This is more to do with the T.V show than the books. This is not carried on from anything, it's just a made up thing. So Stefan has left Mystic Falls without saying good bye to Elena. Elena is still upset a month after Stefan has left. Elena knows that Damon knew Stefan was leaving and is angry at him for not forcing him to stay. She has seen Damon around but has not spoken to him preoperly until this point.
I know this thing I've written is a bit sexy and steamy, but I wanted to give the Vampire Diaries readers and viewers the thing that I'm sure they've been looking for. Enjoy :D
The doorbell rang. Sighing, I pushed myself up from the sofa and placed my diary on the table. On my way to the door, it rang again.
“Ok ok, I’m coming!” I said angrily, and wrenched open the oak door. It was Damon.
“Damon, what do you want,” I said, exasperated. I really didn’t want to deal with whatever crap he was intending to say right now.
“I was coming to see if you were ok,” he said calmly.
“Pfft. Like you really care,” I tried to shut the door in his face, but his strong hand stopped me easily. “I really don’t feel like talking to you.” I let go of the door and it swung open again.
“Look, Elena. I can’t bring Stefan back. It was his choice to leave. There’s nothing neither you nor I can do anymore. I tried to keep him here. For you. I know how much you love him.” I looked back in his eyes. He was still standing outside, although he was perfectly able of walking through the doorframe. I wasn’t going to back down this easy.
“Sure, of course you did it for me. Damon, all you care about is yourself and nobody else. And as for Stefan? Yes, I loved him. But not anymore. He left me, which just goes to show how much HE loved ME, doesn’t it?” I stormed off into the living room, and he followed me without a word. I turned around and faced him.
“Elena. I do care about other people than myself actually. In case you haven’t noticed, I care about you quite a lot.” His faced weakened from its usual strong, dangerousness to a look of truth and realisation. I didn’t want to listen to this. Not now.
“Elena. You know this. You’ve always known. But I couldn’t do anything about it because Stefan was there first. I’m sorry if I ever hurt you or did anything to hurt people you love. You don’t know how hard it is for me to say that.” I stared at him. His face looked like that of a small boy confessing something.
“Damon, I…” I began, but he cut me short.
“I know. You don’t feel the same way. But I couldn’t leave you without telling you.” His last sentence crushed me more than I’d expected.
“Yes. I think it’s best if you go back to how your life was before you met me or Stefan. You can live a normal life.”
“No! Damon, your doing exactly what Stefan did to me! I can’t lose you!”
“At least I told you how I felt about you before I left you, unlike Stefan. I’m sorry Elena. I’ll always love you.”
He stepped forward and placed his lips on my forehead. He then looked into my eyes.
“Goodbye Elena.” He turned on his heel and began to leave my house forever. Tears filled my eyes. The feelings for Damon I had tried to suppress consumed me. I loved him. I always had. Secretly. Even when I was with Stefan, I had loved Damon. I couldn’t let him walk out of my life like Stefan. I ran after him.
“Damon! Wait!” I yelled, and he turned around, slightly bewildered. I threw my arms around him and pressed my lips to his. He was taken aback for a moment, but as realisation set in he softened and slid his arms around me. He kissed me back, gently but with a lot of passion. My breathing got heavier and so did his. As we kissed we moved upstairs, and the kissing was more passionate than ever by the time we fell softly onto my bed. My hands twisted in his hair and he pulled off his shirt. I tugged off my t-shirt at the same time and turned myself over so he was on top of me. He began kissing my cheek, my neck, my chest, my stomach. It felt so good. He pulled off my jeans and then his pants. He came back to my lips and kissed me again. I rolled over on top of him and began kissing him the same way he had kissed me. I began with his neck, his chest, his toned and muscular stomach. He had an amazing physique. I crawled up to his lips again and again we rolled back over. He pulled off his boxers and I pulled off my knickers. We crawled under the covers and made love. It was the best sex I’ve ever had. Better than Stefan even. Finally we both rolled onto our backs and lay staring at the ceiling breathing heavily. Neither of us spoke for about two minutes until Damon eventually breathed “wow…” I giggled and rolled on my side, propping myself up on my elbow. He did the same. We stared into each others eyes for what seemed like an age. Then I snuggled close to him and he stroked my hair.
“I never wanted to leave, you know. But I felt as though I had to. I thought there was nothing left for me here. I thought you didn’t love me,” he said quietly.
“Damon, I’ve always loved you. Even though you have done some stupid evil things in your past I can’t help myself.” He laughed and kissed the top of my head. Suddenly I heard the door slam downstairs.
“Oh that’s probably Jeremy,” I sighed.
“It’s not Jeremy. Argh, he has to ruin everything!” Damon growled and stared at the door. I stared but there was no one there in the hallway. I blinked. When my eyes opened someone was in the doorway. It was Stefan.
It was Stefan.
He stared at us with an intensity that shook me to the bone. Damon felt me shiver and tightened his grip on me. My anger towards Stefan flared up again and I glared at him. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at the fact that he was here again in my life. But the desertion, the abandonment consumed me once more and I continued to glare at him. But as projected my anger out as hard as I could to him, I couldn’t help but notice that he was different. Something about him was – off. It wasn’t in his stance or his face, but in his eyes. His eyes had changed from being light and gentle to dark and dangerous. They reminded me of…Damon’s eyes. I was scared of him. I tensed and Damon again squeezed me tighter. His stare was also fixed on Stefan. Stefan was glancing between us, obviously taking in the scene before him. His expression went from shock to realisation to sadness extremely quickly, but I saw all the emotions. His face softened a fraction but his eyes and mouth stayed tense, his thick dark eyebrows low over his eyes.
“Stefan…” I managed to choke out finally. He looked at me, and I recoiled a little at the eyes again. What had happened to him?
“Damon...what…? How could you do this to me?” Stefan was looking intently at his brother now. I didn’t understand anything. I broke away from Damon and held the covers close to me, although both of them had seen me naked before. But I decided this was not the time to let them see that again.
“Guys, what’s going on?” I was truly puzzled now. I looked back at Damon. He seemed almost – and I mean ALMOST – sheepish. But apart from that he looked angry, and maybe I saw a hint of smugness cross his face at the same time.
“Stefan,” I said glancing back at him. “Where were you? Why did you leave me?” I nearly had tears in my eyes as I recollected the moment when I discovered that Stefan was gone – apparently – for good. The hurt, the anger, the confusion. I needed answers. And I needed them now.
Damon sat up in bed and pulled on his pants. He stood up and squared himself up to Stefan.
“What are you doing here, Stefan?” He took a step closer to his brother.
“Well Damon, I was about to ask you the exact same question.” Stefan also took a step forward. And suddenly the skin beneath Stefan’s eyes darkened and his eyes reddened. His face turned from human to vampire and I gasped. He looked…evil. I gathered all my courage and ran – covers still wrapped around me – between them. I put myself facing Stefan and shook slightly as I made eye contact. I put all my emotions into my stare.
