DAMON'S POV
I stepped through the door and began to walk up the stairs.
"Thanks for the invite." I heard him say.
"Anytime." I replied. "And one question, how did you know about dinner?"
He looked hesitant.
I raised my brow.
"I was listening." He replied.
"And you just happened to be in the area?" I challenged.
He sighed.
"Look Stefan I know it might be hard for 'you' to believe that I'm a changed man, and I happen to like Elena. If you think I'm a threat to her well being your very mistaken." I said.
He rolled his eyes.
"But your sudden interest in her makes me wonder." I tapped my forehead and walked to my bedroom.
"Don't let the bed bugs bite." I said as I slammed the door.
He had heard about dinner because he was close to Elena's house. For some reason he seemed to have an interest in her. One that I wasn't quite fond of.
ELENA'S POV
I sighed heavily as I fell back into my covers. I smiled.
Dinner was success and I knew more about both of them. The mysterious boy at school that never spoke was actually quite friendly and someone I enjoyed speaking to. And the boy at the park was much more so a man. Damon was different. There was something about him, the hint of maturity that I enjoyed. He seemed carefree and I liked that.
I couldn't stop thinking about their relationship. It was sad. Whoever this Katherine was screwed them up pretty good. It's sad that she passed but she caused a lot of problems. Ones that seem to be hard to fix. I wondered what she was like. What was the quality she had that made them both fall for her? I lie there and thought about the last four days.
I hadn't really thought about it but come to think within these last days I hadn't thought about the death of my parents. I hadn't thought about the sadness.
And then I realized the only reason I hadn't is because he had come into my life. I smiled at the thought.
Things seemed to be happier for me.
I set my alarm and then crashed back onto my bed.
The morning came quicker than I thought it would. Thank god school was almost over. I took a shower and then combed through my wet hair. I changed into a dark pair of skinny jeans and a purple tee with a deep v-neck.
I grabbed my bag and slipped on a pair of cream colored flats. I felt more feminine today.
I ran down the stairs to see Jeremy hunched over a bowl of cereal.
"Oh so you've decided to go to school today." I commented.
He laughed sarcastically.
"Funny seeing as you skipped the other day." He replied.
I sighed.
"Yeah I saw you leave and then I saw you with that guy." He huffed.
"His name is Damon." I replied protectively.
"Whatever." He mumbled.
"Where is Aunt Jenna?" I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed my keys.
The drive to school seemed shorter than usual.
When I got to the parking lot I realized I was the first one there.
I climbed out and started to walk to one of the picnic tables when I realized someone was already here.
He was hunched over and looking down at his hands.
I recognized him immediately.
"Stefan?" I called.
He turned to look at me.
"Hey." He said.
"Hey." I replied. "I thought I was the first one here."
He smiled.
"Guess not." He said. "I'm sorry about leaving so early last night." He apologized.
"Don't be." I said. "I was actually happy you could at least make it." I smiled.
"Hey what are you doing later?" he asked me.
"Nothing, why?" I asked.
"I was wondering if you would like to come over." He said. "You know to get to know both of us better."
I smiled.
"I would like that."
STEFAN'S POV
I didn't know if I was doing this for my benefit or Damon's, but I didn't care. I was becoming friends with her. I'd gotten used to the way she would smile.
Why are you doing this Stefan? I thought to myself. It can only end badly.
I knew that becoming more than friends with Elena was out of the question and would cause too many problems but I couldn't stop thinking about what would happen if we did.
I walked into the boarding house expecting Damon to be right there. And he was.
"Why do you look so happy?" he asked me.
"No reason." I replied. "Oh and Elena is coming over. You know to get to know us better."
"Us?" he questioned.
"Well I would like to be friends with her." I said.
He raised his eyebrows.
"Right." He mumbled.
ELENA'S POV
I drove down the gravel road to the boarding house. I tried to follow the directions that Stefan had given me. I had to admit they did live somewhat far out of town. It reminded me of the countryside. I pulled up the narrow drive to the house. It was huge and reminded me of a mansion from the old times but yet it still held a simple beauty.
I climbed out of my car and walked to the doorway. I grabbed the gavel on the door and knocked twice.
Damon answered.
"Hey." I said with a smile.
He smiled.
"Hello Elena." He said. "Please. Come in."
I stepped through the doorway and my mouth dropped open in shock. It was beautiful!
There was a vintage chandelier that hung above the main area of the living room and everything appeared to be either black or brown. Although the colors were dark it was still beautiful. It had an antique edge to it.
"You like it?" he asked me.
I nodded my head, while my eyes frantically skipped from left to right trying to take in its beauty.
"It seems so antique." I replied.
He laughed.
"Our ancestors used to collect items and they were handed down through generations." He said.
"Oh."
He led me through the kitchen and through several other rooms.
He stopped in the hallway next to a door.
I raised my eyebrows.
"And this is my room." He said.
I followed close behind him as he led me in.
It was dark like the rest of the house, but the light from the window made it roomy.
I smiled.
I glanced down at all the boxes in the corner of his room.
"Wow, looks like someone's moving in." I commented.
"Mm." he said.
I walked over to his bookcase.
"Wow, you have so many books." I said.
"Our family collected those too." He replied.
I grabbed one of the books from the shelf and scrolled through it. A piece of paper fell to the floor.
"Oh, sorry." I said as I bent down to pick it up. I flipped it over.
My mouth fell open in shock.
Sitting before my very eyes was a photo… of me?
I looked closely; it was like looking into a mirror.
I glanced down at the neat cursive scribbled across the bottom.
"Katherine." I read. "1864."
I glanced up at Damon confused.
"Why does she look like me?" I said, my voice shaking.
I felt angry.
"Elena it's not-"
"Why does she look like me?" I practically screamed.
He sighed.
"I don't know." He said.
"Is that all you have to say is you don't know?" I ordered. "Is this some kind of sick joke?"
He rolled his eyes.
"Elena let's not be dramatic." He said.
My anger was growing by the second.
"Dramatic?" I hissed. "I think I have a right to know what the hell is going on."
Stefan walked into the room.
"What is going on?" he asked.
I turned the picture so he could see.
"Why does she look like me?" I asked. "And further more why the hell does it say 1864?"
Suddenly my head felt dizzy. This made no sense. 1864? That was over a hundred years ago, I did the math in my head. If they both were in love with Katherine then why did it say 1864? Then I thought back to all the things that seemed so obvious. The antique items and many books. The whole maturity thing.
I gripped my head hard.
Stefan. He never talked, always kept to himself and Damon. He had just moved back. But how long had he been gone?
These questions swam through my head, making my vision blurry. I felt tears of rage come to my eyes.
But I held them back knowing they would just make me look helpless.
I glanced back down at the photo. It was old the edges were torn and she was dressed in very vintage clothes. Her smile was slightly to the side.
My eyes were fixed upon the date. The four numbers scribbled in black ink at the bottom of the picture.
I looked up at them, with more anger, until I finally spoke.
"What are you?"
So i figured it was time to get to the whole "i know ur not human bit". I havn't been able to update because of computer problems but i promise i will update ASAP!
xoxox -malerie
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