Quietly Longing - Elena Gilbert

chapter 3

BLAIR LAUGHED AS Katherine swerved the car, suddenly jerking to the right. "Kat! That isn't funny." Blair betrayed herself when she chuckled.

"Yeah? Then why are you laughing?"

Blair replied with nothing but a grin, preoccupied with feeling the strong wind in her hair as Kat sped down the road. She hadn't felt so alive, so human, since 1864...

Blair had decided to take a stroll.

If she were to be honest, the strolls was how she seemed to be getting the most happiness out of life. Of course, these "strolls" were nothing but a front. A lie.

A lie to mask a dangerous truth.

Olivia walked and walked and walked. She walked to the edge of her town, waiting under the large oak tree. She sat in the tall grass, reading her book. The wind whistled in her ears.

It felt as if Blair had been reading for hours. Sucked into the vortex of reading, she flipped the page, when--

"BOO!"

Blair screamed, throwing her book at the intruder. They caught the book, skilfully placing it against the tree before grinning. "Didn't you expect me, Blair?"

"Well, you were late, and I was bored. I thought you had forgotten."

"I could never forget about you, sweetheart." Katherine smiled, placing a delicate kiss on Blair's lips. Blair's heart gave a giddy flutter, as she eagerly returned the kiss.

They must've stayed like that for hours.

"Tell me, what are you thinking?" Katherine whispered into her lips.

"I'm thinking... that you're the only person who brings me joy. Who brings me happiness. Who brings me the love that I so desperately want."

Katherine laced her hand in Blair's soft hair, embracing her passionately.

"What are you thinking?" Blair whispered, breathing unevenly.

"That I love you"

BLAIR STROLLED ALONG the woods, leading the man along the trees. He stumbled along, slurring something about "having a good time with him". She gave him a seductive smirk, before pulling him close.

Right before she kicked him in the balls.

Katherine stalked in from the shadows, grinning at her lover, "I love it when you do that." She kissed her hard.

Blair broke free, compelling the man to shut up and answer all her questions.

"Why did you hit on that girl. The under-age one?"

"She was pretty and drunk. And I was horny."

Blair felt her blood boil, "Is that why you tried to rape her?"

"Yes."

Blair kept a blank face, before punching him senselessly. She hit and hit and hit, only stopping when Katherine placed an arm on her shoulder. Blair took a couple of deep breaths, before turning to the man, grabbing his face in a hard grip.

"You will feel the life drain from your body. It will be painful but you won't scream. You'll feel every morsel of pain enter your body and know that you deserve it. You deserve this death."

The man nodded.

"I want to hear you say it.," Blair hissed, "Say you deserve to die."

"I deserve to die."

Blair pushed him into the tree, biting into his neck harshly. Katherine, after admiring her lover, bit into his neck.

They drained him dry, leaving his dead body to rot in the forrest.

The two girls ran into the mansion they compelled for themselves, breathing heavily. Blair, breathing with anger and Katherine, in arousal.

"He deserved worse then death! He deserved to scream. He should've screamed!" Blair threw her bourbon glass at the wall.

"I know," Katherine consoled, "I know. The next guy we get, we'll teach him," The two joined hands passionately, "We'll make him scream."

Blair nodded, pinning Katherine to the wall, kissing her hard and fast.

That was there relationship, hard and fast.

BLAIR KNEW THAT it was best to stay away from the latest doppelganger. But, she had trouble staying away from things she was meant to. That was why, she felt an odd satisfaction when she saw the angelic Elena Gilbert.

Blair saw her, leaving the library. She had a divine smell surrounding her. Must've been her perfume. Then, Blair noticed the slice on her finger.

"Hey, Elena, not to, like, scare you from Stefan, but," Blair took a breath, feeling oddly nervous, "giving Stefan your blood is a bad idea."

Elena glared at her, "Well, you don't know Stefan. He's changed."

Blair scoffed, "Once a ripper, always a ripper."

"Ripper? Look, I--" Elena was cut off.

"He'll go on a blood bender, and now that Lexi's bitten the dust, no one will be able to stop him. Not even your love."

Elena tried to mask her hurt look, "You talk like you know self control. I know you killed that man in the woods."

Blair inched closer to Elena, lowering her voice, "That man, was a rapist. I caught him hitting on a sixteen year old. The kills I make, are for society's greater good. So," Blair steps back at the sight of Elena's frightened face, "when Stefan goes off the rails, his kills will be sloppy and careless. Have fun cleaning up the mess you made, sweetheart."

A.N

Don't you just love gay girls in the 1800s?