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Chapter 2:
"Katherine." He stared at her seriously from her spot on the couch. "She was there, and she was-"
"Me." Katherine finished with a slight smile. "You've already told me this twice Damon. Doesn't change my opinion." She waggled her little index finger in his face as she stood up from the couch.
"So, you don't care?" His eyebrows came together in confusion. Was she on something?
"Not one bit Damon, not one bit." This is all going exactly according to plan. She added in her head.
"Katherine-"
She put a finger to his lips, immediately making Damon silent.
"Now can we please talk about something else? Or maybe not talk at all.." She smiled evilly.
"Of course." He whispered before taking her face in his hands and roughly pulling her lips to his.
Elena lay in her bed, her face scrunched up in a troubled expression. She had an immense headache and the Advil wasn't helping. Why did he kiss me? She thought for the millionth time. She'd come to the conclusion that it hadn't been some attempt at rape, he had thought she was someone. Katherine. But this only led her to wonder, Who is Katherine? His girlfriend? Elena could understand if someone thought she was someone else, but why would you kiss someone so abruptly like that? Even if they were your girlfriend.
Elena smashed her mouth into the pillow and let out a scream. She kept her face there until she heard her phone beep. She grabbed it off the nightstand and checked the text. It was from Bonnie.
Where'd you go? R u OK?
Elena texted back a quick I'm fine, and explained that she had to go because of a terrible headache. She knew it was a half-lie, but Elena couldn't let Bonnie worry about her anymore. If she had told her that she had been kissed by some stranger, Bonnie would go all witchy and look up spells to figure out who it had been. Elena didn't want that, she could take care of herself. Hopefully.
Finally after thinking for another hour Elena drifted off into a light sleep.
She's her exact doppelganger. Her carbon copy. Her.. twin. Damon thought to himself as he trudged through the woods. He had told Katherine that he was going out for a bite, which was half true. He would definitely be sucking on a couple humans tonight, just not right now.
When he finally reached the house he knocked probably around 10 times before the door opened to a guy about 16. Maybe Katherine didn't care that she had a twin, but it interested him. Thus why he had followed said twin.
"Hey dude. It's late. Whataya need?" The teenager let out a loud yawn. "Hold on, come in. I'll get you some water or something."
"Oh that won't be necessary." Damon's eyes began to contract. "Tell me where the girl is. The dark haired one."
"Upstairs." He answered robotically. Damon patted him on the back before going upstairs
He walked slowly into the room until he reached the bed. Her face was soft as she slept. Katherine never wore this expression. Not even in her sleep. He reached his hand slowly towards her cheek. He touched it softly, amazed at the warmth that came of it. It was different then touching Katherine, her skin was soft ,yes, but it was also cold and so , well, not human. He caressed her cheek a few more times while analyzing her face. Who was this girl?
Damon moved away from the bed and searched the top of her dresser, looking for a name of some sort. He checked the back of her pictures and-
"Voila." He whispered triumphantly. "Elena Gilbert." Gilbert, as in Jonathan Gilbert? He realized the similarity instantly. "Katherine will love to hear this." He smiled down at the sleeping Elena. He contemplated waking her up and scaring her, probably to death, but he decided on just making her dream of him. "Bye, bye my little Elena. I will see you again"
"Elena." Jeremy's penetrated her dream. "Elena! Stop! It's ok!" Jeremy began to shake her by her shoulders until she slowly opened her eyes.
"Oh god. It was just a dream. Just a dream." Elena comforted herself as she took deep breaths.
"You were screaming like a freaking banshee." Jeremy sighed as he sat on her queen sized bed. "Are you ok now?"
"Oh yeah of course Jer. Don't worry about me." She smiled reassuringly. "Just a nightmare."
Jeremy nodded as he slowly stood up from the bed. "Well, you should get back to sleep then. It's Sunday." He touched her shoulder once before walking out of the room.
Elena tossed and turned for nearly an hour before realizing that it was impossible for her to go back to sleep. She moved her head to face her clock. It read 6:18. Elena groaned as she stretched out her legs and arms in preparation for getting out of bed. She lifted her sleep deprived body up and slowly shuffled downstairs to the kitchen.
As she made her coffee she tried her best not to close her eyes. Every time her eyes closed for more than a second the dream replayed in her head. It was exactly in the same spot as last night at the circus, except when he kissed her, she kissed him back. And what made it a nightmare ? He bit her. Hard. Almost like a … Vampire.
She scoffed at the fact that watching twilight had so obviously affected her dreams. "Vampires." Elena chuckled as she stirred the milk and sugar into her coffee. How had she seen that as a nightmare? She was like a 9 year old afraid of monsters under the bed. She vowed not to let a silly supernatural dream bother her, yet every time she closed her eyes….
Katherine swayed her hips to the pop-y music coming out of the radio. She had gotten bored, and was getting more so each time a song ended. Where the hell was he?
Just seconds later the door of the Salvatore boarding house swung open. She had him pinned against the wall before he could even move out of the way. She held his neck against the wall, rendering him immobile. She slowly leaned forward and whispered in his ear.
"I thought you were only going out for a bite?" She bared her fangs menacingly but it did nothing to him. After 145 years with someone it's hard to be surprised by anything they do. He smirked and in a split second he had her in the same position he had been in.
"Sorry Kat. I took two." He kissed up her neck until he heard a satisfying moan. He then dropped his grip and earned a pout from her. He smirked and she got up and strode with him to the mini-bar. He filled to glasses and handed one to her.
"I really like the house." Damon said nonchalantly. "But why'd you decide to come back? After all these years. I thought you were done with Mystic Falls." He downed the rest of the hard liquor in his hand. Katherine and him had traveled all around the world, not one time had she mentioned going back to the start.
"Oh I don't know." She said as she swished the scotch around in her cup. "We had to come back sometime right?" She smiled and grabbed his hand. "Lets dance." She moved toward him seductively but he turned away.
"Katherine." He said cautiously. "I went to see her." Damon stared into his glass as if it were the most interesting thing he'd seen in his undead life.
"See who?" She asked in faux sweetness. She knew exactly who he was talking about.
"The girl. The one that looks exactly like you."
"You did now." Katherine gripped his upper arm tightly and swung him around to face her. "Why ever would you do that?"
Even though Katherine's face was only inches from his, he continued to avoid her eyes.
"I was interested. I went to her house, to do a little digging. I know you don't care but I even found out her name, it's-"
"Elena Gilbert." Katherine finished. "Daughter of Jonathan Gilbert and new vampire, Isobel. Adopted by Miranda and Greyson Gilbert, who died 8 months ago in a car crash. She now lives with her brother Jeremy and her aunt, Jenna Sommers. Her best friends are Bonnie, a judgy witch and Caroline, a prissy blonde." Her expression said, "Need more?"
If Damon wasn't so angry his jaw would have dropped in awe. "You know-"
"Everything I need to about my little doppelganger." Katherine cut him off again. She squeezed his cheek between her thumb and index finger as if he was a little kid. He whipped his face away from her hands and took a quick step back, almost knocking over the table covered in liquor bottles.
"Aww, Damon's mad." Katherine teased. "Well I think I'll go out for a bite myself." Katherine said as if she'd just had a tiring conversation with a 3 year old who wouldn't stop asking "Why?".
"Wait then-"
"You'll find out soon enough. It's all part of my plan." She winked at him and then was gone.
