"Do it," I say breathless. "Come on, finish me off. Give Klaus another reason to kill you when he gets here."
The stake I had been holding was digging in my back, making it quite uncomfortable.
"Ah," I cry out as I feel the stake Damon was holding press against my skin. I could smell my blood where the tip had dug into my skin.
Seconds pass and Damon could've ended it, but he didn't.
"Can't do it, can ya?" I mock him. "You're scared of the Originals, that's why you won't kill me."
"I'm not afraid of anybody," he sneers. "Klaus included."
"Then you're an idiot," I say. "You should be afraid of Klaus."
"Thanks for the advice," Damon says sarcastically.
"You're making the biggest mistake of your life," I say, pointedly looking at the stake. "Well, what's left of it."
"What's left of it?" he questions.
"You kill me, Klaus or Elijah kill you."
He doesn't reply, he just stares down at me, his ice blue eyes hard.
Staring back up at him, I first noticed how sexy he was. The hypnotizing blue eyes, thick black hair that I would just love to run my hands through.
"Am I interrupting something?" someone asks behind us.
I look around Damon, and Elijah is standing there, hands in pockets, looking at Damon pinning me to the ground, stake above my heart.
"You might want to let me up now," I say, still looking at my father.
Damon looks over his shoulder.
"Dammit," he curses, getting off of me.
I get up and walk over to my father.
"Threatening an Original's daughter," I say. "You really are an idiot, Damon Salvatore."
"We had an agreement to keeping Elena safe," Elijah says to Damon. "You broke that promise when you daggered me and then just now when you threatened my daughter. Do it again and I'll have no choice but to take Elena away from you and you'll never see her again."
"Father, you wouldn't…" I trail off, realizing that he meant every word he said. Great, another Petrova he was obsessed with.
"And as for you," he says looking down at me with disapproval. "I remember asking you to help keep the doppelgänger safe, from Klaus, not threaten her with his arrival."
"But-" I start to object.
"No matter how pissed you were," Elijah interrupts. "It was wrong and I want you to apologize to her and Damon."
"Apologize to Damon?" I ask incredulously. "Hell no! He almost killed me! That bastard doesn't deserve an apology!"
"Aria," he says sternly.
"Fine," I relent looking over at Damon, who had an expectant look on his face, which made me even more pissed. "I'm sorry, dumb ass. I hope you enjoyed that because that is the closest thing to an apology you're getting."
Damon doesn't say anything, he just smirks at me.
"You're lucky my father's here," I threaten. "Otherwise I'd kick your-"
"Aria," Elijah interrupts me again. "That's enough."
I felt like sticking my tongue out at Damon, but I knew that it would be too childish. I'd rather stick a stake through his heart instead, but that wouldn't solve anything, unfortunately.
Once again I was standing at the Salvatore's front door, waiting for someone to answer. Except this time I wasn't pissed.
I had come to apologize to Elena. I was going to do it anyway, before my father told me to. I got why he wanted me to apologize to her, but to Damon? What had I ever done to him? He was the one who was about to kill me.
The door opens and I'm greeted by the bastard himself. Damon is leaning against the doorframe, looking at me coolly.
"If you're waiting for a more wholesome apology," I say, greeting him. "Might as well kill yourself now."
"It's nice to see you too, Aria," Damon says sarcasm coloring his tone.
"Where's Elena?" I ignore him.
"That depends."
"On?"
"Whether or not you're going to threaten her some more," he answers.
"Look," I sigh. "I came here to apologize."
"Oh," Damon says, narrowing his eyes. "I see how this works. You're willing to apologize to her, but not to me."
"Well, she didn't piss me off yesterday," I point out.
"Are you sure?" he asks. "Because it sure seemed like it. Especially because you threatened her."
"I didn't threaten her!" I practically yell. "I was just pissed at you for daggering my father and killing the Martins!"
"One, Ric daggered Elijah," Damon says. "And two, baby witch and papa witch needed to die."
He was pissing me off again. I wanted to rip his head off so bad.
"I'm sure you've figured out by now that Klaus is possessing Ric's body," I say. "Klaus' real body will be here soon."
"Are you in Klaus' inner circle too?" he sneers. "Because there is no way you could know that."
"No," I reply. "But I am someone he trusts. Other than Elijah. And I know him well enough to see through the façade he puts on whenever he possesses someone."
"Then why are you here?"
"I already told you. To apologize to Elena."
"No," he interrupts. "I meant, why are you here in Mystic Falls?"
"My father sent for me," I say, truthfully. "Believe me, if I was on Klaus' errand I wouldn't be here to apologize. I'd be here to turn Elena over to my uncle."
"How do I know that you're not doing that?" Damon asks suspiciously.
"First of all, Klaus isn't here yet, and I'm pretty sure Elena would try to escape before he got here," I point out. "And second, my father raised me to respect others."
"Respect others?" he asks incredulously. "Where was your respect yesterday when you wanted to kill me?"
"He also taught me to defend my family if it is disrespected. I'm pretty sure daggering ones father is a sign of disrespect to ones family."
"Oh, a daddy's girl, are we?" he mocks. "Besides, Ric's the one who daggered him.
"You were still part of the plan," I ignore the daddy's girl comment. "You were going to do it before you figured out that if a vampire used the dagger on an Original it would kill them too. I know you were."
"Only because John Gilbert didn't tell me," he defends.
"He obviously wants you dead," I say. "And for good reason."
"Excuse me?" he raises his eyebrows.
"All he wants is a happy human life for his daughter," I reply. "That means no vampire boyfriends."
"How do you…" Damon trails off.
"Know all of this?" I ask, and he nods speechless. "Live over a thousand years, and you pick up on some things. Now, where's Elena?"
"Elena!" he calls into the house, then looks back at me. "She'll be down in a minute.
I wished Elena would hurry up and come to the door. It was getting awkward standing there with Damon staring at me.
Elena finally comes to the door and has a shocked expression on her face.
"What're you doing here?" she finally asks.
"I came to apologize," I answer. "I'm sorry I took my anger out on you when it was really Damon I was pissed at. I'm also sorry I called you a bitch, and that I threatened you by saying that you can't hide from Klaus."
"Apology accepted," she sighs. "But I'm not inviting you in."
"I don't expect you to," I tell her. "I realized that what I did was wrong."
"Why this change of heart all of a sudden?" she asks.
"My father is big on respect," I explain. "And if I don't apologize to those who I've wronged, I feel like I'm disappointing him."
"That wasn't the case last night," Damon interjects.
"Last night?" Elena asks confused.
"He almost killed me," I inform her. "And for some reason my father made me apologize to Damon. For what, I have no clue."
"At least you got a somewhat decent apology," Damon says to Elena. "All I got was 'I'm sorry, dumb ass.'"
Elena smirked at that.
"Thank you," Elena says to me earnestly.
I nod and turn away, walking back towards my car.
I look up at the sky and the moon is mostly full, meaning that Klaus would get here in the next few days and the sacrifice will happen as soon as he did because the ritual can only be completed during a full moon.
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