Chapter 10: The Ring and The Stake

***AUTHOR'S NOTE***:

RATED M for LANGUAGE and Katherine's INAPPROPRIATE BODY MOVEMENTS. Rated DEEP for Damon's longing side and his interest in that Juliet girl who just sang on stage. It's in Katherine's POV. A lot of Damon pushed to a wall with someone's hand on his neck as a threat moments, and more death threats from Katherine herself. ENJOY!

Katherine's POV

"What are you doing here, Katherine?" He asked me with a serious look in his light blue eyes. He looked utterly repulsed by my presence. Well, that's what you get when you get confronted by an ex who fell in love with your younger brother.

"You know how things are nowadays. It would be me arriving, talking with Stefan, leaving after I threaten someone and, coming back with another big surprise." I pressed against him and brushed one well manicured finger on his right cheek. "I've practically done that thrice now, and I've just accomplished arriving and talking with Stefan. The next thing on my list is threatening someone before disappearing once again."

"Unfortunately, you appeared on my radar. I guess I'd have to settle with you." And he became perplexed. I could see his forehead crumpling in complete incomprehension. I choked a low giggle and stroked his nose with my finger, finally landing on his perfect lips. "Aw, someone had a hard time understanding that statement."

"I spent the whole afternoon with Stefan, if you don't already know. I tried to keep him company. Elena wasn't capable of making him feel intense emotions like what I made him feel just a while ago. He still couldn't accept the fact that he was in love with me." I laughed incorrigibly. I felt his body shift and he looked uneasy under my arms. That's when I remembered:

"Oh, I'm sorry, Damon. How inconsiderate of me? Thinking that you've already moved on from the past¾"

"There's nothing to move on from. There's nothing to be jealous of. Your love was a lie, and everything that went with it, everything that happened in the past, they're nothing to me now. I've disregarded it all. I feel nothing for you anymore. You don't have to pretend that you're in need of me. You just want to get to Stefan." He looked me right in the eyes and slowly overpowered me, leaning closer and closer until his lips were right adjacent to my ear. "You're nothing but a manipulative and nasty little bitch." And he began walking away.

I felt a low and husky growl escape from my throat. My teeth barred and I immediately moved swiftly to get a hold of his neck and forced him back to the wall. My breathing turned to loudly uneven snarls coming out from my throat, as I put pressure on my grip on his neck, he didn't even flinch. "Why is everyone pushing me to a wall with their hands around my neck? What's so appealing about my throat?"

"What a bitter little bastard, you are?" I muttered under clenched teeth. "It's like you don't even know what you are, you incompetent little hypocrite. It's like you don't do the same things to get what you want, as if you're not as much as a bitch as me."

"Well, I learned from the best." He added sarcastically. I tilted my head sideward and I think he caught me off guard. In one brisk move, we changed positions. He was on top with both of his hands on either side of my head, firm and flat on the wall, leaving me no space for escape, which was totally unnecessary for I was much older, and stronger that he will ever be. His lower body pressed to me and my hands were on his chest. There was so much intensity in our eyes that in a moment I just knew what would happen.

"What are you doing here?" He bowed his head down to reach for my lips. I felt his him brush his on mine. "Answer the question." He added, teasing me with his overly compelling strength of sexual intentions. I leaned in to meet his lips, till' he avoided it.

"I've already told you the answer a while ago, and I think it's time for you to answer mine." He looked down and narrowed his eyes toward mine. "What are you doing out here? Aren't you supposed to be inside, either drinking your grief away in the bar, picking up a fight with those werewolf gene infested Lockwoods, menacing Stefan's life, or picking up a girl and bringing her into the shadows?" And he became appalled with my utterly rude choices. And I laughed, "No wait, you already did the fourth thing, only this time, you didn't even compel her into doing it. She isolated herself."

"You're not stalking that Juliet girl are you?" And it seems that I caught him off guard as well, since it was easy enough for me to trap him in between my arms once again. I giggled and took a deep breath, smirking as I listened in. "She's in the bathroom, washing her hands. I could hear her heartbeat from here. I guess I know why she caught your interest as much. Want me to bring her out? I could pretend I'm Elena for you." I smiled and stroked his cheek. He slapped my hand away and placed a hand on my neck.

"You're not gonna go near her, Katherine."

"Aw, why not? I was already planning everything I'm about to do. I think I'm going to enjoy her. I heard that people with beautiful voices have throats as juicy as a rib eyed steak." I pouted my lips and whispered to him as I got a hold of his hand which was clinging to my neck, and stroke his whole arm. But then, I felt his anger. His hand clutched my throat tighter and tighter until I could hardly make up words. He pushed me toward the wall forcibly and I saw every bit of his frustration with me.

"I told you, you will not go near her." How defensive of him, for someone who doesn't even know him, for someone who doesn't know that he exists. Especially for someone who doesn't know what he really is?

"Why do you even care, Damon? You're nothing to her, she's not even aware that she's being followed by an obtuse psychopath whose long term goal was to find me, and help me escape the tomb, when apparently, I wasn't even in there." I added and his face got even more frustrated. I could see the corners of his mouth pull down in a scowl. I know he felt the pang of the words that just stabbed him in the chest repeatedly, and I know that it was some tough criticism coming from an ex, but he had to know the truth.

I felt his grip on my throat lighten which gave me a chance to take a deep breath. My eyes glazed close and opened after few seconds, "Face it Damon, no one really wants you in this town. You're nothing but a fly in everyone's soup, and even I don't think that that girl's really interested in bloodsucking Casanovas." My eyes interlocked with his and everything got a lot more intense. He hardly got the words in his head, and he wasn't even able to mutter them out.

"Look who's speechless? Well, her song did say everything. I'll never talk again, I'll never love again. You left me speechless. Hearing the whole truth I was thinking of after a century and a half of denial must be overwhelming, isn't it Damon?"

"Stop it!" He growled and began clenching his hands into a fist. I can't take it anymore! Our faces were an inch away, I could hear him grit his teeth, and his arms shake violently. "Keep… on… talking… and… I'll… snap… your… neck…" His voice was in a low and husky tone. Looking into his unfathomable light blue eyes filled with fury, I figured he wasn't joking.

"What is she to you Damon?" I asked in between chokes. "And what would you do to stop me from doing the unthinkable?"

"This." And his hand left my throat and held my hand. In a split second, he got a hold of my ring. Then he withdrew his arm back and threw the ring into space. It disappeared in the atmosphere, behind the ebony dark sky. Damon threw my Lapis Lazuli ring away, and that was the only thing that hindered me from walking in the day. I can't believe he just did that.

In complete resentment, I went to a nearby tree and snapped a branch away. I ran back to Damon and drove the severed branch in his lower abdomen. He groaned in complete agony and I kneed him in the stomach. When he fell to the ground, I stepped my stiletto's heel on his hand. "You will regret that you did that, Damon. I will make sure, that that Juliet girl will die a painful, true death… in my hands." And when I was about to disappear to find my ring, I took one final and power-filled kick to Damon. Another loud boom echoed and when I followed where he landed, I saw that he was far back on the other side of the patio.

I growled in certain frustration and disappeared before he got a chance to open his eyes again. I swear that if I find that ring, I'm going to murder him.