Stefan saunters into the room, and stops in his tracks as he comes face-to-face with Damon. His eyes burn with distaste, while Damon's eyes glitter smugly.
"Damon" Stefan chocked.
"Do you like spending time with Caroline?" Damon demanded, getting straight to the point. He couldn't care less if Stefan was in love with Caroline but Elena would... My god, she would!
Stefan stands hastily and shocked. As always, he is very pointed and reserved around his brother. While Damon is just the type of guy who's deliberately light, casual and has the endless charm.
"She's my friend..." He spat. Making sure he emphases the word "Friend". Damon steps back from Stefan and casually leans against the door frame, "I bet Elena would love to know how her boyfriend prefers to spend time with her best friend, "Caroollineee", he chirped and the bad boy smile emerged, "Hmm. When are you gonna tick?" Damon spat. Circling him. Daunting him.
"Go away, Damon" Stefan rasped, not meeting his eyes.
"This is what happens when people are in denial, Stefan." Damon taunted, "They just cant maintain themselves." he carried on, "because they know it's true"
"I said, GO AWAY!" Stefan spun around.
Damon scoffed, "Or you'll what, hurt me? Please," His eyes scanned his body. "When was the last time you had something deeper and stronger than a squirrel- or a deer? Stefan is disgusted by his talk, by his ribbing, "Stop it, Damon. I know what your doing" Stefan sort-of whimpers and it makes Damon smile. "Yeah. Oh, c'mon... how can you "the Ripper" be satisfied with Elena. Oh, yes. She makes you feel a part of something, a part of her world, huh? Does it make you feel human?
Damon walked over and reached out, gripping his brothers shoulder. "She came by today, took my breath away as usual- Elena." He whispered into his neck. Stefan turned and narrowed his eyes. His anger flaring but he rains it in. However, Damon sees it and scoffs.
He gives Stefan another tap, but he's gone to far. Stefan whirls on him. Crashing hard. His eyes rimmed with blood, his veins protruding from under his translucent skin. Damon's face is now hard and cruel with eyes dark as onyx, but they both go crashing to the ground.
After another beat, Stefan is lying on the floor while Damon stands above him giving his brother a grim smile, it was sceptical look, barely suppressing anything.
On the spur of the moment, Damon's gone and the luminous quality trips...
In a flash- Hands reach out and Stefan's head wrenches back, neck exposed, "So, the pretty Elena. You think she would go for me? An older man to boost her spark. I guess I'll find out... " Damon snaps his neck.
Stefan is sprawled across the floor. Damon is loomed over him, his brooding eyes truly show evil-intentioned , his face shadowed, tall with flesh pale as milk and eyes as red a wrath, black-rimmed. He lets out a hitched growl but his face now conveys both authority and a haunted sadness... He slides to the door on silent feet...
Hey guys, I know this is very short! But I promise to update tomorrow with a longer chapter... And it's going to be more exciting, when Damon goes after Elena! Will he give her memory back or...