Flashback
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Elizabeth held a dirty rag cloth in her hand as she mindlessly swiped it across the furniture upstairs. She never really put in much effort at doing her job like the others. Not that it mattered, all the Salvatores were too busy to notice.
She stopped by a brass ornament, as she heard a girl's laugh from outside. Walking up to the window she saw Stefan chasing Katherine through the garden. Will that boy ever learn about that woman? How deceiving has she been to both him and his brother this whole time? Maybe he is too young to realize what's she's doing. Stefan Salvatore is only seventeen.
"Isn't she beautiful?" A fellow worker, called Bell comes up beside me.
"Is she?" Elizabeth sneers in question. "I think she's a bitch," She answers truthfully, beginning to walk away.
"Elizabeth! You can't talk about the lady like that if Master Salvatore-"
"-heard me I'd be dead. Yes, I've heard it all before from mother. But I can't help but speak my mind," Elizabeth shrugs, pretending to get back to her job.
"Now you listen to me. You can't act that way in your position, you need to be respectful to your owners, otherwise who else will put a roof over your head and food in your stomach," she scolds, but the ignorant maid doesn't listen.
Instead, she rolls her eyes and makes her way downstairs to the foyer. There she watches as not only Stefan and Katherine walk through the door but also the oldest Salvatore brother, Damon. They'd been talking quite a lot before he went off to fight in the war. He confided in her about Katherine and his brother. How he felt used by her and hated playing along with her game.
They'd grown so close in fact that one night after Miss Katherine choose Stefan over him to spend the night with he came to her for consoling. Things soon got out of hand and she lost her virginity to him, but she didn't mind. He was a handsome man, and always kind and respectful to her. She couldn't deny that she had strong feelings towards the older brother.
As Damon looked up, the hand that was holding Katherine's arm immediately dropped. Any joy of seeing her diminished as he looked at the maid he couldn't get his mind off of. He wanted so badly to run to her, to kiss her like he did once before, but he knew he couldn't. Not only would someone see and tell father, but Katherine would see. He could only imagine what she would do if she knew he loved another.
"Damon, your back." Elizabeth, couldn't help but smile at seeing him around.
"I am," He nodded, smiling at her.
Oh, how he wished to kiss her.
"I'm glad to see you're safe-" She tells him. "I'm sure everyone is." She adds, to lower suspicion.
"We are," Stefan adds smiling towards his older brother.
Yet when Elizabeth and Katherine's eyes meet, there is nothing but hatred from the both of them. Even though there both smiling, their eyes hold nothing but loathing for one another. Katherine knows about Damon and this maid, and what they've been getting up to behind her back. She knows Damon has feelings for her, it's obvious to anyone. But all it would take is a little compulsion and he will be all hers again to do with as she, please.
Later that day, Elizabeth holds her hands behind her back as she tries to contain her excitement. She received a note from Damon to meet him in his quarters. It's been so long since she has seen him. A smile raises on her face for the second time today as she nears the room.
When she gets there the door is already slightly ajar and her smile slowly begins to fade. She watches the reflection of Damon and Katherine through the mirror. Both of them locked to each other in a romantic embrace.
How could he? He promised me he was only putting up with her charade. He promised... he said he didn't want her.
"Miss?" she hears a soft voice behind her.
She hadn't realized she was crying until the man's hand rested on her shoulder.
She turned around only to see Stefan standing there with a worried frown.
"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Salvatore," She quickly apologizes, hanging her head low she walks around him.
"Wait-" He calls out and stops her. "Why are you crying?" He asked.
He never talked to the maids much, it's what his father order him and his brother to do. But he couldn't ignore the fact that this girl was crying, and looked to be in some kind of distress.
"Nothing that is of your concern," She tells him, using the dirty sleeve of her dress to wipe at her eyes.
Her eyes. He looked into them in wonder trying to figure out if they were blue or green. Whichever they were, they were beautiful. He started to look at the rest of her, taking this girl in for the first time, and he couldn't deny she was beautiful, maybe as much as Katherine was.
"Whats your name?" He asks, politely.
