Damon and I were searching for Stefan. I was scared that Katherine did something horrible to him. Damon grabbed my arm when I was walking away from him, "Where are you going?" He asked. I jerked my arm away. It was dark out. The crickets were chirping and an owl hooed every once in awhile, "I'm going to check the backyard," I told him. Damon shook his head. His eyes were alert, "No, not by yourself," he said. I shook my head, "Damon, I can handle myself." I said. I ran to the backyard. Everything was black. The trees were black the grass was black. I was freezing. Katherine put pretty much no clothes on me. I only had one of my cami's on. I crossed my arms to warm up myself. I saw a large figure standing out. It was a shed. I ran towards it, "Stefan!" I hollered. I ran faster and faster, but for some reason I felt like I kept running slower. "Stefan!" I yelled again almost out of breath. I finally reached the shed. I tried to open the doors, but they were stuck. The doors were creaking, but they wouldn't open. I kept pounding it and kicking it. Then I saw a large rock near the shed. I tried to pick it up. I picked up the rock and threw it against the door. The door cracked open. I pulled the door and door began to open. I saw a body lying on a bunch of yard equipment. I ran towards it.
I saw Stefan' s face. There was a wooden stake pierced inside of him. I grabbed the stake and took it out of him. There was blood on him. I bent down. I let my hand stroke Stefan' s face, "Stefan, Stefan," I said, "I'm here, I'm here. C'mon wake up." I felt hot tears fall down my cheeks. I kept shaking Stefan' s shoulder, "Stefan!" I yelled. I sobbed into his chest. He is not dead. He is not dead. "Damon!" I yelled. I kept looking at Stefan. I brushed his hair with my hand. "Please don't leave me." I sobbed. I could hear footsteps from outside. Damon was at the door, "No," he whispered. Damon ran toward Stefan and bent down next to me. Damon put his ear near Stefan' s mouth, "He's breathing," he said. A sigh of relief came out of me. I rubbed my eyes. Damon wrapped his arms around me. I sobbed into him. Damon was stroking my hair. I looked at Stefan. Then the though hit me. I slowly got up from Damon, "He needs blood," I told Damon. Damon shook his head. He was disagreeing with me. His hands were on my face, "Trust me you do not want to do that," I said, "once Stefan drinks blood from the vein he'll go on a killing spree." I held Damon's wrist. Stefan could die. Stefan is weak now and he needs blood. I'm willing to sacrifice myself for him. He almost got himself killed when he pushed me away from that car. It was my turn to repay him, "He could die, Damon!" I told him, "Doesn't that matter to you?" Damon looked straight into my eyes. I lowered his hands down from my face. I let go of his hands. "Of course it matters to me, Anna," he said, "He's my brother." "Then let me do this." I said. I backed away from Damon. I found a knife lying on the ground. I slit my wrist. A grunt came out of my mouth. Blood dripped down my wrist.
I placed my wrist near Stefan' s lips. My blood stained his dry, cracked lips. Damon moved himself back, "I can't, Anna," he said with his back against the door. I didn't care what Damon said. I felt lips press my skin. To, what felt like needles, pierced into my skin. I felt Stefan sucking the blood away from me. He slowly moved his hands to grip my wrist. He sucked harder and it became painfully. I tried not to groan. I saw Stefan' s hazel eyes fly open. He let go of my wrist. Stefan sat up and gasped. My hand was on his back, "Stefan," I said relived and hugged him. Stefan had my blood dripping down his lips. Stefan stared at me and backed away a little, "Stefan, are you okay?" I asked. Stefan shook his head, "Anna, you need to get away from me." He told me. Damon came running towards me and held me away from Stefan. Damon ripped a piece of his shirt and wrapped the fabric around my wrist. Damon had my blood on his fingers. He looked at them and then looked up at me. But Damon wiped his fingers on his pants. For the first time, I actually see the Salvatores as vampires. They both looked at me. One with blood dripping from his mouth and the other that looks like he's going to attack. They were both staring at me. What am I supposed to do? I thought. My friends are whatever they are to me, they're vampires. Stefan stayed down. Damon was guiding me out of the shed, "Let's go," he said. I tripped on a shovel, but Damon caught my arm. We were out of the shed, "I told you, Anna," he said, "I don't know what Stefan' s going to do now." Damon was walking in circles. He had his hands in his hair. He was frustrated, "Damon, He was dying!" I said. Damon walked towards me and placed a grip on my arms, "You could of died, Anna," he said, "my brother will be hunting down human blood and when he does he'll never want it to end." I couldn't respond at all. I can't imagine Stefan harming anybody. Stefan was good. That's all I could see in him.
