I've updated! I know it's been way too long but I had exams and I had to study for them then I went to Insurgence 5 so yeah my life has been a little hectic but I'm back. I'm so sorry for the lack of updates but I'm updating regularly now because I have summer vacation. I hope you like this chapter and I can not apologise enough because it's short but I hope you enjoy it all the same.
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Katherine POV
I walked into the Salvatore Boarding House with a smug smile on my face as I peered around the room looking for Stefan. I walked down the corridor slowly, the click of my heels the only sound to be heard as the smell of alcohol and blood drifted around the old walls and floors that had held many secrets of the Salvatore family. My nostrils flared as the smell of blood sent shivers down my spine causing my gums to harden in my mouth just waiting for the cliché fangs to appear along with the horrific veins on my face. I followed the smell into the parlour where Stefan was sleeping on the couch, a blood bag in one hand and a bottle of Damon's bourbon in the other.
"Well, well, well." I purred as I folded my arms and leaned against the door frame, my head tilting to peer at him closely.
Stefan jolted from his sleep causing the bottle of bourbon to spill down his shirt and for me to raise my eyebrow at him. Taking a breath, Stefan rose from the couch taking off his shirt and walked over to me placing the bottle of bourbon and blood bag on the table as he came to me. He smiled gently at me, his hand reaching out to touch me but I just stared back at him. Don't forget why you came back here, I mentally chanted over and over again in his head.
"You're back." Stefan whispered, his hand caressing my cheek.
Without thinking I turned my head and kissed the palm of his hand as he touched me. He smiled softly looking up at me with his dark eyes that were currently sparkling with love, hope and something else that I couldn't quite place my finger on. He placed a hand on my waist, his fingers curling around my hips and ever so slightly he pushed me forward and pressed my body against his. I closed my eyes, just thinking about Stefan's hands on me and how good it felt to be touched by him since I had left him a few days ago which had felt like months without him. It surprised me how much I had missed him and usually I just blocked out the emotion but being here with him so close just made me realise how much I had missed him.
"Stefan." I breathed against his hand. "I need to tell you something."
"What is it?" He whispered, his hand still on my cheek but his lips placing soft kisses on my neck making it very hard for me to think clearly.
"It's Elena and Damon." I mumbled incoherently as he continued to kiss me along my jaw and back to my collarbone.
Stefan pulled back from me immediately and his eyebrows rose quizzically, his dark eyes burning with curiosity. Every single part of him was motionless other than his eyes which were moving back and for, scanning mine for any signs of lies or a game. His hands moved down my shoulders and then to my hands slowly causing goose bumps to rise on my skin. Stefan shook his head, a small laugh coming from his lips like I had just told him a joke but I nodded slowly for him.
"They're having an affair, Stefan." I said out loud for confirmation.
I closed my eyes bracing myself for the impact of his anger, his betrayal at how Elena could lie to him whilst being with his brother. My mind drifted back to Damon and Elena on the Ferris wheel in the fairground and how they had seemed to free, so happy to be with each other out in public without worrying that someone might recognise them. Once again my shadow self had somehow managed to do better than me when it came to her love life, I had Stefan with whom I belonged but still we couldn't be free, couldn't really be happy because he didn't want to hurt her and she still had both of the Salvatore brothers at her feet. How could she be so much better at controlling her emotions and better at relationships than me? She was only eighteen years old. How did she do it?
"How do you know?" Stefan interrupted my mental ramblings about Elena Gilbert, his brown eyes glistening with confusion as they peered at me hoping for a better explanation to my unexpected news.
"I saw them together." I whispered softly, the smug look that I had when I walked in had now disappeared.
Stefan nodded to himself slowly and he leaned against the wall with his one arm, his eyes fully intent on the ancient carpet beneath his feet. He stayed like that for moments just staring at the carpet, filled with numerous colours and patterns as though they would somehow help understand why Elena would do this to him. My eyes retreated to the floor as well unable to say something, unable to come up with a comment that would either comfort him or one that would cause him to think that I didn't care. But I did care. I cared way too much because now that Elena was with Damon and clearly in love with him, Stefan would definitely know which one of us he cared for more. I would either get everything that I had been asking for the last century and half or once again, sweet Elena would get what I wanted.
"When?" He breathed, his brown eyes glistening with betrayal as they rose from the carpet that should have been providing the comfort that I should have been giving him.
"A few hours ago." I took a hesitant step towards him. "They were in Georgia, kissing at the top of the Ferris Wheel."