"That is none of your concern, either," She answers back, turning on her heal and hastily making her way downstairs.
Stefan was taken aback by the girl's tone. He'd never heard a house worker be so...rude before.
The next day, Stefan is in the stables brushing down his favorite horse, hoping to take Miss Katherine for a ride once she is ready and dressed. Perhaps he should ask a maid to prepare a picnic.
"Excuse me could you fetch me a basket and some food for me and Miss Katherine please," He told one who was nearby.
She nodded and quickly disappeared back into the house.
A moment later the maid from the other day came into the stable carrying a basket full of food. But Stefan didn't look at the basket long as his eyes went to straight to hers. He'd been wondering about her all night.
"Hello again," He greets, smiling at the girl.
"Oh, hello Mister Salvatore, here's your picnic basket," She answers going to walking away.
"Wait-" He calls to her, and thankfully she stops. "How are you?" He questions her.
"I'm fine, please just forget about yesterday," She quickly answers, looking at the floor.
Elizabeth was beyond embarrassed to have been caught crying over a man. She knew she shouldn't have trusted Damon. But being caught up in new emotions she let them control her.
"If you wish," He nods, patting his horse.
There interrupted by a noise outside, a familiar giggle from yesterday. Both of their eyes travel outside where in the distance they see Damon and Katherine walking around the outer edge of the garden.
Elizabeth feels her heart clench slightly seeing him with her. She is quick to look away to avoid another set of fresh tears from rising. On the other hand, Stefan stares at the two feeling his own pain. He's used to seeing the two together by now, but it doesn't get any better. Slowly, he turns his head back towards the mysterious maid.
"It looks like Miss Katherine won't be accompanying me on my ride today," He announces, attaching the basket onto the horse's saddle. "Would you mind joining me?" Stefan asks the girl.
Her head snaps up, as she looks at him with wide eyes.
"Wha- me? Why?" She questions, bewildered by the offer.
"Well, I'd hate to have all this food go to waste. And I'm sure you would make nice company," Stefan answers her with a smile, even if he knew this was against his father rules.
Elizabeth was wavering on the edge of right or wrong. She knew her mother would scold her- no she would dishonor her if she did something this reckless that would get her fired. But she has been stuck in this house too long, and has never experienced riding on a horse before.
"I'd love to go," She tells him, returning his smile.
"Great, but first you have to tell me your name?" He teases, holding out a hand to her.
She takes a step forward placing her naked hand into his gloved one.
"Elizabeth." She answers him, with a sly smile.
He grins upon hearing her name and gently places a kiss on the back of her hand.
Present Day
Third person PoV
"You make it sound like Damon was in love with Elizabeth. Why would he go with Katherine?" Elena questions confused.
Stefan brought her to their family home where decades ago, he and Damon once grew up. He knew if he wanted to be with her, she would have to know the truth about Elizabeth and Katherine.
"Because Katherine wanted us all to herself, so she compelled him to be with her. She planted that note so Elizabeth would see them together," He answered her.
"Then what happened?" Elena asks.
"Katherine was so focused on keeping Damon away from Elizabeth, she forgot about keeping me away from her. Elizabeth and I spent a lot of time together while Kathrine was preoccupided with Damon. I even fell in love with her at one point. One night when I refused to meet Katherine in her chambers she knew something was going on. She found me and Elizabeth in bed together." He stops, closing his eyes as he recalls the memory.
"She not only compelled us to forget our feelings for Elizabeth, but she got her fired, thrown out onto the street." He adds, with a frown.
"That's horrible," Elena mumbles, feeling sorry for the girl she never even met.
"Katherine compelled us all our lives, she wanted us all to be together, forever and Elizabeth got in the way of that, so she got rid of her," Stefan said while reaching down and picking up a piece of old fabric.
Unfolding it, Elena watches in curiosity as he pulls out a matching ring to Stefan's.
"Is that Damons ring?" Elena is quick to question.
Stefan nods in reply.
"I took it from him, I have to give it back," He tells her.
