Damon's POV
'It can't end like this'…I thought as I watched the love of my life saying goodbye and removing every memory of the past weeks which have been the only good thing that happened to me in this long and unwanted existence. 'It would be as if I never existed…'- that's what she had said before taking off and leaving me behind, as if that could ever be a relief, a new beginning as she referred to it. But how can one live without a heart even though I will not know I used to possess one…how can someone go on with a continuous nagging feeling that they forgot something, something so important it was worth dying to protect? I watched her blonde hair swaying in the wind as she backed away from me and my brother, taking one good look at us before speeding away with tears of heartache rolling down her smooth cheeks and although I could no longer see her through the dense forest that lied in front of the estate- I could still hear her whispering 'I will never forget you, my lovers!' and in that moment I fell to my knees completely defeated, waiting for her compulsion to take over me and leave me with nothing but emptiness instead…
I had the world into my fingers but somehow I let it slip away, just like my memories will…
I looked at my brother who was being awfully silent considering the situation, only to find him staring into nothing and completely still with a confused look on his face…'it worked…he doesn't remember her anymore but by the expression plastered on his features, he still misses her- only he doesn't know what he's pinning for.' Then why haven't I forgotten her already? How come I can still feel her lips on mine and smell her sweet perfume around us while knowing perfectly who it belong to? Is there something wrong with me or is this punishment for being selfish with my own brother, for wanting to take revenge on him when I should have done the exact opposite because if it weren't for him I would have never known what really living felt like…
"Damon, what's wrong? Why are we outside and why is the kitchen window broken? Oh my God, brother…you're bleeding. Why haven't you healed already?"
I looked down at my stomach and saw what Stefan was talking about…the place where he had staked me earlier was still bleeding and the first explanation that came to my mind was that my heart was bleeding for Khloe… but the second one felt more plausible so I went with that, seeing how it was the answer to all my problems.
"Vervain…some crazy vampires kidnapped me and vervained me but don't worry, I took care of them. They won't be a problem anymore." I had to lie, to protect her secret at least until I figured out what to do next. My first reflex was to run after her, surely tracking her wouldn't be hard while her smell was still lingering in the air but then what? She would probably keep me hostage until it was out of my system and she could finish what she started…and that was not an option. I need a plan and some blood to heal my wound…but most importantly I needed I good night sleep because thing would seem clearer in the morning.
"Let's get you cleaned up and then some blood, brother." He helped me inside and then brought me a blood bag while I changed myself in something more comfortable and less stained. I went to my room and straight to the bed, not wanting to deal with any of it until sun came up…yet Stefan wasn't going to let me get away that easily…"What did they want with you, Damon? What have you done now? And why can't I remember when you got home?" Urhh, really? Hmmm…
"How should I know why you can't remember anything? Maybe you had too much to drink, did you thought about that? And as for your other questions, the answer is I got into a fight with one of them and then his buddies hopped on to save him. Now please leave me alone…I need my beauty sleep cause looking as hot as I do requires a lot of sacrifices…" That should get him the hell out of my bedroom…
"What sacrifices brother, you're a vampire, remember? That's the only sacrifice you had to make…" He snickered and left with a smile, a sincere one, nothing like the ones I used to see on him before all of this happened…it seems he's not broken anymore and I'm really happy for him but can't help think that maybe forgetting would have been better than knowing what I know when there's nothing I can do to change her mind.
'Tomorrow, Damon, you can deal with everything then…right now just sleep and restore your strength for whatever comes next.' And so I did because the last 3 days had been truly exhausting and demanding…
Khloe's POV
I was now two towns away from Mystic Falls and getting really tired of running so I stopped to feed 'cause as long as I'm on human blood I don't need to stop and rest for the night. I walked into a bar from where I would pick my next meal, preferably highly intoxicated and smoking hot, those were my preferences at the moment. I took a sit at the bar and asked for bourbon on the rocks…just like my Damon drinks it…and downed it in one gulp when remembering what I had done to the poor Salvatores and even more so what I did to myself.
