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Elena sat down near her parent's grave.
Sure, they weren't her real-real parents, but she did consider them that.
"Mom. Dad. I haven't done this for a while. A really long while and I'm sorry for that. It's just the fact that things have been extremely hard to keep up with. So, I've been in this weird love triangle. And I can honestly say, as much as people think it's awesome to have two guys in love with you, it sucks. Badly. I can't breathe. Because as much as I love Stefan, I also love him. Damon. I don't know why, or how, but I feel alive with him. And when I see him with her, I feel like I'm dying. And I hate it. How'd I get here?" she asked, her voice starting to waver.
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Damon was still talking to Alaric's grave.
"I like her. Well, maybe more than like her. And before you say I wanna be her boy friend, I don't wanna be her boyfriend! I just, wanna hold her when she's sad, and talk to her about her problems and give her my jacket even though she doesn't get cold and listen to her day and tell her about mine, and share a drink with her." He said.
"But, I don't wanna be her stupid boyfriend! I have no idea, how I even got here. Oh jeez." He yelled a little.
And then he turned his head and looked at Elena sitting near her parent's grave, to the Far East.
He walked over to her.
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Katherine sat on the roof of a building. Drinking.
"Why must these pesky human emotions crawl their way into me? I mean, really. I've tried to shove them, burn them, bury them and even not think about them, but they keep finding their way back. Damn it. I'm tired. I have no idea why I'm even doing this. I'm supposed to be the heartless one. I'm not supposed to be the one who falls in love with people! God!" she said, shaking her head and taking another drink.
Others had it so much better, she thought.
She shook her head. She stood up, and started walking down. She had to get that map to Anya's.
She started walking to the Michelson mansion.
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Others did not have it so much better.
Caroline was hiding in her house in case Tyler wanted to take her to the movies, or Klaus offered to take her to the park.
Sure, she loved attention, but really.
This was way too much, and her attention soaking sponge tissue was now dripping and full and she couldn't take it anymore.
She was going to burst.
Like one of those disgusting gel-filled pouches Tina Martinez wore in her shirt on fresh man orientation.
The thought made Caroline shudder, and snuggle further into her covers.
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Katherine and Elijah are in one room.*
"Katerina, I'm sorry." He said, eyes cast towards her.
She shook her head, smiling bitterly.
"No. really. It's fine. I'm fine. You have no need to apologize. Goodbye, Elijah." She said, meaning it.
Finding her ex-boyfriend naked in the sack with a witch was kind of hurtful.
But she was used to it, after all.
"Tell Niklaus to forget about the map. I don't want it anymore." She said, walking out of the house.
She took a deep breath.
Well, that hurt.
She shook her head.
If there was one thing she was used to, it was hurt.
She walked off.
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Damon walked over to Elena, who was sitting next to her parent's grave.
"You okay, Elena?" he asked, worried.
"WHOA. Okay. Stop doing that. I'm fine. Why?" she asked, breathing deeply.
"Well, you looked crazy talking to no one, so I decided to come here." He answered, smirking.
She smiled a little.
"Thanks." She replied, momentarily forgetting about him and Katherine.
And then it was back.
"No problem." He said a tight smile on his face.
"Damon, why?" she asked, hurt starting to crack her voice.
"Elena, can we move past that?" he asked, sighing.
"What? No! I mean, I'm not going to go all Stefan on you, but the only reason you did that was to hurt me!" she yelled, standing up and starting to walk away.
"What? No! It was a moment of passion, Elena. Let it go." He called, walking behind her.
"Let it go!? No way! Damon, she is a bitch! She doesn't care about anyone else, doesn't help, acts like she owns all of us, is completely unpredictable, and did I add bitch?" she yelled back, turning around.
Well, that wasn't true.
Sure, she was a bitch sometimes, but she did care about people. Back in 1864, she cared about both of them. And she did help people.
She was helping him.
And the biggest point. She looked hot, while she was naked in the sack.
"Okay, maybe sometimes she does? Okay? Why do you even care who I'm with? You have your precious saint Stefan! Don't blame me for trying to fix what you broke." He said, anger coursing.
"Because I'm still freaking in love with you! God, Damon!" she yelled, and vampire-sped away.
Damon stood there.
Shocked.
He'd been waiting so desperately to hear those words.
Desperate enough to date Katherine.
But the words felt heavy.
Like they were a burden he had to carry.
He wanted to run away. And never look back.
He walked off to the boarding house instead.
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Katherine sat inside, drinking, when Damon entered.
"hey." She offered.
"hey." He replied, not showing the inner turmoil in himself.
She gave him a drink and he took it, thankful that she wasn't asking him to explain himself, or if he killed someone, or what happened.
They both sat in silence, unusual for the both of them.
"Sooo…" she said, in hopes of making conversation.
Damon's inner gates flooded.
"Elena told me she's in love with me." He shot out, before looking carefully at any expression on Katherine's face.
Katherine, for some reason felt as if god hated her. Completely, utterly hated her.
She felt sad, and disappointed, and hurt, and tired of life, and simply hopeless.
Why did she hope again, she thought?
A flood of emotions and all she said was, "oh."
"yeah." Damon replied, disappointed at the empty expression on her face.
"So, um. Good luck, Mazel tov, or whatever." She said, standing up.
"You're leaving?" he asked, dreading that for some reason.
"Yeah. After all, this was a ruse. A fake thing. A women's psychology class." She said, smiling a little.
Women's psychology?
The biggest question?
Why do they fall in love, over and over.
"Yeah. Katherine, um-" Damon started.
Did this mean anything to you?
Do you feel something deep down like I do?
Don't go.
"Thank you." He finished, not even bothering to fake a smile.
"No problem. Good bye, Damon. Have fun with that boring carbon copy of mine." She replied, looking at him with an emotion in her eyes.
"Sure. Goodbye, katherine." He said, still trying to place what it was.
She smiled, taking one last look, and turned and walked off.
Stuck in her day dream.
Been this way since eighteen.
She smiled ruefully, her eyes filling with water for some reason and she blinked them away.
The worst things in life come free to us.
And we're all under the upper hand.
This was stupid. And she'd get over it. She always did.
That's why she was known as Katherine.
The heartless bitch.
If they only knew, she thought, walking off.
She shivered. It was snowing, slightly, but still snowing.
It's too cold outside...
For angels to fly…..
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