A/N-Hey everybody! I know I know, havent updated as much as i would have liked, but I was recently hit by a sucky snow storm which made me lose power. Which meant no computer. But no excuse, i told myself i would have this up by "Fool Me Once" which is the episode airing TOMORROW! Then a god damn SIX WEEK HIATUS? i don't know if ill be able to take it how about you? *****SPOILER ALERT***** i saw an interview with Kevin Williamson, and guess what? That tomb gets opened. I had a buttload of theory's, but every time i have some, they always end up being wrong.****END OF SPOILER ALERT**** But "Children of the Damned" was awesome. Completely unpredictable. I thought Damon was going to snap Elena's neck like a twig. But i shed a tear i'll admit. I felt so bad for him in this episode. Poor Damon =(
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my thoughts on his thoughts. Wish I owned Damon...
Ugh. I hade woken up, yet again, to the disgusting sounds of Elena and her precious Stefan drooling all over each other. Not like I had slept much the past few nights, figuring out how to get Jonathan Gilberts journal, but their annoying roughness in the middle of the night didn't help anything. I heard Elena tell Stefan it was a good morning. I don't know what she saw, but from where I was standing, it was not a good morning. At least, not yet. I suddenly got a great idea to ruin their day like they had ruined so many of mine. I appeared at the foot of Stefan's bed.
"Rise and shine sleepy heads!" I said merrily, I had ruined their cutesy mood. Oh damn. They both protested as Stefan covered Elena with covers. Its not like she was naked or anything. "Stop being smutty." I smirked.
"Seriously get outta here!" Stefan said, oh so threateningly, I just rolled my eyes.
"If I see something I haven't seen before ill throw a dollar at it. Now listen," They both looked at each other, obviously annoyed. "I have some very important business to discuss,"
"And it has to be right now?" Elena snapped.
"Well we have lots to do." I insisted. Plus, I just liked to annoy them. Stefan is always most irritable in the morning. "Now that we're all friends and working towards a common goal." I hesitated at the word "friends" using the term very loosely. "So in order to open the tomb, we need to find the journal to get the grimoire to undo the spell. First things first since you are Elena Gilbert your on journal duty."
"Since when am I helping?" she asked.
"Well Stefan's helping and since you've taken up residence in Stefan's bed…ergo-"
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to do." Of course, Stefan jumping in so poor Elena doesn't feel too pressured. Spare me.
"I'll look for it today." Elena hid herself back under the covers. Leaving me upset that I couldn't see her in her little tank top anymore.
"How do we know if this journal will hold the location of the grimoire?" I thought about that for a second. "We're really going to take the word of this vampire; he seemed like sort of a dim-wit."
"I'm in lewd of any other options."
"Ok what exactly is a grimoire anyway?" Elena now is not the time for your incompetent questions.
"It's a witches cook book." I said summing it up in the fastest way I could, ready to continue with the "how" of the situation, but Stefan was still focused on making sure Elena knew the "what".
"Every spell a witch casts, is unique unto itself so every witch would document their work-"
"Yeah," I interrupted oh-so rudely. "cookbook."
"What about our mystery vampire?" I thought about that for a second. Looking back and forth between Stefan and Elena, kind of imagining what has been going on up hear the past few nights. "Dim-wit obviously wasn't working alone so whoever's out there knows who we are."
"And I don't like that disadvantage so," I clapped my hands. "Chop chop!"
I heard both of them sigh behind my back, but hey, Stefan offered to do this my way. "I really like this whole minaja-three some team thing. Its got a little kink to it." I laughed a little bit, but Stefan's face continued to brood while Elena looked uncomfortable. "Don't screw it up." And with that, I left them to making out some more, which reminded me of the good ol' days.
Katherine giggling under the covers after a long nights work. Just us two. I remember tickling her and kissing her everywhere until she always asked me to stop. And the same response from me came every time. "Make me." I would say. Then her beautiful body would roll on top of me and her fangs emerged, just like her other side. But even as a vampire she was beautiful. She would hiss at me, but I would only caress her face some more until the gentle expression came back. Her eyebrows would arch at me, as if excepting my challenge. but before we could continue where we had always left off, Emily Bennett had knocked on the door.
"Yes?" Katherine let her in. At first, it was awkward for me, but I grew to understand the openness of the witches and vampires of Mystic Falls.
"Excuse me Miss Katherine, Miss Pearl is here to see you." Katherine continued to rub my bear chest.
"I'll be down soon please ask her to wait." But Emily continued to stand there. Surveying us. "Thank you Emily." That was Katherine's way of saying Get the hell out of here.
