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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I yelled. I've run into the distant woods, near the waterfall.
I don't know what to do with myself. I want to kill the girl. But I can't kill her.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!" I scream again.
SO. MUCH. FUCKING. ANGER.
How the hell do I deal with this?! I can't just turn it off, for God's sake! I mean, I can, but it'd be pointless.
BECAUSE ELENA DESERVES TO BE HATED.
I want to rip something apart. I punch a tree instead, the side of it breaking and splintering beneath my hand, which hurt. A lot.
"FUCKING SHIT MOTHERFUCKING WHORE I WISH YOU'D JUST DIE!" I cursed. I brush the bark dust off my hand and bite my lip, which turns out to be stupid because my fangs are bared. I lick my lip as it heals and pace as I decide I should probably try to calm down. So I go sit down on a log on the edge of the reservoir beneath the waterfall and try to think of different things. Peaceful things.
Happiness.
Vacationing.
Greece.
Romance.
Pleasure.
Sex.
Damon.
Elena kissing Damon FUCK start over-
"CARA? CARA ANN, I KNOW YOU'RE OUT HERE! Babe?" Damon came into the clearing, screaming, and approached me from behind.
"Unless you have something I can kill or eat you should back the fuck away," I spat. I want to stay away from Damon because he smells of her. But I've got to get rid of her scent somehow..
"Baby, I know you're pissed. We can deal with Elena later," Damon came and sat down on the log next to me, touching my thigh "but Liz called and she needs us," Damon said calmly. I stood quickly and Damon followed, I crossed my arms and said noting.
He cupped my cheeks and I met his eyes, Damon's fingers wiping the wetness caused from my unnoticed angry tears. "Plus, there's this really bad taste in my mouth and I need some help getting rid of it."
I smiled, "You're such an ass."
He smirked back, "Yeah, but I'm your ass."
And then I kissed him. I kissed my man who is my ass and is supposed to be my husband.
Mine.
I pulled of him and scrunched my nose, "That was a really bad taste. Damn hoe needs a breath mint."
He wrapped his arm around me with a smirk and we sped out of the woods. We got in the car less than thirty seconds later and he replied, "Won't need one if she's dead. I mean really- I'm actually pissed. She's just so... ew," he shivers.
My eyes narrow, "Yep. I'm still pissed. I'm forever pissed. But what's the deal with Liz?"
"Well, it's actually Caroline. She was in a car with Matt Donovan and Tyler Lockwood tonight when Lockwood lost his mind and crashed the car," he said.
"What do you mean lost his mind? Is Care okay?" I asked.
"All Liz told me was that he was is so much pain he lost control of the wheel. And I don't know, I'm sorry, babe," he said. Caroline's the last of the girls to know about vampires. If she doesn't make it, I'm gonna miss having that bit on innocence around me.
"Well then we better get to the- oh we're here," I stopped myself after realizing that the whole time Damon had been speeding, and we were already at the hospital. We got out, and ran in to the ER to see Liz pacing round the waiting room.
I approached her first, "Liz, we came as soon as Damon got the message. How is she?"
"She's in surgery. It's... they're doing everything they can," she said sadly. "But I need your guys's help."
"Sure, anything Liz," Damon told her. We walked over to a quieter area of the room,
"Mayor Lockwood is dead. They thought he was a vampire, he was killed in the fire," she told us.
I pretended to be surprised, "Mayor Lockwood is a vampire?"
"No no no no no, they made a mistake. He went down when the device went off, and they dragged him in with the rest of them. But he can't be a vampire, I've know the man my entire life! And now Carol is going to want answers, and all I can think about is Caroline and- and I just.." her voice cracked as she said this and I pulled her into a hug. Damon grabbed her some tissues as I cooed her, and when we pulled away she sniffled and took them gratefully, thanking us.
Damon and I walked down another corridor and Damon told me,
"I bet you could give her some blood."
I gasped, "Yes! It'll heal her, she'll be safe in the hospital and it will we out of her system in a day! Genius, babe," I gushed. But then, the Bitch came up with Bonnie and immediately protested,
"No, you can't do that!"
