We stared at each other for a minute, her eyes held confusion and mine, fear.
"Get out." I said.
"What is that?"
"Nothing for you to worry about. Get out now!"
"That's where that wolf bit you, isn't it?"
"No!"
"It is. Oh God, Damon..."
"I'll handle it." I said.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'll handle it. But right now I want some sleep."
"Do you want me to stay?"
"Hell no."
"I know what's going to happen to happen, Damon."
"So do I!" I said. "I had to kill one of my only friends because she got bitten." I caught her off guard with that little fun fact.
"I'm sorry."
"No, you're not. Leave." I waited until she was gone, then slipped my ring off. Maybe if I was asleep it wouldn't hurt so bad.
I laid down and closed my eyes, trying not to think about Rose.
KPOV
I waited until I heard Damon's breath even out, then snuck back into his room.
If he died, Stefan wouldn't be the same. It was Damon that kept him going, the need to make his brother see the light, to save him from himself.
I wondered what he was going to do about the wolf bite. There was no known cure, not by me anyway. Nor by him, apparently if he killed his friend. Damon had never taken death lightly as a human, and now with his humanity back,it had to have been hard on him.
I saw his ring on his desk, and picked it up. He wasn't even going to try. He just wanted it over. Ha, like that was going to happen with Stefan and Elena found out. I slipped the ring back on his finger and sighed.I had to find a way to save him if I ever wanted Stefan for myself again. I traced the familer features of Damon's face and frowned. He was already too pale.
I turned away and looked for his journal. If someone close to him died, he would have documented it. I thumbed through the book, glancing between dates and Damon's sleeping form every few seconds.
"Aha!" I whispered.
'Rose got bitten by Jules...' Dated November 12th. Rose? The old vampire that help change me? Hmm...I'd have to ask him about that later.
'Rose is dead...' Dated November 19th. I had a week.
I put the journal back where I'd found it and looked at him again. He was sleeping peacefully, as if nothing was wrong.
"I'll save you." I whispered. "But only for Stefan." I glided out of his room and down the hall into my own. I pulled out my laptop and started typing.
DPOV
I woke up with the sunlight streaming through my window, but I wasn't burning. My side didn't hurt either.
'Just a messed up dream.' I thought, getting up. I pulled on a shirt, not bothering to look at my side, then walked down to the kitchen.
One of the two Petrova doppelgangers was down stairs. The hair, the eyes, and the clothes were all Elena's.
"Good morning Katherine." I said, brushing past her.
"Don't call me that!"
"Elena, doesn't smell like lemons, dear." I said, pouring a cup of coffee.
"Damn, I knew I forgot something. Oh, well." She shrugged it off and pulled off her long sleeve shirt, leaving the white tank top underneath.
"Why are you up?"
"Why not?" I asked, putting the coffee pot down going to get sugar.
Someone(Most likely Stefan) Had put it on the top self I stretched up and grabbed it, before the sharp pain hit my side. I dropped the container, causing glass and white powder to fly across the floor.
"Damon?" I fell to the floor, gripping my side, but that made it hurt worse.
"Don't touch your side, it'll only make it worse!" Katherine said. I wanted to make a smart ass remark, but I couldn't. I moaned, and let my head fall against her leg.
"It hurts." I finally got out.
"I know. That's why you have to stay put." I pushed myself up and leaned against the counter.
"Where's Stefan?"
"Sleeping. Go lie down. I'll bring you your coffee and some blood."
"I'll get it myself."
"No you won't!" She said sternly "Go lie down. I'll be right there."
I wanted to argue and would have if my side hadn't hurt so damn much. I made my way to my room and collapsed on my bed. I felt cold sweat bead on my forehead, but I felt to hot to get under the blankets.
I heard a glass being set down on the table next to me, the mattress sank next to me, and a cool hand brushed against my face.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm cold...but I'm hot." Katherine pressed her wrist against my forehead and cheek and sighed.
"You're burning up. Here drink this." I tried to sit up when she pressed a glass against my lips but she pushed me back.
"No, save your strength." I swallowed the blood and relaxed a bit.
"I'm not a baby." I said. "I can handle myself."
"Because the way you handled it was so perfect!" She snapped. "You didn't even give us a chance to save you!"
"I don't want...to go through it!" I said, changing my statement mid thought. "I made Rose go through it. The pain, the hallucinations, you know I can't do that."
"...Just get some rest." She said, getting up.
"Katherine!" I called.
"Yes?"
"Stop pretending to care." I said, before my world faded to blackness.