"Fun's over." Katherine pouted, as did I. I tucked her beautiful long dark hair behind her ears as we shared one long last kiss, just like the two in Stefan's room upstairs, only this time, I wouldn't need to share.
I was invited in so, naturally, I make it apparent to meet the family. I mean, it's not like I'm a rude ass hole or anything. Well, at least, not to people who don't deserve it. Well…never mind. Once Elena saw me and Jenna hangin' out, I knew she got suspicious. But she didn't have anything to worry about…however I did. Stefan and me and trust, all didn't work very well in the same category. At one point of the night, Jenna decided to go get more wine. So it was just me and Elena. Setting the table. It was nice and quiet, but I "accidentally" bumped into her which sent her on a rave.
"Don't do that." She said sternly.
"Do what?"
"You know what, that move was deliberate."
"Yeah I was deliberately trying to get to the…sink." I stirred the sauce avoiding her eyes. But I heard her scoff behind me.
"Speaking of Stefan," no one was speaking of Stefan. "Where is he? He's missing family night which," I looked at her and smiled a half smile. "I am enjoying immensely." There was a pause. When the question I had floating around in my head all week suddenly emerged. And Elena and I had bonded; we were friends in a way. I could ask. I would ask. "Is it real?"
"Is what real?" She asked confused.
"His renewed sense of…brotherhood." pause for a taste of the sauce. Which was rather amazing if you ask me. I am a regular day Guy Fieri. I looked at Elena, very seriously. "Can I trust him?"
"Yes you can trust him." She hesitated and turned away from me. I didn't like either. If anyone knew the answer to this question and was willing to actually tell it to me, it would be her. But I could tell she was hiding something. I appeared behind her and faced her straight on as she turned around. I looked at her completely serious.
"Can I trust him?" I asked again.
"I'm wearing vervain Damon. Its not gonna work." I was confused. Did she really think after all this time I would actually compel her?
"I'm not compelling you." She looked surprised. "I just want you to answer me. Honestly." She looked into my eyes.
"Of course you can." Then she turned and walked away. Her tone was sincere, but something inside me was still iffy. But I had to remember. Elena was not Katherine.
"You know," I started. "There was a time that I trusted him more then anyone." Elena started putting together a salad and ate some scrapes of it on the way to the table.
"Trust breads trust." She said. "You gotta give it to get it." I was taken aback.
"Are you lecturing me?" I asked.
"Do you need to be lectured?" she challenged. But she had told the truth before, so I guess it was my turn to tell her a little something.
"I just want her back." I shrugged. "I'm sure you can understand that."
"I can, understand that you would do anything for her, yes." She placed the salad on the table. She got it. If I ever tried to explain any of this to Stefan, he would just believe I wanted revenge on him like he always thought.
"Then you understand what I will do if anyone gets in my way." She didn't move. But I knew she heard me loud and clear. It wasn't a threat. It was a warning to her, so she knew I didn't have limits. Because to get Katherine back…I didn't.
I sat at the bar waiting for this Anna to show up. Depending on who she was, I would have to see if I should kill her or not. And why the hell she wanted the journal. Only a few know about everything, most of them left town or don't care. Maybe she was just freaky and was into all the vampire shit. But then again, maybe not. I listened as Elena's kid brother greeted a young girl coming through the door.
"You just couldn't live without me huh?" That voice. I knew that voice.
"I kinnda missed my daily dose of cute stalker chick." Jeremy knew how to play it cool. I had to give him props. After Vicky, I didn't think he'd go for the rebound so fast. He knew how to get over a girl. "Let's play." I heard Jeremy say. I looked over at them casually. No. It couldn't be.
Who was she? She looked too familiar. But then I remembered.
It was raining in Mystic Falls that day. Katherine, Pearl and I were in their store, escaping the real world and everyone in it.
"The sheriff was here earlier." Pearl had said. "He bought large volumes of the vervain elixir." Back then, vervain meant nothing to me. I hadn't known what it did exactly; all I knew is that it hurt Katherine. So naturally, I wanted it all gone.
"Did he try to put his hands on you again?"
"Doesn't he always?"
"She's saving herself for Jonathan Gilbert." Katherine explained to me. The mental image of Katherine on my arm was so real; I could feel the place where my heart was supposed to be ache a little.
"I'm beyond saving. We know that." Both the ladies laughed. I, however, was not so happy.
"How could you be so calm? They're getting closer to you every day." I said, but they didn't seem to worry in the least.
"We're the respectable young ladies of Mystic Falls and thanks to Emily, we walk the streets in daylight." This had calmed me a little bit. "No one will ever suspect us."
