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Okay so for those of you who actually read the last chapter, I am sorry fou or taking so long to update. I have been so busy with school and acting that I've hardly had any time to myself. But I promise I will try to make time to update that is pretty much all there is to say so...
Enjoy :)
You never stopped
to ask my how I felt
Yet I bet you're wishing,
oh you had me now
And did you really think it would be like this?
And did you think you'd get away with it?
You act like you know everything that's going on
Going on, But I had it
Oh baby you, you really had it all
I told you when you fell, oh why'd you mess it up
when it was perfect
you had it all, oh you really had it all
I told you when you fell
Oh why'd you mess it up
when it was perfect
you had it all
You act like you know everything
that's going on
And you got life figured out,
but you're alone
And did you really think it would be like this?
And did you think you'd get away with it?
You act like you know everything that's going on
But I had it
Oh baby you, you really had it all
I told you when you fell, oh why'd you mess it up
when it was perfect
you had it all, you really had it all
I told you when you fell,
oh why'd you mess it up
when it was perfect
you had it all
It's so cold without you, but now I can say
I'm holding on, just holding on
to something better
something better
Oh baby you, you really had it all
I told you when you fell, oh why'd you mess it up
when it was perfect
you had it all, you really had it all
I told you when you fell,
oh why'd you mess it up
when it was perfect
you had it all
You had it all
(You Had It All by Malese Jow aka "Anna" from TVD)
Stefan's POV:
What the hell? Katherine didn't have a daughter, she would have told me. There was no reason not to; we had been in love. But this was all before she was captured and burned. This was all before she died and became a "civilian casualty" in a brutal human war.
"No, Katherine never had a daughter. Vampires can't procreate, and she would have told me if she had a child."
This Elena girl had to be lying. Yes, she may look like Katherine, she may have her fire, and her knowledge, but that doesn't prove they are related.
It could just be a coincidence.
"I think I would know my own mother, Salvatore. You had better watch it; Katherine is centuries older than you which means I am older too. And you know what older means, it means-"
Elena seized my throat and pushed me up against the side of the lamppost.
"-more power," Elena finished. Slowly letting him go, she smiled. "But if you don't believe me…let us visit your precious brother. I do remember his gentleness towards me, although I only saw him on occasion."
"You know Damon?" This girl was starting to worry me. She knew too much and the possibility of her being my beloved's daughter was too slim. Therefore, she must be Katherine. And if Katherine wanted Damon, well…I wasn't about to let her find him. "He's not here."
I could see her eyes ice over. See her getting angry. "Lying is a sin, Stefan. A sin you are bad at. A sin with the consequences you want to know not of. I heard him with his so-called Bevanda. Honestly, he has really lowered his standards…she was tasty, nonetheless."
I stared at her in shock recognition. This was definitely Katherine; I would know that tone of voice and facial expression anywhere. But she was supposed to be dead. Vampires don't come out of fires alive, they come out as ashes.
"I have not seen Damon is many years, boy. Even before my mother and I left. I was not allowed around vampires much; my mother claimed they would destroy me. After all, this was never the life she wanted for me. You and your brother made the choice for us….But back to the point, I crave Damon's company and I do have many secrets to tell."
Elena giggled childishly. I just need to make her see that Damon is a bad choice for her; make her think Damon does not care.
"Damon, he has moved on. He was without you for too long and had already given up a few decades after your disappearance."
I watched Katherine's face to see if she believed me.
She did.
Slowly Katherine walked closer and carefully caressed my cheek before kissing it.
She then worked her way down to my neck, leaving soft kisses along the way.
Gradually, her face began to change and her fangs lengthened.
She bit down.
Hard.
Elena's POV:
His blood tasted so sweet, like honey and oranges.
"My dear Stefan. I do recall requesting that you not lie. If you will not bring me to him, then I have no choice to bring you to him."
With that, I grabbed Stefan by the collar and ran at full speed to the boarding house.
Mama would be upset by my lateness, but she would not worry.
I sat Stefan down on the porch outside his front door.
I wonder if Zach still lived in the house.
I was very fond of his comradeship.
Oh well, I might as well try to aim for the element of surprise.
Slowly opening the door, I tested the barrier.
My foot slipped through easily.
Poor Zach; life goes on.
"How was Bambi?" Damon shouted from the TV room.
"I think you should wait to ask your brother questions. Maybe you could start the mocking and spreading of misery when he is less disoriented," I suggested, testing his reaction
Damon was at my side in an instant.
"Katherine?" He sounded slightly unsure and a little flabbergasted.
I shook my head. "Try again….Mr. Sarcasm."
The use of his back-in-the-day nickname shot acknowledgment through his entire body.
"Elena?"
"Bingo, genius. And here I thought you knew me better than anyone," I smirked.
"Oh yes, because I always expect past vampires that I have not seen for several centuries to come walking in through my doorway, dragging my bloody mess of a brother along with them," he retorted.
"Don't you, Damon? Has none of my past teachings taught you to be on guard and ready for the unexpected?" I strolled over to Damon, pressing him against the wall. "I am truly hurt, Damon. I considered you a honest man, if not a friend."
Damon brought up his arms to wrap around her waist.
"It's good to see you again," he whispered. "I've missed you as well."
I smiled into his neck. Damon was the only one for whom I could not control my emotions.
The real reason I was not allowed around vampires was my mother's fear that I would fall deeply for Damon. She was trying to protect me. Mother always knew he would break me; and so he had.
Pacing past Damon, I quietly sat on the couch.
Damon sat on the armrest next to me.
"Well what do you want? You wouldn't have come here unless I could give you something you wanted."
Is this really what he thought of me?