My attention was switched from the drink in my hand to a tall brunette girl who seemed awfully familiar to me but couldn't quite put my finger on it. Of course I had only seen her in a photo and it have been a hundred years since it was taken but when the name 'Katherine' rang in my ears, I immediately made the connection and thanked the devil for putting her in my path when I was in a shitty mood like this one. A little fun doesn't hurt anyone, right?
She was bathed in attention from several drunken men drooling all over her and she reveled in it…of course she did, a bitch will always be a bitch, right? She was seductive and malicious, probably here for the same reason as I was- feeding…what she didn't know was that tonight might be the last time she gets to sink her fangs into someone else's neck. I waited until she had picked up a hormone raging male and took him outside behind the dumpsters so no one could see them…Well no one except me. I snuck up on them and just before she sunk her fangs in the guy's jugular, I stumbled in, portraying a frightened lost girl who didn't want any troubles…oh, how wicked I can be sometimes, especially when it concerns my boys…shit! I must stop calling them like that; they were never mine and never will be now.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't know someone was here…I guess I'll just leave now."
"Nonsense. Please join us…you look so much more delicious than my friend over there." She was standing right in front of me, trying to be all innocent and vulnerable yet sexy at the same time…I felt like laughing at her amusing comment but contained myself only to prolong the fun of acting.
"I…I don't know what you're talking about, miss, but I wouldn't do that. I'm a respectable young woman with a husband waiting for me at home. Whatever this is, I don't want any part in it." I made two steps back heading for the parking lot when I saw her features changing and her body attack…dodging her was a piece of cake and the look on her face when she made contact with the cement was priceless. I just wish Damon and Stefan could see this…
She came at me again only this time I caught her by the throat and threw her into the wall with vampire strength…she stumbled to the ground, all defensive and frightened because she hadn't met many of our kind older than her 500 years…
"Who are you? What do you want from me?"
"Ahh, always the same questions…'Who are you?'- 'Why are you doing this?'...Really Katherine, that's all you got? I expected that from a human but from you…well let's just say after your little act before; I thought you were tougher than this. I see spending time with my brother has done nothing to improve your skills in the fighting department…but then again I do have 900 years on you little girl."
"You're Elijah's sister…"
"Hmm, I see my brother still remembers me and has the courtesy to speak of me from time to time. How is he? Or did you already get bored and dumped his sorry ass? Oh no, you wouldn't be alive if you did…"
"He said you're no longer killing…that you gave up this kind of lifestyle. Why do this to me, then; to your brother's girlfriend?"
"Did he now? Apparently he was wrong but don't tell him that, he doesn't like making mistakes. But the latter question is indeed a good one…if only I cared enough to explain it to you. Ughh, but I see how poorly Elijah's taste in women is…"
She was really freaking out by now but she wanted to know why I was doing this so she didn't try to run, instead we engaged into some small talk, like from an ex to another.
"If you're going to kill me at least you could tell me why."
"Oh, okay, if you insist. Three words…the Salvatore brothers." Her eyes darkened at the mention of Stefan and Damon but she refrained from jumping at my throat…
"What about my long lost lovers? Do they miss me? Because I surely miss them…"
I had to admit that she did not lose her temper even in front of death though she will soon, after I'm done with her…
I ached to finish her off not because she broke Stefan and Damon but because of her foolishness in letting them go…
"If by missing, you mean they want you dead then yes, they do miss you. You stupid girl…how could you turn them if you knew that their love for you was a lie; that the moment the memories kicked in, they'll hate you for ruining their lives? Though you did do me a favor by turning them…they are so much hotter and stronger when they're undead, right?"
I thought I saw a flash of pain in her eyes but it was long gone before she spoke again…
"You're in love with them…"
"Now what would make you believe that? Of course, sex with them is amazing and all but don't forget who you're talking to, sweetie. We Originals do not fall for weaklings like yourself…"
"Then why are you here? Why come after me?"
