hands me two packets and a glass of water, I two with shaky hands and stuff the rest in my pocket, ever since Damon demanded I be uncuffed no one tries to cuff me anymore, I was grateful for Damon, for this.

The handcuffs were hard to keep up with, and I felt like a caged animal when I had them on, struggling to do something simple, like scratch my nose.

The doctor quickly checks my pulse and blood pressure, he leaves just as fast as he came and I lay on the old cot, looking up at the crack in the ceiling.

I wonder when my court date will be.

If I even get one, part of me thinks their just going to deem me guilty and send me off to the prison, I don't trust cops, I never have.

Suddenly I am being ushered to the front of my cell, I groan, not wanting another inspection, when the deputy unlocks my cell.

I look up and see Caroline, confused, she motions me to come over, and I don't even have time to process my freedom as they hand me my possessions.

I see Damon and Elena in the car together, and my blood runs cold, Damon didn't bail me out did he? but when my eyes see Elena, my anger begins to fade, I missed her too damn much, I look at Caroline but she gets in the back of the car, and I follow her, leaning my head against the rest, it feel good to be off the concrete ground.

My breath catches as Elena turns around and looks at me, I feel a mix of emotions, love, confusion but most of all anger, I was angry Damon bailed me out, didn't he just quit his job? Didn't he care?

My eyes meets her and she smiles softly at me, the face that haunted my dreams is now smiling at me, and touching my wrist gently, I lean back, and close my eyes as Damon pulls out of the parking lot.