“Stop. I need to know everything. Why you left me. Why you’re so angry at Damon when he has every right to be here as he actually cares about me. Unlike you.” I seemed to spit the last words. I knew it sounded harsh but I didn’t care since he was the one who had abandoned me.
“I guess Damon left out some important details as to why I left Elena?” Stefan’s face turned human again but he was frowning. His eyes were going wild. They looked depraved. They looked…hungry. Realisation hit me. As I stepped back I felt Damon behind me and he put his hands on my shoulders. I gasped and shook. Stefan’s eyes. They looked like Damon’s eyes. Damon fed off of people. And now, I think Stefan did too.
“Oh my…” I brushed Damon off and backed away from them slowly. “Stefan…what…What have you done?” I was shivering with fear. This was not the Stefan I used to know. This Stefan was full of malice and I was frightened. I was more frightened than I had been when I had discovered that he and Damon were both vampires. But then I knew I could trust him. Then he didn’t feed off of people. Then he was gentle, controlled. And now? Now he was dark and dangerous. Like Damon. But Damon had learnt to control his urge for human blood. Stefan however was obviously finding it difficult since his recent…slip-up.
“Elena I…” Stefan looked pained. “I guess you’ve worked it out, huh?” He took a step towards me but Damon quickly blocked his path. All I could see was Damon’s back and Stefan peering round his shoulder at me.
“Elena, let me explain. Let me tell you everything. But first, why don’t you ask Damon what he hasn’t told you.” Stefan grabbed his brother’s shoulders and spun him around. He pushed Damon forwards and I looked into his eyes.
“Elena…I’m sorry. I should have told you. I knew everything about what Stefan had done. And he told me to tell you what had happened, and to tell you he was sorry and he loved you.” Damon also looked pained as he finished off his last sentence. He turned to Stefan.
“There, happy now?” He went to walk away but I grabbed his shoulder – hard I might add.
“Wait, you knew this and you didn’t tell me? You let me believe that Stefan left without saying a word? Damon, how could you? Everything you said before…” He whipped around.
“Ok I admit that some of it was a lie. But Elena, what I said about the way I feel about you? That was the truth. I love you and I can’t ever change that. I thought that with Stefan gone that you and I could – have a chance together. I didn’t tell you what Stefan said because I knew you would dwell on it and moan and beg me to bring him back. All I wanted was a chance to show you…how much you mean to me,” Damon looked so sincere and so truthful that I melted. I yearned to throw my arms around him and kiss him but that would have been slightly awkward with Stefan in the room. So instead I chose to smile and say,
“Damon, I love you.” Stefan stiffened as the words left my lips. His expression sank and I was sure I saw tears in his dark eyes.
“Stefan, I’m so sorry. But with you gone all this time it’s given me a chance to think about how I feel and what I really want. And I…well…what I want is…Damon…” I said the last sentence in my head as not to hurt him more than I already had.
“Well, *cough*, I guess I should *cough* tell you everything, huh?” He turned to go out of the room. “I’ll let you…get dressed first. I’ll be in the living room.” He walked out of the door and I listened to him go down the stairs. Damon turned to look at me.
“Elena, are you sure you want to hear what he had to say? I mean, you might not want to hear it…” He picked up his shirt from the floor.
“Why? I mean I know what he’s done. What could possibly make it worse?” I also leaned down and snatched up my tee-shirt. Damon coughed and stayed silent. I thought back to what he had said to me before, about wanting us to have a chance together. I walked towards him, and he was leaning over picking up his socks facing away from me. I ran my hands up his sides and then down the centre of his back. He stood up straight, turned and looked down at me. I pulled his face down to mine and turned it so my mouth was at his ear.
“You’re the one I want Damon,” I whispered softly. He slowly turned his face round to look at me. He pressed his lips ever so gently against mine and it was the sweetest most sentimental kiss we had ever shared. We broke apart slowly and gazed into each others eyes. I knew Stefan was downstairs but right now I didn’t care. Right now all I wanted was Damon. I held his face in my palms and kissed him again.
“I think…we should…get downstairs…” I said, quite out of breath when we finally broke apart after about four minutes of passionately making out. “I’m sure Stefan knows it doesn’t take this long for people to get dressed.” He nodded and we made our way to the living room. Stefan was on the sofa, he looked up as we entered the room and he looked upset. Then I blushed immensely as I remembered that vampires have inexplicably incredible hearing and that Stefan must have heard all the whispering. I could have kicked myself. I manoeuvred myself around the sofa and sat on the armchair.
“Stefan, I want you to tell me everything.” Damon perched himself on the arm of my chair and looked intently at his brother. It was as if he was protecting me from Stefan, making sure that if Stefan made any kind of move towards me he’d make sure nothing happened. I trusted him.
“Well Elena, if you want to know everything…Then I’m ready for you to let Damon kill me when it’s over.” I was stunned at this.
“Why would I want to set Damon on you? Stefan….what have you done?”
Stefan looked at the floor guiltily.
“Go on Stefan, explain yourself,” Damon pressed. Stefan looked up at him angrily.
“You already know everything.” He looked back at me. “Elena, I’m so sorry I left you. I asked Damon to tell you everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told you then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on you two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had said he loved me and he was sorry about whatever he had done – which, I still wasn’t sure I wanted to hear – then maybe Stefan and I would have kissed the moment we saw each other again, and we would be united at last. But now, after everything that had happened with Damon, all my love was for him. Stefan moved himself forward on the sofa and placed his arms on his knees and clasped his hands together. I knew that what I was about to hear wasn’t going to be good or easy.
“Elena, are you sure you want to hear my story?” I nodded.
“Well…” And his story began.
I lay on my bed staring at the blank ceiling. Boredom was something I had grown used to over the last one hundred and forty five years. I urged to see Elena but she was off shopping with Bonnie and Caroline. I had no idea where Damon was though. He just came and went from the house whenever it took his fancy. Although over the past few months of having my brother back in my life I had grown closer to him than I had since we’d been vampires. To be honest, I had been enjoying our friendship. Suddenly, I sensed someone in the house. I sat up silently and immediately. It was probably Damon, or possibly Elena, but something wasn’t right. I silently moved swiftly to the top of the staircase and looked down along the hallway and at the hallway below. No sign of anyone. I shot down the stairs and stood in the centre of the hall. Glancing around I took in everything but nothing looked out of place. As I took a step to check the kitchen someone grabbed me from behind and growled. We fell to the floor and my attacker was on top of me. I was about to strike back until I took in the appearance of the vampire that had brought me down. Laughing I sat up and Lexi – my oldest vampire friend – smiled at me.