"No. Don't Stefan, keep it hidden." Elena pleads, coming closer to him.
"Elena if I don't he will retaliate in the only way he knows he can hurt me," Stefan tells her, clutching the ring between his fingers.
"And how's that?" She questions.
"By hurting you-" He tells her, but his mind wanders to Scar, knowing that Damon wouldn't truly be able to hurt her.
Scar's PoV
"Ugh," I groan to myself, as I try to sit up.
Immediately my hand shoots up to rest on my dizzy head, as my blurry sight begins to clear. Looking around I notice I'm in a bedroom, one I haven't seen before, but from the dated interior, I'll have a good guess at saying I'm still at the Salvatore's house.
I can't believe I blacked out like that, that's never happened to me before.
"Look's like somebody's awake," I snap my head towards Damon as he saunters into the room.
"Where am I?" I ask drowsily, fully sitting up now.
He smirks, standing at the foot of the bed. I notice he stuffs his phone into his back pocket, never taking his eyes off me.
"You're in my bedroom," He answers.
Damon's bedroom... I don't even want to know who and what's happened in this bed.
I suddenly realize how dangerous being here is, alone with a vampire. I look out the window only to notice that it's now nighttime, which means I've been out for a good couple hours. There's no telling what he's done to me, or what he's planning to do.
My instincts kick in and I lunge off the bed, sprinting towards the door, only to run into Damon's body which sends me stumbling backward. I manage to steady myself before I fell over. Seeing how fast vampires can move, I know there's no way I could simply run away from him.
"Please, I just want to go home," I beg, hoping my words will urge him to let me go.
"Well, lucky for you I'm driving that way," He said, all traces of a smirk wiped off his face.
Obviously, he didn't like my attempt at running away from him.
"Come on, I only bite if I have to," He teases, walking away with a nudge of his head for me to follow.
I don't trust him. Then again when have I ever trusted him?
Deep down I know going with Damon is a bad choice, but seeing that he's much faster and probably much stronger too, there not much I can do. So I follow him, while still trying to be cautious of the obvious danger.
When we get to his car, I push my body closer to the door to try and stay as far from him as possible. I don't miss the eye roll he gave me, before starting to drive. The whole ride my hairs stood on end, waiting for the moment he would pounce.
But he didn't, at least for now.
"What happened earlier?" I question, still wondering what happened while I was out cold.
"I think you probably drank a bit too much-"
"Not with me, with you. Your face when you came into the sunlight..." I trail off remembering the sight of his burning flesh.
"Sorry to inform you, but vampires don't sparkle in the sunlight as some horrible movie franchises may suggest," He said with a sarcastic eye roll. "We burn."
"But, I've seen you a Stefan in the sunlight before," I add, frowning.
"We have rings, they protect us from it," He replies.
I look at his hands clasping the wheel and realize the chunky ring he always wears is not on his finger.
"And where's your ring?" I question.
"Good question. Stefan took it from me, which is why I've got to find him pronto," He replies, sending me a smirk.
"Why would Stefan take your ring?" I pry, raising an eyebrow in his direction.
"Becuase he doesn't trust me-"
"Does anybody? After what you did to Caroline, I doubt anyone can trust you," I snap, trying to hide my disgust.
It all makes sense now. The bruises and bite marks on her back and neck were all from Damon. Abusing her like his personal blood bank.
It makes me feel sick knowing what he's capable of, yet here I am, stuck in a car with him.
Am I suicidal or just stupid?
"Don't act like you care. I know you Scar, and deep down you couldn't care less if Caroline Forbes were to drop dead right now." He said while throwing a smirk in my direction.
"I may not like Caroline, but I have morals, and what you did was inhumane," I snarl, trying to control my anger towards this misogynistic, arrogant, douche-
"Makes sense, since I'm not human," He cuts off my train of thought.
I glare out of the window, watching as the car pulls up outside my house. I don't wait for Damon to get out the car, or tell me I can. Throwing open the car door, I quickly walk towards the door like it's my safe haven.
Knocking I pray that Elena is home and safe. Within a second it is yanked opened to reveal a disheveled looking Elena.
