Damon POV
I woke up this morning feeling very happy, this is the one time in my whole existence I felt happy. I never felt happy with Katherine, she compelled me. I'm glad she died in that tomb! I'll never have to see her face again! I walked down the house, searching for something but I didn't know what? The housw feels empty without Stefan, I know he is still here, but its empty.
I walked down to the cellar to see Stefan. Pft! He looked like shit, but he was awake, thank god.
"Damon"
"Oh hey, Stef, have a nice sleep?"
"Fuck you Damon"
"I know, I guess you don't want this blood, then hey?"
"Give it to me"
"Only if I get Elena down here and you apolgize"
"Fuck you"
"See you Stefan"
"Wait, I'll do it"
"Good I'll ring her, one moment"
I pull out my phone and dial Elena's number, she picks up after 2 rings and agree's to come round so Stef can say he is sorry.
Elena POV
I agreed to let Stefan say he is sorry. I got ready, got in my car and drove to the boarding house, I opened the door and shouted Damon.
"Elena"
"Damon" I said with a smile
"Come on, Stefan wants to say sorry"
"Okay"
We walked down to the cellar, there he was. He looked like he was dying.
"Elena"
"Hi Stefan"
"I'm sorry, I thought you were a threat"
"A threat! I have lived here longer than you! I'm 612 years old!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry Elena"
"Its fine, let him out Damon"
"Okay sweety"
I watched as Damon opened the cellar door and Stefan walked out with his head hung.
"I really am sorry Elena, I thought you were Katherine"
"Leave my sister out of this!" I hissed
"Wait what?" I asked Damon in a state of shock
"Yes my sister, obviously, we look exactly alike, were twins"
"Oh" was all he could manage
"I'm sorry Damon, I thought you knew, I'm sorry baby"
"Its fine" he growled
"Hey don't growl at me, Mr Salvatore!"
"Or what Miss Gilbert"
"Is that a challenge Mr Salvatore?"
He winked at me, and I lunged for him!
"I'm just going to go.." Said Stefan
I carried on wrestling Damon, in the end it was me with my back to the wall while Damon kissed my neck passionately.