"Not unless a human tells them." Pearl gave me a threatening look. But obviously, she didn't know the way I had felt about Katherine…or thought I felt.
"I'd sooner die." Her expression changed a little bit, but I could tell her guard was still up.
"And soon enough," Katherine turned my face towards hers. "You will." I smiled as I gave her a light kiss on the lips. They were warm and inviting, leaving me begging for more. But instead, the voice of a teen had stopped us.
"Mrs. Fell is approaching." I stepped away from Katherine, looked at the petite girl in the door way and nodded at her. The same petite girl who was playing foosball with Jeremy at this very moment. Anna. Anna-bell. Pearl's daughter.
I knew it. I just knew it. He couldn't fool me. He wasn't going to help me; he never was going to help me. That son of a bitch. That god damn liar.
"Well what do you know," I announced loudly. Elena jumped up and shinned the flash light towards me. "This is an interesting turn of events." Stefan jumped up from the hole he dug to get into our fathers coffin, saving me some of the work.
"I can't let you bring her back, I'm sorry." He wasn't. He never would be. For anything.
"So am I." Stefan looked at me confused. "For thinking for a second that I could trust you." He just laughed humorlessly.
"You aren't capable of trust." I just stared at him. He thought that we were so different. Well take a good look Stefan. We are both standing in the same place. Each one of us betraying the other. "The fact that you're here means you read the journal and planned on doing this yourself."
"Of course I was gonna do it by myself. Because the only one I can count on is me!" A wave of rage washed over me as I experienced a case of déjà vu. "You made sure of that many years ago Stefan." I then turned my attention to Elena.
"But you," she looked at me with her big brown eyes. "You had me fooled." I couldn't tell what she was thinking. But I think she knew what I was. She was the one person I didn't think would turn out like this. I thought she would genuinely care. I was wrong. She looked like she was about to say something…anything. But she closed her mouth before any words came out. I hope she felt bad. I hope she was miserable inside, because it wouldn't even come close to the way I felt. I turned my focus back to Stefan; I wasn't going to waste any more time looking at Elena how I never looked at anyone else.
"So what are you gonna do now? Because if you destroy that, I'll rip her heart out."
"You won't kill her." Stefan insisted. I thought about proving him wrong, but that thought flew out of my head fast as I remembered her begging another to spare my life. But I wasn't going to let my chance of getting Katherine back escape me. I ran to Elena and wrapped my arm around her body.
"I can do something better." I brought my wrist to my lips and sliced a small opening and shoved it to her mouth, forcing her to drink my blood. She struggled, but I needed that book, and was willing to do whatever it took to get it back. "Gimme the book Stefan. Or I'm snapping her neck, and you and I, can have a vampire girlfriend." Just like we had so many years ago.
"Let her go first." I shook my head and took my wrist away from her mouth.
"The book first."
"I'm not going to give this to you, until she is standing next to me."
"The problem is I no longer trust that you'll give it back!" I spat at him, but he didn't take his eyes off Elena.
"You just did the one thing that ensures that I will." Really? He'd rather Katherine come back and have this town destroyed then have Elena turn into a vampire?
I clenched my jaw and motioned for him to set the grimoire down. He set it down on the ground and I looked at Elena. I could do it so easily. If I did it right now, she would be one of us. One little tweak of my figures. I could betray Stefan like he had betrayed me. But I didn't. I took my arm away from her neck, and gently fixed her hair. Then pushed her towards Stefan. The held onto each other as they walked out of the forest and left me. Alone.
Stefan was the same then as he is now. A liar. I had put my trust in him and he had let me down again. Only this time, the place where my father used to stand, stood a petite brown haired girl.
A girl who I never thought would become this. The exact same thing that Stefan was. But soon enough, I wouldn't need her. Soon enough, I would have my revenge on my brother, and this town. I looked at the torch that had the same deathly mocking glow it had one hundred and forty-five years earlier. And I had the same feeling I had when they dragged her limp body away. I remembered it so well. They had placed a chastity belt on her mouth and started dragging her away. I ran into the room to protest but my damn father shoved me against the wall.
"Do you know what they'll do to you, if you are branded a sympathizer?" I wasn't listening; I was trying to get out of his grasp to save the one I loved. "You'll be killed along with them!"
"Then let me be killed!" I had said. I would rather die then to see Katherine waste away, or worse, be staked in the heart. There would be nothing else to live for. Stefan lied to me. He was my brother and my best friend, and he turned his back on me. And for that, the one and only person I ever loved was being dragged to hell.
But not for long.
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