It had been a few weeks after all of the "wedding planning" had begun and I was still somewhat in denial. I went along with all of the planning and whatnot but I really wasn't paying too much attention. What kind of best man(err...woman) was I turning out to be? Not a very good one, clearly.

It was a cold and rainy afternoon considering it was in the middle of summer and for once everyone had their own plans for the day, so I was off the hook FINALLY with having to hear wedding talk. I had curled up in some comfy clothes on the couch watching a movie. I was still trying to steer clear of any kind of romance or chick flicks so I went ahead and put on Thelma and Louise. Who needs men, anyway!

Halfway through the movie I was beginning to nod off when there was a knock at the front door. Funny...I hadn't been expecting anyone. I checked my phone real quick to see if maybe someone called and I just hadn't heard, but there were no missed calls or texts.

I got up anyway and looked out the window and I saw Elena standing on the porch. I sprang off the couch to answer the door, wondering what she was doing here.

"Hey, Elena! What's up?" I asked as I opened the door.

"Hey...Violet! Good to see you!" she smiled back at me.

"So uhh...is everything ok? Did you need help wedding planning or something?" I asked. What an awkward conversation we were having.

"Wedding planning?" she laughed "No...no. I just wanted to come and see how you were doing!"

"Uhm...fine?" I was confused.

"Just wanted to hang out...if that's okay? Can I come in and talk? It's pouring out here" she asked.

"Uhm, yeah sure. Come on in." I responded opening up the door and letting her in.

She took a few steps into the hallway as I closed the door and then just stood there staring at me.

"You know...you look like your mom." she finally spoke.

"Okay..." was all I could respond. Why the hell was she bringing this up?

"I wonder if you'll have that same look that she had on her face when she was about to die..." a smile formed on her lips.

"Elena what the fuck-" was all I managed to get out before her hand swung out and struck me in the face and all I saw afterwards was blackness.

I woke up later with my head throbbing and my body slightly shivering. It was cold and dark and I had NO CLUE where I was or how long I'd been asleep for. What the hell had happened? Was that a dream that I had with Elena? Is this a dream?

I tried to get up but my vision blurred as I did and I only just managed to catch myself before I fell flat on my face.

"Easy there, little girl. I hit you pretty hard, you might even have a concussion." I looked up to see Elena standing over me.

"Elena what the hell is going on!? Is this a joke? It's not funny!"

"Two things. One, I'm not Elena. And two, no this isn't a joke. Although it is kind of funny, at least from where I'm standing." she smiled from above me.

"Not...Elena? What are you talk-wait. Wait I remember...you're Katherine, aren't you? The doppelganger." my face must have shown how shocked I was.

"Awww they still all talk about me, do they? That's sweet. I knew they didn't hate me as much as they said they did!" she squealed.

"What the hell do you want?" I finally spat out.

"Oh sweetie, you didn't think those bunch of buffoons I sent after you months ago were the ones who wanted you, did you? They work for me. Or well...WORKED for me, before Damon killed them." she paced around me.

"That doesn't answer my question. What do you want?" I was finally able to push myself up to a standing position.

"Your father and his friends were working on a cure. They wanted to try and reverse us back. Humans. Why the hell would we want that? Anyway, they thought it was your blood. By the way, it's not. But your blood is something else, that's for sure. I don't want anyone else trying to do experiments on myself or any of my family...so before someone starts again, I'm going to end it.."

"So what are you gonna do? Kill me?" I replied.

"That's the plan sweetheart.." she smiled.

"Are you serious?"

"One Hundred Percent." she kept pacing.

"I can't be the only one out there. There has to be more people like me. So killing me won't do you any good in the long run. Just one of many." I was stalling. I wasn't even sure if what I was saying was true but I had to figure a way out of here.

"Oh sweetie...I've been killing your family members for generations. You're the last one standing now."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Is this why none of the family was left? I was the only one? They'd let them live long enough to have kids and then just kill them off?

"But that doesn't make sense. Wouldn't there be extended family or something?" my voice was raising.

