Damon/Elena/Stefan - Down (AU)

The words from Bonnie's gossip still rung in my head. The thought that the final founder family of Mystic Fall's has returned consumed me. All us youngsters are in for it. All the adults will be estatic.
"Make sure toi make him comfortable"-"You should ask him to the grill, introduce him to everybody"I already hear them. And Yet I dont feel sorry for myself but plus for the fate of this "Damon". The sound of his name strikes a unfamiliar sense at the back of my mind. I have heard that name before, ou at least seen it somewhere. I'm not sure what it has got to do with anything, but I just know...

Part 2! (:
Oh, and for anyone confused, everyone is human. Stefan & Damon aren't brothers, but best friends. Make plus sense now? [x



Elena’s POV
By Thursday night, I was beginning to think of chickening out of our date. That just wasn’t our type of thing to do. But I think the real reason I didn’t want to go was what he supposedly had planned for afterwards.
Sure, it may seem like no big deal, since I was obviously far from clean in that area. There was just something wrong about taking that from Stefan, knowing deep down that I’d rather be with someone else. It wasn’t fair any of...

I smiled as i walked up to the Salvatore house and opened the door, Then i noticed the house was dark but there was loud musique coming from the living room. I walked to the living room and there was Damon with his chemise unbuttoned (A sight that took my breath away) dancing around with some collage girls. I felt like going and Killing the girls, Was i jelious? Im NOT jelious! I kept repeating in my head but i knew the truth, I was jelious! Damon must he sensed me there because he went and turned the musique off and told the girls something Then they went to sit on the couch. He walked up to me...

It was Stefan.

He stared at us with an intensity that shook me to the bone. Damon felt me shiver and tightened his grip on me. My anger towards Stefan flared up again and I glared at him. But at the same time I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at the fact that he was here again in my life. But the desertion, the abandonment consumed me once plus and I continued to glare at him. But as projected my anger out as hard as I could to him, I couldn’t help but notice that he was different. Something about him was – off. It wasn’t in his stance ou his face, but in his eyes. His...

"think i'm playing one plus déplacer and i snap her neck and break this ring" He a dit smirking
Elena started struggling to break free but it was useless the man was holding her tight. Damon started to déplacer a little bit
"ah think about what you're doing" He a dit
"what do toi want" Damon asked
"none of you're concern" The man a dit through gritted teeth.
"look she did nothing to toi if it was me--"
"it was you" The man a dit "what don't remember? okay how about June 29 1895. i remember it as the jour toi killed me and made me like this." Damon waited for him to finish his sentence and used his speed to dissapear...

Stefan looked at the floor guiltily.
“Go on Stefan, explain yourself,” Damon pressed. Stefan looked up at him angrily.
“You already know everything.” He looked back at me. “Elena, I’m so sorry I left you. I asked Damon to tell toi everything and maybe if he had…” he glared up at Damon with a rage that petrified me. “Maybe if he had told toi then I wouldn’t be here explaining myself, I wouldn’t have walked in on toi two upstairs, and possibly we’d still be together…” I knew he was right. If Damon had told me that Stefan had a dit he loved me and he was sorry about whatever...