𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

                                    

                                          
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written by: sapphirearrows on Tumblr
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They were always together when they were alone. Always enjoying the company of each other when Stefan was at school or out with friends. Making each other meals. Holding on to one another like their lives depended on it. But as soon as someone else was around all of that love and devotion went out the window and they went back to hating each other. Damon always said that acting like they hated each other was the best way to keep her safe. But he could never hate her. 
There wasn't a bone in his body that could even remotely dislike that girl. He could never be mad at (Y/N), she just had something about her that had the oldest Salvatore brother wrapping himself around her small fingers.
The only other person who knew any of this was Alaric. Not by choice though. He walked in one day and found (Y/N/N) laying on top of Damon after she had a terrible nightmare and his arms were wrapped tightly around her as if he was protecting her from herself. Damon decided then to tell his best friend about their little arrangement. Though Ric thought it was foolish, he never questioned their method. Until tonight that is.
A few minutes before
"No! Nobody is going after Klaus! Especially not you!" Damon yelled at her.
Elena and Stefan were constantly looking back and forth from him the (Y/H/C) haired girl who stood on their opposite side as they threw verbal punches at each other. After just learning that (Y/N) was related to the Mikaelsons, for all they knew she could have been a spy. But what they didn't know was that the eldest Salvatore knew for a long time before they did. (Y/N/N) didn't keep anything for Damon. It scared him to death knowing that she could end up like the rest of her family, lying in a casket somewhere with a dagger in her chest and he not being able to get to her.
"He would listen to me, Damon! I'm the only one in this scenario that he would ever think about trusting! I know him better than anyone!" The girl fired back.
While all of this is going on, Ric stood in the far corner just watching it all go down. He can see the love and worry under the fake anger in his best friend's eyes. But he does not comment and won't until it was absolutely necessary to do so.
"If you're so adamant that you aren't now, what makes you think that he wouldn't try to get him in with his ranks? Maybe worse kill you?" Damon questioned.
"Because in his eyes I will always be the little girl who he helped his sister raise and the one who will defy him tooth and nail when he is in the wrong. He's had ample opportunities to put a dagger through my heart, box me up, and throw away the key but never once has he ever tried to do so." the (Y/E/C) eyed girl took a moment to close her eyes and breathe before she continued. "Uncle Nik has only ever listened to two people since we were cursed with this life. Himself and me."
The oldest Salvatore just shook his head in disbelief. "I don't trust that reasoning to work the way you want it to. He's too diabolical and only cares for himself."
"It's the only choice we have at this point, Damon." the youngest Salvatore brother spoke.
"You're condoning this?" Damon asked and gave his brother a look of pure disbelief. "You're willing to send (Y/N) out to find her apparent uncle and pray to whatever god that might be out there that she'll return after riding his evil ways just because she asked nicely?"
Stefan shook his head. "Condoning? No. But what other option is there right now? (Y/N) is our only glimmer of hope that he will hold off on coming for Elena. It's not fall-proof but it's a start."