Chapter 14
"Katherine, what an unexpected surprise." Stefan said by way of greeting, walking in holding Elena's hand, looking a bit confused. "Care to fill me in, Damon?"
Damon didn't even know where to begin and downed another tumbler, suddenly just taking the bottle of bourbon over to the couch away from Kassandra. "Stefan, say hello to Kassandra Meyer. You remember the woman I thought ran out of town on me before I could propose to her, right?" His voice dripped with sarcasm, glaring hatefully across the room at her.
Stefan's eyes widened as his eyes moved from Katherine to stare at Kassandra, blinking. "I thought she was dead…" He couldn't imagine what his brother currently thought and watched as Elena went over to Damon. "We weren't aware you were changed, Kassandra."
"I know." She whispered, wishing she could go comfort Damon, but knew he would probably send a stake through her dead heart.
"I did what was best for MY sister, Stefan." Katherine said effortlessly, looking over at Elena, snorting. "So you changed her huh?" No matter, Stefan was still hers and always would be, no matter what.
"Kassandra is your sister?" Now Stefan was fuming, his own eyes narrowing.
"Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that bitch compelled me to forget about Kassandra? Only, she told me that Kassandra left town because she didn't want to be with me anymore. All so Katherine could change us and then all four of us could be together." Damon snorted, drinking straight from the bottle and was kind of thankful Jessenia wasn't here at the moment with four vampires.
"WHAT?" Stefan grabbed Katherine by the front of her silk shirt, yanking her against him. "Why the hell would you do that to him, Katherine? HE LOVED HER!"
Katherine started laughing, the sound dripping with pure evil. "Because I could." She head-butted him and watched as Stefan flew to the floor, cracking her neck a little. "I wanted to taste both of you to see who I fantasied more and it was you, Stefan. It's always been you. I did love Damon too, but not as much as you."
Elena couldn't hear any more of this and left Damon's side to join Stefan's, standing in front of him. "It doesn't matter if you love him or not, he belongs to me. We're getting married, Katherine, and there's nothing you can do about it."
Katherine smirked wickedly, dusting her shirt off and pulled a piece of lint as well. "You underestimate me, girl, just as you always have." A second later, Elena was flying through the air and crashed against the wall, a vase smashing along with her body. "Now then, where were we?"
Stefan decided to let his actions speak louder than his words and tackled Katherine to the floor by the neck, his hand so tight she couldn't escape. He had just fed before coming home with Elena and they were both incredibly strong at the moment. After all these years, Stefan had finally realized just what a cold-blooded monster Katherine Pierce was and her sister was no different.
"You've destroyed your last lives tonight." He promised in a growl, hearing Elena coming up behind him and didn't take his eyes off of Katherine.
"Stefan…Stefan, no please…"
Elena handed over a piece of wood from the table, wanting Stefan to ram it right through her chest to end all of their pain, especially Damon's. "Do it, Stefan. End her so we can be happy together." She whispered, already healed from her injuries and looked over at Kassandra.
"NO!" Kassandra couldn't let them kill Katherine and started flying toward them, but Damon stopped her by tackling her to the floor, letting his brother do the deed.
"End her, Stefan!"
"Stefan…" Katherine whispered pleadingly, shaking her head. "Please…"
Stefan growled, lifting his arm up with the stake, ready to drive it right into Katherine's black heart, but for some reason he couldn't do it. "You have one day to get the hell out of Mystic Falls. If you don't, I WILL end you." He released her and stood up, keeping the stake in his hand just in case Katherine decided to do something stupid. "Now get the hell out of our house, both of you."
"Stefan, are you insane?" Damon shouted, releasing Kassandra out of sheer surprise. "Why the hell are you letting her go?"
Stefan ignored him for the moment, watching as Kassandra rushed over to pick Katherine up from the floor, both of them flying out the door. Both Elena and Damon just stared at him with mouths hanging open, not believing he didn't stake Katherine when he had the chance. Why Katherine would bring Kassandra to him after all these years, but Damon wasn't about to get roped into Katherine's games again.
"Stefan, after everything she's done to us…" Elena didn't understand why he took mercy on Katherine, frowning. "She's not leaving, you know that right?"
"Of course she's not." Damon swallowed down another tumbler, his anger blocking him from getting a buzz, which he desperately needed right now. "Those bitches."