“Hey Stefan, how you been?” she said with a smirk.
“Lexi, I’ve missed you,” and I threw my arms around her.
“I’ve missed you too honey!” and she squeezed me as tight as she could, nearly pushing all the breath out of me. I patted her back and she was on her feet in a blink. She held out her pale hand and pulled me up.
“How come I’ve never met Lexi before? I mean if she’s your best friend then surely you should meet up more often?” I quizzed. I knew I should have let him carry on but I was curious.
“Lexi is a traveller – she moves around a lot. She visits when she can, which isn’t very often. We used to travel together, but something’s came up and we chose to go our separate ways.” I nodded and he carried on.
“So. Dish. What’s going on in the life of Stefan Salvatore?” She smiled up at me as I passed her a mug of coffee.
“Nothing that could compare to what’s going on in the life of Lexi Winston,” I said.
“Well we all know that no ones life is as interesting as mine but still, let’s hear it. How are you?” I wrapped my hands around my coffee mug.
“Life’s good. You know…I’ve met a girl.” She squealed and grabbed my hand. I smiled bashfully.
“Finally! Oh thank heavens! I was beginning to think you’d decided to stay single for EVER!” She was getting excited now. “Well, what’s her name? What’s she like?” She was literally jumping around on her chair.
“Her name is Elena. And she is…perfect. She’s warm and gentle and she makes me feel…well…when I’m with her I forget what I really am.”
I blushed deeply. What Stefan had told Lexi had melted away some of the anger that I felt towards him. I leant forward and placed my hand on his knee. Damon shuffled uncomfortably on the arm of the chair.
“Stefan, I…never knew you felt that way before,” I said softly. He looked deep into my eyes. Suddenly I felt a twinge of guilt. Stefan still loved me and had recently walked in on me with his brother. It really hit me that if Damon had told me all this and that Stefan still loved me that I would never have gotten with Damon at all – even though my feelings towards Damon probably wouldn’t have changed. I was beginning to become confused and uncomfortable myself. Part of me knew that I still loved Stefan. The other part knew that I loved Damon. It was like a war was going on inside me.
“Well I guess it doesn’t really make much of a difference now, does it? Since obviously my brother satisfies you enough.” I was taken aback by his sudden change of attitude. He was on his feet, his eyes boring hatred into Damon. Damon leant back slightly and smirked.
“Well maybe if you’d told her that before-” Damon began, but Stefan roared with rage and threw himself at his brother. He smashed him against the wall and had his hands at Damon’s collar.
“THAT WAS YOUR JOB!!! I told you to tell her that after I’d gone but instead you let Elena believe that I’d gone because I didn’t love her anymore. And then I suppose you used her ignorance to your advantage, hm? Well are you satisfied? Did you get what you wanted?” He had Damon by the throat now and I was terrified. I couldn’t move and I knew that if I could there wouldn’t be much I could do anyway.
“Stefan don’t! Please, stop it!” Stefan looked back at me with a look of pure misery. I knew what he was thinking. He knew that there was nothing he could do, not now. Damon and I had happened and that was that. But I was beginning to want Stefan again. My feelings for him that had been replaced by anger, sadness and abandonment were slowly turning back again. Oh no, I can’t go through that again, I thought to myself. This was so like me – when I had one brother I wanted the other.
“Look, Elena. I…I can’t do this. Not now. Maybe tomorrow or something we can carry this little story on. I know I didn’t get to say much, but right now I have to go and fe- …I have to go and do something.” And without giving me a chance to say a word he was gone. Damon was still standing where Stefan had left him, rubbing his neck.
“Damon, you do know that you should have told me, don’t you?” I stood up and walked over to him.
“Yes, I know. But I told you why I didn’t.” He put his hands on my sides.
“Wasn’t that a bit selfish though?” He nodded.
“But that’s what I am. A selfish, dangerous, cocky vampire. Just how you like it,” he said with a grin.
“That may have an edge of truth about it…” I leant up and planted a kiss on his lips. Five minutes later we broke apart. He held me in his arms and we hugged for ages. I didn’t want to let go. But I knew that at some point I had to.
“Damon, Aunt Jenna will be back soon from her trip. How about helping me with dinner?” Aunt Jenna was going to be hungry after her journey home. She’d been away to see some of her friends in San Francisco over the weekend and had hesitantly left the house under the care of Jeremy and I.
“Sure, why not.” And we both made our way to the kitchen. “So, what are we having?” I thought for a moment.
“Erm, I think maybe spaghetti Bolognese? You can start by chopping onions,” I said, throwing a couple to him from the bottom of the fridge. He caught them with ease.
“So where’s the chopping board?” I pointed him in the right direction and turned to put the defrosted mince in the frying pan. As I mashed it down I turned and looked at Damon. He was busy chopping onions. For a split second I forgot what he was. He looked so normal. This was a side of Damon that I had hardly ever seen before and this was the side of Damon that I loved the most. He glanced up and noticed me staring at him. He smiled.
“What are you looking at?” I blushed.
“Nothing…” And I turned and continued cooking the mince. Soon the smell filled the room and my mouth watered.
“Mmm, smells pretty damn good,” I heard a voice say from behind me. I looked around and saw Aunt Jenna in the doorway.
“Oh hey! I didn’t hear you come in,” I dropped the spatula and gave her a hug. “How was San Francisco?” She looked sort of guilty.
“Well, let’s just say after a few drinks I was back to my old college ways again. Not exactly proud of myself. But apart from that it was fun. How was your weekend, hmm?” She looked past me at Damon. I followed her gaze and he looked back at the peppers he was now cutting with a smile still spread across his face.
“It’s been…interesting…” I looked back at Aunt Jenna.
“It has now, has it? She looked back at Damon. “Hey, you look like a strong guy. Could you possibly lug my suitcases upstairs? It’s just I’m kinda pooped.” She smiled innocently and he put down the knife.
“Sure thing Jenna,” and he went out into the hall. Literally the moment he was gone she grabbed me and looked me dead in the eyes.
“You and Damon? Since when? Oh my, honey, seriously I thought you’d never get over Stefan but thank goodness you have! Wow, you’ve landed a good’un there, I’ll say! He’s hot!” I cringed.
“Jeez Aunt Jenna!” I knew he’d heard all this and I knew that a smug smile would be spread across his face. “Can’t you be less…you? For at least an evening. Please?” She hushed up but a huge grin was slapped on her face. Damon came back in and sure enough, there it was. A smug grin just for me. I pushed him back out into the hallway.
“Do I sense a little smugness Damon?” I looked at him.
“Your Aunt is very…gracious, about me. I’m not smug…much,” he smiled down at me.
“Hey guys? Have I got to do this dinner all by myself now? Or are you both gonna just carry on smooching in the hallway?” I flushed deep red.