"Killed. Every last one of them. I didn't think you'd have the guts to go to that stupid party, I didn't plan on you not being there. Or your friends helping you out. But I've got it covered."

This was all way too much for me to take in at once. My feet finally gave out and I fell to the floor, bracing myself with my arms.

"How long have I been here?" I asked her.

"Two days. I've left notes and text messages for your friends pretending to be you. They won't be looking for you, at least not for a few more days. And by that time you'll be dead and I'll be long gone." she smiled.

"Why don't you kill me now?" I asked, my voice hoarse.

"Because, I want you to suffer a bit first. Besides I can't exactly spill your blood myself...not with how good it tastes. I'm bringing in some reinforcements. Now...get some rest!" she smirked as she walked out the only door that led into the room.

And there I was, left alone in a room with no windows and one door. I began searching the room to see if there was another way out, but there was nothing. The only other door in the room led to a small closet that had enough space for a toilet, a sink, and a very tiny stand up shower.

There was no food, anywhere. Was she trying to starve me out? What good would I be to her then? But then I remembered that you can live off of water for at least a few days, and that's all she said we'd be here for, right?

Time passed very slowly in the room. There wasn't much else aside from a cot, a blanket, and a lamp. I eventually fell asleep and woke up sometime later, still not sure how much time had passed. I had NOTHING to do or keep me occupied and the door hadn't opened for what seemed like ages. I tried my best to keep some sort of timeframe for how long I had been there but it was useless. With no doors or windows I couldn't tell.

I paced around the room most of the time and went and grabbed some water from the sink, trying to quench my thirst. But it did nothing to help the hunger pangs I had in the pit of my stomach. Was this how she was going to torture me? Make me starve to death in here? How long did they say it takes to die of starvation? I had water so I knew it would help me last a little while longer but how much longer?

I fell asleep again and was woken up by the door opening. I didn't know how long I'd even been asleep but I was so groggy when I woke up. It had to have been at least three days now since I ate something and it was starting to catch up with me.

I saw Damon standing in the doorway. His face was a mix of surprise and relieved.

"Thank god!" he rushed over towards me "Are you okay? Did she hurt you?" he knelt down and grabbed my hands.

"I haven't eaten in a few days but otherwise, no I'm fine." I mumbled, still groggy and almost wondering if it were a dream. But I reminded myself had this been a dream, Jeremy would have been the one saving me, not Damon.

"We've been looking for almost a week! After a day of not hearing from you and you not answering your door everyone started to worry. I was finally able to have someone rat on Katherine and I found you."

"Dare I ask how you managed to coax it out of the person that she was back?" I questioned.

"I beat the shit out of him. Now we have to leave, quickly." he began to help me up but faster than I could blink a blur shot across the room. It was Katherine entering the room and stabbing Damon with something she had in a syringe.

"Son of a bitch." he croaked out just before he fell to the floor unconscious.

"What the hell did you just do?" I dropped to the floor next to him trying to wake him up.

"Vervain. Didn't they tell you? It's like poison to us vamps. Well most of us, anyway. I've grown to become intolerant to it. Don't worry, it won't kill him. This is actually working out better than I had planned." and as fast as she came in she left.

It was some time later that Damon finally started moving and rolled onto his side, opening his eyes. Still alive but he looked like shit.

"Damon...Damon are you okay?" I knelt beside him

"Aside from feeling like death warmed up, yeah I'm fine. That bitch is going to pay for this." he managed to prop himself up into a sitting position against the wall.

Between me being without food for days and the vervain taking effect on Damon we didn't speak much, both of us fell in and out of consciousness.

At one point the door opened again and Katherine waltzed in, holding onto a tray of food. I couldn't even tell what it was, but it smelled delicious.

"Eat up, you'll need your strength." her voice was so cheerful.

I didn't even notice her walk out the door as I was devouring the food.

This went on for what I assumed was a few more days. Two or three, I couldn't tell. But I was finally starting to feel better, getting my strength back. Granted it wasn't much compared to the two vampires I'd been around for the past few days but at least my mind was in better shape.

"Damon, we have to figure a way out of here. You're really starting to look terrible." I remarked. His whole body had gone completely pale and he was clammy and shaking.

