Elena looked at the Salvatore home and took a deep breath before she clutched the handle and swallowed any fear she held from the possibility of seeing His face. She also didn't want to stay mad at Stefan anymore. He was the one and would never do what his brother did to her. She held her head high but immediately felt her stomach drop at the sight that met her on the living room couch.
"Elena Gilbert, the golden girl of Mystic Falls..." Rebekah sighed looking around the Salvatore living room and looked directing at her. Rebekah seemed to relax on the sofa and eyed her.
"What are you doing here? Where is Damon and Stefan?" Elena look around cautiously. She didn't know what to do alone with the Original sister. She only had these chance encounters with her at school or in class. Rebekah was already popular because she was gorgeous and could compel anyone to her will if she wanted to.
"Looking for someone, Love?" Elena's eyes looked back at her defiant not to answer, "I'm here but Damon is quite tired from a very fun night. And Stefan wasn't into watching or joining." Rebekah smiled deviously at her.
"Just Stefan."
"Damon is upstairs I could tell him his next appointment is here. I think he is a bit out of it though from all the…"
"I don't want to hear about that. I just came to see Stefan." Elena was about to turn and leave the room, but Rebekah had to say something else.
"He is still under my brother's compulsion you know." Rebekah grinned winningly at Elena as she turned back towards her.
"I know Stefan after meeting your family. At least he knows what a monster looks like."
Rebekah tensed her jaw, but continued anyway with taunting Elena. "You do know I use to be with Stefan, in his Ripper days." Rebekah watched a sad look momentarily take over Elena's face at this, "He-"
"Rebekah, I know about you and Damon, what else would you be doing here." Elena eyed the dress that the Original sister had worn the night before, "Stefan is not the Ripper anymore."
Rebekah gives Elena a half smirk and looks her over, "I don't understand what the boys love so much about the elusive and tiny human that is the Petrova doppelganger." Rebekah stands and walks towards Elena takes a piece of her hair.
"Such pretty hair." Rebekah touches her face and trailing her finger down Elena's cheek. "Soft skin and –"
"Don't touch me." Elena smacked her hand away.
"I'm stronger and faster than you Elena and I could even rip that silly trinket off your neck and compel you if I wanted to."
"Rebekah." Elena hesitantly steps away but the Original sister only gets closer.
"Matt, Stefan, Damon, Elijah, Nicklaus and even my dear father had a thing for little doppelgangers." Rebekah leered at Elena smiling at how uneased Elena looked.
"I'm not them." Elena has nearly made it to the door, "I'll scream."
Rebekah 's deceptive beautiful laugh rings thorough the living room, it does nothing to calm her racing heart. "But you do have their olive skin, big doe eyes, long chestnut hair and sweet voice." Rebekah veins begin to course around her eyes, "but I've never tasted one myself before." Rebekah grabs her by her shoulders eyes her neck.
"You can't hurt me; Klaus needs me." Rebekah's veins disappear at the mention of her brother.
"Oh, I know my brother needs you, but doesn't mean I can't play with his toys either." Elena looks confused before soft lips crash down on hers. She doesn't immediately respond but Rebekah's tongue skims her lips looking for entrance in her mouth. She gives it not seeing a way out of the situation. She can't scream for help. The Original brings her up against the wall, palming her breast in one hand. Elena finds her hands in Rebekah's hair moaning as the Original releases her mouth and moves to her neck.
There is a sudden honk from outside and Rebekah releases Elena and smiles at her knowingly. "Hmm I see now. The innocence is there and there is so much to taint. I look forward to our next chat Elena." Rebekah opens the door and walks out. Elena leans against the wall for support not believing that she was just kissed by the Original sister. She touched her lips reminiscing over the feel of those lips.
"I did not just kiss a girl."
"Oh, you did and I was around for this one." Elena turned at that familiar voice to Damon, and inwardly groaned "But, use my room next time."
"I'm sorry I didn't invite your skank back up to your bed."
"She wasn't a skank when you practically tried to maul her face off against my wall." Damon pointed out. She was still against the said wall.
She moved away from it found herself against it again. She gasps as his hands secured her on either side.
"Damon let me go." She slapped his chest trying to push him away. He took her hands and pinned them above her head.
"She is right Elena." Damon was just a whisper away, and she felt him push his body into hers. She could feel her body reacting. She had never been with Damon before and this would be pushing the limits of how far she would go.
"She attacked me." Elena turned her head away from Damon to hide the blush growing on her face.