A half choke and a half a sigh of disbelief erupted from Stefan's lips making me wonder even more what he was thinking. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose with his two fingers, shaking his head slowly. My eyes left the sight of his tortured expressions for two reasons; one I hated seeing Stefan so upset and distraught, and the other was because I was worried that he was thinking that our affair had been one huge mistake on his behalf. My eyes fell down to my chest where my brown twisted curls fell downwards over my body, each curl igniting different memories, of Stefan and I, to take shape in my head and causing my heart to shatter into tiny pieces. Everything was going to be over now, wasn't it? Everything was going to come to an end.
"I should go." I whispered, my voice betraying my worry over everything.
My feet turned without my eyes looking back at Stefan, without looking back to see his guilty expression because he had hurt me. I slowly lifted my head up and could feel everything inside me breaking, my lungs were finding it harder to breathe and my heart was finding it harder to keep beating. My blood was rushing around my body in hatred towards the doppelganger that had gained my lifestyle, had gained my love in my absence. Everything inside me felt human and I was breaking into tiny pieces, and I knew that unless Stefan said something right now that was it. There would be no more stolen kisses, no more me pretending be Elena whenever we snuck out and someone caught us. There would be no more me and Stefan.
"Wait." The sound came so soft from Stefan's lips that I must have imagined it. It was my mind playing tricks on me so I would turn back and have one last look at the one man that would always manage to bring me back to him, the one who would always have a power on me that no one else would have.
One step at a time. Just keep walking, keep walking. I chanted the words over and over again in my head, my body taking in the instructions and obeying them. Each step was taking me closer and closer to the door but still I could not hear Stefan following behind me. I couldn't hear him chasing after me like I wanted him too, I couldn't hear him even moving towards me at all which only proved my theory that he clearly loved her more. It was always going to be Elena even now when she was shacking up with his older brother; it was always going to be sweet Elena.
I reached the door where there would be no turning back after this. There would be no coming back from this. It would always be Elena. Slowly, I nodded to myself and raised my shaky hand to the door handle getting ready to leave behind the fairy tale that had once been me and Stefan. Pushing the handle down there was a small click and the door fell open.
"You don't get to leave." Stefan spoke from behind me and it was the last thing I heard before his lips came tumbling against mine, our bodies crashing against each other as he pressed me up against the door. His arm wrapped protectively around my small waist whilst his other hand was in my hair, pulling and tugging at the curls to get a better access to my mouth. We kissed for what seemed like ages, neither of us needing to pull away to gasp for our breath. Our pants and moans filling the air as we put everything we were feeling into the kiss.
Stefan pulled away first, his lips bruised and red from our kiss and his head was still against mine, forcing our eyes to look at each other intimately. My lips were the same from his assault to my lips but my mind couldn't fully register what had just happened. For one moment everything inside me was falling apart and I was ready to leave, as I ever could be to leave Stefan, and the next moment he was spun around, his lips crushing mine. We stood there just staring at each other neither us knowing what to say to each other but when a small smile tugged at the corners of Stefan's lips I couldn't help but smile back. Maybe, it wasn't always going to be Elena after all.
"That was not about you, okay? It's…It's a shock! I just never believed Elena would be the one to cheat on me especially with Damon. I mean, I knew there was always a connection between the both of them but I just…I don't know. I'm being hypocritical and everything but Katherine it was a shock. I don't care about Elena and Damon together but I do care about you. I love you, Katherine. I love you and this just means I can be with you. I can spend the rest of eternity with you." He cradled my face between his hands, his eyes shining with love and admiration for me, and I couldn't stop the grin on my face. "I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Forever, okay?"
"Forever." I smiled and pulled his lips back to mine once more.
Elena POV
"Do we really have to go?" I asked, gazing over at Damon who was smiling as he drove, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding mine.
"Yes, as tempting as it is to just drive away with you and never return to the forsaken town that is Mystic Falls, I can't." Damon titled his head towards me his blue eyes piercing mine. "I can't do that to my brother, Elena and you can't do that to Stefan."
"I know." I whispered, giving his hand a soft squeeze. "It's just going to be hard that's all. I don't want to hurt him but I don't want to lead him on either."
The darkness was casting shadows over the car and the streetlights were soon becoming orange and yellow blurs as we continued to drive on by at the average speed which was considered slow for Damon. He didn't want to arrive home any sooner than we needed to be because we both knew as soon as we got home the sense of freedom would vanish and we would become the dirty girl that had an unfair with her boyfriend's brother and he would become the man whore that slept with his brother's girl because no one would even attempt to understand what we felt towards each other. Even Caroline, my best friend, had a hard time understanding and wanted me to be with Stefan because we had an 'epic love' as she had described. Bonnie didn't like Damon or the idea of being with him but at least she was more respectful towards the idea than Caroline. I sighed; Mystic Falls was no longer home but only a place that resembled the mess I made.
