Nothing's good in love, war, and.... Sibling hood?
Salvatore sister imagine
When life goes wrong what do normal people do? Do they cry? Try and find the normal that makes life better? Well you weren’t normal. When life got scary most of the time you packed your bags and ran,but this time it wasn’t an option. You had to much to loose. For someone who hadn’t seen her family for over 20 years and being someone who just got them back leaving wasn’t an option when your brothers were in the mix. Stefan and Damon Salvatore always doomed to repeat the past no matter how much, you, their sister y/n salvatore tried to prevent the inevitable. So when the news of Klaus drifted through mystic falls and sent a small shiver down your spine and no matter how much you disliked the doppelganger you stayed. Family meant something to you even if you had left your brothers high and dry after finding out something you didn’t like. Family was a bond you would never break even if your brothers seemed to break it every chance they got. Damon and you were only two years apart and being only a little younger he definitely was your favorite brother although at times you chose Stefan’s side most of the time you and Damon had the same mind set on things. Which is how you ended up in the boarding house while Elena sat curled up on the chair in the parlor room crying like a baby with Stefan comforting her. She jumped to her feet has soon as she saw Damon and you enter. Her face scrunched in anger and you laughed. Stefan gave you a disapproving look but you didn’t care.
“Where is she! Where is she Damon?”
“Stefan will you calm your girlfriend down please?”
“No you don’t get to do that. You knew didn’t you.”
“I know a lot of things Elena you’re going to have to be more specific.”
Damon smirked at your answer and you saw Elena grow even angrier and you knew if she did something that you didn’t like you would snap.
“You knew that if Bonnie used to much power it would kill her.”
“Yes I knew.”
Elena raised her palm like she was going to hit Damon but I death gripped her wrist and listened has her heart jumped a few beats out of fear.
“Listen here doppelious just becuase my brothers like you doesn’t mean I have to. Bonnie had to die. Klaus had to think she died it had to be believable.”
“What are you saying?”
“Bonnie cast a spell she is alive.”
A smile stretched on her face but you stopped her from leaving just yet.
“Do not try and hit either of my brothers again, got it?”
She nodded and scurried away from you slightly. You couldn’t stand the doppelgangers that got in the way of your siblings. No matter if Elena wasn’t as manipulative she was still driving a wedge and that wedge had extended to you. Bonnie and Elena were Skyping and after that finished she said her apologies to damon. Oh love what a waste it has always been. When Elena left your brothers came down stairs and looked at you drinking your bourbon on the couch.
“You can’t do that y/n.”
Asking the silent question with your eyes at Stefan’s statement he answered you.
“You scared Elena half to death.”
“Does it look like I care Stefan? The both of you can worship the ground she walks on but I won’t.”
“What are you jealous? Not getting as much attention as you did back when were human are you sister?”
Damon had said it and that was something you couldn’t believe. Damon was your best friend growing up. The only person you ever really trusted. The only person that ever really mattered to you after what Stefan did. The heat of the fireplace was staring to get to your eyes has you stared at it watching the flames dance something unfamiliar and uninviting.
“Is she all either of you think about? Am I not allowed to have an opinion of my own?”
“Of course you are y/n b-”
“Good great then here is my opinion. I hate both of them Elena and Katherine. Elena might not be as manipulative and slutty has Katherine but it’s the same end result you guys are fighting! We haven’t had a decent moment since we were human and honestly this ‘family’ makes me sick. I know about how you guys told Katherine you didn’t want me turned into a vampire. What didn’t want me tagging along and ruining your plans? I’m sick and tired of the blows and the hate and I’m tired of never being able to say what I think or how I feel. But most of all I’m tired of the fact that girlfriends seem to mean more to the both of you than family ever will.”
The words felt bitter and so did the bourbon you were drinking.
“Yup I was right your jealous. Poor y/n she isn’t as important as Elena she is going to through some hissy fit. Well stop it’s not attractive on a women your age.”