"Well thanks that makes me feel even better." he retorted.

"Damon I'm serious. We have to get out of here. I don't understand what the hell she's doing."

"You really don't get it? Come on...you're smarter than that." he said. "She's finally started feeding you and I'm now the one being starved out. Put two and two together."

I hadn't even thought about that. I forgot that vampires need blood and not just food to survive. I tried making him eat and he'd take a few bites here and there but it didn't seem to help, not the way it had helped me. How could I have not caught on sooner!?

"She wants you to kill me." I sat back on my heels and took in what I had just said out loud.

"Bingo. I don't think she thought I would last this long with you in here as the only food source. That bitch can kiss my ass." he huffed out.

"Ugh you are so stubborn Damon I swear you haven't changed a bit." Katherine quickly opened the door and walked in, followed by a man I hadn't seen before. He didn't say a word as he walked behind her, his eyes stared ahead, slightly glazed over.

"I give you a perfectly good meal here, the best blood that you've probably had in all your undead years or so I've been told, and all you do is sit here and grow weaker and weaker? I'm disappointed. I thought I knew you better." she cupped his hands to her face.

It was such an awkward situation. She looked like Elena, sounded like Elena, but definitely didn't act like her. And she was almost two seconds away from kissing him, all the while me and this other guy just sat and watched the scene play out. Well...i guess I watched, he still stood there staring off into nothing.

"You don't know me, Katherine. Now fuck off." he gave her a shove.

It wasn't enough to get her far, but it sent her stumbling back a bit, a loud gasp escaping from her.

"You know what...now I don't even feel bad at all. You can rot in here. You'll kill her and then you'll come back to me. You always do, Damon." she walked out the door, leaving the random dude still staring off into space.

"Hey!" Damon yelled out to him "Hey! Boy toy! You're mistress just left, I suggest you do the same!"

Once the door shut it was almost like the sound flicked a switch in the man standing there. His gaze turned towards the two of us, and he quickly walked over.

"I'm sorry! She made me!" he quickly spat out but cut himself off. Faster than I could have imagined he pulled out a pretty big knife from his pant leg and grabbed my arm, cutting a pretty big gash in it.

I screamed out as the pain shot through me, trying to take my arm back but his grip was strong and the blade just went deeper. Still holding onto my arm with one hand he brought the other one up to his mouth and drank something quickly.

Damon had finally gotten to his feet and grabbed the guy, pulling him off of me and sinking his teeth into him. As quickly as his fangs entered the man's neck, he retracted them and spit out the blood he had in his mouth.

"Fucking vervain of course that's what you just drank!" Damon yelled at the man, then he spun him around and snapped his neck. The body fell to the ground with Damon quickly following, all of his energy now practically spent.

I was horrified by the site in front of me! The last time something like this happened Damon had killed vampires who were trying to kill me. This time around the guy was human. Still tried killing me, but for some reason it just felt different. He had been what...compelled?

I was trying my hardest to keep my focus but I was losing a lot of blood. He must have nicked a vein or something because it wasn't stopping!

"You might...want to stop...that blood somehow." Damon panted. He backed himself into the furthest corner of the room, his eyes completely black now and his fangs sticking out.

I kept trying to put pressure on the cut but my hand kept slipping. There was so much blood!

Damon threw his shirt over towards me telling me "tie it around your arm" and I tried but it was still no use. And as I looked up he was starting to crawl closer and closer towards me.

"Now …...now Damon come on. Don't lose it now. This is what she wanted! Just...just try and...fight it please." I was starting to panic. I was feeling dizzy and trying to keep myself from falling asleep.

"You smell so good I can't...I don't think I can stop." he kept getting closer until he was practically sitting on top of me.

"Damon please...don't!" I begged, the world starting to turn black around me.

"I have a plan...trust me, okay?" he whispered in my ear. "I won't let you die, but I just need to do this."

My vision was almost completely gone as he said those final words but then another type of pain shot through my arm and I cried out. I quickly looked down to see Damon feeding off of my arm and began to panic as I felt myself finally slipping.