“Oh my God, I’m sorry, she’s just so…argh.” I put my hands over my face. He pulled my hands away.
“Come on, she could be worse.” I looked up at him in disbelief.
“Really? Can you get worse than her?” He laughed quietly.
“I’ve met worse, trust me.” He took my hand and we walked back into the kitchen.
After dinner I walked him to the front door.
“I am so sorry about her.” I blushed for about the hundredth time that evening.
“Pfft, don’t worry about it. Remember, I’ve met worse.” He laughed, leant down and kissed my forehead.
“Today was…fun,” he smirked, and picked up his jacket.
“Yeah, it was, apart from the whole thing with Stefan. We’ve upset him Damon. And I hate that.” I helped him pull his jacket over his shoulders.
“Yeah well didn’t he upset you when he left?” He opened the door and turned to look back at me.
“Well remember if you had told me I wouldn’t have been as upset!” He said nothing, but stepped forward again and pressed his lips against mine.
“Yes, well remember, if I had told you then you and I probably wouldn’t have happened now, would we?”
“I guess…” And he was gone. One moment I was staring into his eyes, the next moment I was staring at the door.
I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling. Today had been…“fun”, as Damon had put it, but fun all apart from Stefan’s sudden reappearance at the completely wrong moment. It wasn’t that I wasn’t a little happy to see him again, I was. But the fact that he came back just after Damon and I had had…you know. And the fact that he’d fed on human blood. What had swayed him to the dark side? Lexi? I had to know. But he had gone when he’d begun to tell me what had happened. And who had he killed? It couldn’t have been someone close to me, I would have noticed if they were gone for a month without calling me. Suddenly, the window blew open. I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“Jeez…” I muttered, recovering. I got up and shut them again, putting the latch on. When I turned around, I nearly screamed. Stefan was standing behind me.
“Stefan! You scared me! What the hell?” I breathed and moved around him.
“Sorry, that wasn’t my intention,” he replied honestly. I looked at him from across the room. It wasn’t just his eyes that had changed I realised, it was the way he was standing. He was poised as though ready for anything out of the ordinary. His eyes took in everything about the room. He was tense.
“Stefan, why are you here?” I asked quietly, looking at the floor. He relaxed slightly, walked over to my bed and sat down.
“I thought it would be easier to talk to you…if…Damon wasn’t here.” He looked up at me, his eyes still filled to the brim with the sorrow I had seen earlier.
“Stefan…you have to tell me now. I need to know what you’ve done.” I sat down next to him.
“Ok, here goes…” and his story began again.
Lexi looked at me sternly.
“Stefan, we’ve got to go and do something! I have to go tomorrow and we need to do something fun!” She grabbed my hands as she begged me. I decided to give in.
“Ok, ok. So what are we going to do?” A huge smile broke across her face.
“I have an idea,” and she walked over to her bag and zipped it open. After a few seconds she pulled out three paintball guns.
“Paintballing? Lexi, you’re too cool, you know that?” She leaped gracefully across the room in a flash.
“I know how much you loved it back in ’88, and I came across a couple going cheap in China when I was there. I thought “what the heck?” and bought them.” She put one in my hands.
“Wait, why are there three? I thought you didn’t like Damon?” She laughed out loud.
“Stefan, it’s not for Damon, it’s for Michael! You thought I came without him?” Of course, Michael. How could I have forgotten Michael?
“Who’s Michael?” I inquired.
“Michael’s Lexi’s husband. They got married way back before I was even born. They’re tight as anything. Nothing has ever come between them.” He looked sadly at the floor. I knew he was thing about us.
“Stefan. I’m so sorry to have hurt you. Damon and I…I’m so sorry.” Tears started spilling down my cheeks.
“No, Elena. I’m sorry. I left you alone and I’m sorry. If I hadn’t…hadn’t…done what I did, you and I would still be together…” He seemed so pained and so heartbroken that I put my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around him.
“Shall I carry on?”
“Michael’s out hunting right now, but he’ll be back soon.” She poured paintballs into her gun. “Lock and load, Stefan,” and she threw me a packet of yellow paintballs. I caught them and filled my gun with the colourful ammunition.
“Well this looks like fun, mind if I join you?” I whisked around at the familiar voice of my brother. Damon was walking towards us with a smile on his face. Lexi barely even looked up at him.
“Why hello there Lexi, long time no see,” he said with a smirk. He walked around me and knelt down beside her. “But it doesn’t look like you’re too happy to see me.” She stood up and so did he.
“When am I ever happy to see you Damon?” She picked up her paintball gun and walked away from him.
“Oh, well that’s a damn shame. You know that hurts me,” he put his hand on his heart, “right here.” He smirked again and looked at me.
“Quit the sarcasm Damon,” she sighed.
“Sarcasm? How could you even suggest that? That’s mean,” he was still smiling. Suddenly Lexi was in front of him and glaring at him.
“Oh, I’m mean? That’s a little hypocritical don’t you think?” She was older than him, therefore stronger, and he seemed to retract a little at her stern words.
“Ok, ok. Calm down Lexi,” he said smoothly. “Now, can I play or not,” he asked, trying to look innocent.
“Of course you can Damon,” she replied. I was taken aback. Why was she letting Damon play when she despised him?
“As long as you don’t mind being my primary target,” she added and walked out into the hallway. I laughed as he recoiled a little, but he composed himself.
“Well, whatever. You know how much I love paintballing. And it’s not like I’m not fast.” He grabbed another paintball gun from her bag. “She’ll have to be able to aim pretty good if she wants to get me.” He held the gun at me. “And I wonder who my primary target will be…” he sneered. He stared into my eyes as he walked past.
“Great…” I muttered. I followed Damon out to the front lawn. Lexi stood with Michael directly ahead of us. Their rings shone like ours in the bright sunlight. They had been given them by a band of travelling vampires back in 1801. Damon walked up to Michael and they hugged.
“How are you, buddy? It’s great to see you,” Michael laughed and patted Damon’s back.
“I’m good, man. It’s great to see you too.” Damon was reunited with one of his best friends too. Although Lexi and Damon hated each other with a passion, Michael and Damon got on scarily well. I, on the other hand, didn’t get on so well with him.
“Michael, it’s good to see you again,” I said as I shook his hand.
“You too, Stefan.” He coughed and didn’t look me in the eye.
“How come you guys are all like that? I mean, Damon and Lexi, you and Michael?” I asked. Stefan laughed.
“It’s nothing terrible, Elena. It’s just a personality clash thing. Damon and Lexi are completely different. Lexi is warm and friendly, whereas Damon is…well, Damon. However, Michael’s not like Damon, but they just seem to mesh. But Michael and I just don’t seem to. See, there’s nothing awful that keeps us from all being friends.” I nodded and he continued.
