the last thing your brother ever said to Damon was to take care of you. you were heartbroken when you lost your brother and one night as everyone’s out celebrating, sneak away to his grave. tears are falling down your face when you hear a familiar voice ranting behind you to the tombstone of his best friend. when you looked up and saw each other, Damon knew from that moment on he’d do anything to keep you safe.

it’s been two months since then and the town is starting to get suspicious of vampires again. one morning you’re woken up by the police storming into your home, grabbing you and dragging you to a holding cell- made of vervain. while you sit in pain you try to think of any possible way you could get out of this but nothing comes to mind. you’re trapped.