Stefan wasn't sure why he couldn't kill Katherine, knowing both Damon and Elena had a point about her making their lives miserable. "I'm sorry…" He didn't know what else to say and walked over, setting on the couch with his head buried in his hands.
"You're weak and pathetic." Damon grunted, ignoring Elena's glare and suddenly launched the glass right into the flames of the fireplace, hearing them explode temporarily.
"Damon, now isn't the time to call him names." Elena made the attempt to stand up for Stefan, but even she was having a hard time with this. "He did what he thought best…"
"That's a load of crap and you know it, Elena!" Damon snapped, pacing back and forth with the bottle in his hand, wanting to launch it, but also didn't want to waste bourbon.
"Can we all just calm down for a few seconds please? Damon, I know you're upset, but stop lashing out. We came over here because we need to talk to you." Of course they didn't think Katherine was going to magically appear with her sister.
Damon shook his head. "Not in the mood right now, Elena. I've had a VERY bad start to my day." First Jessenia had run off on him, breaking their deal and now the sisters from hell had shown up.
"It's about Jessenia." Elena stopped Damon from storming to his room, watching as he slowly turned to face her.
"Where is she?" Damon demanded, walking back over to stand in front of Elena. "Is she okay?"
"We were hoping to find out what you did to her, but judging by the look in your eyes, I'm guessing you didn't do anything. What the hell was she doing here anyway? What did you do, Damon?" Elena demanded, pursing her lips tightly together. "Because if you hurt her, I will hurt YOU."
"I didn't hurt her." Damon didn't appreciate being accused for something that wasn't his fault, scowling. "And why she was here is none of your damn business."
"Yes it is my business because she's my friend and I'm tired of you screwing around with my friends! First Caroline, you tortured Bonnie for her powers and now Jessenia. You will tell me what you did because she's at home crying her eyes out right now and I have no idea why! She won't let anyone into the house and I'm not about to go in uninvited." Elena shoved him, surprised when he stumbled back a few feet, her new vampirism doing wonders for her strength. "Now tell me what you did."
"I took her out and showed her a good time, rocked her world." Damon lewdly stated, taking a swig from the bottle and was already planning on paying Jessenia a visit.
Elena wasn't amused and had a feeling Damon was lying to her because he was being sarcastic. "Damon, please tell me what you did. I'm not saying you did anything bad, I'm not accusing you. I just want to know what happened to upset her so much."
Damon reached down and grabbed the little note out of the trash he'd found, handing it over to her. "Jessenia and I made a deal that if she spent twenty four hours with me, I'd leave her alone if she wanted me to. We spent most of the day in the woods and some of the night before coming back here. She stayed the night, apparently found that note when we got up and took off while I was downstairs grabbing more blood." There, Elena wanted the whole story, Damon gave her his version, leaving out the intimate details.
"W-Why would she make that deal after what you did to her?" Elena wondered aloud, completely confused and read the note, frowning deeply. "This isn't good. That's not your handwriting, Damon."
"Tell me something I don't know." Damon snorted, snatching the piece of paper out of her hand and shoved it in his back jean pocket. "She thinks I wrote it though and that's why she took off. That's probably also why she's at home crying."
"Whose handwriting is it? Katherine's or Kassandra's?" Elena knew one of them had to of written it, looking over at Stefan, who had remained quiet.
"Like I'm supposed to know that? Come on Elena, get with the damn program! One of them did it and they should have stakes driven through their hearts." Damon planned on doing what his little brother couldn't, which was ending Katherine once and for all.
"I'm sorry…" Stefan murmured again, hating himself for letting Katherine get away again and wished he could just turn off his emotions when it came to her.
Damon swallowed down another shot and slammed the bottle down on the bar, glaring over at Stefan. "Sorry doesn't cut it, brother." He buttoned up his long sleeved black shirt, rolling the sleeves up and decided against bringing his leather jacket. "I'm going out, I'll be back later."
Stefan was up in a flash, standing in front of Damon. "Where are you going?"
"Going to the liquor store because we're out of bourbon." Damon stated, shoving Stefan away from him and stormed out of the house, slamming the door shut.
Elena rushed to Stefan's side, helping him up. "You know he was lying, right?"