How dare she come try to talk to us! I was about to get up in her face but Bonnie cut me off, "Excuse me-"
"Do it. This is Caroline we're talking about, Elena! It took Emily years to figure out healing spells, and I've just begun my studies. Let her do it," she commanded.
"And if I do this," I started, "You and Damon go on a truce. Deal?"
"Nope. But you'll do it anyway, for Caroline," she said, then walked away. I turned back to the Whore and narrowed my eyes.
"Now for you-" Damon put an arm over my chest, blocking me from Elena.
"Okay, I know this is probably the last thing you want to do right now, but we all need to calmly talk about what happened tonight," Damon reasoned. I crossed my arms and let out a sigh.
"Yeah. One of the tomb vampires got into my house and almost killed John," she said.
I stayed silently angry as Damon questioned, "Uh, what? What are you talking about, after we left?"
She looked confused, "You guys were there?"
I scoffed, "Oh come on, Skank. You know we were,"
"Why did you call me a sk- Wait, when were you at my house?"
Okay what the fuck is up with her stupid act.?
"Earlier, on the porch? When I was waiting for Cara to come downstairs? Feelings were exposed, I almost barfed? Oh come ON, Elena, YOU KISSED ME!" he yelled.
She scoffed, "Oh, whatever, Damon. I don't have time for this right now."
She tried to leave, but I stopped her because of my confusion, "Okay, I guess you're too scared to admit it. I'd be too, but if you ever try it again I will-"
"Elena, hey," Jenna interrupted, stepping between us, "How's John?"
"Jenna, where've you been?" she asked.
"Uh, down at the fire department. I had to fill out a report, remember? I told you earlier."
"No you didn't."
"Uh, yes I did, Elena," she argued.
'No, Jenna, you didn't." Then Damon and I both put the pieces together at the same time, turning to each other wide-eyed.
"Oh no," he said.
"You've gotta be kidding me!" We ran out of the hospital and rushed the car over to Elena's. When we pulled into the driveway Elena pulled up behind us and got out to open the door. We stepped in to find Stefan lying on the living room floor with his arm broken behind his back.
"Stefan?" Elena questioned.
"E-Elena," he said, getting up.
'What happened?" she asked.
I sighed, "Katherine happened."
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"Did she say what she wanted?" Damon asked Stefan. We were sitting on the couch after Stefan had told us about his little encounter with Katherine, which was harmless.
"No," he replied.
"Well she certainly knows how to make an entrance," I mumbled.
Stefan paced back around the couch, "She said that she 'at least fooled a couple of us tonight,' what'd she mean?"
"She pretended to be Elena earlier when I was here with Jeremy," I said, "...with Damon."
Elena walked back in the room, "I told Jeremy. I just can't deal with lying to him anymore," she whined.
"You alright?" Stefan asked her, walking over to console her.
"No. I thought that with all the tomb vampires gone things would get better,"
"I know, Elena," he said glancing back at Damon and I, "we all did."
"Katherine was in this house, that means that she's been invited in. What're we gonna do?"
"Move," I suggested. She scoffs,
"Very helpful, thank you."
I state, "Katherine wants you dead, there's zero you can do about it, so you would be dead. But you're not,"
"So clearly she has other plans," Damon finished.
"Right," Stefan agreed, "So we need to find out what those plans are and no provoke her in the process." He paused, "So what happened tonight when she pretended to be Elena?"
Damon and I shared a look and Damon said, "Well, not to provoke another frown line to approach onto your very crowded forehead..."
"She kissed him," I blurted.
"And you thought it was me?" Elena asked.
"What do you mean you kissed?" Stefan questioned.
Damon stood up and helped me get up while saying, "well, usually when you kiss someone you actually enjoy their presence, as so-"
He kissed me sweetly.
Then I said, "But we thought it was Elena, because it looked more like a vegetarian nun being kissed by a butcherman rapist."
"I was the nun," Damon pointed out. Stefan went at him, but I stopped it,
"Hey hey hey! Come on, Katherine was the one who kissed him, not Elena. Elena wouldn't do that... Katherine would at least have enough time to plead before I killed her," I teased.
Elena's eyes widened, "Okay, we don't have time for this. John must know something- there had to be a reason why Katherine wanted to kill him," she started.
