Chapter 20: A Vampire's Greatest Weakness
"Love is a vampire's greatest weakness, and we are not weak, Elijah. We do not feel, and we do not care." –Klaus, The Vampire Diaries, Season 2 Episode 19
Elena's body shook as she slowly pushed herself away from the long dining room table and pulled herself to her feet. She stared between Stefan and Damon and shook her head as she tried to think of any words that could possibly save her from the fate of Stefan's unimaginable proposition.
"No, Stefan I am not doing that. There is no way in hell I am going to be just a pawn in another sick game that the two of you want to play. I think it's time for me to go home." She said shakily as she stumbled backward and tried to make her way toward the other side of the room that led to her only exit. Stefan smiled as he stood and in a flash was standing in front of her.
"Elena, I don't believe I asked you what you wanted. My brother here needs to prove something to me and this is the best way for him to do it. If Damon loves you, there is no way he will be able to watch you or share you with me. If he doesn't love you, it won't bother him one little bit. I need him to prove this to me, and you are going to help me…whether you like it or not." He said as his voice gained a slight edge to it as he spoke. Elena let out a ragged breath and continued to try to move backward.
"Stefan, please. I don't want to do this; you can't possibly want me to do this against my will. That's not you, you are better than this." She said as she tried to remind both of them of the humanity that she knew was hiding somewhere deep inside of him. Stefan nodded and slid his hands into the pockets of his faded blue jeans. He slowly raised his eyes to meet hers and raised a brow at her as he tilted his head to the side.
"Are you sure this would be against your will Elena? You've had me and you've had my brother. Are you honestly telling me that you've never thought of what it might be like to have us both at the same time?" He asked as he watched her emotion riddled eyes continue to scan the room for an escape. Elena swallowed and quickly dropped her eyes to the floor. She wanted to lie and say that the thought had never crossed her mind, but deep inside she knew that no matter what she said, everyone in that room would know the truth behind her words.
"I might have thought about it Stefan, but that doesn't mean that I want to actually do it. Things have changed a lot over the past year, I am not as naive and impressionable as I was when you were here last. Besides, fantasies belong in the mind and that is where I would like to keep that one." She whispered as she avoided the piercing green eyes in front of her. Stefan let out a labored breath and moved closer to Elena. He slipped his cold fingers under her chin and lifted her eyes to meet his once again. There was something softer about him now as she looked at him and even though she was sure it was just a facade so he could get what he wanted, it was still comforting to see that warmth in him once again.
"Elena, I know that you are in love with my brother. I read those diary pages over and over and I would be a fool to think that you didn't still love him just as much today as you did when you first admitted to yourself that you had fallen for him. But are you honestly telling me you feel nothing for me anymore either? Are you telling me that you don't crave my touch even a little bit?" He asked softly. Elena swallowed and felt her heart begin to pound slightly harder in her chest. A rush of emotions moved through her and she didn't know how to make sense of any of them as they seemed move at lightning speed through her now incredibly confused mind.
"I do feel things for you Stefan, but I can't do this. I need to go home and I need to go home now." She whispered in almost a plea as she tried to step back once again.
"We are not doing this Stefan. Look, I will do anything else you want to prove that I don't care about her anymore, but playing this game is not good for anyone. I just want that tomb opened, and this is just wasting time. Let her go home and you and I can take care of this man to man." Damon interrupted as he stood from his chair. Stefan nodded as his brother walked closer to them. Slowly, he slid his hands to Elena's shoulders and turned her toward where Damon now stood.
"You told me you don't want this Elena, now tell him. Tell Damon you don't want him, tell him that you haven't been dreaming of what it would be like for him to touch you for the past twelve months and tell him that you don't want to help him open that tomb. Tell him all those things and I will let you go home, no questions asked." Stefan said with a twisted grin as he held Elena tightly in place beside him. Elena stared at Damon and even though he didn't say a word, it was as if she could hear him screaming inside of her head to lie and to run from the house as fast as she could. But she couldn't lie; she couldn't say that she didn't want Damon. She couldn't say that she hadn't craved his touch every day and night since he had left, she couldn't lie…not anymore.
"I do want you Damon, God I want you." Elena whispered as she felt her body begin to shake and her blood begin to pump more quickly through her veins. Damon let out a sigh and moved a step closer.
"No you don't Elena. You never loved me; you just thought you did because of who I made you believe I was when we were together. I am not that person, I am not good and I am not the one who you are meant to be with. This wasn't love, Elena." He said quietly as he stared at her with cold eyes. Elena shook her head and felt Stefan move closer behind her.
"Don't you tell me how I fucking feel Damon! I loved you, I still love you and I will not lie and say that I don't just so that I can go home and let you two kill each other over something that Klaus started once again. If this is what I have to do to get that damned tomb open and get you back, then that is what I am doing." She said with anger and hurt seething from her every word. Damon shook his head and raised one of his hands to his face and ran it over his perfect features in exhaustion.
"Just go home Elena. You don't want to do this; this will only make things worse. Go home, I don't want you here. I don't want…you." Damon said coldly as he immediately dropped his eyes to the floor and shifted his weight slightly. Stefan moved closer behind Elena and moved her hair from the side of her neck and leaned down and placed a cool kiss on the side of her ear.
