The covers were pulled up to her waist as Elena sat on her bed, refusing to talk to Katherine. They hadn't had conversation since 'the incident', as Elena liked to call it. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest as she thought about it. The girl knew it shouldn't have happened, but it did, and she liked it. It felt wrong, but it also felt right.
It couldn't be true. It wasn't supposed to feel right. She was supposed to hate Katherine more than anything. The vampire had torn the Salvatore brothers apart, turned Caroline into a vampire, and threatened to kill almost everyone she loved. Yet, somehow, she managed to find something in her. There was something about the woman that intrigued her, yet she was terrified by her.
Not a moment went by when Elena didn't think that Katherine was going to kill her. Almost every though about the vampire that went through her mind, placing aside the ones of her strange affection, were about her death at Katherine's hand.
As her door opened she gasped and jumped, not expecting the sudden slam of the wooden door against the wall. She turned her head to find Katherine lounging next to her on the bed, propping herself up on her elbows. A smirk was plastered on her perfect lips, and her eyes gleamed with mischief.
"Morning, Elena," she greeted, but her voice had an undertone of lust. The girl faintly heard it.
"Good morning, Katherine," Elena greeted kindly, her eyes glued to the bed, refusing to make eye contact.
"I want to go out," the vampire drawled.
"So go out."
"And leave you alone to be bored?" Katherine smirked again, "That would just be cruel."
"Because taking me from Mystic Falls and keeping me against my will isn't cruel," sarcasm dripped from Elena's voice as, for the first time in days, looked at the vampire. Her eyes were squinted in vexation, but the woman seemed unphased.
She merely shrugged, "Fine. You can stay here and starve, because if you don't come with me I'm not going to the store to get food."
Elena tried to respond, but nothing would come out. The vampire's lips curled in a smile, and Elena knew she had been beaten. She would have to go out with the woman if she wanted to eat.
"Okay," the girl relented, "I'll go with you."
"Did you really have a choice?"
The girl scoffed, throwing the covers off her legs and standing, going to look in her closet. She was fully aware of Katherine's eyes on her, she just couldn't tell where the vampire's eyes were. If she could, the girl would've most certainly blushed. Elena tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach, but it was almost impossible. The vampire was irrisistible. Everything about her was. Her eyes always seemed to have a subtle glint of lust behind the cold walls. She was absolutely intoxicated by her, though she didn't dare admit it. Rather, she couldn't admit it, especially to herself.
Once she had thrown casual clothes onto the bed she looked at Katherine, who had decided to make herself comfortable. One of the vampire's legs was crossed over the other and her dark curls cascaded perfectly down her shoulders and onto the pillows beneath her head. She waited for her to move or do something, but there wasn't the slightest hint of motion.
"Aren't you going to leave?" Elena asked timidly.
"Why?" Katherine smirked, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Suddenly the girl felt self conscious, "Have you been watching me?"
A scoff escaped the vampire's lips, "In the mirror, Elena. We have the same body."
"Oh. Right."
She crossed her arms protectively in front of her chest, trying to defend herself from Katherine's piercing stare. The vampire didn't move one inch, knowing how it made Elena uncomfortable, but also knowing the girl liked it. As much as she would try to deny it, Katherine had a hold on her. The girl knew she shouldn't let Katherine affect her this way, but it was impossible not to be seduced by her.
"Could you leave?" Elena asked, her voice soft and timid.
"Why?"
"Katherine. Please," the girl couldn't believe she was begging, but if it would get Katherine out of her room it was worth it.
The vampire smirked, and it sent a shudder up Elena's spine. She loved seeing the girl beg, and soon she would be doing it very often, but not yet. Katherine was having too much fun. The woman stood from Elena's bed and sauntered over to her, putting her lips by the human's ear, taking a moment to listen to her drumming pulse.
"I'll see it eventually, Elena," she whispered, "One way or another."
When she left the room Elena finally had time to think. What was that? Was Katherine just playing games with her? That was most likely the case, but the girl couldn't ignore her feelings. The way the vampire's hot breath had felt on her skin. It made her want to collapse. The feeling was so strong.
She quickly put on the outfit she'd laid out. A long sleeve shirt and some jeans. When she walked into the hallway she saw the vampire leaning against the closed door across the hall. Elena felt Katherine's eyes scanning her, and held her breath until she appeared to be done.