We entered the forest at different points and ran. I looked for a place to hide and came across a huge oak tree that had hollowed out at the bottom. I threw myself inside and peered around the corners. Not a sign of anyone. The forest was still. I held my paintball gun tightly to my chest. Suddenly, I saw Lexi creeping through the trees about 50m in front of me. I held my breath. She hadn’t seen me. Yet. I locked my gun into shooting position and moved forward silently, slowly. She hadn’t heard me yet either. I moved through the undergrowth, creeping as low as I could. I realised that paintballing was similar to hunting. Creeping slowly so the prey wouldn’t hear you, lowering your body so they can’t see you… This was fun. Lexi was looking around frantically, and she darted against a tree. She held her gun ready to shoot anyone she saw and I took aim. I pressed my finger down slowly and fired. She moved out of the way just before the paintball hit her stomach. It hit the tree and exploded in a yellow shower. She glared at me through the trees before I’d even had time to hide. I knew she was coming for me now. I ran full pelt through the forest with paintballs flying past me.
“Oh Stefan, you’ve done it now,” she yelled from behind me. I laughed and continued running until I saw Damon crouched low by a rock. I skidded to a halt and he looked directly at me. He smiled and raised his gun. The paintball missed me by a fraction as I began to move out of the way. He hadn’t got me. But, unfortunately for Damon, the paintball had hit Lexi in the face.
“Ah, um, I…Oh dear,” Damon said sheepishly, and began to back away slowly. Lexi was growling.
“Oh Damon. My dear, dear Damon. You’re dead.” And her face morphed into the vampire she was. Damon’s face whitened and he stepped back.
“Oh, come on Lexi, I didn’t aim at you! I was going for my brother…” But she wasn’t listening. She had Damon by the collar and threw him against a tree. Of course he wasn’t hurt but she was enjoying it all the same. He sprang up and his face morphed too.
“Guys, come off it. We were supposed to be having fun, not fighting.” I moaned. They did this all the time, and it was beginning to get annoying. “We’ve only just started!” Lexi looked at me and her face reverted back to normal.
“Sorry Stefan. It’s just he irritates me so much!” She turned back to Damon. “Watch yourself. Next time I won’t back down.” Suddenly a scream erupted somewhere in the forest. We all turned in the direction that the noise came from. With that we were all running to the noises source. After about 2 minutes of sprinting we had covered two miles. We were about 50m from the main road that ran through Mystic Falls, and we came across the screamer. It was a small girl, about four years old. She was screaming at a man crouching over a body of woman.
“Michael! What are you doing? We’re supposed to be playing a game, not having lunch,” Lexi joked. I growled.
“Lexi! You can’t joke about this! We’re trying to keep a low profile here, you know!” She looked at me apologetically. “Sorry honey. Michael! Stop!” And she ran to him. The little girl screamed again as Lexi’s thirst took her over and she began to feed too. Damon sighed beside me.
“What are we gonna do about the girl?” he asked. Michael looked back.
“I know…” he said cunningly and threw himself at her. I roared and jumped at him. I threw him off but he’d already sunk his teeth in. The girl’s blood…it got on my mouth and…”
I gasped and moved away from him. “Stefan…you didn’t…Oh my God, you killed that little girl!” He looked at me apologetically and his face filled with guilt.
“Elena, the pull of human blood is very strong. I couldn’t resist, it was too much…” He move closer but I sprang up and backed against the wall.
“Stefan…I don’t…I think I’m going to be sick…” I felt ill thinking about that poor little girl…having her blood drained from her body… “Stefan…get out. I…I can’t hear anymore…Not now.” He nodded and got up. I couldn’t look him in the eye.
“Elena. You told me to tell you everything. I told you that you might not like what you hear. But you wanted me to tell you anyway. All I can say is I’m sorry.” And with that he was gone. Tears poured down my face. The thought of the little girl made my stomach churn. How could he…I fell onto my bed and sobbed. I sobbed for hours. I could never look at Stefan the same way again. But it struck me then that Damon had probably killed children too. I tried not to think about it. I knew it was the only way they could survive, but the thought was too horrible, too much…And I fell into a tense and stressful sleep…
I woke up slowly the next morning. My eyes were thick with sleep from the dried tears. I rubbed my eyes hard and blinked them open. The sun was streaming in through the open window. I didn’t want to think about what I had heard last night. I tried to blank it out. Looking at the clock on the wall I saw it was 9.10am, and I could hear Aunt Jenna downstairs. Suddenly my phone buzzed with a text. I picked it up and saw it was from Damon.
Are you busy today? If you are then cancel your plans. I’m taking you somewhere. I’ll pick you up at 11am, ok? Make sure you’re ready x
I smiled at his complete and utter bluntness. Quickly I texted back.
No I wasn’t busy today, but thanks for asking. I’ll see you at 11am then. Xxx
I pressed send, put my phone down and went and took a shower. The hot water was good against my tired face, and when I’d finished I felt fresh and ready to face another day.
When I got back to my room I changed and ran a brush through my wet hair. Annoyingly there was a knot and I had to literally rip my brush through my hair. My head throbbed painfully after the knot was finally gone. Finally I was finished getting ready and I glanced at the clock again. 10.17am, wow I was moving really slow today. I heard a knock on the door.
“Come in,” I turned around and Jeremy came in. “Oh hey Jer, you ok?” He looked as though his was suppressing laughter. “What’s so funny?” I inquired. Laughter was literally ripping him apart from the inside.
“Come and see for yourself. But be quiet.” He beckoned me forth and I followed him to the landing. He peered over the banister and giggled. I looked and nearly burst out laughing too. Aunt Jenna was dancing – not disco dancing, but using an exercise video called Taibo. The man on the screen was saying “and lunge, two, three, four, five, six seven, eight. And breathe, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight…” She was really going for it. I looked at Jeremy and we couldn’t hold it in any longer. We burst out laughing and tears came to my eyes. Aunt Jenna looked up sternly.
“What are you two laughing at? Isn’t a woman allowed to get her body into shape?” she put her hands on her hips. “Now look what you’ve made me do! I’ve missed the squat-thrusts.” This made us laugh even more. “Go away, both of you. Leave me and my hot body builder to ourselves, thank you.” And with that she turned around and tried to catch up with tape. Jeremy helped me get up.
“Oh dear,” I said, wiping the laughter tears away.
“My sentiments exactly,” Jeremy giggled, stifling more laughter. “Hey, you look nice Elena. Where are you off to?” I didn’t actually know exactly where I was going.
“I’m going somewhere with Damon. And thanks for the compliment,” I smiled. He looked at me in surprise.
“You and Damon? Since when?” I sighed.
“Since yesterday actually.” I turned to walk away. He grabbed my arm.
“Elena, I don’t know why I’m saying this, but be careful. I’ve always got a bad vibe off of him. There’s something…off about him.” I was touched by his worry and honesty.