"He's just being stubborn Elena. I'm sure if you stay he will come around." Stefan whispered as he began to slowly trail kisses from the delicate skin of her ear down the side of her neck. Elena swallowed as she kept her eyes fixed on Damon. She slowly pulled herself free from Stefan's icy cold grip and started moving closer to the man that she had waited a year to finally see. In that moment she did not care if he said he didn't love her or even if he told her that their entire time together had been a lie. No, all Elena cared about in that moment was feeling the truth from him and there was only one way to do that. Damon could spout lies from his lips better than anyone she knew, but there was one way that she knew she could get past the smoke and mirrors and find her way into that beautiful stilled heart that he always kept so incredibly guarded.
"Damon?" Elena whispered as she finally stopped her movements and settled only a few inches from where Damon stood. Slowly, Damon raised his head and looked into her chocolate brown eyes and let out a ragged breath.
"What, Elena?" He asked, sounding both pained and annoyed. Elena moved a step closer and kept her eyes locked on his.
"Kiss me." She whispered softly. Damon stared at her, but kept his gaze distant as he slowly shook his head.
"We are not doing this Elena. Stefan can play his sick games somewhere else, just go home." He said sternly, but his last words broke just enough to give Elena hope that she was finally wearing him down. Slowly, Elena raised her hands and slid them up the sharp edge of his jaw and down to his chin where she finally turned his head so he had no choice but to look at her.
"I love you Damon. If doing this tonight is what gets you into that tomb and what makes it so that someday I could possibly be with you again, it is worth it. I will do this for you, but you just need to let me do it. I am strong, I can handle this. Please Damon, just kiss me." Elena whispered and even though the words were leaving her lips she couldn't believe she was saying them. She was agreeing to sleep with the two brother's that had both enthralled and destroyed her life for the past two years and she was agreeing to do it just so Damon could finally get what he wanted. In that moment she could no longer deny what she had been fighting for so long. She had never known true love until that moment; she had never known true love until she had felt it for him.
"Elena…" Damon started, but Elena didn't give him the chance to finish. Slowly, she moved closer to him and pushed herself up on her tip toes so that her mouth was just inches from his. She felt the soft warmth of his lips against hers and even though she wasn't completely touching him she could still taste the sweet bourbon on his breath.
"Kiss me." She whispered softly once again. Damon let out a sigh and then slowly lowered his mouth to hers.
Words could not describe the feeling that soared through Elena when Damon's mouth finally connected with hers. It was as if the world around them had stood still and time had refused to move as to not interrupt the beauty of the moment that the two of them shared. At first Damon's movements were slow, controlled and cold. He kissed her chastely and with little emotion, but it only took a few moments before his movements became erratic and his hands slid up the sides of her body and tangled in her long chocolate brown hair. He pulled her head harder against his and he moaned as he felt her tongue slide over the wet contours of his mouth. He plunged his tongue inside her mouth and seemed to fight with hers for control over a kiss that was simply unable to be tamed.
"Damon…" Elena moaned as she felt Damon's mouth break slightly away from hers and begin to trail down the soft curve of her jaw and down the silky softness of her delicate throat.
"God I missed you." Damon moaned between heated open mouth kisses that he began covering her every inch of bare flesh he could find.
"I missed you too." Elena moaned as Damon licked over her collarbone and then started to make his way back up her throat with hot kisses and scrapes of his teeth that sent chills throughout her entire body.
"I shouldn't have left without you. God, I will never leave you again. You taste so fucking amazing." Damon moaned as he pressed his body against hers and drug his teeth slightly harder over her pulse point and continued making his way toward her lips.
"Damon…." Elena moaned and then suddenly she felt Damon's mouth crash down on hers once again. He kissed her roughly, hungrily and with a need that she had never felt before. He massaged his tongue against hers, moaned against her mouth and sucked hard enough on her lips that Elena was sure they would be swollen by the morning.
"Well now, look who came around?" Stefan's voice broke through passion of Elena and Damon's kiss like a knife and Elena quickly pulled away and looked back at the piercing green eyes that seemed amused by their display of affection that had just played out before him.
"Stefan, just let her go home. All this proves is that I'm horny, that's about it, let her go." Damon said as he continued to hold Elena as close to him as possible. Stefan nodded and started to move forward.
"I suppose you are right, and so being the good brother that you are you won't mind if I steal her away for a minute then, right?" He asked as he reached out his arm for Elena. Elena stared at Stefan's gesture and then turned back to Damon. She faked a smile and nodded her head as if to convince everyone that this scene wasn't creepy at all.
"Don't worry, Damon. I wanted this remember? Now I get to have both, just like Stefan said." She said quickly as she choked on her words. Damon stared at her and then reluctantly nodded as he released her from his grasp.
"Well look at that, everyone being such a good sport." Stefan said with a smile as he then reached out and pulled Elena closer to him. He turned her around so that his back was to his brother and then he slid his cool hands over her jaw and lifted her face to his.