"He won't hurt anyone!" I hollered. Damon's grip on my arm grew tighter, "We're vampires. It's in our nature to hurt someone. That's the part every vampire likes. To hunt someone down and kill them! Do you have any idea what you've done?" Damon said. Damon was crushed. His grip on my arms were tighter and tighter, "Damon, you're hurting me!" I hollered. I felt my powers erupt. Damon jumped back. He's hands were burnt. From me when he touched me. Damon looked at his hands. He groaned from the burns. He looked up at me. No words came out of him. Big mouth Damon finally shut up, "I can take care of myself, Damon," I said, "I'm the Teller, don't forget that." I ran away from him to the cabin. Maybe Damon was right. What had I done? To be honest I rather have Stefan on a hunt than dead. I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing that he was gone. Damon hasn't treated me like this in a while. I liked it better though. I was done with Damon being overly protective of me. I can handle myself perfectly an I know he understands that I can kill him easily.
I ran into a bedroom. A sat against the door and sobbed. This is all my fault. This is all my fault. If I was dead everything would be so much easier for the people I love. But I can't die. There's no way for me to die. Katherine told me that. I was going to be like this forever. I was going to be a start of an ending. I was probably more dangerous than Stefan and Damon. I am powerful and I can't handle it. I keep wishing someone will save me from this, but no one has come yet.
I wish everything could just disappear.
***
I cried myself to sleep last night. I woke up with an ache in my back. I slept on the wooden floor last night. I was surprised to that Damon didn't come upstairs last night and tried to find me. Well things change. I got up and opened the door. I tried to be as quiet as possible to walk downstairs. When I walked down the steps I saw Damon sitting on the couch. He was drinking a glass of bourbon, "Good morning, Sunshine," he said without looking at me. I went down the steps quicker and met him at the couch. Damon looked like he hadn't slept last night. There were bags under his eyes and his blue eyes were paler. I crossed my arms, "You can hold a grudge," Damon said, "not the most attractive thing to have." I rolled my eyes, "You kind of flipped out last night." I said. Damon lowered his eyebrows, "I had every right to freak out last night," he said, "you could've died and my brother could have died," "But we didn't." I interrupted him.
I heard a door close. Damon and I turned our heads to sound. Stefan walked in, "Oh my god, Stefan," I said. I walked up to him and put my arms around his neck and hugged him. He hugged me back. I looked at him and touched his cheek, "Are you okay?" I asked. Stefan nodded his head. I lowered my hands, "Just feeling a little of balance." He said. Damon stood up, "Where have you been?" Damon asked. Stefan shrugged, "Had to find something to eat." He said. I closed my eyes and pretended that he didn't say that. I'm hoping that Stefan meant an animal or something. I turned towards Damon, "We have business to finish, brother," he told Stefan. Stefan smiled an shrugged and walked over to a sofa chair. I sighed. I was the only one standing, "I have information Katherine told me," I said. Damon and Stefan bother started at me. Damon grabbed another glass of bourbon and have it to Stefan to hold down the cravings.
"We have to leave town today," I said, "We're lucky Elena didn't come last night, but she is coming. Katherine told me she was coming to kill me. But I can't be killed." Damon looked confused and so did Stefan. Stefan and Damon looked at each other, "What do you mean you can't die?" Stefan said. I walked over and sat next to Damon, "I mean that because Katherine's blood is in my veins if I die I'll die a vampire." Stefan leaned and folded his hands. I wanted to know what they were both thinking. I could, but I didn't want to read their minds. I wanted to keep up the mystery, "But you're supernatural. If you die don't you just go to the otherside?" Damon asked. I shook my head, "No, apparently I'm part human too. So if I die I'll be in transition. Also because I'm part vampire hunter, if I die I'll only be able to feed on vampires." I said. Damon stood up and shook his head and waved his his hands, "No, no, no, you can't be an Augustine." He said. I looked up at him, "Don't you think I know that," I said, "I don't want to be an Augustine because if Elena's plan to kill me is true then I have no power to stop me from becoming an Augustine."
