A Different Love Story

Chapter 4

They Ask

"Klaus. Elijah." I stood, inside my house, just behind the threshold, watching Klaus and Elijah. They had come here, but I refused to let them in willingly. Of course, I knew that they could come in, because they were both invited in. So, to be honest, I had no chance of leaving here alive. Then again, Elijah loves me, and Klaus doesn't want to 'permanently kill me in the sacrifice'. I snickered to myself, because if I was normal and some guy walked up to me and said that they didn't want to kill me permanently, forever, I would think he's off his rocker.

Klaus glanced up at me, catching my eyes, and soon enough he was laughing also. Not too long after that was Elijah chuckling along with us. We all fell to the floor laughing harder than ever before, if ever before. When we finally pulled up enough strength to stand and stop, we all walked into the living room. Where I knew, they were going to say something. And man was I right.

"Elena, I was on my way over here to ask you something, when I ran into Klaus. He, too, said he needed to request something of you. Do you mind if I go first?" Elijah was the first to speak, and I understood then, why he always wears suits. No one would take him seriously if he didn't, because he's really a ginormous teddy-bear. I shook my head in response, and went to get coffee. Once i returned, Elijah started.

"Would you like to move back in with me...again." I choked and coughed up the coffee, spilling the scorching hot fluid all down my torso and lap. Klaus tried to cover up a laugh with a cough, and Elijah looked upset, as if my choking was my answer.

"Elena, I understand." Was all he said, before I cut him off.

"That wasn't my answer 'Lijah, I was simply taken aback by the suddenness of your tone. But then again, I just barely found all this info this week! So, I think maybe in a month, ask me again, and maybe my answer will change. But as for now, no. I can not move in with you. I'm truly very sorry. But I'm also burning so VAMPIRE BLOOD NOW!" Klaus was the one to give it to me, and it tasted amazing! The crimson red fluid rolled down my throat with ease, and my wounds healed instantly, making the pain go away. It hurt, but only for a few seconds more.

"Now, my turn. I, however, won't be going to such...awkward measures. Will you go on a date with me?" Klaus spoke with ease, and I wondered what I should say. It's not right...

"Klaus...I'm sorry. I really am, but just as I said to Elijah. I only met you less than a week ago. Just as I only remembered less than a week ago. So no, but sorry." I said, and got up, moving towards the stairs. I felt eyes burning into the back of my head, but was afraid to turn around. So, I walked up the stairs to my room.

Once I entered my room, I headed to my dresser for new clothes. I picked out a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, with a black top that said ' E' but in red finger nail polish I put ' Y'. After that, I headed to my shared bathroom and locked all three doors. While discarding my soon to be coffee stained outfit. After I was ready, I turned the shower on, on hopped in. The water buffeted my back, and I lathered up my hair with '2&1 SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER'.

Hopping out of the shower, I wondered how badly my dramatic entrance had affected them, but then wondered if they were still here or not. As I dressed, I hoped they understood that my leaving meant for them to leave. When I was finished I brushed my hair and teeth, then put mousse in my hair and blow dried it. I walked out of the bathroom, making sure to unlock all of the doors, and went to my hidden diary spot. Pulling it out I began...

Dear Diary,

I know it's been awhile and I have a lot of details.

Klaus apparently wants both to break the curse and

keep me for himself. But I just got all these old memories

that were, by the way, taken away from Elijah (Klaus' brother),

and myself. I guess that in the past, I was in love with him.

It's his shirt you know, and I promised I would never do anything to it.

I now understand that the reason that I only wore IT to bed, was because

it was his. I'm so conflicted, but I have to die. I'm destined to die. Hello, Slayer?

Outcast? Emo girl? And now I'm the Petrova Doppelganger. And even if I don't die,

at some point in the future I will. It's my destiny, my fate. And I will gladly accept it.

So, that's what's going on, and for some inexplicable, it doesn't bother me. Not one bit...

Signed,

Elena Gilbert

A/N: Hey guys. I know, no update in a while. But I broke my toe falling down the stairs, so I'm in a boot. I won't be able to leave the couch or my bed for at least two weeks except for going to school. Ugh. Anyways. Was wondering if you like longer to update 1000+ word chapters or, faster updated however many words chapters. You can leave your comment, and I won't update until I get at least 5 reviews for this chapter. Review if you want the next chapter. See my profile for recent news.