"Relax Elena, we've done this before." Stefan said with a smile as he looked down at her. Elena faked another smile and stared up at him as she swallowed nervously.
"I am fine." She said softly. Stefan nodded and then leaned down and pressed his cold lips against hers.
Elena had kissed Stefan more times than she could remember, but something about the way he kissed her that night was much different than the other times she had been in his arms. His lips were cold, controlling and felt painfully hard against hers. He seemed to kiss her out of competition rather than out of love or even lust for that matter. His tongue did not slid seductively against hers, but instead pushed roughly around in her mouth trying to control her. She realized in that moment that what they had was now gone and that the only man whose lips she ever wanted to taste again were Damon's and nothing was going to change that.
"I missed how good you taste." Stefan moaned as he pulled away from her lips and mimicked his brother's words as he began to trail kisses down Elena's neck. Elena swallowed and clenched her jaw as she looked over Stefan's shoulder and saw Damon watching with clenched fists as their eyes finally met. Elena saw the pain in his eyes and finally felt herself lose control of the emotions she had been trying to hide all night. Slowly, her body began to shake and a few tears escaped her eyes and spilled out over her cheeks as she felt Stefan's grip on her tighten and Damon's eyes become enraged with fire.
Damon was surprised how one simple moment could change months of planning and nearly a year of preparation. As he stared across the room at his brother with his hands and mouth all over the woman he loved he felt something inside of him break. He no longer cared about the tomb, Klaus or anything else that he had thought was so important before that moment. Right then the only thing he cared about was getting Elena away from his suddenly evil brother and making sure that she never shed a tear for either one of them ever again.
It only took a second, but suddenly Elena felt the room shift around her. She felt her body being pushed back from Stefan's with such force she hit the wall behind her and fell helplessly to the floor. She watched as Stefan was pulled from her and shoved against the other side of the room by the shadowed figure that she could only imagine was Damon. She heard harsh words exchanged, but the two men spoke so fast she couldn't seem to make out anything that they were saying. Stefan struggled against Damon, but something about the way Damon moved and the fire in his cobalt blue eyes made her realize that Stefan didn't have a chance in hell of escaping his wrath.
"Run Elena!" Damon yelled from the other side of the room. Elena stared blankly at him as she tried to comprehend his words and sort out the events around her.
"Elena, run, now!" Damon screamed once again. This time Damon's words hit Elena like a freight train. She quickly pulled herself up from the floor where she had landed and after one last glance at Damon, she quickly began to run from the room and eventually out of the large darkened house.
Elena could not remember how long she had been running, but by the time she looked up to notice the moon just above her head, she realized she was farther into the forest than she ever had been before. She looked around for any sign of life or even just a light to lead her back to the road, but there was nothing but an empty darkness that now surrounded her.
"Now what do we have here? My little doppelganger seems to be lost." A cold voice called from behind Elena. Elena froze and felt her heart skip a beat as she heard the thick English accent from the man she was sure was too close to her for comfort. Elena let out a ragged breath.
"Klaus…what are you doing here?" She asked, but stayed where she was standing. At this point in her evening she was too afraid to turn around since there seemed to be a ghost around every corner.
"Well see your little Salvatore boys were supposed to bring me a key and a coffin and see I don't have any of them yet. So what I am going to do is take you and lure them to me until I finally get what I want." He said softly, but in a menacing voice that sent chills up her spine.
"They don't care about me; they will let you kill me." She whispered as she looked around still looking for any signs of civilization around her. She heard Klaus laugh from behind her.
"Now love, I think you underestimate my boys. See they both love you very much. Love has always been a great weakness to the Salvatore's and I am going to use that to get what I have been looking for, and then I am going to kill you to send them a message." He said with an edgy cold tone as she heard him step closer to her. Elena's heart pounded in her chest, and even though she knew her idea was stupid, she lifted her foot and did the only thing she knew she could do.
In an instant Elena took off. She ran as fast as she could in the opposite direction of Klaus and moved as fast as her body would let her. After a few minutes of running she honestly thought that maybe she had escaped him, but just as she thought she was finally free she felt herself run into something that felt like a brick wall. Slowly, she looked up and saw Klaus standing before her.
"Why do you always run? You know I will always catch you." Klaus said with a smile on his face as he moved closer to her now trembling body. Elena tried to step back, but found her mind swirling as she stared into Klaus' cold eyes.
"Please Klaus." She begged as she tried to escape, but knowing she had nowhere to run to escape him.
"Now love, don't worry, this will only hurt a little." He said with a twisted grin and in an instant Elena felt the sharp stab of Klaus' teeth as they ripped into her throat. She cried out in pain and then suddenly the darkness of the night surrounded her and everything faded away.
Please read and review! So what did you all think? I thought for a while I might do the threesome thing, but that would be way OOC for Elena especially and I do believe that with how she feels about Damon she would have never been able to go through with it anyway. So what did you guys think? Please let me know if you like or dislike and I will make adjustments as I go on. I am planning about maybe 2-3 more chapters for this story and then I will move on to the sequel that I have already been planning and it will be epic! Please read and review and thank you to everyone for your kind words and reviews so far! Thank you for reading! Click the button Nikki