Author's Note: Okay so I'm stupid and forgot to make some things clear in Chapter 1. I'm really glad for the reviews I already got and just so you know that means a lot considering that I only just started publishing my writing and getting feedback motivates me to continue doing it. So please keep reviewing :)
Then I have to warn you; it usually takes me ages to upload new chapters and I apologize for that in advance. It's because I write the things down per hand and I hate typing it on the computer afterwards. But I'll try my best to minimize your waiting period, 'cause I know exactly how much that sucks lol
Oh and I'm sorry for any spelling and grammar mistakes, I read it over and over and then when I publish it I still find hundreds of errors, so I'm sorry for that as well.

Aaaand I wanted to add some information for you to understand the plotline better! So, Katherine and Elena are obviously twins and couldn't be any more different. They're both 21 and live in a small town (bigger than Mystic Falls though), Katherine is not working, she 'enjoys life' as she likes to say, but Elena is an investigating journalist.
The rest will be explained throughout the story. I don't want to give too much away.

Of course I don't own The Vampire Diaries and blahblahblah you know what.

Enjoy xxxx

Soon enough Stefan rang the doorbell and the surprise was written all over his face as he took in my appearance. His whole face lit up.

"Wow, Elena. You look amazing." His eyes traveled over my body and if I haven't felt sexy before, I definitely did now. I walked out of the door with him, noticing what a hard time he had keeping his eyes off of my body and I caught him giving my butt an approving glance now and then.
Like he couldn't get his eyes off of me, I couldn't keep the smile off of my face.

But that changed as he drove us to the local restaurant we went every time. The smile disappeared from my face in a second as I noticed that his eyes were still on me and we were driving way too fast. I panicked. I always did. That was just the way I was. My parents had died in a car accident 9 years ago and I still got nervous when I just looked at a car. But most of the time I hid it under a smile, knowing that I couldn't get anywhere without having a car.

"Could you slow down?", I asked, trying to hide my fear. I hadn't told him about my past yet, it was not like me to open up to somebody so fast. But I knew that at some point - some point soon - I had to tell him. He looked at the speedometer and then at me, a confused look in his eyes.

"I'm not even that fast. And we have to hurry a bit so that we get the table that is reserved for us. You know how crowded that place can be and if we don't make it there until 8.15 the table will be given to someone else." He reasoned.

"Yeah, I know. But please?" I begged him, I didn't care what he must think of me in that moment. He slowed down gradually and as the speed was back in my comfort zone I started to relax a little. But the tension was still there. I should really tell him about it soon, I thought.

"Is it okay like that?", he asked nicely and I couldn't tell if he was annoyed or not.

"Yes, thank you." I gave him an apologizing smile and I was relieved as he returned it. It would have been a shame if this night would have been ruined by a silly thing like that. And as we pulled over and got into the restaurant where our table was luckily still free, I reassured me that nothing else could get in my way tonight.
And that was where I was wrong.

The night went well, except for the fact that the conversation was without any depth but both, Stefan and me, were hurrying to get to to his place. Stefan couldn't look me in the face for 30 seconds straight; he looked - after approximately 25 seconds - down to marvel my cleavage. I was flattered but I kind of missed talking to him about relevant things, and not about the weather or the unfriendly waitress.
But since I myself was pretty horny I didn't really mind that much. And as the tension between built up with every minute that passed by, I realized that I didn't care at all. Because I wanted to feel his body moving with mine and I caught myself zooming out of the conversation and thinking about all the things he could do to me.

That was until a male voice threw me back into reality. The voice appeared to come closer and I could assume that the person whom it belonged to was pretty upset. Upset was not enough, try mad. The man shouted something like "You bitch." and some other insults. Irritated and slightly annoyed I turned around just to discover that his pierce blue eyes were laid on me. Only more irritated I looked back at Stefan to check if some other woman stood there. He couldn't possibly be talking to me. But as he stopped right in front of me and hit his fist onto the table so that my glass of wine almost fell off of it, I got proven wrong.