This was coming at them fast. Damon couldn't understand. Stefan was still trying to digest my words. They both didn't want me to become an Augustine. I know that. Damon brought me into this, but it's not his fault. Stefan has been helping me, but my emotions go all over the place, "We need to leave now," Damon said. Damon walked over to the counter to grab his keys. Stefan stood up. Damon walked out of the house. I looked at Stefan, "Are you really alright?" I asked. Stefan shook his head, "The bourbon's controlling the cravings," he said, "but I'm fine," Stefan went into the kitchen. He left me stranded. I turned around, "What happened while I was gone?" I asked Stefan. Stefan found a bottle of bourbon and put it on the counter, "Minis the fact that she almost killed me," he said, "nothing really." Stefan didn't look at me while he was talking. He was lying. I walked over to Stefan he was going through the fridge and I closed it in him. I leaned against the fridge door, "What happened?" I asked again. Stefan looked up at me. He looked different. I didn't realize that till now. He put an arm out and leaned against the fridge. He was close to me, "I should I known it was Katherine," he said, "because she made me think you were in love with me." I took a deep breath. I felt a little shaky. I tried to carry my eyes up to him. "What did you do?" I asked. Stefan lifted his hands, "Obviously I fell for it," he said, "because I fell in love with you the day I saved you from Damon." His face was close to mine. I tried to breath evenly. My heart was beating fast and my thoughts were jumping around, "I...I," I could continue. I just felt like I had to get out of here. I looked at Stefan, "I..I'm sorry, Stefan," And I walked out of the house and left im him in there.
Damon was sitting on the hood of his car, "Hey," he said, but I placed myself in the car and slammed the door. Why is Katherine destroying everything. How can I look at Stefan the same now? He's in love with me. I can't just act like he never said anything because that's not how the world goes. You can't take anything back. Damon placed himself in the driver's seat. He closed the door. I crossed my arms and pouted like a little kid again, "What happened?" He asked. I just shook my head and bit my tongue. I felt the tears ready to fall, but I blinked them back, "I just found out what Katherine caused." I said. Damon rolled his eyes and put his hand on his forehead, "Well I did say she fell for him last night." He said. I couldn't remember him saying that. I was so focused on getting out of the cabin and finding Stefan, "Yeah, but why did she do that?" I asked Damon. "She's a spoiled brat. She gets what she wants no matter who she hurts." He said. I knew that already. I'm Katherine's niece and she used me for revenge. Maybe this was the start of something. I knew she wasn't dead. She wasn't dead just yet. I have a feeling that was only the beginning. "Did she hurt you?" I asked Damon. Damon turned around away from me. He was quiet, "Damon." I said. Damon turned around to me again. He had a sad expression on his face, "No," he said "because I knew it wasn't you," he said, "she stabbed Stefan and tried to bring me here to kill me too probably."
I hate Katherine. She used the helpless act. I am not helpless. I don't need Stefan and Damon to watch me every moment. They just needed me for some reason. Probably because they know my parents. My dead parents. "But she was telling me that she loves me," Damon continued, "So I kissed her or you or whatever her in you." I raised my eyebrows. Why would he kiss me if he knew Katherine was inside me? Damon could tell that I was still trying to understand everything. He just kept staring at me which made me feel uncomfortable, "But if you knew," I started, "why would you kiss me?" Damon faced the forward. He didn't answer. He just stared at the glass. No response. No noise. Just the sound if both of us breathing, "I kissed you because I wanted it to be you." He said not looking at me. The air finally filled my lungs. I looked at Damon through the rearview mirror. What is going on in this life now. Two Salvatore brothers are in love with me. I can't handle any of this. Not right now. Damon turned around at me again. I didn't say anything. He looked at me straight in the eyes, "You can't compel me to forget." I told him. Damon smirked, "Yes, I can," he said. I leaned towards him, "No you can't," I said, "I still remember the car crash Damon. When we got into that accident caused by Elena. I remember you telling me how I got here. I remember." I said all this in a coldly way. Damon was angry. He looked at me like he would kill me or something, "That's not The only thing you remember." He said. I leaned back. He was right. I just didn't want to mention it. I carried my eyes up to his. His blue eyes looking defeated and weakened. The car door opened. Stefan hopped into the passenger seat, "We going?" He said. Damon was still staring, "Yeah. We're leaving." He said. And he slowly turned around and started the car. "Let the road trip begin," Damon said. The car started to move.
"What could go wrong?" I said.
