By the time Damon returned, Stefan was already freaking out about the whole situation.
Stefan's POV
'Had the world gone mad? What was with Khloe and her attire? First she disappears without a word and then comes back looking like she was mugged of her clothes and attacked by a tornado…she storms to her bedroom and locks the door behind her without answering a question from my part.'
Damon enters the living room pretty much with the same expression as the Original earlier and ignores me, going straight to the fridge and picking up a bag of blood.
"Where the hell have you been Damon? And why is Khloe acting like that?"
He sips his blood calmly without even acknowledging my presence and I finally snap and press him into the kitchen wall…
"God damn it Damon, what the fuck happened?"
He pushed my hands away from his neck and scoffed…
"You sure you wanna know? Because you won't like it, that's for sure…"
I nodded even though I already had a pretty good idea what happened between them: she loves him- he left- she went after him- they made out and now they're all good, right? Then why is Khloe upstairs crying herself to sleep?
"Okay but remember, you asked for it. Well, after I left here I went to the local bar and got so wasted that I couldn't even walk by myself, then this vampire came behind me and injected me with vervain, took me to an abandon house and tied me up; he and his other 6 pawls tortured me for 2 days before our girlfriend came and kicked some buts…apparently the vampire council wanted us dead because of our way of life and the danger we put our kin by being so bloodthirsty…then she fed me her blood so I wouldn't pass out on her- by the way, have you tasted her blood already? If not, God, you don't know what you're missing…she tastes divine and so addictive, I'm telling you- I could give up human blood in exchange for hers. But by the constricted face of yours, I assume you haven't so I'll go on with the rest of the story…so you see, we were in the woods and we started fighting, holly shit she's hot when she's all worked up but she's even hotter when flushed with desire…" I felt my face change and the demon take over even though this was my brother who I wanted to stake or drain for talking like that about my Khloe and rubbing my face in the fact she loved him too.
"Shut up, brother…shut the hell up or I'll make you!"
"I warned you, Stefan, but you chose not to listen so now you get to hear me out. We had wild sex in the middle of nowhere and it was amazing…we exchanged blood and I felt like dying from so much pleasure…we both came so hard that it took us 5 minutes after climaxing to just move from our embrace…she screamed my name to the sky over and over again until I silenced her with a kiss…we told each other 'I love you' and it was the most perfect moment of my existence because it was real this time."
I clenched my fists and tried to calm myself down but couldn't do it so I ended up throwing Damon out the window and breaking a chair's leg into a make shift stake which I later used to stab him in the stomach. He took the piece of wood out and launched himself at me but I was faster so I dodged him easily…
"You had to take her away from me just like you did with Katherine…why do you hate me so much, Damon? What did I ever do to you?"
"You made me what I am, little brother…not that bitch Katherine. I turned because of you, I've spent a hundred years being a slave to human blood and killing everyone around me…because of you, Stefan. Because you needed me and didn't want to be alone…did you ever think that I didn't want this life, that I had rather died that day than be this monster? Of course you didn't…But you know what, this time it isn't about you anymore…I love Khloe and I'm going to fight for her because she deserves it, even if I have to fight the only family I have left."
I gave up fighting and let him pin me to the ground, stake aimed at my chest. He was preparing for the final blow because he hated his own brother for making him complete the transition all those years ago…
"Do it! Kill me but know that the pain doesn't go away once I'm gone..."
Khloe's POV
I had finally fallen asleep after crying my heart out because I felt powerless when it came to taking a decision…or better yet I was afraid to make the only decision possible. I had made a promise to myself before entering the Salvatore brothers' life…I had promised not to destroy the bond between them and I won't let it get to that, even if I have to sacrifice my own heart in the process.
I was suddenly awakened by the sound of glass breaking and yelling outside…
'Oh no! Damon, Stefan…'
What if the vampires still came for them while I was asleep?
I went outside as fast as I could and found the brothers at each other's throats…Damon had a stake pointed to Stefan's chest and the latter did nothing to prevent the deathly blow that was to come. I felt like life was being sucked from my body at the sight because I had broken my promise and made them hate each other when I only wanted to bring them more together.