"Honey, the only reason I'm able to do this is the fact that destiny decided to play a prank on you and bring you to me. It's all a coincidence so don't flatter yourself…I'm just bored and thirsty also do remember you were the one who invited me to join your little party earlier. Is there something you would like my dear brother to know after your unfortunate death? 'Cause I'm all for being the messenger…of death." I let out a small laugh stepped forward until I could reach her heart within an extension of my arm…
"Please don't…look, I'm sorry for messing with the Salvatores but that's not me anymore; I've changed. I love Elijah and he loves me…he will never forgive you for this, you know that, right?"
"Don't pretend to know me or my family, Katherine…just because you're fucking my brother doesn't mean you have any idea about us. Also I do not care anymore what he thinks of me when clearly I think nothing of him since you came in the picture. Although if you had caught me 2 weeks ago, I probably would have speared your life, even though you're a narcissistic, crazy bitch…but you begging me is to no avail at the moment- you piss me off that much."
I grabbed her heart into my fist faster than she could blink, and I squeezed it just to give her a taste of what it will feel like to actually die. I took great pride in her shocked expression with tears in her eyes, dreading the moment when I would remove my hand and pluck it out of her chest. It was all about to be over when someone pushed me off with a force that equaled or even overstepped mine and there could be only 2 persons capable of doing that but only one foolish enough to do it.
"Elijah…is that how you welcome me, brother? Is that how mother taught you to behave, attacking a woman who happens to be your own sister? How disappointing of you, my dear…"
"Don't dare bring mother into this. What are you doing here Khloe after so many centuries?"
He was hugging that poor excuse of a vampire to his chest and clutching to her for dear life which was probably the most disgusting sight I had witnessed in over a thousand years, and that said something. The almighty Elijah, reduced to a silly boy blinded by love was standing in front of me and protecting his damsel in distress with the fervor of a knight…
"What a pity you ended up like this, brother…remember how you used to tell me that love is a vampire greatest weakness?...well you should take your own advice next time so you wouldn't act like such a fool for a soulless monster as herself…Really Eli, I expected this from Klaus but never from you- he's the one who enjoys easy women…"
"Don't talk about her like that!" He pounced on me for a second blow only this time I saw him coming so dodging him and throwing him into the wall was easier than I thought…but then again he was enraged and could not think straight.
"How dare you attack me for her? Your own sister, your family, your blood…does that mean nothing to you anymore? Has she put a spell on you or you were born retarded?" I sped to his beloved Kat and compelled her to take a stake and drive it through her heart, for theatrical purposes only…
She took the stake I offered although she didn't want to and pointed it to her chest, just above her ribs with shaking hands, all the while trying desperately to fight the compulsion…
"Elijah…"
I stopped him from saving her in time but what he said next made me hesitate for a second…
"I love her, sister…she makes me happy. Don't make me watch her die this way, I'm begging you." The tears in his eyes confirmed it so I let him go, knowing how terrible must be seeing the one you love die, at least thinking it. Those days without Damon have been the hardest moments I've ever been through- thinking those vampires had killed him and that I wouldn't get there in time…it was worse than dying. He took the piece of wood out of her hands and hugged her tightly to his chest as he removed the suicide-compulsion from her…
"Take good care of her, Elijah…because I'll be back. She and I have some unresolved issues and next time you interfere, I won't hesitate to finish her…Also when she breaks your heart and stabs you in the back- don't come crawling to me because you lost me the moment you chose her over your own family."
I left that cursed place with boiling blood running through my veins…Betrayal, anger, hurt and jealousy were all crashing on me at the speed of light and in this rhythm I would have cracked right in front of those two and lose any advantage I possessed because of this stupid feelings.
"Khloe, wait!" But it was too little, too late and I had already turned my back on him…
Next stop…my other brother, Klaus. I didn't quite like to admit it but I needed him right now…