"Who do you think you are?", he shouted at me. I've never looked in the eye's of someone that was that mad. Because probably I never even had pissed someone off or got him annoyed. I was the kindness in person, so now that those really blue eyes were stabbing into my soul I felt a cold feeling rush through me and I was totally taken aback and not any where near to be able to form words. I stared up to him blankly, in shock by this sudden intrusion.

Stefan's eyes wandered from their spot on my boobs up to the stranger and his face fell.

"Damon?" Stefan raised his voice, sounding as cold as I've never heard him before. In general, I hadn't seen him getting even upset, but now I guessed was the time, because Stefan stood up and his usually caring and loving eyes were cold as ice.
I had been so focused on my boyfriend's facial expressions that I hadn't notice the same happening on the stranger's face.

"Stefan." He let it sound like an insult. And then he turned to me again.

"Of all the people you had to choose him? Stefan? Why would you do that to me?" The way he said my boyfriend's name really got to me. It sounded so negative the way he pronounced it, and that was what got my brain working again. I was finally able to talk instead of just observing, whilst keeping my mouth shut.

"I'm sorry, I don't know you. I'm here for dinner with my boyfriend. I'm afraid you got the wrong person." I tried to calm him. Maybe he was a mad man. Maybe he needed help. I glanced at Stefan but he his eyes were still focused on that guy's face.

"Really? You're just going to pretend you don't know me? Are you being serious?" The voice of the stranger had calmed, what was almost scarier than his shouting. He stared at me with those blue eyes and all I could do was stare back. It was like he was hypnotizing me with those blue crystals and I was helpless.

"Damon, leave Elena alone. Go and never show your face again." Stefan's voice brought me back into reality and I snapped my eyes off the oceans they were falling in. What was happening anyways? Who was that guy and what did he want from me?

"Elena?" He asked a look of confusion on his face. "You're going under a different name too?" And there the anger was again.

"Damon, leave it. Elena said she doesn't know you so just let it go." Stefan said and I could see his jaw tighten as he fought to keep control and stay calm.

"Oh really? And if she doesn't know me that means I don't know her, right?" He asked, more rhetorically and didn't wait for an answer. "So, I wouldn't know that she has a little birthmark right here." And with that he lifted my left arm up and exposed my heart-shaped birthmark on my skin.
My face fell, did I know him? I couldn't tell. But I would think that I would remember someone with that kind of intense eyes.

"Admit it, Katherine. You're screwed." said Damien - Was it Damien? - and at that moment everything fell into place. He was mistaken me for my sister. He was her new toyboy, her new adventure. Everything made sense now and a relieved giggle escaped my lips as I relaxed. Sure, why didn't I think about that earlier?
But for the two guys in front of me it must have seemed like I was going mad or something because I saw a concerned look on Stefan's and a confused look on Damon's face.

"Care to enlighten us what's so funny about the situation?" Damien, Darren, or whatever his name was, asked furrowing his brows.

"I know what's going on." I started looking first Stefan deep into the eyes and then switched to the other guy's blue ones. "He had indeed the wrong person...", I continued and as I saw Damon preparing himself to interrupt, I raised my voice "No, let me explain. I have a twin sister and we look exactly alike. Her name is Katherine and she just told me about you this morning." As I was speaking I noticed how strange that sounded. Like a poor excuse, a really poor one. And that was probably what the two men thought as well because now even Stefan was looking sceptically into my direction.

"No, believe me. I can prove it." I exclaimed. Stefan and the guy - who's name was something with D I guess; I really cursed my non-existing ability to remember names - shared a look and even if they didn't say something I knew that they were thinking the same. She's lying. Well, if somebody was trying to make me believe that her twin sister who was looking exactly like oneself was making things complicated, I probably wouldn't believe it as well. But since it was the truth I was pretty confident that I could prove my mental health and the existence of my doppelgänger.

"I really can prove it." I repeated, not sure what else to say.

"You better." The reply came from Kat's new lover and I could see the same statement in Stefan's eyes.
Well, that could be fun, I thought and got up.

I probably wouldn't have sex after all. That was the last thing that went through my mind as I exited the restaurant, one skeptical boyfriend and some mad stalker following right behind me.

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