"It will be okay, Elena." Damon whispered softly, his thumb drawing reassuring circles on my hand.
"I know but there's so much drama waiting for me when I get back." I sighed again, closing my eyes and leaning back against the chair.
"I hate seeing you like this." Damon whispered again.
I turned around on the seat so I was facing Damon, secretly thankful that he was a vampire so he was able to drive without really looking towards the road in front of us. His blue eyes met mine once again and I couldn't help but smile under his gaze. He smiled too but it wasn't his real smile, it was a smile that showed he was worried about me but was still trying to give me an encouraging smile. I squeezed his hand again trying to show him that I was okay and only a little worried about heading home but he didn't budge. A part of him was probably scared that somehow I was still going to run back to Stefan and another part of him was probably worried how Stefan was going to react and whether or not that would push me away from him. Damon was just scared that something was going to go wrong and that he wouldn't be the first choice this time and it killed me that his father and Katherine had damaged him so badly that he had no belief in himself when it came to him and Stefan.
"I'm going to be fine, Damon. I have you. How could I not be?" I smiled and leaned over to place a soft kiss to his cheek but he turned his head smiling smugly so I caught his lips instead. After a moment or two I pulled away from him still amazed that we had managed to stay on the road. "We're going to be okay. We'll survive this, we always survive."
Damon nodded thoughtfully before raising my hand to his mouth to kiss it softly much like the time where I met him in the Salvatore Boarding House for the first time. He smiled and I could tell that for now I had eased his thoughts and worries but I knew they would come to the surface again. He let our hands fall into their earlier position on his lap and I closed my eyes smiling to myself. Soon all of the lies would be over with and the truth about me and Damon would be open for all to see but it was a good thing because only then would I finally be able to move on with Damon. We would finally be able to be together. Stefan would be free and able to find someone he loved. All of this was a good thing and for the first time I actually believed myself when I said it.
Katherine POV
Stefan and I were currently in his bed, holding each other tight with both our arms and the sheets wrapped around us. His head was buried into the crook of my neck placing soft kisses there every now and then whilst whispering words of love. I smiled softly and held his hand tight overwhelmed by how happy and how in love I was feeling in this moment. Stefan Salvatore wanted to be with me, he still loved me and we were now his bed smiling stupidly because of happy we were, and he was choosing me over Elena. We were finally getting to have our second chance since 1864.
"You're smiling." Stefan stated, craning his head to peer at me.
"Yes I am." I said wearing a goofy smile on myself unable to contain my happiness. "So are you."
"Yes I am." He laughed, repeating my own words and kissing down my neck and across my shoulder. "But I am smiling because I am finally with you and when Elena returns that lie will finally be over. Why are you smiling? Because last time I checked Katherine Pierce doesn't smile unless she has done something very bad and gotten her own way." He teased.
"That's not me anymore." I whispered softly for myself or for him I didn't know but I just wanted to say it out loud as confirmation. I would always be the girl that had manipulated and schemed to get her own way but I was still the human girl that had loved too easily but right now here with Stefan, I felt like the human girl. I felt loved and desired and I didn't need to take my anger out on anyone else. I didn't need to hurt or kill anyone because I was finally with the person that had destroyed all my walls that had put up. I was finally with the man I loved. I was finally able to allow myself to come become me again.
"I know." Stefan whispered. "You're the girl that I fell in love with and I don't want you change."
He didn't want me to change. Stefan didn't want me to change and he loved me. He actually loved me with my flaws and all the baggage that came with me. My heart swelled with pride, happiness, love and admiration for the man I was currently lying in bed with and my lips curled into a big massive school girl grin. Nothing was going to take this away from me now and no one was going to destroy what me and Stefan had, nothing was going to come between us now. Piece by piece, bit by bit, everything seemed to be falling into place. Everything was going to be okay.
"We're going to be okay." I mumbled, kissing Stefan's hand before turning my head to face him.
"We're going to be more than okay." Stefan laughed, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
And I believed him; we were going to be okay now. Yes, we still had to tell Elena and Damon about us and vice versa but then we would be free to do whatever we wanted. We would have the freedom that Damon and Elena had in Georgia. We could go out in public without me having to pretend I was Elena if someone saw us and we could do petty human things like holding hands in the movies, sharing fries at the diner or whatever but most of all we could go wherever we want without having to be held back because now we had each other. We were always going to have each other.
What did you think? I know it's short but I didn't have anything else to write for this chapter. This story is coming to the end now guys as you can probably tell and there's only two or three chapters left. I hope you liked it.
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