"She's Katherine," Damon said, "She loves to play games and you're fooling yourself if you think your gonna figure out what she's up to before she wants you to know."
"No, actually Elena's right. John could know something from Isobel," Stefan argued. Damon and I crossed our arms and rolled our eyes in unison as Stefan continued talking to Elena,
"You mother was in touch with Katherine, so maybe we could go to the hospital? Get him to talk?"
"I have a better idea," I said.
"What?"
"I'm just gonna ignore the bitch."
Elena scoffed, 'Is that a good idea?"
"Well, if she thinks she's being ignored, it'll lure her out. Worked in 1864," I stated.
"Oh yeah?" Elena asked, 'Then what?"
Damon and I shot out ideas back and forth,
"Kill her."
"Stake her."
"Rip her head off."
"Something poetic. We'll see," I finished.
Then we left and went to the hospital. I quickly slipped Caroline some blood, stayed for about five minutes to watch her heal a bit, then we left and went home.
When we got home I went upstairs, flipped on a little quiet music and went to the bathroom. I tied my hair up in a twisted bun so that's it still have those wider, looser curls for tomorrow. I wiped off my makeup and then stripped off my clothes, changing into a random Damon shirt. I turned off the music got into bed before Damon, who stayed downstairs to have a drink before bed.
I laid in bed a while, but I just couldn't fall asleep. I even tried making a playlist of some soothing music and played that, but it didn't help either. So I just went back to lying there, closing my eyes and waiting for sleep to come. Finally, Damon came upstairs and I heard him take of his pants and button-down, and he slipped into bed quietly, and I felt him scoot up close to me. I guess he thought I was asleep and said,
"Goodnight, beautiful," then kissed me under my right ear.
Daww :) he's so sweet-
^Is what I thought before he yelled: "DIBS ON KILLING KATHERINE! Night."
Damon and I are at Mayor Lockwood's Memorial. God, talk about irony. Nobody even liked the guy, yet all anyone can say is; "Oh, what a loss to the community," "He was such a great man," "Very friendly man, he was."
*Echem, more like; "Finally, Carol can take over!" "Mayor Lockwood? Psh, ass," "He asked me when I'm expecting and I'm not pregnant."
But I look good so who cares. I'm wearing a black tiger-face tank dress, the tiger has green eyes so I added a little mint green eye shadow just under my bottom lashes for a little pop. I'm also wearing vintage black floral-net tights and creme pumps with a single strap. I'm wearing my favorite two string pearls and pearl in my second ear piercing, mint green roses in the first. Damon's wearing nice black slacks and a black button-down with the top two buttons undone.
Damon and I were just standing casually, making small talk when we saw a young man, early twenties, come in with after hugging Tyler at the doorway.
"Who's that?" I asked.
"I don't know, babe. Let's ask Liz," he took my hand and led me over to Liz, who was wearing her Sheriff's uniform.
"Liz, who's that guy talking to Carol?" Damon asked.
She followed his eyes, "Oh, that's Mayor's younger brother- Mason Lockwood."
"Is he on the council? Like, John Gilbert was when he rolled in?" I asked.
"He's nothing like John," she scoffed, 'For one he's not an ass. He's not a believer, either. He wants nothing to do with the council... Too preoccupied with finding the perfect wave."
Surfer boy..."Hmm."
"Thanks, see ya," Damon said as Liz walked away.
"Let's go find some snacks," I suggested.
"You're my snack," Damon smirked.
"Oh, be quiet," I rolled my eyes and we walked in to the dining room, and there was a whole bunch of platters of fruit and cheese.
"Yumm," I popped a grape in my mouth, the tried to hand one to Damon. He just opened his mouth and said 'Aaaaaaah!" I popped it between his lips and chuckled. Bonnied approached us,
"Did you know the Gilbert device affected Tyler Lockwood?"
Well hello to you, too, bitch.
"Well, I know it took the Mayor down," Damon replied.
"Don't you wanna know why?"
