Damon
"Shit!" I threw the phone across the room and it smashed into pieces. Thank goodness its the house phone, I thought.
"What are you cussing about now, brother?" Stefan walked in the living room with a bottle of my whiskey.
"Oh, so now you want to show up to torment everyone's lives even more, now do you?" Walking over to the shattered phone, I pick up the pieces and throw them in the trash. Walking toward the door, Stefan rushed in front of me, blocking my path.
"Where are you going, brother?" Stefan cocked his head, like Klaus does occasionally.
"I'm going to find Elena, you know your ex-girlfriend who is currently in the hands of the devil. AKA Klaus!" Sidestepping Stefan, I walk out the door and rush to the car and attempt to start it up. Yea when I mean attempt, I mean attempt. The thing wouldn't even try to start.
"Doesn't look like you'll be heading out any time soon." Looking up, Stefan leaned back on the hood of the car and chuckled.
Opening the door abruptly, I grabbed my brother by the collar of his jacket, and threw him to the floor. I was shocked by the time Stefan reacted to my assault, he made a comeback quite quickly and threw me up against my car.
"You don't think I would seriously let you go, now did you?" Stefan asked and laughed.
Trying to shrug him off, it was like Stefan had grown in strength over night. "What are you doing?" I yell at his face. He is clearly insane.
Before I knew it, I was being dragged back inside and forced into the basement cellar. Flying down to the ground, a face-full of dirt flying up in my face, the door slammed shut behind me.
Stefans' face was just visible from the small window in the door. "Courtesy of Klaus." He said before he turned on his heels and left me all alone in the dark.