This is my first story EVER in the Fanfiction world and I hope you like it. This is another story to hold us off till our show comes on again. Sorry if it's boring or if I have any of the characters personality's wrong, and don't hesitate to tell me, please. Oh and Stefan's a bit OOC or a lot technically and Damon may be too, but it depends. REVIEW!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Vampire Diaries in any way what so ever. If only, *Puts hand under chin smiling and stares off into space daydreaming*
Chapter one
As Elena hung up her phone after talking to Stefan she silently walked into the house. She called out, "Jeremy? Jenna?"
No one answered it was eerily quiet; she sighed and abruptly stopped in front of the kitchen. Elena gasped at the sight ahead of her. Blood was everywhere, a trail leading towards the fridge where Elena slowly walked towards. A sob and a slight gag escaped her lips as she took in the sight of her father. He lay limp and pale; the blood was still flowing from his chest on to the floor. His fingers lay on the kitchen counter lifeless, without his ring on his disembodied finger.
Elena quickly stepped away from the scene and slipped backward on the blood on the ground. She scrambled up and out of the front door; hurriedly taking out her phone. On the porch she dialed Stefan's number violently sobbing with shock and hysteria creeping into her system. It rang and rang, but he didn't answer. She tried again to no avail and then quickly dialed Damon's number. It rang twice before he answered.
"Why hello Elena, already back for more I see? Just couldn't resist the hotter and less brooding Salvatore," Damon's usual cocky, arrogant voice filled the phone.
Elena was confused at first, but the sobs still raking her body took over.
"Damon? I-I-I need you t-to come over now. There's b-b-blood, and J-John he-" Elena tried to calm down, but everything was too much for her to take. After all the things that already happened earlier and now she was on the edge of a breakdown.
"Elena, you need to calm down. Turn around." Damon came out of the shadows with a slight breeze following behind. At the sight of the older Salvatore Brother Elena threw her self at him and sobbed into his chest; the relief of his presence was over bearing. Damon wrapped his arms around her and whispered soothing words in her ear trying to calm her down.
"Elena, I need you to calm down okay?" Damon whispered to her as she finally pulled away enough to see her face. "What happened?"
"Well I was on the phone with Stefan when I walked up the porch, because someone stole my dress. I walked into the house and then I called for Jenna or Jeremy, but no one answered. So I walked into the kitchen and saw a trail of blood and John's body on the ground with severed fingers on the kitchen counter." Elena took a breath and wiped her eyes, trying to gain the some of the composure she had left.
Damon was more than confused; hadn't he just seen and talked to Elena? This didn't make sense.
"Wait, but I was talking to you on the porch we-", Damon cut himself off. The realization slammed into him with such force it could've knocked him off his feet.
"Damon what do you mean I haven't seen you since the fire." Elena looked at Damon with confusion evident on her face.
"Katherine." Damon whispered almost inaudible to hear, his anger flared deep inside of him ready to burst and kill the bitch the next time he saw her again.
"What?" It was just enough for Elena to hear, but she couldn't understand why he would bring her up at a time like this.
"She's here I-I didn't think it was her, but that kiss-", Damon instantly covered his mouth, and the mistake of his choice of words hung in the air.
"What kiss Damon?" Elena demanded crossing her arms. Elena's brown eyes bored into his waiting for an answer.
"We can talk about this later, have you tried Stefan?" He changed the subject giving her a look asking to drop it.
She sighed and uncrossed her arms. "I called him twice before I called you. He didn't answer though and I'm not sure why."
"That's weird. Well lets see how merry ole John is doing." Damon smirked briefly before receiving a glare from Elena. "Probably burning in hell as we know it," He added under his breath.
"Really Damon, now isn't the time. I may have hated him, but he was my father." Elena said sternly glancing at Damon.
"Yes, but a father who sucked and threatened to kill you if you sided with us. What a great guy." His harsh, sarcastic tone didn't help Elena, but in truth he was right.
"I'm sorry." Damon said quietly as they walked to the front door.
"It's okay, you're right. We just need to figure out what Katherine wants and where Stefan is."
"We will and Stefan's probably out deciding which of Bambie's friends should die next."
As Damon opened the door the smell of blood ambushed him and he turned toward the kitchen walking up to John's body. He could smell the faint trace of Katherine, but nothing more. John was definitely dead he could only hear two heart beats.
"Wait two?" he thought and used his vampire speed to Jeremy's room, leaving Elena to follow him up.
Jeremy was curled on his bed looking deathly pale. A cold sweat was still plastered to his skin, but there was no life, not even the undead life of a vampire from what Damon could tell he could see a bottle with pills all over the bathroom he picked up the container. Elena finally reached the room and screeched to a halt in front of her brother as she saw the bottle that was hers and gasped.
She looked to Damon and whispered, "Is he-"; she couldn't bring herself to say "dead" it just didn't seem possible that he could be.
Damon could see the tears brimming in her eyes as he stayed quiet, after a few moments he looked her in the eye and nodded. "I'm gonna go and clean up the kitchen and burry John… if that's okay with you?"
