Chapeter 3

A wood on the outskirts of Mystic Falls.

Stefan was dimly aware of something vibrating against his leg. As he became more aware, he realised it was phone. Cautiously, he went to move his arm to retreieve his phone from his pocket and screamed as intense pain shot up his arm. The memories came flooding back; waking up in pain, crying for his brother and then that incredible pain that made him feel like he was dying. Stefan was really surprised that he was still alive; he had never felt pain like that before.

Throughout Stefan's recollection , his phone had continued to vibrate against his leg; Stefan was rather shocked that it had survived the attack that had caused him to end up in this position . Nonetheless, he was very glad that it had as it was probably the only way that anyone was going to find him. Pain was still shooting through Stefan's body but he knew that he somehow had to answer it. Using his right arm was out of the question so he very gently manouvered his left arm out from underneath him and gave it a cautious wiggle. When he recieved no more than a slight twinge for his efforts, he then proceeded to shift his body so that he was no longer lying on the pocket that his phone was in. Moving his body was pure agony, every muscle was on fire and his left leg felt like it was going to explode but Stefan gritted his teeth and pushed through the pain until he was in a position where he could reach his phone. Somehow he managed to slide it out of his pocket but he was almost sobbing by the time he managed to press the answer button...

The Salvatore Boarding House

Damon felt like crying with relief when, after 50 missed calls, Stefan picked up. "Where the hell are you Stefan!" Damon yelled, anger masking his fear and worry. "I've had half the town searching for you! Why didn't you answer any of my calls?". Damon waited for Stefan's reply; "You better have a good excuse, brother," he thought to himself.

"Stefan, are you there?" he asked after several seconds when there was still no reply. A very weak voice came over the line.

"Damon...? Please, it hurts!" Stefan practically sobbed. Damon's breath caught in his throat; he had never heard his brother sound so weak and vulnerable before in his life.

"Stefan! Tell me what's wrong!"

"Damon...I...can't...breathe..! Please...help...me!" Damon was terrified; Stefan sounded as if he was dying.

"Stefan, tell me where you are and I can come and help you!" There was no reply! "Stefan!" Damon begged. "Answer me" Still no reply!

Damon felt physically sick. He could not stop the thought that his brother was dead from running through his mind. He almost broke down when, at last, he heard a weak groan on the other end of the phone.

"Stefan, tell me where you are!" Damon demanded again.

"In...the...wood...just...outside...Mystic...Falls," Stefan gasped in reply. "Please...come...quickly...it...hurts so much!"

"It's ok Stef, I am on my way. Keep talking to me ok?" Damon told his brother as he began to run towards the wood. A loud moan was his reply and then a scream that made his blood boil.

"DAMON!" Stefan cried.

" Stefan! What is it?" Damon quickened his pace. But the phone had gone silent. "Hang in there brother" Damon yelled as he put on an extra burst of speed, fear consuming him. "I will be there soon!"

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