I loved him, for god's sake!
Damon has unleashed a fury unknown to anyone else.
"Screw you! I'm not my mother. You should know that by now. Not once have I ever asked you for anything! I NEVER EVEN ASKED YOU TO KNOW ME! NO, YOU DID ALL THAT FOR KATHERINE. SHE IS THE ONE WHO ALWAYS ASKS AND NEVER RETURNS; DON'T YOU DARE BLAME HER FAULTS ON ME!"
He looked stunned. I had never in my entire existence screamed at anyone.
"So what would you like to say to me? What is your reason for this delightful visit?" Damon was trying to calm me down. He knew sooner rather than later, I was going to crack.
"No Damon, I meant what I said. Screw you. I merely came to reminisce in old joyous memories. To remember a time when we both had a friend, when I could depend on someone other than my mother."
Anger was leaking into depression, and that was fading into nothing.
Just black.
I felt void of any emotions at all.
"I may be a sadistic ass too everyone else, but I would never turn my back on you. You can trust me." This was the person I knew, he had never before been angered with me.
Damon was trying to rekindle the flame we had so long ago and although moments before, I had wanted the same, I could not.
I could not feel anymore.
He and my mother were the only people who knew the underlying secret as to why being compared to my mother would affect me so dearly, and even my mother understood.
"It is not the fifteenth century again. What once was is nevermore. We have both forgotten who our true selves are; you always loved my mother. You were never a genuine alliance to me. I was the cardboard cutout when the original was playing house with your brother. "
Damon looked into my eyes, attempting to see inside my soul.
He opened his mouth to speak, but I was quicker.
I stood up.
"Mama warned me not to befriend a Salvatore. She constantly was telling me it would only lead to suffering, but I took a chance and it blew up in my face. I will leave now."
Abruptly, I turned my heel and walked calmly toward the door.
Damon got there first.
"Did you want something, Damon? Oh maybe this," I suggested ripping off a piece of newspaper from the table by the door and writing an address on it. "This is where my mother lives. Do not worry; I have a vampire to take care of. Besides, I haven't lived with mama in years."
I looked down to collect my thoughts because I knew he was not going to let me leave.
I cleared my face of all emotion except my façade of cold indifference.
"Now, move."
"No."
"Damon, I am older. For Katherine's sake, do not make me hurt you. Now move." I gritted my teeth.
"You wouldn't dream of touching me. You may be older but I've always been quicker."
My mask was beginning to fall. For it to shatter at a time like this would not do me justice. It would cause pain and humiliation. Mama was the only one who knew I loved Damon.
"This is my last warning. Now move."
"My house, my rules. And my rules say I don't want to move."
I raised my hand to his neck and began squeezing.
"I said move!"
I had to ensure myself enough time to get away before someone began to notice my lies.
With the last word, I slammed his head into the door before throwing Damon onto the soft carpet in the entryway.
Damon's POV:
Damn! She really has changed. More like her mother each day.
Okay, so I underestimated her.
She was absolutely stronger than I was by far.
With a throbbing head, I walked to the fridge and snatched a blood bag.
I finished the donor bag in one gulp.
Leaving the trash on the counter, I looked at the paper with Katherine's address.
It was about time someone figured out what the hell was wrong with Elena.
I grabbed my leather jacket and was at Katherine's home in less than a minute.
I tried to walk through but the barrier was in place.
Which meant Katherine had inhabited a human's house, and perhaps kept them inside for times like this.
I knocked.
Katherine answered the door in black skinny jeans, knee high black boots, and an ice blue blouse.
"Ah, Damon. I've been expecting you. I told Elena it was about time she tell you the truth and finally bring you home with her. But…where is my daughter?" Katherine sounded confused.
I felt confused.
"What do you mean home with her? Elena said she hadn't shared a home with you in years."
Katherine's eyes went from curious to worry in 0.2 seconds flat.
"Damon, this is Elena's home. In our entire existence, we have never resided in separate buildings. What did you do to her?"
I carefully looked into her eyes. The love she had for her daughter triumphed all.
"She gave me a second of annoyance, so I compared her to you." I stated plainly.
Katherine growled in annoyance and anger.
"You idiot. Do you have any idea how good she has gotten at becoming untraceable!? She had to. It is her business. She is creating alliances to break open the tomb. She wanted a backup if you were ever to fail her. I suspect that is what she is doing now, although with her powers beginning to rival mine, I doubt we will find her unless she wants to be found."
I took in this new information. So, Elena wanted to break open the tomb. Why, her mother was here. Surely, there was no one else worth rescuing under the church.
Another thought made its way into my mind.
She wanted a backup if you were ever to fail her.
Fail her at what?
Katherine spoke again in finality.
"The only thing keeping her here was her respect for me and the idea that one day you might return. The reason for her visit was for her to be truthful. I helped her plan; I thought you would be more understanding and cautious of her heart. I saw the way you acted around her, I thought you would feel the same."
My brain wouldn't make sense of what she was saying.
I understood all the words but there was no way I could connect it with myself.
A man with what appeared to be light brown hair and simple attire stepped behind her.
Sighing in exasperation, Katherine spoke once more before having the man invite Damon in.
"She was going to tell you she loved you, Damon."
Okay readers, I put a lot of effort into getting this chapter out so please review.
Hopefully people will enjoy this, if not I will simply change it to a two-shot and leave it at that.
Once again "Bevanda" means drink in italian.
And if anyone was wondering, I chose the beginning song because it seemed appropriate, plus I
just absolutely adore Malese Jow and her singing abilities. So show some love to "Anna" , she rocks just as much as the rest :)
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Nina Konstanze