She nodded slightly and turned to her brother. Elena burst into tears grabbing Jeremy's cold hand in hers. "Jer why, you can't just leave me you're all I have left. I'm supposed to be the older sibling and I've failed you. I'm sorry for lying to you, for not being there when you needed me. Just don't leave me please. I need you, Mom and Dad are gone and I don't know what I'm going to do. You're not supposed to take the easy way out, you can't be gone." Elena sobbed holding her brother's hand to her not willing to let go.
Damon walked back into the room and slowly walked up to Elena. He turned her around and she, once again, threw herself into his arms and cried into his chest; re soaking it with her tears. He picked her up as she wrapped her legs around him and he held her walking out of the room.
While weeping she forgot about Jenna and everything else; she could deal with things later and just mourn for her brother.
Damon felt Elena's breathing slow and felt her stop crying, she had finally fell asleep. He checked on Jenna and found her asleep. Damon sped to the boarding house without as much as jerking Elena in any way. He opened the door and went up the stairs to his room.
He took off Elena's shoes and her jacket; laying her on the soft silk sheets. He heard a giggle from downstairs and listened in closely. He heard a heartbeat and then Stefan's familiar scent engulfed him.
"Hmm Katherine," Stefan moaned, Damon internally gagged and sped down the stairs.
"I'm not Katherine." the girl said, pulling away from Stefan's mouth. She had long brown hair and brown eyes probably from Asian decent.
"I know, but neither is Elena and we can't always get what we want can we." Stefan's face changed and he bit into the girl's neck, earning a startled scream from her.
Damon acted immediately ripping Stefan off the girl and throwing him to the ground. Stefan got up and tried to ram into Damon, but Damon sidestepped and Stefan crashed into the bookshelf.
Damon walked to the girl and compelled her to forget everything she saw and to walk home; telling her she tripped and sliced her neck on broken glass. After the girl left Damon walked up to Stefan and grabbed him by the hair.
"What the hell!" Stefan shouted yanking back away from Damon's hold.
"Really that's the first thing you say! I knew it; I shouldn't have trusted that you were off human blood. You know what? You pick the worst times to be reckless. Katherine's been invited into your girlfriend's house and killed John. And to top it off Jeremy's dead." Damon glared at Stefan while clenching his fists.
"Katherine?" Stefan asked almost giddily like a puppy getting its first bone.
"Is that all you heard me say! Elena tried to call you and she had to call me. She's been crying and going into hysteric's while you've been snacking on some girl wishing it was Katherine! ", Damon yelled wrapping his hand around Stefan's neck and ramming him into the wall.
"Is that what you think of Elena, as a replacement?"
"Isn't that what you think of her? She may not have the personality, but she's just as good in bed as the real thing." Stefan stated smiling almost smugly
Damon withdrew his hand from around Stefan's neck and turned him around then socked him square in the face so hard he flew across the room and crashed into the wall. Damon sped over to him and before Stefan could hit the ground; Damon grabbed his throat and slammed him into the floor so hard the wood split and rippled through the floor like a wave.
"If you EVER say something like that again I will personally put you in hell myself. I don't think of Elena like that at all. If Katherine were anything she would be the replacement, not Elena. Elena actually cares about people and I don't know why she even gives a flying fuck about you. But you know what? I'm not going to kill you, because it would upset her if I did. Next time I won't care and you'll be dead, brother or not. ", With that said Damon left and walked up the stairs at a normal pace. He reached the top and as he was about to turn into the hall way Elena came out of the shadows with newfound anger and tears.
Damon froze and she stepped past him walking down the stairs with her fists clenched. He turned around again and went down after her.
Elena felt the rage within her burn and spread throughout her body igniting many emotions she didn't even know existed. She could tell that Damon was trailing after her, but she didn't care. She wanted to give Stefan a piece of her mind and a good slap in the face. She was no replacement for anyone, especially Katherine. Elena reached the living room where Stefan was getting up and he looked surprised to see Elena.
Elena went right up to him and slapped him so hard you could practically hear the crack. Damon looked in shock at the action. Even he didn't see it coming and apparently neither did Stefan.
"So that's what you think of me huh, your Katherine replacement? I am no ones replacement or doll! I've had to deal with enough today, my dad's dead, my brother's dead, and your oh-so-sweet Katherine's been invited into my house! I'm not even safe in my own home with that bitch being able to come in." Tears were streaming down her face and Damon was shocked into silence as was Stefan.
Suddenly Stefan's face changed and he grabbed Elena by her neck. "Don't talk about her like that! She's better than you'll ever or will be."
Damon ripped Stefan off of her and grabbed a piece of the broken floorboard and stabbed him in the stomach. Stefan shrieked in pain and fell to the ground with a thud.
Elena stood shocked yet still filled with anger and sadness.
Stefan looked up at Elena and his face changed back to normal; his eyes brimmed with tears.
