November 20th 1864.
"Katerina? What is going on?" she was dragging me through the woods.
"We're leaving. They're rounding up the Vampires. Come on,"
"No, what about Damon, and Stefan?" I somehow couldn't wriggle out of her grasp, but she stopped, turned around and I felt like a small child. This is how it gets when she's angry.
"THEY'LL BE FINE, BUT UNLESS YOU WANT TO BURN, THEN I SUGGEST YOU DON'T ASK QUESTIONS,' she then returned to dragging me until we reached a horse and carriage.
I got in carefully and closed my eyes, letting a single tear drop, but not before hearing two gun shots.
"That was the Salvatore's."
"WHAT?" I made a move to open the carriage door, but her hand placed over mine and I looked up at her.
"They have my blood in their system. All they need to do now is complete the transformation," I scowled at her and pulled my hand back.
"You know what this life is like Katherine. Would you really want that for them?"
"If it keeps them alive, then yes."
"They wanted you to choose, didn't they?" she ignored my question and looked out of the window, "Who was it, Katerina? Who did you choose?" she still ignored me, "KATERINA!"
"I NEVER LOVED DAMON!" she screamed, "It was always Stefan."
I didn't speak after she said that but she will pay for what she said. For what she's done to Damon. Even if I have to pay with my own life. She will pay.
"I never loved Damon. It was always Stefan,"