"You'll want a sweater," Katherine advised.
"I'll be fine."
"All right," the vampire sing songed, "Just don't complain when you're cold later."
It was late afternoon by the time they'd finished shopping for food. Katherine had forced them to walk down the streets of Paris to get to the market for food. Elena couldn't deny she'd enjoyed it. She'd always wanted to walk in Paris, but she never expected it to be like this. She certainly hadn't expected to be with her doppelganger.
Not even after Elena had taken several steps into the house Katherine cleared her throat, causing her to look at her again.
"We're going back out," the vampire informed her.
"Why?" Elena asked. They'd gotten the food, what more could she possibly want?
"Because I said so, and if you ask why again I won't hesitate to bite you."
Katherine obviously wanted something, and Elena was too frightened and intrigued to deny her. She quickly put away the groceries and followed Katherine out. The sun was setting in the west and the wind was becoming crisp with a chill. The girl tried not to complain, but as the sky grew darker she found it was becoming more difficult.
"Close your eyes," Katherine said once they'd gotten to a corner of a street.
Elena couldn't help the arch of her brow, "We're about to cross the street. I'm not just going to shut my eyes. I could get hit."
"I won't let you get it." Elena was surprised by the intensity behind Katherine's promise. It was because of that she closed her eyes. She felt the vampire's arms wrap around her waist to lead her wherever it was they were going. Somehow, Elena felt safe, safer than she'd felt in a long time. The vampire's arms were strong, leading her in the right direction, yet gentle and kind. It was as if she was making an attempt not to hurt her.
"All right," she heard Katherine's soft voice in her ear after several more minutes of walking. "Open your eyes."
Her eyes slowly opened and had to adjust to the bright lights. Bright lights? It was the middle of the night, what light could there be? She looked up and opened her mouth in an enormous smile as she looked up at the Eiffel Tower. She'd always wanted to see it, but never could afford to. Now, standing and looking at it with Katherine's arms wrapped around her waist, it seemed perfect.
"Come on," Katherine said, removing her arms from around Elena rather teasingly and walking in front of her, "We're going to the top."
"At night?"
"Of course. That's when there's the best view."
She simply nodded and walked side by side with her doppelganger. When they reached the elevator the girl made sure to stay close to the vampire, using her for protectiong, but also wanting to be close to her. When they reached the top Elena ran to the nearest window like a child in a candy store, and Katherine merely walked leisurely behind her, enjoying Elena's happiness.
The window where they stood had a perfect view of Paris. The lights contrasted the night sky perfectly. The stars were only somewhat visible and Elena couldn't help the grin on her face as she continued to stare out the window. This was Paris. It was beautiful, just as she'd always heard. Now she was getting to experience it for herself.
A draft came from somewhere Elena couldn't recognize, but it made her shiver. Katherine heard the girl's teeth chatter. She herself couldn't feel a draft, being a vampire, but Elena wasn't a vampire.
"Cold?" Katherine asked, seeming to show genuine concern.
The girl nodded, "Yeah. That draft was freezing."
She heard a noise from behind her that she didn't recognize, but felt something warm being pressed against her shoulders.
"Here," she heard Katherine's voice say gently from behind her.
Elena turned her head to see what Katherine was doing, and her heart lept. The vampire was offering her the jacket off her shoulders. She gratefully accepted it, putting her arms through the sleeves and crossing her arms over her chest, trying to keep warm.
Katherine's arms wrapped around her from behind. Everything was going according to plan, except something changed. Elena looked timidly into her eyes and for a moment they remained, their faces inches apart, just staring into the depths of the twin brown orbs before them.
The girl tentatively leaned forward and for a short moment their lips touched. That's when Elena pulled away, but Katherine wasn't finished. She moved her lips forward and captured Elena's for a kiss. It wasn't like the kiss they'd shared on the couch. This was a different passion. It was gentle, tender, and compassionate.
Both doppelgangers felt zaps of electricity passing through their bodies as their lips connected, forming them as one. When Elena finally pulled away, remembering she had to breathe, she stared into Katherine's eyes. Strangely, she saw affection.
This wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't a part of the plan, but as Katherine stared into Elena's timid eyes she couldn't help but feel a wave of protective nature come over her, just as it had come over her the night they had come to Paris. Something had gone wrong in her plan. Elena was the one supposed to feel the sparks between them. She wasn't supposed to feel them too.