"I-I-I'm sorry, it's the thirst, and it does things to me and brings back memories. I'm so sorry Elena, Damon's right she would be your replacement." Stefan looked at her with sincerity and regret on his face.
Elena looked to Damon who was watching Stefan and then she looked to Stefan. While looking at him she didn't feel safe anymore, but betrayed and used. Her whole world was falling down and she didn't know what to do. Katherine was on the loose and the people she cared for were dying or turning away from her. All she had left was Damon 'the self serving psycho path with no redeeming qualities 'but he was more then that now. He did have redeeming qualities and at times he may be selfish but he cared. She had Jenna, but she didn't know half the things going on in her life and Elena didn't want her to know. It would just make things more complicated.
She looked away from Stefan and said, "Sorry doesn't cut it and neither do your excuses. I don't care if you're telling the truth or not I don't deserve someone who lies to me and doesn't see me for me. Out of all of this there's been one person who doesn't lie to me and that's Damon. I have too much crap going on for me to care about all the things that you say you do. You say you love me, but I don't think you understand the concept of love. I love you, but something inside me's telling me that I just can't. And I wish I could."
"So you're leaving me for Damon?" Stefan asked angrily while trying to take out the makeshift stake from his stomach.
"No! I didn't even say anything about Damon besides being able to trust him because he actually tells me the truth! But I am leaving you, I will not be the replacement anymore, she's in town go look for her yourself." Elena turned and ran up the stairs to Damon's room with more tears coming down her face.
"This is all of your fault!" Stefan snarled at Damon.
"My fault? You've got to be kidding me you're the one who's using her as a replacement not me. I'm her friend that actually cares about her." Damon gave Stefan an incredulous look.
"You love her! You love my Katherine replacement." Stefan accused with a weird glint in his eye that made him seem crazy.
"'She's not a replacement or your replacement. She doesn't want or love you! And if I did love her it wouldn't be any of your business. Elena's right, you should just go and find Katherine and leave."
Damon ascended the stairs and entered the hallway he was about to open his door when he heard Stefan say, "She'll be mine if I can't have the real thing, even if I have to make her."
Damon shook his head and made an oath to protect Elena at all costs; he heard the front door open and close. Damon opened his door and found Elena with her head to her knees while she rocked back and forth.
"Elena?" Damon took off his shoes and leather jacket, then lifted the covers and got in as Elena looked up and unwrapped herself from her fetal position. She got under the blankets and hid her face in the crook of his neck and entwined their legs together. Damon laced his fingers with hers in between their bodies under the blanket and wrapped his arm around her waist.
"I'm sorry," Elena mumbled in his neck.
"Why? You have no reason to be." He breathed in her hair a smell of vanilla and flowers.
"I just feel like the world's slowly crumbling down on me. Everything's falling apart and I feel like I have no control." She admitted moving her face from his neck to inches away from his face.
"Sometimes for it to get better it has to get worse." Damon replied; his walls he put up were down and his true personality showed and it made Elena smile.
"You're right. I just don't know what to do about tomorrow. I have to tell Jenna about Jeremy and John or at least Jeremy and I don't know how."
"Remember I know everything. I could help you if you wanted; I have to tell you something though." Damon grimaced and took a deep breath.
"I, uh before you came home, I thought that I was talking to you and I didn't realize it was her." Anger flitted through his crystal like eyes. "I was thanking her, thinking it was you, for thinking that I was worth saving and I kissed her cheek, then she didn't back away so I kissed her. I thought it was you, but I should've known that it wasn't then because you wouldn't do something like that to Stefan. But before I saw her I saw Jeremy. I went to tell him that Anna died, I wanted to help her, but I couldn't. I didn't think he was going to do anything, but he asked me if I could turn off the pain. I told him I could, but it wasn't the same and you still feel empty just the vampire instinct kicks in. I found a vile and it smelled of Anna's blood; Elena if I knew he was going to try to change I wouldn't have told him anything. I'm so sorry I feel like this is my fault." Damon finished turned his head away from her.
Elena put a hand to his cheek and turned his head; she looked into his blue eyes and said, "Its okay I understand and it's not your fault it was his decision I just wish Anna didn't die, because he probably would be here." Elena took a deep breath and slowly kissed his cheek and snuggled closer to him.
Damon relaxed a little and held her close if this was what he could get from her then he would take what he got no matter how painful it was to get closer to her but be nothing more than a friend.
Elena felt safe in Damon's embrace, she wished that he could heal all of her wounds even the ones that Stefan made, the ones that couldn't be healed without another's love. She hoped that maybe, even impossibly that Damon could be that another someone, she didn't know if he really did love her for sure, but Elena wasn't ready to try to heal that certain wound just yet. Hopefully Damon would be there to help her through what came of tomorrow.
Elena fell asleep in Damon's arms feeling safe and secure for the little while she got.
I hope you liked it to whoever read amd i'm sorry once again if any or all characters seem too OOC.
And i think i may have made Stefan kind of bi-polar, and he's a bit of a psycho, but it works in a weird way.
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