“I’m safe with Damon. But thanks Jer, for being so caring.” I hugged him and he shuffled off to his room. After five minutes his music blared up. I looked at the clock again. 10.30Am. Time was going so slowly. I just wanted to see Damon again. I sat on my bed and stared at the window, wishing that he would just appear. So I tried to think of something to do to pass the time. I looked around me and realised that my room was actually a bit of a tip. So I gathered up the dirty clothes and threw them into the wash bin in the bathroom. Then I sorted out my desk and I got kind of into the whole bedroom cleaning thing. After a while I looked back at the clock. 10.57Am! Damon would be here soon. I grabbed my bag and made my way downstairs. As I got to the bottom the doorbell rang. I opened the door.
“Hey,” Damon said as he stepped inside. He cupped my face in his hands and brought his lips down to mine. I melted. Our lips moved against each other rhythmically, and our breathing staggered. When we kissed I forgot every bad thing that was worrying me, everything that got me down. I had never known that Damon, of all people, could have ever made me feel this way. I remembered back to when I had hated him. When I was shocked at the way he could kill without a hint of remorse. But for some reason none of the past mattered anymore. It was like we had started again and I knew that if I didn’t think about what he did to…eat, that I could be with him. The kissing slowed and eventually he pulled his face back ever so slightly, but kept his hands on my cheeks. His face was millimetres from my own, and I stared into his grey eyes. They were mesmerising. Suddenly I heard Aunt Jenna coming down the stairs. We quickly moved away from each other, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. I really didn’t want to have to deal with her constant embarrassing remarks right now. As she reached the bottom of the stairs she looked at us and smiled.
“Why hello Damon, it’s so nice to see you again,” she said, staring at him. I rolled my eyes. “So what are you kids up to today, hmm?” I glanced up at Damon. I was wondering the same thing actually. He had only sent me a text saying that he wanted to take me somewhere, but I had no idea where that somewhere was.
“I was going to take Elena out for the day, is that ok?” He smiled down at me.
“Of course it’s ok sweetie. Have fun you two.” She beamed a smile at Damon. “Well, I’m off to meet Alaric at the Grill. See you later honey,” and she kissed my cheek. She walked past us out of the door. I turned back to Damon.
“So, where are we going?” I asked.
“You’ll see,” he grinned and took my hand. We walked out of the front door and he lead me to his 60’s blue Chevrolet. It was a beautiful old car. He opened the door for me.
“Madam,” he said with a smile and waved his hand as he bowed. I laughed at his dramatic gesture. The moment I was in he was already buckled up and the ignition was running.
“Aren’t you worried that people will see you moving so fast?” I was worried he was going to give himself away by being reckless.
“Do you really think people are going to believe what they saw if they did?” I thought about it.
“I suppose…” And we were off, driving out of my street and onto the main road that ran through Mystic Falls. He switched on the radio and music blasted out into the car. His hand tapped along to the beat on the steering wheel. I wondered to myself if I should tell him about Stefan’s appearance last night. I decided to save it.
“So, where exactly are we going, Damon?” Again he told me I’d have to wait and see. We drove for a long time until we reached a huge forest. Driving through the thick undergrowth made me remember what Stefan had talked about the night before and I shivered.
“You ok?” Damon looked at me, a puzzled look on his face.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.” I sat back against the seat and closed my eyes. Suddenly someone was shaking me gently.
“Elena, wake up, we’re here,” a voice drifted into my consciousness.
“Wha- Did I fall asleep?” I said groggily. Damon laughed softly.
“Yes you did. But now we’re here so come on.” I looked out of the window. We were on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley. I didn’t know Mystic Falls was anywhere near a valley. I was confused. Damon saw my puzzled face.
“I’ll explain where we are in a sec. Come on.” And he was at my door with it open in a blink. I undid my seatbelt and stepped out into the warm air. The view was breathtaking. It really was.
“This is my favourite place to come. When I need to escape, get away from everything, you know?” I turned to him.
“Why did you bring me here?” He wrapped his arms around me.
“Stefan told me he told you. I figured it was a lot to take in, especially as it’s my brother. For you to hear about him…you know, doing that, must have been hard. So I figured why not help her try to escape for a while.” He stroked my hair. Damon had surprised me with his sentimentality yet again.
“You know Damon, you can be quite the sweet-heart sometimes. I would never have guessed,” I looked up at him.
“Well, sentimentality isn’t my most redeeming quality, but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist. I can be quite the romantic too, you know.” He kissed the top of my head and then opened the boot of the Chevrolet. He pulled out a picnic basket. My eye’s opened wide and I took in the scene that unravelled before me. Damon Salvatore, the cocky, dangerous vampire was laying out a picnic on top of a hill.
“Elena, why don’t you come and sit with me?” He beckoned me over and I sat down next to him.
“Wow Damon. You’ve really surprised me this time.” I leant up and kissed him. Then I grabbed a sandwich and munched it down. I’d realised that I hadn’t had breakfast before I left.
“Mmm, did you make these? Their amazing,” I said, licking my lips.
“No, they appeared out of mid air,” he replied sarcastically. I looked up at him with a look of mock annoyance and continued eating. He grabbed one too and we sat in silence for ages taking in the scenery.
“This place is beautiful Damon. No wonder you love it here.” He laughed.
“Elena, this place is beautiful, I agree. And calm and quiet. But that’s not the only reason why I love it…” I looked at him, confused. “It’s a favourite spot for hikers too.” I recoiled a bit and breathed.
“Damon, I’m trying not to think about how and what you eat. Can we stay off of that topic please?” He smiled guiltily back at me.
Suddenly, two men emerged from the forest behind us. They were dressed head to toe in hiking gear and they were laughing and chatting to each other.
“See what I mean?” Damon whispered in my ear. I batted him away.
“Oh shush.” He laughed gently and I saw that his line of vision was fixed on the hikers. I felt myself shaking slightly. He looked down at me abruptly.
“Elena, don’t worry. I won’t hurt them. I won’t hurt anyone when you’re around me. I promise.” My shaking gradually stopped. I looked back at the hikers and one of them saw me looking. He waved.
“Hi there!” he called. “We were just coming up here to take in the scenery. Stunning isn’t it?” He put his hand over his eyebrows to block out the sun and looked out across the valley. I nodded back and went back to eating. Damon had said nothing, but as I looked up into his face I gasped. His face was changing, his eyes darkening, his canines lengthening.
“Damon, what-” I followed his eye line back to the hikers. One of them was lifting his leg up on to a rock. He peeled up his trousers and blood was pouring down his shin.
“Argh. See, I told you I’d hurt myself Jeff. You never listen. Always on a mission to get to the top.” He laughed. He began to remove his backpack in search of a first aid kit, I presumed. I turned back to Damon.