“I’m not jealous. I’m done.”
Done with trying to make your family work. Done with feeling like you had to go along with what your brothers wanted from you and never want anything for yourself. You were done with not feeling like part of a family. You were done with Damon’s insults. You were done with Stefan’s constant judgement and disapproving. Most of all you were done with how pathetic you were being. They never listened to you and they hadn’t in awhile so what’s the point? The glass made a loud sound over the drowning silence In the Salvatore house. The house of a broken family. Stefan and Damon didn’t think you were being serious I mean come on. This was there sister. The girl who always fixed there messes. The one who always stopped every fight. The one who stepped in on even the hint of danger. The girl who fights for there family every chance she got. No way she was done. Her brothers watched her leave to her bedroom that was next to Damon’s and two down from Stefan’s and the door shut loudly. Both of them lost in there own thoughts. Both thinking everything will be okay tomorrow.
But it wasn’t. Klaus had revealed his true face. The sacrifice was really going to happen. So of course they went straight to the boarding house figuring out plans.
“Y/n! Y/n! Where are you?”
Stefan shrugged almost as if to say guess she isn’t home and him and Damon carried on with there plans. Which happened to fall through like always. Elijah had been undaggered by Elena and been invited inside. Damon was pissed that was an understatement. It had been two days since their sisters little speech and no one had seen her since. That was until she causally walked downstairs as all of them and the original discussed there plan to take down Klaus.
The original kissed my sister’s hand has a sign of greeting and she smiled but rolled her eyes.
“I didn’t think you were here.”
A teasing smile painted your lips as you ignored the other three in the room.
“Where have you been? Stefan and I have been trying to tell you about Klaus!”
“I already know. I’ve been In my room the while time Damon.”
Her brothers face held surprise. You never called Damon by his full name always the nickname you gave him as a child.
“If you’ve been here the whole time then why didn’t you I don’t know help!”
“I told you I was done. I was not lying.”
“Are you talking about the spat we had? It’s cool we are over it.”
“Uh good for you Stefan way to forgive and forget. I on the other hand don’t forget anything and haven’t really seen any signs that either of you deserve my forgiveness.”
“I heard about your guys fight. It doesn’t seem like Stefan and Damon are in the wrong here.”
“Of course you’d say that. Don’t you think your opinion is a little biased though? You are in love with them both after all.”
Despite the fact you said you were done with your brothers. You still loved them so you couldn’t exactly act out the images of Elena’s dead body that entered your mind. Both brothers did not quite understand how hurt their sister really was. How the pain of never feeling like part of the family anymore had always struck a cord. Never feeling like she even had a family to go to was even worse. You left the house and sat at your old crumpled down house you use to play football by with your brothers. The brothers you no longer had. Everything was different and you hated it. Sobs racked your body and they were almost causing you physical pain and it was so loud you didn’t hear the footsteps coming your way.
“Are you okay, love?”
Startled a bit you looked up and your eyes met the face of an attractive man with curly blonde hair and blue eyes.
“You don’t sound fine.”
His accent gave him away and you knew who he was, but at this point you didn’t care.
You trailed off slightly
“My brothers and I have got into a fight.”
“Do you want to tell me about it? I assure you the fight can’t be any worse than me and my siblings.”
You laughed at that but only a small one.
“All my life they were my best friends. They were everything to me. We were inseparable. I tried so hard to keep it that way, but both of them just keep letting girls get in the way and then they start fighting. So of course I’m there to stop the fighting. Yet them fighting because of being in love with one stupid girl causes me to get angry but I’m not allowed to get angry. I’m not allowed to be mad at this girl for tearing my family apart. I’m not allowed to feel like my brothers don’t love me anymore. I’m not allowed to feel lonely!”
Apartly you weren’t a lot of things these days.
“I know. I knew who you were the second you spoke. The accent gives it aways. I’m y/n salvatore. I’m sure you’ve heard of my brothers.”