"And you were just trying to get her off you as fast as you could." Damon accused letting her go. "I can smell her on you and how she made you feel. A walk on the wild side could do you some good. If you want me to put in a good word with Rebekah I mean; I could."
"I can't be here with you right now." Elena went for the door.
"Yeah run-away Elena. It seems to be a common theme when you can't handle the truth."
"The truth is Rebekah attacked me and you are an asshole. I hate you."
"You keep telling yourself that." Elena huffed and began to make her way for the door. She couldn't handle this. She would sort this out herself.
"Tell Rebekah I'm always up for another round and if you want to join all you have to do is ask." He cried out as Elena left back out the door wanting to forget what just happened and think of some way to get him to forget…
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Elena walked up to a big white mansion taking a deep breath, she knocked hard and waited. She had showered and put on one of her favorite dresses. It was a white and red cotton one and then a jean jacket. She curled her hair at the ends. She would show Rebekah just what Damon and Stefan saw in her: the good and brave Elena Gilbert. She may be human but she considered herself good looking and kind hearted.
Elena's pulse picked up as she heard the lock slide out of place. The door opened to one of her least favorite Mikealsons, Kol. He eyed her with a hunger and she immediately regretted coming to a vampire house.
"Well hello darling." He stepped aside and she took a step inside. "Can I get you a drink or can I have a drink rather?" She noticed his eyes were on her neck.
"I'm here to see-"Elena stuttered out. She knew Kol was the most blood thirsty of the family and immediately regretted coming.
"Kol she is off limits." Elena breathed a sigh of relief and began to thank whatever God existed.
"Oh, but Elijah all I wanted was a nice chat." Elena eyes landed on the older Original. He always looked impeccable in a suit.
"Leave us." Elijah commanded as he straightened his suit jacket. He waited for Kol to leave and approached Elena. "Do tell what possessed you to walk to our home this time of day?"
"I wanted to speak to Rebekah." Elena cleared her throat and stared straight at Elijah. He stepped closer to her and began to consider her request, look deep into her eyes. Then let it trail down her face to the top of her breasts where her vervain necklace lay.
"Your heart is beating so fast. Dare tell me what my sister has done to offend you and I will speak to her myself."
"I don't think it's ok to talk to you about it. It's between me and her." Elena stated trying to calm her heart at the thought of what she and Rebekah did that morning, I need her to fix what she's done."
"I see. I could just compel it out of you." Elijah offered as he eyed the dress she wore. He thought she looked beautiful.
"You wouldn't."
"Nothing is beneath me when it comes to my family."
Elena back up but didn't make it far as she backed up into Elijah's solid body. She turned and saw in his hand her necklace. "Elijah please."
Elijah took a hold of her and drew her close. "Show what Rebekah did to you, to make you so blindly walk into our home." He gasped as Elena launched herself on to him and pushed him against the wall before claiming his lips. Her tongue played on his lips before he granted the girl free access into his mouth. She seemed to be clutching at the front of his shirt. He felt himself grow semi- hard at the thought of anyone touching the doppelganger this way. He kissed her back with a long burned out fire and held her body close. He released her lips remembering she had to breathe.
"Is that all?" He eyed Elena warily. He sighed when she nodded. "Did she compel you here?" Elena shook her head and his eyebrows went up at this. Elena seemed to want more of his sister and he was the only thing standing in between their union.
Rebekah slept upstairs after her late-night affair with the eldest Salvatore. He knew of his sister's conquests, but he never interfered; it wasn't his place. "Damon saw us and it didn't happen like he thought. I just need her to clear my name in this. I don't kiss other girls. I love Stefan."
"It's ok to be confused at first Elena, but what Rebekah has done has offended you then I will speak with her."
Elena fidgeted on her heels looking at her feet, "I need to see her Elijah," She looked back into eyes and touched his hand, "please."
"Elena come with me." He offered his arm and escorted the young doppelganger upstairs. He was never one to stand in the way of another's passion especially if he could benefit from it. He led her to Rebekah's door before tucking the necklace into his pocket for safe keeping. He looked at Elena and leaned forward once more and kissed her supple lips before he pulled away and took in her gaze once more, "No matter what, stay here until I come for you. You are safe with Rebekah." Elena just blindly nods her head and walks into Rebekah's room. She eyed the Original sister all clean in her green nightie with hair spread across the pillow and she didn't know the first thing she wanted to say, she really had not thought that far ahead.