“Damon, stop. Resist it. Please. You promised. For me.” He looked down at me.
“Elena…I’m so sorry. But…I can’t.”
He was on his feet. I scrambled backwards. The hikers looked at him. The one that was looking at the scenery joined his friend and looked his leg.
“Man, it’s pretty deep. Sorry Kurt. We should have stopped back there.” Damon was walking towards them stealthily. Jeff looked up at him.
“Hey man, can you come here and help me stop the bleeding?” Damon advanced.
“Of course, I’ll help you stop the bleeding better than you think.” He was walking stealthily, moving like a hunter – a predator. His body lowered but the hikers didn’t notice as they were concentrating on Kurt’s injury. I screamed at Damon.
“DAMON! NO! PLEASE! IF YOU LOVE ME YOU WON’T DO THIS!” The hikers looked at me in shock. Damon stopped. He was shaking. So was I. He stopped but he was tense. He didn’t look at me.
“Elena, I – I…the pull, it’s so strong. I – argh,” he breathed in heavily. Abruptly, he turned on his heel. As he walked away from the men he said “sorry, forgot I don’t like blood.” He jumped into the car and slammed the door shut. I clambered in and we shot off. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t speak to me. His hands clenched the steering wheel making his knuckles turn white. My mind was tripping. Damon could have killed those hikers right in front of me. I shook with fear.
“Great. Now you’re even more scared of me. Shit!” He slammed his hand against the steering wheel and squeezed his eyes shut.
“Damon, you didn’t do it. You’re better than you think. You resisted it for me. You kept your promise. And I love you for it.” I touched his arm but he pushed me away.
“Elena, I’m too dangerous. I thought I could be with you but it’s too risky. I’m sorry.” He didn’t look at me. I breathed in sharply.
“Pull over.” I said.
“No.” he replied sternly.
“Pull over,” I demanded. “Damn it Damon, just bloody PULL OVER!” He skidded the Chevrolet to a stop at the side of the road. He just had time to say “What are you-” before I pressed my lips against his. He tried to push me away but I held his jacket collar as tightly as I could to keep him from doing so. He was really strong and I found it almost impossible to keep a grip, but with all my strength I held on and continued to kiss him. As I continued he slowly but surely relaxed little by little, and eventually he gave up the fight and wrapped his arms around me. I broke off from him gently. I held his face in my hands and looked sternly into his eyes.
“Don’t you ever say that to me. I know now and you know now that you have the will to resist the blood if you really try.” He looked away from me.
“You really think you can trust me…” I made him look at me again.
“I don’t think, I know.” I kissed his forehead. “Let’s go home.”
We drove swiftly and smoothly back to Mystic Falls. I kept looking across at Damon and his face was still pained. I knew he was angry and upset with himself. We didn’t talk for most of the journey. It wasn’t until we were nearly back that he sighed.
“Elena, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have taken you out today.” He stared at the road.
“Damon, don’t say that. I loved it…until the near-attack that is. But it didn’t happen. Which just goes to show that you are able to resist the blood if you try.” He smiled weakly and looked at me.
“Why were you so angry with Stefan about killing someone when you know that that’s what I do all the time?” I didn’t know what to say. He was right.
“I…I don’t know…I guess it’s just the thought of him…killing. I mean he was always so trustworthy to me and then he did something like that…” I shuddered at the thought. “I’m so used to you now that I’ve kind of blocked out what you do and I-” he cut me off.
“Elena, Stefan made a slip-up, we all do. But the pull of human blood is so strong. I nearly ripped those hunters apart back there but you managed to stop me only by a fraction. I…I can’t explain to you how STRONG that pull is, I really can’t. And for it to be so close to Stefan, like on his lips, it’s absolutely impossible not to drink.” He stared out ahead.
“Elena, just to let you know, I haven’t killed anyone, let alone hunted a human in a long time now. Blood banks are just as good a source, just minus the thrill.” I was shocked. I hadn’t known that Damon had stopped feeding directly on humans.
“Really? Wow, good for you Damon!” I forced a smile, as the thought of anyone drinking blood made me feel uncomfortable.
It was nearly night-fall when we pulled up outside my house. I clambered out of the car and began to walk up the path, with Damon at my side. Suddenly, Stefan staggered out of the bushes.
“Hey, HEY! Elena, Damon, how are you?” he waved, and his words slurred slightly. I stepped back.
“Stefan…what’s up with you?” I asked nervously, although I was sure I already knew. Damon stepped in front of me.
“Stefan. Go home. You’re drunk.” Damon sighed and took a step toward his brother who in the same second had punched Damon squarely in the jaw with horrifying precision. Damon fell backwards hard and hit the porch decking with a thud.
“And why do you think I’m drunk, Damon?” Stefan spat as Damon sprang swiftly to his feet. Fists clenched, Damon tensed his body and lowered it as if to pounce at any given moment. I wanted desperately to stand between them and stop them, but they were vampires, not boys. There was nothing I could do but stand helplessly on the sidelines.
“Look, Stefan,” Damon growled. “Elena chose me. Get over it!” Stefan lunged.
“GET OVER IT? HOW?” And they threw each other around faster than I could see. They were really attacking each other.
“Stop it! Please! I’m begging you!” I cried out in earnest but it was in vain. They ignored me.
“I love her Damon. You knew I did. You knew I’d be back here eventually but you seized that opportunity to steal the most perfect, the most wonderful thing from my life!” Stefan yelled and they moved their fight into the nearby forest. I ran desperately after them, tears streaming down my face pleading them to stop. Damon had Stefan pinned against a tree with one hand at his throat. Stefan’s toes were barely touching the floor.
“You know better than to think you’re stronger than me, brother,” Damon growled menacingly. “I’ve had enough of you pining for my girl. Yes, that’s right. MY girl.” Stefan was about to attack his brother again in ferocity when a girl stepped out from behind a tree. I gasped and threw my hand to my mouth.
“But I thought I was your girl, Damon?” said Katherine.
All three of our jaws dropped. Damon automatically let go of Stefan who dropped suddenly and he held a hand to his throat, rubbing it tenderly. All of our widened eyes were all fixed on the spitting image of me that stood casually opposite us.
“K-k…Katherine?” Damon choked out in bewilderment. She moved faster than I could see and was suddenly standing right in front of me. I could hardly comprehend the likeness between us. It was like looking in the mirror. She looked me up and down and then stared hard at my face. She looked confused.
“Well this is interesting…” she mused as she circled me. I didn’t breathe. She was a vampire and she was stronger than Damon and Stefan. She could snap my neck in a second and not think twice about it. She seemed to sense my fear, and she smirked at me.
