Timing: Modern Day
I never thought I'd step foot in mystic falls again. I'd been everywhere, from London to Italy to the California sun to Chicago's blistering winds, but I never once thought I would be back here. Yet for some reason I was. It may be the small fact that I forced here by my old friend Elijah, with no clue with what he wanted. I'm just going to find out and bolt. A part of me wanted to visit Damon's grave, a part of me wanted to forget he even had one to begin with. Will I ever be whole again? I sincerely doubt it.
I walked up the once familiar path in the woods, making my way through them. I looked around at all the orange, red and yellow leaves falling down around me. I heard them crunching under my feet as I finally stopped at my destination. I heard a sound as I turned around.
"Elijah." I smirked seeing him standing before me.
"Jeans don't really suite you Elena." He taunted.
"Hey, it's the best I can do with this day and age. Even though I do like the fact that I don't have to have someone tie me up with each dress I wear." I said taunting back.
He laughed as he gave me a hearty hug.
"It's great to see you again."
I didn't want to beat around the bush any longer.
"So why am I here?" I looked at him innocently.
"My brother still seems to fancy you…" he began, but I quickly cut him off.
"Oh c'mon, not this again, I haven't been with anyone since-"I stopped mid-sentence, gulping down as I tried to catch my breath.
"Since…Damon, I know." He looked down awkwardly.
I looked down as well, feeling the cool wind as it ran through my hair.
"Look Elijah, if you really brought me here…back to Mystic Falls just for your brother, it was really a waste of my time and yours."
He sighed as he looked up at me. "Elena, there's something else you should know."
"If it's about Klaus, I really don't care." I said snarky.
He laughed, "No its not, it's something far more serious."
"Then let's not beat around the bush. Just lay it all out there."
He sighed, taking a breath, but we suddenly heard voices approaching. Before I could turn around he was gone. I stared at the empty space in front me confused. I saw a blonde girl, a dark haired boy. They were coming straight ahead. I stood there dumbfounded, while they were mere inches in front of me. They stopped in their tracks as their route was interrupted. They could obviously tell I was out of place.
"Do we know you?" her blue eyes gleamed at me as I looked at her. Of course you don't dumbass. I thought in my head.
"I don't believe you do." I finally answered back.
"Mystic Falls is a very small town, everyone knows each other around here and you don't look familiar."
The dark haired boy next to her could barely keep his eyes off me. He was just staring and it was getting rather annoying.
"I'm new here." I stated simply, hoping they'd leave me alone.
"Awww a newbie!" she said with excitement. "I'm Caroline." She lent me her hand.
I looked down at her hand, and after a moment of thought I shook it. "I'm Elena."
"I'm Tyler." He said giving me his hand as well.
I could tell he was a little too excited, and I felt completely out of place.
"We should show you around since your new." He stated, Caroline agreed.
"I think I'll be fine on my own." I said as I began to walk down the path away from them. I felt a hand on my arm as Caroline grabbed me.
"Elena, I promise it'll be fun. We're all meeting at the Mystic Grill tonight. It's a Friday occasion at Mystic Falls High school. It'd be a good opportunity to meet some people here."
"If I go, will you stop asking?" I said simply, but a little bit to blunt. I guess she didn't mind because she replied with excitement.
"I promise. You won't regret it. Meet us at the Grill at 7. We will be expecting you." Caroline and Tyler made their way up the path as I made my way down. Why the hell would I want to go hang out with a bunch of high schoolers?
I closed the door to the apartment I had decided to rent for my stay. I had to find Elijah and hear what he had to tell me before I could leave. I just wanted to find out so I could get out of here as soon as possible. I picked up my phone, dialing Elijah's number only for it to go to voicemail, and I was pissed. "Elijah, it's me Elena. The girl you abandoned in the woods before you slipped out and never returned? I'd appreciate a call back." I clicked as dropped the phone on the desk. I plopped down on my bed debating if I should go to this stupid grill thing. I wanted to have fun, drown out all the misery that this place reminded me of. Most of all I wanted to feed. I decided abruptly to go, I slipped on a black dress with lace as sleeves, and it hugged my curves well. I slipped on a pair of red pumps; I applied my makeup as I straightened my dark strands. I better not regret this. I looked at myself in the mirror one more time before I locked up. I jumped into my black Acura as I made my way to Grill.
I walked in to the grill to find myself surround my people of all ages. I could hear all the chatter, their hearts pumping as they danced along to the band's music. I made my way to Caroline; she turned around shocked to see me.