Stefan just nodded, both of them hoping Jessenia was going to be alright. "Do you want to go after him?" He asked softly, running a hand through his hair.
"Part of me does because who knows what he's capable of in the current mood he's in." Elena answered truthfully, worry etched in her beautiful face. "We don't have to go in unless she needs us."
"Lead the way."
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Pulling out front of Meredith's house, Damon cut the ignition and looked up at the window, the fading light emanating from it. She was up and home, Damon knew that was her room. She wasn't crying anymore, which was a good thing because Damon really didn't feel like dealing with a hormonal woman. He didn't blame her for being so upset and running off, but Damon hoped she listened to reason.
"Here goes nothing." He muttered, noticing Meredith wasn't home from the hospital, so Jessenia was alone in the house.
Knocking wouldn't do any good because Damon knew she wouldn't answer the door. Heading to the back of the house, Damon checked the screen doors and was surprised they were open, letting himself inside. He could hear soft music playing upstairs and immediately headed in that direction, his assumption Jessenia was in her room right.
Jessenia was currently lying in bed reading one of her books and trying to escape, fresh out of the shower. She barely ate because she was too upset from what happened, a half a sandwich on a plate with a drink on her nightstand. Tapping on her bedroom door made Jessenia jump slightly, her head turning to see if Meredith would barge in, pleased when she didn't. Setting her book aside, Jessenia stood up from the bed and walked to the door, opening it up.
Nobody was there.
"Meredith?" She called out, stepping into the hallway and frowned when she didn't see or hear anything. "Hmm…could've sworn I heard something."
"You did."
Jessenia whipped around so fast, she nearly gave herself whiplash, jade eyes wide at the sight of Damon standing in the middle of her bedroom. What the hell was he doing here and how did he get inside the house? Refusing to hear anything he had to say, Jessenia made a run for it and barely got out the door when Damon caught her, his super speed working against her.
"LET ME GO!" She screamed, hoping Meredith walked in soon and started flaying her arms and legs wildly, trying to get away from him. "NO!"
"Jessenia, you have to give me a chance to explain!" Damon threw her on the bed with ease, straddling her waist and held her arms down so she couldn't strike him. "Calm down!"
"NO, GET OFF OF ME!" Jessenia wanted nothing to do with him, the pain and unbearable heartbreak coming back full force, tears already falling.
Stefan stopped Elena from entering the house, holding her by the arms. "No, not yet." He stated, wanting to give his brother a chance first.
Damon didn't do anything she said and kept quiet, letting her tire out so she couldn't fight him. He was barely applying pressure, being mindful of his super strength, not wanting to hurt her. It wasn't her fault this happened, but she at least owed it to him to explain the situation. When Jessenia kept fighting him after twenty minutes straight, Damon finally let her go, letting her get the aggression out.
"Go ahead, hit me and get it out of your system." Damon ordered, his head barely snapping to the side when she slapped him. "Harder, come on."
Jessenia started throwing her balled fists at his chest, hitting him as hard as she could while crying her heart out. All the pain and heartache was seeping out of her pores and all Jessenia wanted to do was hurt him as much as he hurt her. She did this for another twenty minutes and finally sagged, dropping her fists at her sides.
"What do you want from me now?" She whispered desolately, not trusting her voice because it would crack under pressure.
"I want you to give me a chance to explain what happened before you lash out at me." Damon stated calmly, knowing getting pissed off at what the hellion sisters did wasn't going to solve anything between them. "You ran out on me, Senia."
"What did you expect me to do?" She demanded, breathing heavily from exerting a lot of her strength hitting him. "You clearly don't want me, the note told me everything I needed to know."
Damon snorted, pulling the note out and dropped it on her chest. "Oh you mean this?" When she nodded and refused to look at him, Damon grabbed her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his again. "Jessenia, that's not my handwriting. Do you want me to prove it to you?"
Jessenia didn't understand, confusion registering in her eyes. "I-I don't understand…"
Sliding off of her, Damon walked over to the small pad of paper and pen, scrawling something on the pad before ripping it off, handing it to her. "Look at it and then look at the note." He ordered, watching as Jessenia took it with a shaking hand. "Go on."
Taking it, Jessenia looked down at the notes and compared them, her jade eyes widening in shock.