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Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
Standing on my own two feet

I won't let you close enough to hurt me,
No, I won't rescue you to just desert me
I can't give you the heart you think you gave me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables

Adele-Turning Tables

Elena/Bella POV

My heels hit the gritty gravel of the Lockwood's driveway as I stepped out of Damon's blue Camaro. The party was bustling with masked people dancing and drinking, watching performers.

I sucked in a deep breath as I scanned the property, my eyes flitting from side to side under my black mask. My blood red lips twitched slightly in distaste.

I was going to have to go in there and be Katherine. The only person in the world I hated as much as Klaus.

Just thinking her name sent a ripple of disgust through me. I really didn't want to do this. But I had to. It was the only way to keep everyone safe.

No Elena meant that Klaus wouldn't hurt anyone. Hopefully.

I sighed and loudly let out the breath I had been holding since Bonnie had done the spell. I was afraid that if I breathed I would go crazy with blood lust like most new vampires did.

All at once, smells bombarded me from everywhere. The smoky smell of the fires and the sweet scent of the flowers that were arranged all throughout the Lockwood property filled my senses.

And also something utterly delicious.

Blood.

I could see the pulses jumping erratically in the necks of the people who passed by me. Subconsciously, my tongue ran over my upper lip.

Catching myself, I forced myself to look away. I was suddenly relieved that I had the control of a 500 year old vampire like Katherine.

I poked around in my new vampire mind until I came to something. A switch. The only way I could fully act like Katherine was if I flipped it. Making a split second decision, I did exactly that.

Whirling around, I turned to face Bonnie and Damon, only to find that they were looking at me expectantly. A smirk appeared on my face as they stared at me.

"Well," I said, twirling a dark ringlet around my finger. "Are you coming or not?" Understanding flitted across their faces before it turned into shock.

Giggling, I slid up to Damon, running a finger down this chest before turning away, my heels clicking against the concrete steps.

Edward POV

Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rose, and I were sitting on the couches in the Mayors home. We had been here for an hour and there as still no sign of Bella.

"Ugh, when is she going to get here? I want to see Bella!" Whined Emmett for the tenth time in the last five minutes. In fact, all of my siblings where relatively thinking the same thing.

"Emmett!" Exclaimed Alice exasperated. "I'm sure she'll be here any min-"

Her rant was cut off as the door next to us opened up. A tall, slender girl slipped inside, and I gasped as I realized who it was. Bella.

She was wearing black stilettos and a tight short black dress that showed off curves I didn't even know that she had.

Her hair was curled into perfect dark ringlets that framed her olive skinned face. A seductive smile was spread across her face, her blood red lips turned up slightly. Her eyes, partially hidden behind her (once again) black mask, landed on the bar.

We watched open mouthed and wide eyed as she strutted gracefully over to the bar, not tripping once in her ridiculously high heels. She then proceeded to gulp down two glasses of what looked like bourbon.

"She can walk in heels but she can't walk barefooted over a flat surface. Wow." Rosalie said shaking her head as she looked Bella up and down.

"That's Bella?" Emmett questioned, staring at Bella with a gaping mouth. "And she drinks now?" He continued. A huge grin then spread across his face. "I like this Bella!"

Rosalie slapped him on the arm. "Emmett!"

"What!"

"Stop it." She demanded, glaring at her husband. Emmett huffed once before he became silent.

"She actually has fashion sense, too!" Alice's eyes were running over Bella's form, appraising her outfit.

"I'm going to go talk to her." My mouth was speaking the words but my mind was far away, focusing on this different Bella. Just as I was about to approach her two other people approached her.

I frowned, slumping back in my seat, watching and waiting to see when she'd be free.

Elena/Bella POV

I scanned the party room every few seconds as I sat at the bar, downing what was now my fourth drink of the night.

I could hear Crazy Beautiful Life by Ke$ha playing in the background over the constant chattering and I smiled to myself. The song was kind of fitting considering who I was now. Or at least who I was pretending to be.

Placing down my now empty glass, I beckoned the young bartender over with a seductive smile plastered to my face.

"Yes?" He asked eagerly, making the mistake of looking straight into my eyes. I subtlety sniffed the air, n checking to see if he was on vervain. He wasn't.

"Get me another one these," I compelled, holding out my glass. "Oh, and it's on the house." The boy nodded once before he scurried off to fulfill my wish.

I was just about to go and look for Bonnie or Caroline when I felt someone's presence behind me, I whirled around in my seat, my curls bouncing every which way and I angrily pushed them out of my face.

"Hello…..Katerina." I heard a masculine voice say in a slight English accent.

I looked up, staring the vampire straight in the eyes, my gaze never wavered from his.