"Elena! Hi!" she said excitedly. She began to introduce me to her circle of friends. There was Matt, Tyler, Jeremy, and Bonnie. They all began to chatter away, as I kept compelling the bartender to pour me drinks, gulping them down. I made my way through a crowd of people dancing to the music. I began to dance as I casually decided to choose my feed for the night. I saw dark haired man, and he smelled delicious. I couldn't tell if it was his cologne or if it was the he bobbed his head to the music that seemed to drive me crazy. I made my way over to him as I stood behind him, dancing as well. I wanted him. I casually ran my finger down his back, leaning in from behind him, whispering in his ear "wanna dance?' I cooed seductively. He turned around and my heart stopped. I couldn't breathe, and my head was spinning. I looked at him confused. What the hell Elena, are you that drunk. He looked back at me confused, his bright blue eyes looking at me. I probably frightened him.
"Hey are you ok?" he looked at me with concern.
The room began to feel like it was spinning. I gulped and all I could manage to get out was "Damon?" I spoke breathlessly. He looked back at me confused. His arm was around my waist as he pulled us through the crowd of people and outside the grill. He sat me down at a nearby bench as he stood there looking at me concerned.
"I'm sorry for being so forward, you just didn't look well. You look like your about to pass out."
I looked up at him taking in his appearance. He was the spitting image of Damon. My Damon. How could this be? Damon was dead. I saw him, lifelessly in my arms. I saw him die. This was impossible, I must be going crazy, or I'm hallucinating. All I could manage to get out was
"Am I dreaming?" I looked up at him.
He chuckled, "I'm pretty sure this is real life." He stuck his hands in his jean pockets.
I knew he probably thought I was crazy, high, drunk or on some sort of drug. Maybe I was, I don't even know myself. All the memories and thoughts were running through my head. I couldn't focus.
"I'm going to go get you some water that might help." He said.
He disappeared back into the Grill, and the only thing I could think to do was run. I vanished with vampire speed as I ran my whole way home. I closed my door shut behind me as I breathed in shaky breathes. I propped myself up on my dresser as I looked into the mirror. You're going crazy Elena; it was a figment of your imagination. But how was he talking? You touched him, you felt his touch. It was real. No it wasn't. It was Damon, Damon is gone Elena. This is impossible. I ran a shaky hand through my hair, closing my eyes. All I could replay was that moment over and over again. I picked up books as I began to throw them with anger against the wall, ripping them apart as tears began to fall from my eyes. How could I have possibly tricked my mind into seeing Damon? This wasn't right at all. I fell down to the floor as I sobbed into my hands. I need to leave Mystic Falls.
I tossed and turned all night. I was having nightmares again, about Damon. This time, he was telling me he hated me. He hated that I didn't listen to him, that I should've turned him sooner. How could I have done this to him? I was sobbing badly, begging for him to forgive me. Every time I tried to reach for him, he was further and further away. I hate you, he screamed as I woke up in a jolt. I was breathing heavily as I ran my fingers through my hair. I got up as I made my way to the bathroom. I heard my phone blaring as I picked it up.
"Elijah, if isn't the vampire who disappears." I said coldly.
"Elena, I'm sorry I had business to attend to with a witch."
My eyes widened as I paced around the room "There's witches in Mystic Falls?"
"I'm afraid so, Bennett witches."
I sighed as I closed my eyes. We had a history with Bennett witches. One made me my daylight ring, her name was Emily. I never knew her line continued, considering the fact that she was brutally murdered in a witch hunt.
"I'm guessing we should really talk then." I said
"Yes, and I still have something to tell you. Meet me near the woods tonight at 7." He clicked.
I placed my phone down as I stood there motionless. I couldn't comprehend what had happened last night. I came to the conclusion that I was drunk, and hallucinating. Being back in Mystic Falls explained everything. All I knew was that I needed coffee. I slipped on jeans and a navy blue tee along with some converse. I made my way to the grill; I ordered a coffee to go. I opened the door to leave and smacked face to face with someone, spilling my coffee everywhere. I gasped as the hot drink spilled down my shirt and all over my jeans. I rubbed my head as I looked up to see what idioit I smacked in to. I looked up to see a dark haired man rubbing his head as well.
"You should really watch where you're going next time." I stated coldly.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." He said, removing his hand from his hand.
My eyes widen as I came face to face with the same boy from last night. I swear I felt my heart skip a beat as I looked up at him in shock. He looked at me as he smirked.
"Your that girl from last night, you just ran off." He said
I looked at his features. Same ice blue eyes, perfect sculpted face. His pale clear skin, his plump lips and his button nose, his raven dark hair that made his eyes stand out even more. I think the only difference was his hair wasn't curly. I shook my head, placing my hands on my temples as I closed my eyes. You're hallucinating again.