***
Stefan' s finger traced my cheek. It tickled a little. A small laugh came out if my mouth. Stefan smiled at me, "You have such a beautiful laugh," he said. I blushed. Stefan looked exactly like himself. Muscular face. Bronze hair and his bright hazel eyes. Everything seemed.....normal. Stefan leaned over and kissed me. I smiled against his lips. When I let go and looked up at him, he looked different. His hair was folded in a different direction. He looked a tad paler. I examined him. He was in a white dress shirt, black pants and black suspenders. We were back in 1864. I looked down and saw that I was in a huge blue dress. I had a white hat on. My hair was curly. Really curly. Stefan was holding my hand, "Come," he said, "I'd like you to meet my brother." He led me into a large mansion. His house was huge. We walked around the house and ran to the backyard. I had to lift up my dress a little so I wouldn't trip. I giggled, "Stefan," I said. He laughed and smiled. He picked me up and twirled me around. We both had smiles on our faces. He put me down. He took my hand again and we walked to the yard.
I saw a man in a war outfit. He must be going to the Civil War. The man turned around. He had black short curly hair and bright blue eyes. The man smiled, "Hello, brother." He told Stefan. "Damon!" Stefan said. He ran toward him and hugged his brother. I looked at both of them. They showed a sign of live for each other. Damon put his arm around Stefan and Stefan did the same. I bowed, "Good afternoon, solider." I said. Damon smiled at me. He had a handsome smile. Stefan let go of Damon and walked over to me. Stefan took my hand, "Damon, this Anna," he said. Damon walked towards me. He took his hat off and bowed, "Its a delight to meet you." He said. I smiled at him, "The pleasure is all mine," I said. I had my hand out. Damon took my hand and kissed The top of it. Maybe I was in love with a different Salvatore.
***
"You'll never catch me!" I hollered at Damon. Damon and I were in the garden. He was chasing me. I kept laughing at him trying. "Oh, I'll get you Ms. Anna." he said. He finally got up to me and picked me up, "Damon!" I hollered. He put me down and kissed my cheek. I was still laughing. I honestly don't know why. I couldn't help keeping a smile on my face when I was with Damon, "There's a ball at the Gilbert's household this evening." Damon told me. I smiled , "I'm aware," I said. Damon smiled back at me, "You'd you like me to take you?" He asked. I nodded my head a million times looking like i was crazy. I wrapped my arms around Damon's neck, "Of course." I told him. Damon pecked my lips. I let go of him, "Im warning you," I said, "I'm not a very good dancer." I blushed a little because I was embarrassed. I've always wanted to go to a ball. Even as a small child I dreamed it. Damon took my hands. He put one of my hands on his shoulder and the other one connected to his hand. He put one of his hands on my waist. "I'll teach you," he said, "just follow my lead." He said. Damon started moving his feet. I stepped on his foot. I covered my face embarrassed, "I'm so sorry," I said. Damon chuckled, "Its okay."He said with a huge smile.
We went back into position. He moved his feet again and I followed. I looked down and when I got the hang of it I looked up at him, "There you go, " he said, "See you're a marvelous dancer." I smiled. He looked straight into my eyes. We were dancing all through the garden. I was happy with Damon. I was happy with Stefan too, but there was something that Damon had that Stefan didn't. I couldn't figure it out yet. I'll find out soon.
***
I walked into Damon's room. I saw Stefan in there too, "Hi," I said. Both of them didn't look at me. I walked to Damon and held his hand. He didn't even move. It was like I wasn't even there. Stefan started arguing with Damon, "Are you mad?" Stefan hollered. Damon looked like he was going to hit Stefan. Anger filled him. More like rage, "Stefan, I love her!" Damon hollered. Stefan took a step forward, "Damon, I love her too!" Stefan whispered loudly. I walked over to Stefan. He couldn't see me or hear me. I put my hand against his face, "Oh Stefan," I whispered. Stefan didn't even flinch. Nothing. No reaction. Like I said. It seems like I'm not even there, "We're really going to let a girl come between us," Stefan said. Damon was examining him. His blue eyes growing darker, "I guess we are." Damon said. Damon stormed out of the room. I looked as he walked away. Stefan sat on Damon's bed. I felt awful. I was going to separate them. I didn't want that. I'd rather lose them both than them losing each other. I looked at Stefan. Stefan had his hands in his face. I thought he was crying at first, but he wasn't. He was frustrated. He got up quickly, "Damon!" He hollered. He walked out of the room. I watched both of them leave. They're footsteps stomping on the hallway floor. They both had anger erupting inside of them. How could Katherine find joy in this? I felt crushed knowing I ruined a perfect relationship.
