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The Salvatores were going to get it this time; making me leave my own party. Who do they think they are? I marched outside to find them, avoiding the party guests completely.
I threw the door open and found the Salvatores waiting outside for me.
"Well this is a surprise," I said sarcastically.
"We're here to talk," Stefan said in that same old monotone voice he had when he was serious. He really needed to change that up.
"About what? Oh let me guess, Elena," I knew I was being rude but I couldn't help myself, they made it so easy.
"We want her back," Damon stepped in front of Stefan before he could say another word.
"Of course you do. Now why should I just give her to you?"
"We'll do anything," Stefan begged, "just let her go. She isn't a part of our rivalry."
"It isn't much of a rivalry mate, I could kill you in less than a second. But sadly no I cannot just give her back to you."
"You've had your revenge," Stefan pleaded, "just let her go."
"Right now I don't think she wants to go back to you," I watched as Damon's face filled with anger. Oops, I guess I said that wrong thing, my bad.
"Because you compelled her!" Damon shouted at me.
"Yes and doesn't that make you angry?" I asked them. When they didn't respond, I got my answer. "Good because otherwise my revenge wouldn't be working."
"We'll get her back and when we do, we'll find a way to kill you," Damon threatened me.
"Don't get your hopes up."
Damon went to lunge at me, but Stefan stopped him. He knew it was pointless since they couldn't hurt me. Stefan led Damon away and I watched them disappear, but I knew they weren't completely gone.
I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Elijah for him to meet me out here. I didn't want to worry Elena; she should have a good time in there. Wait what am I saying, I shouldn't care if Elena has a good time or not?
Within seconds Elijah was outside and standing right in front of me looking confused.
"What's wrong brother?" he asked me.
"Where's Elena?" I answered his question with my own question.
"She's inside dancing with Kol…"
"Good, she needs to stay there, don't let her out of your sight," I told him.
"What is this all about?"
"The Salvatores were, possibly still are, here," I answered him.
"What did they want?"
"Isn't it obvious? They wanted Elena. They even threatened me, but they have no leverage here," I responded.
"And you aren't worried at all?"
"No," I told him, "just watch out for Elena."
"Of course," he said and then ran back inside. I decided I should look around the house to see if the Salvatores are still here. Knowing their relentless need to save Elena, they're probably hiding in the bushes or something stupid like that.
Fortunately for them, I didn't find anything, I checked everywhere outside the house. They wouldn't be stupid enough to go inside the house, not with my brothers standing guard. Maybe they were finally smart for once and decided to leave things alone.
I starting walking back to the party, happy with the fact that the Salvatores finally left me alone, but my happiness quickly ended when I heard a high pitch scream fill the air. I instantly knew who it belonged to, Elena.
Without thinking, my legs carried me to where the scream came from. My only job at this moment was to save Elena.
I came around the corner to see the Salvatores surrounding a scared Elena. I immediately ran behind Damon and snapped his neck. Then when Stefan ran towards me, I snapped his neck as well. Then I went over to Elena to make sure she was ok. There was something about her I couldn't quite put my finger on, but she was different than anyone I'd ever met. All I knew is I wanted her, and that scared me more than anything.
"Are you ok?" I asked her, checking to see if she had any injuries, but there were none. Well there no physical injuries, I couldn't say the same about emotional.
"I'm fine," she responded even though I could clearly see that she wasn't. I wrapped my arm around her waist and started to lead her back inside. Being this close to her sent feelings through me I never thought I could feel. It's like every time I touched her, electricity shot through me, but that wasn't enough for me. I wanted more.
"I thought you were supposed to be watching her?" I snapped at Kol and Elijah when we finally made it inside.
"We were she just…she said she had to go to the bathroom so we…" Kol started to explain to me but I cut him off.
"She could have been killed out there!" I shouted at him.
"It's fine," she said to me, "they wouldn't hurt me." She touched my chest in an attempt to calm me down and I felt the jolt run through me at the touch of he hand. I couldn't help it, even when I told myself I didn't care about her. I couldn't just bury these feelings.
I turned back to face my brothers, "you're lucky she didn't get hurt or else you would find a dagger in your heart."
I knew Elena had a long night so we retired to my, our, room. She went into the bathroom to change out of her dress, even though I told her I wouldn't mind if she changed in front of me, but she just laughed and walked into the bathroom.
She came out of the bathroom dressed in her pajamas, which consisted of black shorts and a blue tank top. Even in simple clothes she look absolutely…ravishing.
"Thank you for saving me back there," she told me.
"Don't mention it," I grabbed her wrist and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. The second our lips touched, I could feel the energy run through my body. I just wanted to keep her there with me forever, but eventually the kiss had to end.
"I love you," I said. Maybe I was just playing along with this whole charade or maybe there was something more. No there couldn't be, I was the emotionless hybrid. Besides it didn't matter if I loved her or not, her feelings weren't real. They were completely fabricated by my compulsion, but at this moment I didn't care. All I wanted was her complete, unconditional love. It's all I need.
"I love you too," the words sent both warmth and pain through my heart at the same time. Maybe I didn't love her yet, but she made me feel something and that was more than anyone had ever done.
Elena Gilbert, you are going to be the death of me.
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