Kaylee's POV
You went to scoop the box out of her hands eager to figure out and attempt to start piecing together some of your past. But as quick as you reached out she pulled away. "Before you take this. You should know that you may find some things in here you don't want to know or don't want to remember. 1864 was a very messy time in all of our lives. I just hope you know what you're in for," she uttered avoiding your eyes at all costs. "I know. I want to know," you confirmed hoping you were doing the right thing. You were growing tired of everyone telling you that you didn't want to remember your past. Who you use to be. She moved back towards you and handed you the box being extra careful that no part of her touched you.
"After you read everything and come to whatever conclusion you're hoping for. We're here to clear anything up if needed. I'm sure all of our journals from that time are around here somewhere," Stefan appeared leaning against the entryway to their library. Damon seemed interested in these words although he now had his back turned towards you but he did slightly turn about to say something but just gulping down his drink instead. It honestly surprised you a little, Damon wasn't usually one to hold his tongue. "Alright thanks I guess," you felt your arms tense around the box as you turned to go. "Kaylee wait," Stefan called making you turned.
"I know you're mad at all of us right now for various reasons," he glanced over at Damon who was just shaking his glass in his hands like a bell. "But we all do truly care about you and we never wanted to keep you hidden from your past. I had convinced them that right now that was what was best for you. But I can see now that it was not my place to make a choice about your life. So for that I am sorry. But don't blame them for something that I did okay?" he halfheartedly smiled and walked over past Charlie patting her once on the back. She just smiled back at him and then looked back at you and she met your eyes for the first time since you stepped in their house. And for a minute you swore time stood still. You swore everytime you saw her she only got more gorgeous. It was kind of annoying actually.
You came to your senses and looked her up and down cocking your hips out and smirked. "I have to go meet Jeremy and start on our extra credit project. But the grill later? I'll text you the details." You watched the light come back to her eyes as she perked up registering what you had just said. "i'll be there," she finally smiled which made your heart happy. Everytime you had seen her she was always down, which was obviously not like her.
"Good. See ya," you called twisting around to open the door but stopped when Damon grabbed it for you. "Let me walk you to your car," he insisted waggling his eyebrows down at you. You just rolled your eyes and walked out to your car knowing he was gonna follow no matter what you said.
"Damon you tried to kill me, we're not really on talking terms," you announced putting the box on top of your families things. You turned back to him and he had of course moved his body and had blocked you in with him and the passenger door.
"To be fair gorgeous I was trying to kill Emily not you," he smiled sweetly and you looked up into those eyes and you saw it again that crazed look like he wanted to tear all your clothes off.
"To be fair that makes no sense since she was possessing me," you folding your arms over your chest pointing out his idiotic logic. "Oh come on are you really gonna be mad at me? I thought I was your favorite," he whined inching closer to you. "You were. But none of you are my favorite right now," you pressed your lips together narrowing your eyes at him.
"You know you love me," he winked smirking again.
"Damon as long as you are obsessed with Katherine you and I will never work. So as far as I'm concerned we really don't have anything to talk about. But if you would like some way to make almost killing me up to me, you could use those fancy little mind games and get me my own car for my birthday," you smirked back. "Now if you don't mind I'm already late," you pushed past him walking over and climbing in the drivers seat. He of course leaning into your car still wearing that stupid smirk on his face.
"Trust me once you read everything in here, you'll come running into my arms. It's only a matter of time," he winked again. You scoffed and turned starting the car. "I told you already you and I are end game. I made a promise and I intend to keep it," he started removing himself from your car. "Say hello to the other little wolf for me," he teased slamming the door close and walking back towards the house. You were getting ready to back out but turned back seeing he was staring at you, it felt weirdly intimate. Were you really end game? You shook those thoughts out of your mind and finally headed over to Jeremy's.
You pulled up to the curb outside the house seeing no cars in the drive you assumed Jeremy was the only one home. You shrugged and got out grabbing the two boxes and headed inside. "Jer! I know I'm late but I'm here!" you yelled setting the boxes on the table. You froze realizing one of them had KAYLEE LOCKWOOD 1864 plastered outside of it remembering you hadn't told Jeremy anything. And everytime he did almost find out Elena's solution was always compelling him to forget.
"You're here finally," he chuckled walking into the kitchen. "What are those?" he pointed to the boxes.
"My history project, there's actually a lot more than I expected so I have a feeling were gonna be here for awhile," you started looking through them seeing the many many journals and documents in each of them.
"Well we got all day lets dig in. I'll go grab my stuff," you nodded sliding into one of the seats and pulling out some of the stuff from the box from the Salvatore's. It was weird to think you were about to dig into someones thoughts that was you but wasn't technically you? You pulled out the stack of random papers and started reading.
Dear Kaylee, 06/21/1863
I long for you to be here. To be in my arms just once more. Things are quite dull around here if I'm being honest. My brothers are still under Katherine's spell but are we surprised? Of course not. I miss you more than anything my love. I know our love is wrong and that we both could be killed for it but I don't care. I just wan't to shout it from the rooftops and run away with you. I wish I knew why your family sent you away all I could get out of your mother was this address.
