Chapter 8

Catch me If you can Part 1

Have you ever had a time in your life when you don't want to actually deal with your siblings? Well let me tell you something, that is me right now. I know what is to come and truth be told I'm not ready for it. I mean yes I need to face my problems, but that doesn't mean I'm going to at the moment. So having that thought burned into my brain I come up with a plan.

You see Damon and I never went back to my hotel. Why, you ask? Simple the rescue bragade is there. So, when we finally got tired enough to actually stop and find a place to sleep was around 4 am, and we found some cheap hotel close by. Okay so maybe we lied about who we were and what. What? it wouldn't be the first time someone thought we were dating. You see I look more like mom; I have her brown wavy hair, short frame, heart shaped face, and her nose. I have fathers brown eyes. Darius and Damon look more like the twins in the family then Darius and I, hell Stefan and me look more like siblings then Damon and I. So we go with the flow.

No, now get your head out of the gutter, no incest. Nasty. Eww, just eww. Anyways, someone offered up there home for the 'loving couple' and we took it knowing that they guys would find a way to track us with our cards. Now this is where my plan came in handy. Psh please you think I would give in that easy and tell you now. No, so think again.

When Damon got a call from the bragade, he said he was just going to go home and wait to see if I came home. Smart because it is something I would do. Funny thing is only Damon came up with the idea, not the two who know me like the back of their own hands. Funny how things work out. I guess it has to do with the fact that Damon was the one who taught me all of his tricks, so understandable.

When we were heading out the door I thought it was a good enough time to tell Damon my plan. So I got his attention.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"I'm not ready to see them." Butter him up, get him suspsous.

"Well then, what do you have planned. I can see the wheels turning in your head, so what is it?" Wow that was quick. Oh well.

"I want to play a game." Simple, but true.

"Oh yeah." He is interested now.

"Yeah." Hook.

"And what would that be?" He trys pushing. I'm not giving in that easy.

"Hide and Seek." Line.

"Hide and seek?" You can tell he is getting frustrated that I'm not saying anymore.

"Yeah. You know I hide, they seek." Realization crosses his features, yeah he has it now. Sinker.

"Hmm, I like it." He pauses, thinking it through. "But how will they know they are playing when you haven't even talked to them?"

Already got that, "Well I do have my cell so it can't be that hard, don't you think?" Innocently as I can.

So with that I call a very pissed off brother. Who knew, note the sarcasim. When I finally got him calmed down enough to tell Darius what I wanted to do, well lets just say I am in a lot of trouble when they catch me. But hey it will be worth it in the end.

Some people may think that we have this weird bond, Darius and I. I mean we never fight, yeah we yell at eachother when the other is doing something wrong but what sibling doesn't? We have always been close, attached at the hip if you will. For example, when we started second grade we got seperated. Two different classes. I cried when mom took me in a different direction than him. Mom tried everything to calm me down from ice cream to a pony, but nothing worked. Darius was standing there the whole time, not even budging when the teacher tried to take him into the class room. He had this pained expression on his face, I knew he didn't want to leave me either but he was stronger then me at the moment. So when the bell rang and I still wouldn't go without my brother, he ran to me and held me telling me that we will see eachother soon and I will make some friends in that room right behind me. He said he loved me and if anyone bother me then he would take care of it, even if he was in a different class.

He was always my protector, second to Damon. Even then I knew he would do anything for me even if he didn't like it, he would do it for me because it would make me happy. So when he reluctantly agreed to this game I knew he was doing it because it would make me feel better. Self sacraficing if you will.

I know it sounds selffish, but all my brother are that way to some degree just being twins it is more intense. I think it has to do with the only girl in the family, apart from the manners that were imbedded into our head at a young age. But really I think it is a natural instinct to them. Especially with Stefan. I may be older than him and may have taken care of him when he was 16 he still would look out for me.

So this whole game scheme is sort of my way of getting us back on track, I guess. Okay so maybe I am bored, and having Damon encouraging me isn't helping but it's what we do. Hey we may be a family but we are a totally dysfunctional one.

Let the games begin.

After giving the others my starting point we started. They still didn't know that I had Damon with me, not that he would actually leave me to go on this crazy and messed up adventure. And truth be told I like that he is with me. I may not be able to forgive him completely or to accept why he left but he is my brother. The same brother who beat up Tommy Johnson after he broke up with me after sex, or was there when mom died holding my while I cried. He is, well I really don't know, but I do know that he was serien when he said he was sorry and it hurt him as much as it hurt me when he said those things. So he is partially forgiven, only time will heal the the wounds.

"So where would you like to head?" Damon asked, breaking me out of thought.

"Oh, um, Italy. Mom used to talk about her childhood home there, do you think we could go find it?" It was never a secret that we were Italian what with an Italian name and all, but father was born and raised there while mom moved there when she was 8 and didn't leave until she and dad got married. The only thing is we never got to see Italy that much. I only remember going there once or twice other than Darius and I being born there that was it. Okay weird story but true, even though mom was too far into her pregnancy to travel that didn't stop her. So 7 months pregnant, with twins no less, her, dad, and Damon went to Italy; only to find a week into there trip her water broke.

She told us it was a blessing by fate that that happened, but I always thought that she knew it was going to happen so she chose to go there. Father never let her travel that far along after that.

"Yeah that sounds good." Thinking along the same line as me.

"So Italy?" I ask.

"Italy." Damon confirms.

I have five words for you Darius. Catch me if you can. Haha