Dear Diary,
The only sounds I could hear were my ragged breathing and displaced gravel from under my shoes as I walked down the road towards home. It was pretty unnerving since normally this road would be full of friday-crazy people, rushing home after the long week. But it was empty. Not a single soul in sight.
Anyway, I still had the gravel to kick, and breaths to count. Even that was entertaining because it was hard to distinguish each individual exhale from the last. It was so cold. My teeth were chattering like there were was no tomorrow, which better come fast because Saturday is my favourite day. I should be able to feel the cold, but lately my body seemed to be rejecting the change from human to..vampire.
The hairs on my arms were stood up, making the sleeves of my blood stained grey hoody uncomfortable. Damn you, Primark sale! Caroline always warned me not to buy a substantial amount of clothes from Primark.
"They never last." she had said not two hours ago, "You'd better go to New Look, especially with your height." I scoffed. My height? Cheap coming from stretched vampire. I'll have you know that 5 foot 5 is pretty normal for a seventeen year old girl, but you don't say it to said girl's face. It's basic social etiquette, especially now that I would never grow again...
Anyway, back to the walking. God, sorry, my diary writing makes it sounds as though my street is a mile long. Its not even that far- although I was absurdly frozen so it felt like it was. Oh and it was raining, did i forget to mention this little mishap? Just layering up on the crappy day i already had. Being an average girl in senior year is shit. Being a vampire doppelgänger senior year girl was crap -to be honest. On top of the stress of how you look and school work... Triple shits. No, sorry.
Mega-shit as Bonnie would say.
When I finally got home, Jer was making a snack for himself in the pristine kitchen at the rear of the house. Jer is my brother, but really my cousin.. There's so much you don't know!
Jer looked up when I entered the room and sighed.
"Gee, nice to see you too, Jer" I snapped at him. Then I stopped and sniffed the air, "Jer, what's that smell?" My head tilted to the side, my gums hurting. Then I realised it was just the blood on my jumper, so I took it off with my handy vamp speed before Jer noticed.
"Stefan!"Jer shouted. I don't know why because Stefan was still at school...
Surprisingly, My boyfriend walked into the room, followed by his elder brother Damon. The Salvatore brothers were normally so hostile towards each other - so something must have been really wrong. Either that or it was a surprise attack.
Damon caught my eye as he walked past me, his blue eyes glistening as we shared a private joke.
We kissed last month, whilst he, Jer and I were staying in a sleazy Motel.
Now it's awkward because a) we kind of want to rip each other's clothes off, b) Stefan was my boyfriend and Damon's brother and c) Steffy didn't know yet.
"Elena, why didn't you tell me about Barbie Klaus and you?" said Damon, leaning against the kitchen counter. I frowned,
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, how she shoved a bleeding girl at you today." Comprehension must have dawned on my face because Jer said: "So it's true."
"Yeh, so." I shrugged, it wasn't a big deal. Rebekah had just followed me into the girls bathroom during first period, bleeding and compelled girl in tow. I could still clearly remember how Rebekah's hair and mouth were covered in the euphoric life substance of the only human girl in the bathroom at the time. Blood.
"Elena, focus. What the hell happened?" Damon prompted me. My next words were going to make him deliciously conflicted. Hmm. I looked Stefan directly in the eye, so he would know I wasn't joking nor was being compelled.
"I killed her" I said calmly, to the three men in front of me.
They all spoke at the same time:
"Woops" that was Damon
"Why?" that was Jeremy
"No!" that was innocent Stefan.
"Why?! Because I was hungry! Anyway Katherine said-"
"Wait," Stefan interrupted me rudely, "When have you seen Katherine?"
He sounded hurt, knowing I had lied to him somehow.
"Does it matter?"
"Yes! Katherine is a manipulative bitch, honey!"
I took a step back, shocked.
"'Honey', I am afraid to break it to you but Katherine is my ancestor Doppelgänger. We share the exactly the same DNA. I can see her if I want to."
Damon studied me carefully.
"Katherine." he called me, over analysing the situation. As always.
"No." I stated.
"You are not the Elena who left this morning, sis" Jeremy said, speaking for himself for a change. Good boy.
"I am who I should always have been, drinking blood has allowed me that."
"E- stop sounding like Katherine," My little human brother begged of me.
I got my phone out and dialled a number I had memorised.
"Elena, who are you calling?" Damon asked, honestly curious.
"Damon, I love your... Ah, Hello," I said when she picked up her phone.
"Please come and pick me up, they aren't being supportive at all, Kat," I asked into the phone.
The boys around my all made disappointed and hurt tones.
"You got it, Elena" Said the woman on the phone before she ended the call.
I looked at Damon, begging him to understand my need to be around someone who.. well... was exactly like me.
"Be careful, Elena," he said before kissing me lightly on my lips. I didn't have time to see Stefan's reaction to that because Katherine's car horn blared outside, and I ran for it.
Saved by the bell, how ironic.