I walked over to a mirror in Damon's room. I walked up to it slowly. My face was on the reflection. But it wasn't my face it was Katherine' s. Katherine had a devilish smile across her face. I am not Katherine. I'm not her. Not at all. Then I stepped closer to the mirror. I saw Elena in the reflection now. Oh my God. No, no. I am not Elena and I am not Katherine. I turned around away from the mirror. I saw Katherine and Elena in front of me. Katherine was wearing a green 1800s dress like I was. Her hair curly as usual. Elena' s hair was straight. She was wearing a red shirt, black leather jacket, jeans, and converse. I backed away from them. Katherine stepped forward, "Its okay to love them both,"Katherine said with an evil smile, "I did." Elena shook her head, "No," she said, "Its not okay to love them both, Anna, it's better you don't feel anything for then at all." She said. Why was Elena so different. She seemed kinder. Not as evil as I remember her being. Maybe this was her with her humanity. Katherine chuckled, "Elena, Elena," she said, "you loved then both don't deny it." Elena kept her mouth shut. She didn't speak a word.
I looked at Katherine. She is pure evil. There's nothing good left inside of her. Katherine' s humanity never existed. This is who she really was, "Go ahead, Anna," Katherine said, "Love them both. It's not like their relationship will effect you." But it will because I actually care about Stefan and Damon. If they seperate because of me, I couldnt live with myself. Elena stepped forward towards me. She put a hand on my shoulder, "Listen, Anna, you're young. Don't put this pressure on you," she said, "follow your heart." I smiled at Elena, "Thank you," I told her. I liked this Elena better. She was giving me real help here, but right now I'm not choosing Stefan or Damon because I don't need them. I don't need to love them right now. I just need people to help me through this. I needed friends. Katherine stepped forward, "Oh cut me the teen crap," she said. Katherine whipped out a knife and pressed it into my stomach, "This is my revenge," she said. I fell to the ground with blood making my fabric purple. Elena bent down to help me, but Katherine won.
I was gone.
***
I woke up gasping. We were still in the car driving to where ever we were going. I placed my hand on my forehead. It was just a dream. I thought. But something about it seemed real. Maybe I am falling for both Salvatores, but I'm not going to focus on that. I have to focus on keeping myself in controll. Im making sure that Elena doesn't kill me in the next twenty-four hours. I brushed my hair back with my fingers. I yawned. It was pitch black out now. We left this morning. How long have we been driving? "It's about time you woke up, Sleepyhead." Damon said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. I felt gross. All i really wanted was to take a shower or something, "How long have we been driving for?" I asked. "About 14 hours." Stefan said. Fourteen hours! Where are we going. "How long have I been sleeping?" I asked. "You slept pretty much the whole time," Damon said. I felt really ache. My head was pounding. It didnt seem like any headache you would get. It literally was like a hammar pounding into a wall. "Ow!" I said. My hand was still placed against my forehead. Stefan turned around, "Whats wrong?" He asked. He placed his hand around my wrist, "My head," I muttered. Stefan took his seatbelt off and crawled to the back with me, "Whats going on?" Damon asked while driving. Stefan placed my head on his lap. I had my hands on my head. I was almost pulling my hair out. It hurt. The pounding was irritable. Stefan kept stroking my hair and trying to calm me down.
'Make it stop!" I almost yelled. I felt the car stop. Stefan and I were whipped back. Damon took his seatbelt off and turned himself around, "Anna, Anna!" He said, "Look at me, Anna, Cmon." I didntt listen at first. I kepty crying and screaming from the pain inside of my head. Damon took my hand, "Anna, look at me!" he repeated. I looked at him. The pain was still killing me, "We gotta take her out of the car." Stefan said. Stefan opened the door and picked me up. I sobbed into him, "Let me see her," I heard Damon say. Stefan handed me to Damon. A scream came out of me. The pounding felt like being stabbed with a knife. It hurt! It hurts! Damon stroked my cheek and put a strand of hair behind my ear. I had a hard grip on his shirt. I couldnt stop crying. My head i just wanted it to stop, "Damon, please make it stop!" I sobbed. Damon took one of my hands and squeezed. "Anna, I dont know how." he said. I kept crying and crying. Then the pounding in my head grew weaker and weaker. I tried to catch my breath. Damon looked down at me. I tried to make myself stand up. How could that happen so quickly. The pounding. The death pounding just disappeared. I felt my tears stained to my cheeks. I looked at Stefan, "How did it just go away?." Stefan asked. I shook my head, "I don't know." I said.
"Hello," someone said. Stefan, Damon and I whipped our heads to the voice. A girl with dark brown hair and dark skin stood in front of us. She had her hand out like i would do when I'm using my powers. Damon stepped forward in front of me, "Bonnie." he said. Bonnie smiled, "Long time no see." she said. Bonnie closed her hand.
I was the only one to fall to the ground.