Come home soon. Hope England is treating you well.
Love,
Charlotte Salvatore
Wait what? You and Charlie were together? Is that why she kissed you? And the dream with Katherine in the garden at the founders party. You shook your head turning the letter over making a new pile and started on the next one not even looking up when Jer set up across from you.
Kaylee, 07/02/1863
Charlie finally folded and gave me this address. I surely hope you are getting our letters even though I know you can't reply. Katherine and my brother have grown extremely close, close enough it scares me. But not as scared as I thought I would be. I don't know what's happening to me. I keep having these holes in my memory and loosing all this time. I don't know what's happening. I wish you were here.
Hope England is treating you well,
Stefan Salvatore
It was such a weird feeling holding these letters. Letters they wrote to you when they were still human before any of you knew about the secrets that this town has. There last months as humans and they didn't even know. You placed the letter down on the other stack you started.
Hi gorgeous, 07/05/1863
I know when you told me your parents were making you go to England to stay with family friends, i insisted that i wouldn't write cause that's just not who I am. But look at me a month without you and I've already folded. I had gotten so use to our walks every morning that now most days feel rather empty without you. I am some how mesmerized with this girl Katherine. But all I see in her is you. She is honestly just a means to get my mind off you. My heart broke the night you left and it lays next to you all the way in England. Stefan also seems weirdly threatened that me and Katherine have been spending time together. But I think father is pleased, but I also think he just wants to get rid of us as he always has. I love you more and more with each day you're gone. I hope England is treating you the way you deserve. I can't wait to see you again.
Till then forever yours,
Damon Salvatore
You jaw dropped, my god you were just like Katherine just not with the same siblings. You collected the letters shoving them back in the box and closed the box aga you couldn't take anymore you weren't that person. You didnt toy with people just for the enjoyment of it. You turned and grabbing some of the journals from your family these ones belonged to Nathan Lockwood you opened up the first one and started reading.
"I live in fear. It consumes me. In the early evening of every full moon when the fun begins to fade, the fear comes, because I know the night brings death. But it also brings the worst pain you ever felt and then just gaps of time and gaps of things you don't even remember." The first page read or at least what you could make of it. It seems cursive was big back then but it was also quite smudged like it had been soaking wet. You flipped through the other pages finding weird symbols and diagrams. Sketches of wolfs and people it was weird. It was like you were watching the journey of one of your ancestors becoming a wolf. Or figuring them out at the very least.
You looked over at Jeremy and he was.. sketching? You froze blinking quite a few times to make sure you weren't dreaming or seeing things. He seemed to be sketching something from one of his ancestors journals. But you knew better than to say anything and turned your focus back to your project.
Having enough of the crazy jumbled clearly drunk thoughts of Nathan Lockwood you pulled out the pile of letters and started back to reading.
K, 09/29/1863
I feel like it's been so long since I've seen your face. My father has arranged for me to marry the eldest Granger boy, Alex when we are 18. He's not bad looking but not who I prefer. But I know I have no choice. I hope you come home soon or send a letter back. I'm starting to lose hope.
Love,
Charlie Salvatore
You folded the old paper back up and put it in the pile the next paper seemed extremely new like it had just been written.
Kaylee,
I'm writing this to kind of explain what happened between us because I know there's a lot you won't understand without the other half of the letters you set back to us in the beginning of 1864 before you came back. I had been in love with you for so long, since we were kids long. And I know for a time you loved me too. But I know you aren't her so I don't want to treat you like you are. That's why I think I kissed you. But you didn't journal when you returned to Mystic falls so I'll fill in some blanks to the best of my abilities.
I knew you always had a special connection with my brothers. We all adored you. Don't quote me on this but I'm pretty sure Stefan liked you too back then. That girl was charming and kind. Which was why I was so taken back to find her alive and well back in Mystic falls all these years later. But the girl I knew was also mean, ruthless and shared a lot of the same qualities as Katherine. But I want you to know you aren't the same. You are not Katherine. I think before we turned our relationships with you were confusing and then after turning it somehow only got more confusing and crazy. I don't blame you for anything that's happened. And none of it is your fault so try not to take it to heart even though I know you will.
In the bottom of this box is the letters you wrote back to us. There is still a lot missing but what we still have is still there as far as I know.
with great love,
Charlie
You dropped the letter leaning over and digging to the bottom of the box finding 3 envelopes with each of their names on them. The biggest one seemed to be Damon's so you grabbed that first. you pulled out the bundle of letters and of course one newer one stood out on top.
K,
I hope these bring the insight to your past life that you were looking for. I've always been yours. End game remember?
-Damon
Your head was spinning with all this information. And somehow all it did was leave you with more questions. None of it seemed to make sense and you didn't have all the pieces to even start piecing it together to even try to make it make sense.