"Klaus." I acknowledged. I then switched my gaze so it landed on the blonde female vampire who was next to him. I looked at her expectantly and when she didn't say anything, I turned back to Klaus, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well, Katerina, this is my lovely sister…Rebecca." He drawled, gesturing towards the female. My eyes widened pure shock. I though the only family Klaus still had alive was Elijah. If he wasn't dead by now.

"I surprised she isn't dead," I retorted, voicing my thoughts. "You know, like all the rest of your family is. Now, I wonder how they got killed?" Sarcasm seeped into my voice.

Klaus didn't say anything, just scoffed. I couldn't help but let my gaze land on the blonde again. This 'Rebecca' reeked of Stefan.

"So, 'Rebecca'," I drawled, exaggerating her name. "Having fun with my Stefan?" I questioned mock –innocently and oh-so-very-Katherine-like, slipping even farther into the role I was all but forced to play.

"What do you mean 'your Stefan'? If he's anybody's Stefan, then he's mine." Rebecca said, her English accent strong. "I've loved him since the twenties." She said added indignantly.

"Wrong." I replied, a smirk forming on my lips. I got up from the bar stool and over until I was only a few inches in front her.

"I dated Stefan before you came along. In the 1860s. But, you see, things got complicated and he changed into the crazy ripper you met. And then he dated my doppelganger, little miss E-lay-na." I drawled, praying to God that I sounded like my bitchy doppelganger.

"That is until brother dearest here killed her in that creepy sacrifice. Devastating really. You're nothing more than a replacement for a Petrova." Glancing at Klaus, I picked up my glass of bourbon, and I knew there was a smug expression on my face.

I gave them both one last look before I strutted away, Katherine's ever present evil smirk plastered to my face.

...

Minutes later, as I was pushing through the throngs of people, something came to my attention.

Someone was watching me.

I went on, pretending like I hadn't noticed. I picked up a cherry and brought it to my lips, discreetly scanning the room as I did so.

Shifting my weight, I glanced towards the right to where the couches where. I tensed. There were five people who were sitting there staring at me.

Five people who shouldn't be here at all. The Cullen's. Pulling the cherry away from my now smirking lips, I sauntered over to them.

I cocked my hip, placing a hand there before my sarcastic greeting slipped from my mouth.

"Well, look who showed up."

Edward POV

Bella turned and walked away from the people she was talking to. Sipping her alcohol as she walked in our direction, she looked up.

As her eyes met mine she tensed up. Unfreezing, she sauntered over to us, cocking her hip and placing a hand there.

"Well look who showed up." She smirked. "You just couldn't keep away could you?" A dark ringlet fell in her face and she smoothly pushed it back, not breaking her gaze.

"BELLSY!" Emmett exclaimed, jumping up and out of his seat. He advanced on her reaching out to give her a hug. Bella quickly slid to the right and Emmett's arms closed around empty air.

"Oh don't look so crushed. We all knew I wasn't going to let you hug me." She said mockingly. "I mean, you left me in the woods after dumping me. Why would I still like you?"

"But, Bella! We didn't want to leave! Edward told us we had to!" Alice said, her lip trembling.

"Since when did you ever listen to Eddie?" The Cullen's were silent. "That's what I thought."

Elena/Bella POV

Staring at the Cullen's, I suddenly felt a presence behind me. My lips curled upwards as I cocked my head slightly

"Hello, Damon." I said without looking back at him. He obviously had heard my conversation with the Cullen's and wanted an explanation. Now. Damon was glared at the Cullen's, coming in even closer to my side as if to protect me.

"We have to go." He said, his eyes discreetly sliding towards the left. I followed his gaze, my eyes landing on Bonnie, who was looking at me and beckoning towards the double doors that led outside. I bobled my head slightly and turned back to the Cullen's, who were now looking at me curiously.

Nodding curtly, I quickly said goodbye. Linking my arm with Damon, I let him pull me outside and to a secluded part of the gardens where Bonnie and now Caroline and Tyler were waiting for me.

As soon as I got there I knew something was wrong. It was written all over there faces. Caroline was clinging to Tyler who was wearing a sullen expression. Bonnie was gripping ther Grimore to her chest as if it could leap out of her arms at any minute.

"What? What happened? What's wrong?" I asked frantically, snapping out of my Katherine role, my emotions flipping back on. I stood there and searched their faces for some sort of clue of what was going on.

"Damon, you tell her." Caroline finally spoke up from her spot next to Tyler. He and Bonnie both made small noises of agreement. A loud sigh came from Damon, and he turned to face me. His arms came up to softly grip the almost bare tops of my shoulders.

"Damon, wha-?"

"Elena." Successfuly gaining my attention, I stopped midsentence. Damon had probably never sounded so serious in the history of...forever.

"We need to talk."

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