“I’m not going to hurt you. You are far too interesting. Can I ask you why you look like me?” She stood facing me again. I tried to speak but my breath caught and no sound came out. I glanced across at Damon and Stefan who were standing there motionless with their mouths still hanging open. Katherine looked at me as if demanding an answer, but when I didn’t respond she rolled her eyes and turned to face Damon and Stefan.
“Well? Aren’t you happy to see me?” she smiled cutely. Damon shut his mouth slowly and his face turned from shock to anger.
“Happy? HAPPY?” he roared and she took a step back. His face morphed into vampire and he growled, “I waited for you Katherine. I waited ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FIVE YEARS for you. I tried desperately to get into that tomb. I never gave up. And then, finally, I got the chance and I rushed inside to find you. And guess what? YOU WEREN’T THERE!” He yelled at her and she stood immobile. “That little vampire Anna told me that you had compelled one of the guards to let you free…She told me…” his face morphed back to human and he sank to the ground on his knees. When he looked up his face was pure sadness. A lump caught in my throat as the dangerous, powerful vampire Damon looked on the brink of crying. The amount of sorrow that had filled his normal look of confidence and smugness was just heart-rending.
“…She told me…you knew where I was. You always had. And yet…you never came back for me…You never even cared. And when she said that…my world fell apart. My love for you had been so strong. I thought that I would finally see you again after years apart and we’d be together again. But I was wrong. How could you?” He choked out and he stared at the mossy forest floor. I gasped silently as I saw a tear drip from Damon’s face and hit the ground. He looked so sad. So helpless. I went to go and pull him into my arms but Stefan looked at me and shook his head as if to say, “leave him be.” I nodded and just looked at the miserable vampire that was kneeling on the cold leafy forest floor. Katherine stared at him and looked at a loss of what to say.
“Damon…I…I’m so sorry. But I’m here now! And I’ve come for you, my darling. I tried to come before but things…came up. I love you, I always have,” she said softly. But I didn’t buy a word of it. And neither did Damon, apparently. He sprang to his feet and rubbed his eyes furiously.
“So things came up constantly for one hundred and forty five years, huh? You love me huh? Just get out of my life Katherine. I don’t love you. Not anymore.” And with that, he turned on his heel and disappeared into the forest. Katherine reached her arm out desperately and took a step, but Stefan held up his hand.
“No, Katherine. Damon’s right. Go. You’re not wanted here.” Stefan sped over and stood in front of me. “You abandoned him. I’ve never seen such love-driven madness in one person. He loved you more than words can say Katherine. We all saw that,” and Stefan motioned at me. I nodded in agreement. “For him to find out that you had been free all the while, he fell apart. You killed his love for you.” Stefan glared at her. Her mouth fell in a dramatic pout.
“Well, this reunion wasn’t as fun as I’d hoped,” she said, smiling a cruel smile. Rage flared up inside me. All that stuff she had said to Damon about loving him still had been a lie. I wanted to punch her but I knew if I did she rip me to shreds. Stefan growled.
“I SAID GO KATHERINE!” he roared and with a blow-kiss she was gone. He breathed hard and turned to me.
“Come on Elena. I think we need to find Damon.” He turned his back to me and motioned for me to climb on. I obliged hesitantly and we sped off. My eyes stung as the wind blew like knives into them. I squeezed them shut and then we came to a halt. I prised them open and realised we were standing in front of the Salvatore house. The door was open. I slid off of Stefan’s back and we walked slowly into the house. Stefan stopped.
“He’s in there. I’ll give you two some…time.” He said unwillingly, but before I could answer he was gone. I ran swiftly into the house and my gaze fell upon a figure in the armchair near a roaring fire. I walked quietly up behind him but he didn’t turn around. I knelt beside him but he just stared into the fire, not blinking. His eyes were glazed over and he held a bottle of whisky in his hand. I removed the bottle and held his chin in my hand. I forced him to look at me but when he did the sadness in his eyes overwhelmed me. He didn’t say a word. He blinked slowly whilst staring me in the face blankly. After a while his eyebrows narrowed and he looked at me properly.
“I’m sorry…” he whispered, but I shushed at him and helped him to his feet. I wrapped my arms comfortingly around him and pulled him close.
“Damon,” I cooed softly. “You’ve done nothing wrong. She’s the one who should be sorry.” I gritted my teeth and set my jaw as I thought about the self-serving bitch of a vampire Katherine. He smiled weakly as he looked into my eyes.
“I loved her so much. I was convinced that she loved me too. And to have that torn away so suddenly…” he choked out. I held his face in my hands and kissed his cheek. I then wrapped my arms around him again, and he pressed his face into my hair. We stood there, motionless, in front of a crackling fire for a long, long time.
I heard a cough from the doorway and both I and Damon spun around. Stefan stood awkwardly in front of us, with a sympathetic smile on his face.
“Hey man. Look, I’m so sorry about that thing earlier…You know, the fight…” he said, looking at the floor. Damon walked toward him.
“It’s ok. But we’ve got bigger problems than ourselves at the moment. Katherine is back. She needs to be…disposed of…” Damon said the last to words with malice and it sent a shiver down my spine.
“But how? She’s older than us, therefore stronger. We can’t take her on alone, Damon.” Stefan reasoned. “But I do agree that she needs to leave. For one thing we can’t have people mistaking her for Elena, and we can’t let anyone see them together. It’s not like Elena can suddenly have a long-lost twin…” Stefan looked at loss and he sat by the fire. “So why IS she back? Because it’s definitely not for me,” Damon said angrily, snatching up a bottle of whisky and pouring out a huge glassful. Then he poured out two smaller ones and handed them to Stefan and I. I held the glass gently in my hands, but I could see Damon was only a fraction away from the glass smashing into millions of fragment by the way his hand was gripping his glass. Stefan placed his down and winced.
“I don’t think I’ll be drinking anymore tonight…” Stefan said sheepishly as he pushed the glass along the side-table away from himself.
“Suit yourself,” Damon replied, and poured Stefan’s entire whisky down his throat. He set his teeth as he swallowed the fiery alcohol. I played with my glass in my hands and looked between them.
“So what are we going to do?” I asked.
“YOU are not going to do anything. Leave this to Stefan and I, Elena,” Damon said as he turned to me.
“No! Just because I’m human doesn’t mean that I’m incapable of helping out vampires…” I replied angrily. “There’s a vampire here that looks EXACTLY like me. Don’t you think that will have some complications?” Suddenly Damon’s eyes widened. He froze and stared at me. “What?” I asked nervously, worried of what he was about to say.
“Oh no,” he said quietly.
“Damon” What have you realised?” I urged. He looked at Stefan.
“She can get in!” He shouted in rage and slammed his glass on the table, making me jump. “Katherine can get in to her house!” And he pointed back at me. Stefan was on his feet.
“Oh my god…you’re right.” Stefan said worriedly. He was pacing too now. I looked at them and jumped to my feet.
“What…what?” I cried out.