I ate a cracker then turned to her, "Yes, Bonnie, I would love to know why a non-vampire was tortured by the vampire torture device that you let John Gilbert use against us. Also, that concluded anything we had that resembled a friendship. I'm on Damon's side," I stated. She looked a little hurt. But then Damon said,
"Speaking of your guilt, how's Caroline?"
"She's much better."
"You're welcome," I added.
"No, you're welcome," she argued.
I scoff and face her, "Why am I welcome?"
"You two live to see another day," she spat.
"No good deed with you goes unpunished, does it?" Damon asked. Then he fed me a grape and some cheese with smile.
"Good doesn't undo the bad. I know what you two are, and you may have the Sheriff, and everyone else fooled, but not me."
"Mm," I hummed, kind of amused with her authoritative tone.
She narrowed her eyes, "One wrong move and I'm gonna take you out."
"Hmm, now you need to stop with the witch's brew- you're starting to believe your own press," Damon warned, putting his hand on his hip. She looked away, and Damon and I smirked with amusement. But then she shot back as us with a glare, and suddenly I could tell Damon feel blood bursting in his skull. I moaned with pain and Damon too, until it stopped.
"Oh.. you gave him and aneurism. But I've been around a long time, Bonnie. Gonna have to do better than that," I whined. Damon and I walked away,
"You're gonna have to teach me how to block those," Damon said.
"I will, promise. But it takes time," I told him. We walked out onto the front porch, Damon's arm over my shoulder. Nice and peaceful till Elena decided she needed to confront us too.
"Hey," she greeted Damon, "How're you doing?"
"Walking on sunshine," I replied for him, "Thanks for asking."
"Damon,"
"Elena," I warned. Damon stayed silent, his arm still around me shoulder, pretending Elena doesn't exist. He scoffed quietly when she ignored me and said this,
"We should be close enough for you to tell me how you really feel. I really wanna know how you're doing."
I said this calmly, knowing this is what Damon would say, "He thought you kissed him, we were both upset, then there was a doppelganger hijinx and now we want to kill both of you. How do you think he's doing?"
"I think you're confused," she replied.
"Confused? About what, exactly?" I asked.
"Confused about who he cares about." This is where Damon stepped in,
"No, I have no confusion. I think you're confused and hurt- hurt because when you heard that I rejected your metaphorical kiss and confused because you're realizing you have a little crush on me. History always has to repeat itself, doesn't it?" he spat.
She blushed, then started to walk away, but asked, "Why was it so surprising that I would kiss you?"
I commented, "He just said, history repeats,"
Damon answered fully, "I wouldn't be surprised if you kissed me, Elena. I'd just be surprised if you thought I'd kiss back."
She stared at him, teary eyed and whispered, "...Now I'm hurt." Elena turned to walk away but ran into Bonnie,
"Elena!"
"Bonnie, what happened?" she asked, wiping her eyes.
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Stefan's in trouble, is the first thing I think. Katherine's here, at the memorial, and she's talking to Stefan out by the pond. Damon, Elena and I are keeping ourselves hidden at the moment and listening to their conversation. Damon and I trying to get a little insight on what her intentions are.
"The Lockwoods have much more land than they used to. Possessions of all the tomb vampire built them quite a fortune," Katherine stated.
"Yeah, why did you want them dead, hmm? You're the one who turned most of them," Stefan asked casually.
"There's nothing more annoying than a vengeful vampire, Stefan. Just ask your sister-in-law," she scoffed, "Oh wait- they never were married, were they? Hm."
Stefan smiled as they came over to bench, with candlesticks stuck in the ground beside it.
"You haven't changed at all, have you?"
"You have," she flirted, "You're stronger, meaner... sexy."
"Don't flirt with me, Katherine. I'm not Damon, I don't have Cara with me to smack you out of your delusions. Plus, I haven't spent 145 years obsessed with you."
I rolled my eyes at this comment. Obsessed? I prefer dedicated to murder.
"Yeah... Based of your choice of women I'd say otherwise. Though I will admit, it bothers me that you've fallen in love with someone else."
"I was never in love with you, Katherine- you compelled me. I was in love with Cara, and you were with Damon... That was the only thing we had in common. And now I love Elena- it's never you, Katherine," he spat.
"Oh, I never implied you loved me- I know the truth."
