Chapter Two
Fells Church, Virginia
"So what is it you have to tell me?"Stefan asked, his eyes narrowing. Knowing Damon, it cannot be good. Well, in his brother's case, it would be.
Damon gave him a smirk. "Don't be in such a hurry, brother. We have enough time in the world."
Stefan gave a strain smile.
"Just tell me."He told Damon. Stefan was not in the mood for his mind games. They may have forever, but there is only so much he can take.
"Princess is playing us."
Mystic Falls, Virginia
Damon smiled as Diane began to warm up to him.
Turns out even cautious girls were sucker for misunderstood bad boys. On the other hand, he was just that hot. Either could be it, though he much preferred the latter.
"So, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this?"he asked casually, as if he cared. Really, Damon did not care at all. However, he wanted food, he wanted entertainment, and he wanted to forget his hell of a love life.
Diane raised an eyebrow at him. "Working. Paying the bills. Having nothing else to do. Take your pick. "She told him, just as casually.
Well this may be more work then Damon thought.
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There was more sparks coming. There were more sparks coming! Everything was going to fall into place. Things will be how it should be.
The girl put the hood off, an excited smile on her face.
"Destiny always gets her way of things eventually. "She muttered.
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What? Where was he?
Damon blinked. He swore he was talking to that hot bartender.
"Hello?"he called out, taking in his surroundings.
Judgey better not have done her witchy juju on him, Damon thought angrily.
Right when he was drinking his heart...well undead heart...out. He shook that thought away and continued his looking.
He was in a fancy Victorian type place, though Damon never went to it when he was drunk. Or sober, now that he thought about it.
Damon walked over to the window and looked out of it. It was pretty, though it sure as hell was not Mystic Falls.
It finally came to him as he began to think of the places he been to over the last hundreds of years.
Holy shit.
Damon was in Florence.
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Stefan stared at Damon angrily.
"Elena isn't Katherine."
Sometimes Stefan admits Elena could act like Katherine. Though not in a way Damon could mean. This was his love, the girl who promised to love only him. Not Tyler, not Matt, and not in million years could it could be his brother.
Damon took a step to his brother. "Then why was Princess kissing me, having her hands all over me...while you were being locked up?"
Silence overcame them.
Stefan was afraid of this happening.
Elena loving Damon. History repeating itself. Once again, Damon and he pit against each other, craving for Elena's attention or kiss.
Before Stefan could do anything, he went in unconsciousness.
I am so sorry): I was focused on this story and getting it done...but I wanted the last weeks of school to be having a break from it. But then I had lost how to put it into words once it was summer. I hope you are still interested in reading, and that you had not given up on this story.
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P.S. What happened to Damon and Stefan are important and setting out the actual plot, in case anyone was confused.