"Hey, are you alright?" his voice interrupting my shock.
I looked into his eyes as he stared back into mine, and I bolted. I began to run and then I heard footsteps behind me.
"Wait!" He called out behind me. "At least let me buy you another coffee!"
I turned around, anger and grief filling me. I stopped as I made my way back in front of him.
"What do you want?" I said coldly as I crossed my arms.
He looked at me awkwardly, "I just wanted to buy you a coffee?" he said questionably. "What's the crime in that?"
I pushed him as he stepped back a little. "Get out of my head!" I screamed at him.
"What are you talking about!" he screamed at me back, "I'm just trying to buy you a damn coffee, how am I in your head?"
"Just stop. Stop messing with me. " I gave him a cruel look as I pushed him again
He looked at me confused, and pissed off. "Hey, you don't have to push me. I'll get out of your damn way. All I wanted was to pay you back for your coffee." He dug into his pocket, handing me a five dollar bill. "Take it." He stated.
I looked down at the bill, and it hit me that I wasn't hallucinating. This was real, completely real. Five dollar bills did not look this way in 1864, and come to think of it neither do people. I looked him up and down; he was wearing jeans, converse and black tee with a V slit. My lips began to quiver.
"Who are you?" I asked him quietly.
"Oh, so now you want my name after you shoved me two times and accused me of screwing with your head?" he asked as he rose his eyebrow, waiting for an answer.
I shook my head, trying to fight back tears. "Can you please just tell me?" I plead.
He scratched his head as he sighed. "My name's Damon."
I looked up at him shocked "Excuse me, what?" I said, looking up at him.
"I'm Damon…what's so wrong with that?"
"That isn't possible."
"Umm I'm pretty sure it is, it's been in my family for centuries."
I gulped as I dared to ask my next question. "What family?"
"This is getting really weird." He said bluntly.
I sighed, "Can you please just tell me?"
"Well if you want to know that bad, Salvatore." He said.
I felt sick to my stomach, how could this be? I can't even begin to wrap my mind around this. I gulped, nodding my head. "Thanks." I stated before I began to walk off. He stood there dumbfounded and completely confused.
I was lying on my bed, replaying everything in my head, trying to make sense of it but I couldn't. Before I realized it, it was 7. I made my way to me and Elijah's spot, he was there before me.
"Elena, there's no easy way to tell you this." He said as I stood in front of him. I didn't really care what he was going to tell me, all I could think about was Damon or should I say Damons. I was tuning him out until I heard him say
"…Damon's a doppelganger, I know I should've told you, but I myself didn't understand it."
I looked at him in fury. "You knew about this and you didn't tell me!?" I spat at him "I thought I was going crazy! How is that even possible? Damon died. He is dead. How is there someone who looks exactly like him!?"
"A Bennett witch told him the Salvatore line has had a history of doppelgangers, their blood line has mystical properties, from where we do not know." He stated softly.
I began to cry as I pushed at him "You should've told me! I was unprepared! I still am, all I've done for the last 145 years is live with a ghost of him! Living with dead memories and dead emotions." I cried into my hands, as I felt him embrace me. "I can't deal with this; this is too much for me. There's only so much pain I can take. Seeing him will only be a walking reminder of what used to be. "
Elijah wiped my tears "I'm sorry Elena. I should've told you yesterday." I nodded as I buried my face into his embrace.
The next morning, I was packing my bags, and placing them into the trunk of my car. The sun was blazing hot on my back, and thank god for the invention of sunglasses. I was making my way back to the door of the apartment building when I saw him again. He couldn't see how shocked I was, even though I stood there like a doll. He came up to me as I made my way up onto the sidewalk.
"I don't want to bother you again, but please accept this." He handed me the five dollar bill.
"You can keep it." I said. I felt my nerves unwinding as I stood there. I just wanted to get out of here. I saw him gaze over to my bags in my trunk as he drew his attention back to me.
"Didn't you just get here?" He looked at me, as I looked at him confused. "This town talks a lot" he said. I nodded replying "Yes, but it just isn't for me."
"Well since you won't accept my money, can I at least buy you something to make up for that coffee...it'll do you good for your trip." He said playfully. I was about to deny his offer again, but then he said "You can at least join me for lunch, to make up for the physical abuse of yesterday." I sighed as I closed my trunk. Maybe you can get some answers. I also could really use some coffee. "Fine, but let's do coffee instead." I said. "Perfect." He said with a smile.
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