"Oh no you don't." he pulled his face away from my arm and bit down on his own wrist, then shoving it up to my mouth.

I had no idea what was happening and I couldn't fight what he was doing. I was so weak and I could feel all of my energy and life rushing out of me, so I just let it happen. I felt his blood enter my mouth and I involuntarily swallowed, which I wish I wouldn't have. It was far from pleasant tasting but I was still so weak I couldn't even begin to care.

He whispered into my ear "Don't move. Stay there. Keep your eyes shut." but even if I wanted to I didn't think I could. I didn't feel as close to death as I had been just moments before but it wasn't much of a difference.

I'm not sure how long we stayed that way. He didn't say anything and I just layed there, too tired to do anything.

A while later I finally heard the door open but was still too frail to move and I didn't open my eyes.

"Well well well...I see you really haven't changed as much as I thought Damon. I knew if I left you in here long enough that you'd end up killing her. Wasn't exactly my plan but I guess it worked out. Such a pity though...she smells delicious." Katherine's voice

"Well you know me, Katherine. Once a vicious killer, always a vicious killer. Don't worry, I saved you some." I could hear the grin spreading across his face.

So this was the plan? They were both going to kill me? I tried to protest, to move, to do SOMETHING but my entire body was too heavy and my brain was too foggy. I could barely concentrate on what they were saying let alone try and form an entire coherent sentence or move.

"Aww that's so sweet of you. I knew you missed me." a small laugh escaped her

"Damon I...what are you doing …...Damon!" she was panicking for some reason, I tried again my hardest to move but again I couldn't do anything. My damn body wasn't working with me and it was pissing me off! Next thing I knew I heard a loud crack, a ripping sound, and then a thud.

I heard a shuffle and then I was being lifted up and held by someone, the familiar feeling of blood in my mouth again.

"Drink a lot more this time." I heard Damon's voice again.

As I drank I felt my energy finally come back and I was able to move and think again. When he thought I'd had enough he pulled his wrist away again and grabbed onto my shoulders and looked me in the eyes.

"Are you okay? I thought I'd lost you for a minute there." his face showing how alarmed he was.

"I'm fine, thank you. I thought..." I trailed off, looking over to the spot where I had heard two voices earlier and saw Katherine's body on the ground...her neck ripped clean off of her body.

"You...you killed her?" I gasped out in shock.

"Yeah...it appears that way." was all he replied with.

The door opened yet again but this time it was filled with familiar faces. Stefan, Elena, Bonnie, and Jeremy ran into the room. Their faces were a mix of confusion and elation. Jeremy quickly noticed all of the blood on the floor from my wound earlier and told Elena and Stefan to wait outside, and also told Damon to get out.

Bonnie took them all out the doorway while Jeremy rushed over to me and wrapped himself around me.

"Oh my god, are you okay? I was going crazy because we couldn't find you!" he was almost sobbing.

"Jeremy...Jeremy I'm ok, I swear!" I held onto him tightly, not wanting the moment to end. It felt so good being wrapped up in his arms!

"Oh god there's a lot of blood...what happened?" he pulled away and looked around the room. "Did...did Damon kill Katherine?!" he was shocked.

I told him the short version of the story and added at the end that I was ready to leave.

"Of course! Let's get the hell out of here." he picked me up and actually carried me out.

When we came out of what was apparently a basement we were in an abandoned building of some sort and walked through it to get outside. The sunlight made me flinch since I hadn't seen it in over a week,, and I grabbed onto him even tighter. My body was almost back to normal but I was being somewhat selfish and enjoyed him holding me in his arms. He carried me all the way to the car and we all drove back to my house.

The group only stayed for a little while, mostly just wanting to make sure I was ok and back to normal. They asked a lot of questions but didn't prod. Most of them just seemed surprised that Damon had actually killed Katherine without hesitation considering he pined away for her for over 100 or so years.

"That bitch had it coming after what she put Stefan and I through for all of those years and now trying to kill one of our friends. I'm not the least bit upset that I killed her. Good fucking riddance to be honest." he told them all.