"Stop it! Both of you…stop fighting! Can't you see it's killing me to see you like this? All I wanted was to make you brothers again, instead you're ready to kill each other and for what? For me? Well let me make this easier for you…"
It hurt to do so but I had to…just like with Noah, the Salvatores needed to forget me and go on with their lives. Against all I've done to be better than the monster, it seemed everywhere I went destruction and hate followed me, making me think I was doomed to spend eternity alone…
The witch my brother killed didn't only make us like this; apparently she also cursed us to roam the Earth alone, never staying in one place and never finding peace. Everyone was better off without me, the planet was a better place without me in it…too bad suicide was not an option. My brothers took care of that when they burned the white oak and scattered the ashes over the seas so no one could defeat us…I should know, I searched for a way out of this misery almost all eternity.
With tears in my eyes I went to Stefan first and looked straight into his eyes, pupils dilating and compelling:
"I'm so sorry for doing this even though I promised to never compel you. I also promised to never turn you two against each other but I failed to do so…I love you both, more than I love myself, more than I ever loved anyone else and it's because of that being selfish with you isn't an option…why I have to do this…I don't deserve your love because all I can bring to this world is heartbreak…I'm sorry for hurting you Stefan, but no matter what happens know you are not a monster…you're a good person who deserves to be given not half of a heart, but the entire thing."
"No…" He too had tears in his eyes, sensing the goodbye in my words and never wanting to let go…
"You will forget ever knowing me and loving me but will remember everything I taught you…but it will feel as if you always knew it. You will also go on with your life and stop being afraid of being loved because you're not truly living if you don't feel…and maybe someday true love will present itself and together you would be happy. You deserve all the happiness in the world…Goodbye, my love!" I kissed him one last time so I could forever remember the feeling of his lips on mine and how perfect they molded together…I could taste salt both from his tears and mine and that's when I knew that nothing will be ok anymore…'cause nothing hurt more than to turn your back on love.
I turned to Damon, who was watching me with fear in his eyes, seeming to try to run and escape my compulsion yet being nailed to the ground…
"Don't do it, Khloe! Don't destroy everything we have…don't let it end like this."
"I never wanted it to come to this, Damon. But I'm cursed and by being with you I only expose you to pain and suffering…I thought I could escape it by being a good person but not even an Original can cheat death and magic."
"Why did you make feel then? If in the end you would just destroy me, why putting me back together and giving me a reason to live?"
I stroked his cheek and he leaned into my hand, covering it with his…I sobbed even harder as I put my forehead against his and breathed in his smell for the last time.
"This isn't the end, love. This is the beginning of a new life for you…can't you see that you get a second chance, a clean slate? I will take the pain away, Damon, and free you from myself…only then you can start living again."
He kissed me and whispered against my lips with as much heartbreak as he could gather:
"But I don't want to live without you. I haven't been living before I met you and I won't be after you're gone…even if you compel me to forget you."
"I'll make sure you will…please, please don't make this harder than it already is. There's just so much hurt I can take…"
"Then don't do it. We can be together, just the two of us…we can run away and be happy. Don't abandon me, Khloe…not when I need you the most."
"Just let me go, love…I'm no good for you- I'm too broken. I sabotaged my own chance at happiness- how screwed up is that? You said it yourself that 'you deserve better' and I can't give you that…now let me make it up for my mistakes."
He closed his eyes, desperately fighting me while holding on to dear life…
"Open your eyes, please. Open them, God damn it!"
"No…" and tears fell off his cheeks and crashed around me. 'Why God? What have I done wrong to deserve this? Death would be merciful right now…'
I opened his eyes forcefully and compelled him to forget, just like I had done with his brother…now that I no longer existed for them, I felt numb as the switch went off, making the pain bearable but never truly forgotten. It was so hard to let go but I had to so I left…leaving my heart behind and heading to absolutely nowhere because I had just left home.
I gave in to the demon for the first time in a thousand years and bled to death 10 innocent people in my search for my brothers. Being the real me was better than pretending to be human so I let the bloodlust consume me and I found delight in other people's pain…their screams only subdued my own and their helplessness made me forget about mine.
I spent days covered in blood and surrounded by bodies because this way I couldn't feel my heart breaking because I no longer had one…just a faint echo of what I left behind. The shadows enveloped me so I could see nothing else but darkness and feed my own emptiness with death. 'Cause that's how I was born- from death yet it won't take me back, no matter how much I prayed it would…