"The truth?"
She stepped closer, trailing her long bony finger over his chest, "Deep down, you do love her. Cara. It's always going to be you, pining over what your brother has and you will never get."
Stefan scoffed, "Not true. The truth, is that you're the same selfish, lying, manipulative bitch that you've always been. So, whatever it is that brought you here, you better leave town. Because if Damon or Cara don't get to you first, I will hunt you down and rip your heart out."
I shared a look to Damon, bright eyes and lips spread wide in amusement with his threat.
Katherine shook it off, then said, "You wanna know why I'm in town? I came back for you, to help me kill off that redhead your brother's with.
"Well the problem, Katherine, is that I don't care about them anymore...and I hate you."
"You hate me, huh? That sounds like the beginning of a terror story, Stefan, not the end of one. Whether you hate me or not, it doesn't matter. Because you're sired to me, Stefan. So watch what you say and do to me, because I can make you do what I want," she looked into his eyes, "Now stab yourself."
Stefan fought this for a minute, straining against this insane hold over him, until he gave in and ripped the candlestick out of the ground and shoved it into his own stomach.
"Why don't you just order me to come with you?" he choked out to her.
"That'd just be to easy, Stefan," she smirked and ran away.
Elena started hyperventilating beside us at the sight of Stefan with a bleeding stomach wound, and ran over to him to help. Damon and I, on the other side, just walked calmly over. By the time we got there, a few minutes later, Stefan's shirt was lifter and Elena was using a piece of unknown cloth to dab at the blood around his wound. He was just finishing up a sentence,
"I was trying to figure her out.. playing along, I let her get to me."
I hid myself in Damon's shirt, "Eww, cover up, Fabio."
"And you've got a crazy ex on the loose," Damon said, "Look out, Elena- looks like Katherine's the only one in control of your boyfriend now."
Elena paused awkwardly, "Well, I;m gonna go check on Jenna and Jeremy... Let me know when you guys are done," then she got up and walked away.
"So, what's it gonna be, Stef? Dump Elena and fight for me? Huh, huh?" I said, making punching gestures.
God I hope he doesn't take me seriously..
"Ooh, yeah. You and me, Stefan- Fight to the death!" Damon mimicked me and we both chuckled. Stefan just sat there and said,
"No, guys. I told you, Cara, I don't feel that way about you anymore."
"Aww, come on," I sighed, "why no fight?"
"Yeah, I'd fight me," Damon chipped. Stefan looked at Damon seriously and said,
"Really, Damon, I promise- any thought of kissing Cara just makes me wanna throw up in my mouth."
I screamed, "Hey!"
"You know what I mean," he rolled his eyes.
He continued talking to both of us, "Katherine's going to try any play us all against each other, you do know that, right? She wants me to dump Elena to reunite will her to plot against you two again. In her mind, Katherine want Damon and I to fight for you, Cara.. Then if her thoughts were correct, and Elena does feel something for you, Damon, while you and I are battleing it out she might try to beat Katherine towards killing Cara. It's a big, twisted game of love and death that Katherine has planned for us all."
Damon smiled, pulled me close and then patted Stefan on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Brother, because our bond is unbreakable."
Stefan stood up and clapped his hands together, "Exactly, I think I feel the same way about Elena. So why don't we put everything behind us, because we need to stay united against Katherine."
Stefan turned to me and continued, "Elena kissed Damon. And seeing how angry that made you... it- You felt something," he gestured to Damon, "Both of you, anger, a passionate emotion that wasn't directed towards each other or some obsession with killing Katherine. So I'm not going to let her come into your lives and rip that part of you away after it's finally starting come out after all these years. She'll try to break you, she'll try to break us. And how we respond to that will define us, it's out choice. So no, I'm not gonna fight Damon."
Stefan left.
"Wow. What a speech," I sighed.
"Yeah. You think he's right?" Damon asked me.
"I think that Katherine's got a twisted mind, thinking that Elena would try to kill me. That girl couldn't kill an innocent."
Damon squeezed my shoulders and we started to walk to be car, "Exactly. But if Elena does have the crush on me that I know she does, she'd definitely fight for a chance."
