It was ruined. It was completely and totally ruined. Katherine had realized that she blew all chances on a reunion with the Salvatore brother she really loved. What was she thinking, pretending to be Elena? Bonnie was annoying, but not stupid. Katherine was lucky to be still alive. And so was Bonnie. She had Damon to thank for that. Katherine hoped, with every fibre in her body, that he would take her down.
She had tried to pass Damon’s message to Elena, but it seemed to be a Lost case.
“Elena, Damon needs to tell toi something” she a dit looking Elena sharp in the eye. “He wanted to tell toi himself, but he can’t. Bonnie won’t let him”
Elena’s eyes bulged. “What is it?” she asked all curious.
“He wants to tell toi that he loves you” Katherine said. “And he’s going to bring toi back”
“Back from where?” Elena smiled uncomprehending. “I’m right here”
How much self-restraint Katherine needed not to slap Elena, but she knew Stefan would never forgive her if Elena got hurt. And she needed Stefan to be not angry with her.
She drank a glass of whisky and broke the glass with her grip. She felt a stinging pain in her hand and watch the cut heal.
“You need to be plus careful” a familiar voice said.
Katherine froze. She recognized the voice, but didn’t dare to turn around in case she was imagining things. She wanted him to be back so badly it wouldn’t surprise her if she was hallucinating.
“Are toi just going to stand there?” the voice asked. “Don’t get me wrong, I like your back, it’s a nice back. But I think I prefer your face”
She gathered her courage and slowly turned around. Her cœur, coeur beat fast and painful. She wasn’t dreaming, he was really there.
“Hi, Katherine” Stefan said. “I’m back”
She had tried to pass Damon’s message to Elena, but it seemed to be a Lost case.
“Elena, Damon needs to tell toi something” she a dit looking Elena sharp in the eye. “He wanted to tell toi himself, but he can’t. Bonnie won’t let him”
Elena’s eyes bulged. “What is it?” she asked all curious.
“He wants to tell toi that he loves you” Katherine said. “And he’s going to bring toi back”
“Back from where?” Elena smiled uncomprehending. “I’m right here”
How much self-restraint Katherine needed not to slap Elena, but she knew Stefan would never forgive her if Elena got hurt. And she needed Stefan to be not angry with her.
She drank a glass of whisky and broke the glass with her grip. She felt a stinging pain in her hand and watch the cut heal.
“You need to be plus careful” a familiar voice said.
Katherine froze. She recognized the voice, but didn’t dare to turn around in case she was imagining things. She wanted him to be back so badly it wouldn’t surprise her if she was hallucinating.
“Are toi just going to stand there?” the voice asked. “Don’t get me wrong, I like your back, it’s a nice back. But I think I prefer your face”
She gathered her courage and slowly turned around. Her cœur, coeur beat fast and painful. She wasn’t dreaming, he was really there.
“Hi, Katherine” Stefan said. “I’m back”
The suivant morning
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of lit and put on his pants from the jour before.
“Hurry up, Damon. toi don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon a dit rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted par vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t toi step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah a dit as he walked past Damon.
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of lit and put on his pants from the jour before.
“Hurry up, Damon. toi don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon a dit rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted par vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t toi step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah a dit as he walked past Damon.