The relief on her face to see me quickly vanishes. I follow her glare to the person beside me. Of course, Damon is there, watching her with a blank expression.
"Scar get inside," Elena orders.
You don't have to tell me twice, I think, as I make my way into the house.
"Don't look at me with those judgy eyes," Damon snaps at Elena, who surprisingly holds her ground. "Wheres Stefan?" He questions.
"He's out looking for Viki," She snaps at him.
Viki? Why is he out looking for her?
"She'll thank me later," Damon pointed out, flashing a smirk at me.
"Did Elizabeth thank you?" Elena snaps.
I watch Damon's smirk instantly wipe off his face. His eyes wide and full of a combination of hurt and rage. But this only lasted for a second. Soon enough the hurt was gone leaving only rage, and I feared for my sister's safety.
Sucking up the courage, I step in between the two, but Damon doesn't step back which leaves me uncomfortably close to him.
Better me than her.
"I don't know what's going on, but Stefan isn't here so I think it's best if you leave," I said, trying to not openly threat him.
It's hard not to be angry towards Damon, he just has that kind of persona about him.
His smile all too soon grows back, and his icy blue eyes are closer than I've ever been before. He lets out a low chuckle, and it feels like forever that he is standing in front of me, practically breathing down my neck. He finally takes a step back, and my hands which I didn't realize were balled into fists naturally unclench.
"Tell Stefan I'm looking for him," Damon orders Elena before his beady eyes turn to me. "Oh, and a tip for later, know your limit."
I silently cursed him for that one, knowing Elena will give me a grilling about it later.
Yeah, thanks, Damon, you ass- I think while shutting the door on his retreating figure.
"What did he mean by that?" Elean questions, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow at me.
"Let's not talk about that now. I want to know what the hell is going and why you decided to meet Stefan this morning?" I list off, not nearly getting out all the questions in my head.
With a sigh, Elena moves from her position towards the couch to sit down. Patting the seat beside her, for me to sit down with her. Curious I sit down next to her. I watched her take a deep breath, before turning towards me with worried eyes.
She fills me in, about everything. And I mean everything. About the Salvatores past with Katherine and Elizabeth. Her talk with Stefan this morning about vampires. But most importantly how Damon killed Viki, and know she's in transition.
"Does Jeremy know?" I ask while pacing in front of her.
With all this information, I'm even more on edge than being in a car with Damon.
"He knows that Viki is missing, but he doesn't know what's happening to her," She tells me.
Thank God, the last thing he needs to know is that his girlfriend is a dead, blood sucking vampire.
"Wait- Damon did this today?" I stop, trying to recall the events of today.
"A couple hours ago, why?" Elena fire back, but I ignore her.
I was there, under the same roof as her when Damon killed her. I was there when Viki died. He killed her and then acted so nonchalant about the whole thing. He even drove me home like it was any other day.
Unbelievable.
"Scar?"
"It's nothing, Elena. I'm, um- just gonna head to bed," I mumbled out.
I run a hand through my hair, while practically jogging up the stairs. Once in my room, I slam the door shut and lock it behind me. Crossing my room, I reach down beside my bed grabbing the glass bottle only to see that it is empty.
"Fuck," I curse under my breath.
Pulling out my phone I check the time, and it's only fifteen minutes before the grill closes. I won't be able to make it there on time by foot, and I doubt Kevin would bring me a bottle to my door.
Collapsing onto my bed, I pull my knees up to my chest and bury my head into them. Taking deep breaths, I clutch the sheets beneath my fingers trying to block the urges out of me. I need a drink, badly.
But there isn't any around.
My head slowly rises and I look at my bedroom window in desperation. I could jump out and go to Kevin's house, or even Tylers I'm sure they have some alcohol lying around they could give me. But Elena will find out. And Viki's on the loose around town, I really don't want to run into her and be her first meal.
You don't need to drink, I try and tell myself, but deep down I know I do.
A/N
Scar is really dependent on having alcohol to solve all her problems, but now she starting to have some problems because of it.
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