We got into my car, Damon driving us home, "Yeah, I think she would too. Which puts me in a bad position."
"And what position is that?"
"A homicidal one," I answered. Damon chuckled, "I'm serious!"
"Oh, I know you are, babe. That's what makes you so great," he replied. I smiled and reached over to hold his hand. I laced out fingers together and then Damon lifted my hand up to his mouth and placed a kiss on the back of my palm. He's so charming :)
"There is one thing I'm a little concerned about," he said.
"What's that?"
"Katherine has control over Stefan," he stated.
"I know. But there's nothing we can do about it, hun. I wouldn't worry too much, it doesn't seem like she's willing to use that hold over him too seriously."
"Exactly, babe- which means she's most likely going to use it for the stupid, annoying things that will break us," Damon protested.
My eyes narrowed, "Good point. Now come on," I said as we pulled up to the house, parking and stepping out of Darcy, "let's have a well deserved drink."
We walked in the front door and I unclasped the strap on my heels my heels, carrying them over to set on the couch and Damon followed and poured us each a cup of bourbon. Damon put his arms around me from behind and rested his chin on mu shoulder and we stood in the living room. Just as he was about to separate, I sensed her behind me on the couch and I calmly said,
"Very brave of you to come here." Damon and i turned our attention slowly to Katherine.
"I wanted to come say goodbye to Damon," she replied.
I sipped my drink and Damon said, "Leaving so soon?"
"I know where I'm not wanted," she pouted.
"Don't pout. It's not attractive for you," Damon commented.
"Pshh. Ouch."
Damon and i downed our drinks in unison and Damon led me away toward the stairs. Katherine sped up in front of him, "What? No goodbye kiss?"
I jumped forward at her, "How bout I kill you instead?" she stepped back. Damon asked,
"What are you doing here?"
"Nostalgia, curiosity, etc.," she shrugged.
Damon''s mouth was in a thin line, "I'm better than inanimate one liners, Katherine."
"What are you up to?" I spat.
"Trust me, Cara. When I'm up to something, you'll know it." I narrowed my eyes at her. Then she made it worse when she looked from Damon and I and said, "Come on, kiss me? Or kill me? Which is it gonna be?"
Damon leaned in really close, and Katherine puckered her lips. I smirked as Damon bared his fangs at her and griped her throat suddenly, "It will never be you, Katherine! NEVER! So just stay the fuck away from us for once and get on with your life!" He released her And she went for him again, but I tackled her to the ground and grabbed my shoe from the ground, then shoved the heel into her stomach,
"Death is too good for you, and I will find a way to punish you properly. Now get the fuck out of my house before I change my mind!" I ripped the shoe out of her and she stumbled slightly before running out of the Boarding House.
I retracted my fangs, as did Damon, and we walked upstairs to our bedroom. I carried my Katherine-covered shoe up and rinsed it in the sink as Damon stood next to me.
"Oh, I forgot to mention. Last night? When you came to bed?"
"Yeah, what about it?" Damon asked.
"Your dibs is now invalid, because I've thought of a way to kill Katherine."
Damon smiled, "Oh ya? What is it?" I took my time replying, taking off my makeup, walking back into the bedroom and as I started stripping I fannly said,
"We're not going to kill her."
Damon gaped at me, "WHAT? Wait, WHAT?!"
"That's right. We're going to wait it out, and she won't know it's coming," I climbed into bed, "We can use that time to wait for the perfect kill/torture plan opportunity!"
Damon sighed, and stripped down to his boxers, "Oh, thank god. You almost got me there. And Cara?"
"Yeah?"
"You're a genius," he beamed.
I smiled as he slipped into bed, and kissed him.
"I know."
A/N: So there ya go! The outfit link I posted on my profile is for this chapter, and for the next one, FYI. Also, in case any of you were wondering, yes- I did omit the whole part about Damon killing Jeremy. Obviously it didn't fit in my story, so don't expect to hear Elena/Stefan talking to Damon/Cara about it- it just didn't happen. I'd really appreciate it if you guys would leave your thoughts/ideas for the next chapter below- I'm sure you all know what's coming ;);)
Au revoir!
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