Different ~Elijah Mikaelson~

12~Do I Want To Know?

~Stefan~

My green eyes fluttered open. I could hear soft breathing and the calming thum-thump of Libby's heartbeat. I glanced over, seeing her curled up tightly in the blankets. Naked.

I looked down at my own body. The only thing covering me was the sheet of Libby's bed. Both of our clothes laid on the floor, scattered about.

I bit my lip, looking over at the beautiful girl next to me. She was breathing softly and calmly, indicating that she was still sleeping. Carefully, I placed a kiss to her forehead and got dressed.

I made breakfast for her, making everything she liked. I placed it all out on a tray, taking it up to her room.

I watched her sleep for another few minutes before shaking her shoulder carefully. "Libby, wake up." I murmured in her ear.

"Five more minutes...." She groaned. She flipped over to her other side, then sat up. Staring at me, she began to cry.

"Libby?" I asked softly, sitting down next to her. I wrapped my arms around her, letting her cry against my shoulder. "What's wrong?"

"I-It hurts..." She sobbed. Her tiny fingers grasped my shirt.

I sighed, kissing the top of her head. I placed two fingers underneath her chin and forced her to look at me. Looking deep into her eyes, I compelled her.

"You will forget that Elijah stood you up. You will not be bothered by the pain of his stupidity. We had a fun night together, but you don't remember what we did." I felt my own heart clench as I compelled her to forget the amazing, sexual night we had.

Libby's eyes lost their glaze of the compulsion and the tears subsided. I left quickly, letting her get dressed and eat her breakfast.

~Elijah~

I woke up in my bed. Holly was curled up next to me, completely naked. Her head was curled up against my chest, blonde hair spilled out.

Despite the warmth in my chest from the night I had with my former fiance, I felt awful. I had ditched my date with Libby and probably hurt her.

I quickly and quietly left my bed. I got dressed in a new suit, as Holly had torn my other one. I laid out some of Rebekah's old clothes for Holly to wear.

I hurried to Libby's house, carefully knocking my fist against the door. I waited a moment, hearing soft footsteps.

The door opened, and Libby looked at me. She smiled slightly. "Hi, Elijah. What's up?"

I could tell she was compelled. Despite her Vampire friends, she didn't wear vervain or mix it with her food. Someone, probably Elena or Damon, compelled her to forget what I had done.

"I just came to check up on you." I said. Looking at her beautiful face, I felt physically sick. Hurting her in any way made me wish I could die for my sins.

"Oh, because of Holly?" She asked. I nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks. Do you want to come in?"

I shook my head, stepping back. I thought of Holly at home, then of her plans to act like Libby. My facial expression hardened.

"I have to go. I'll see you." I said. Quickly, I left back home. Rushing to my room, I say that I was too late.

Holly was gone.

~Holly~

I stepped out of the hair salon, flipping my newly dyed blue hair off of my shoulders. I smirked to myself as I headed to the Mystic Grill for some fun. In my ugly, childish Pikachu handbag rested a blue diary. When I had one, it was red velvet. Libby's was blue, and if I was to act like her, I needed to know all of her private thoughts.

I sat down at a table, longingly looking at the bar. I wished I could drink, but since Libby didn't, it wasn't a good idea.

Someone sat down next to me. I looked up to see Bonnie Bennett, the witch.

"Hey!" She smiled.

"Hi." I replied in as quiet of a tone as I could.

"Is something wrong?" She asked. Her face turned concerned. It disgusted me. Feelings and emotions were so pointless.

I pretended to bring tears to my eyes. "Elijah stood me up last night."

"I'm so sorry." Bonnie sighed, putting her hand on my arm. "I didn't think he was like that."

I shrugged my shoulders. "I've got Stefan, anyway."

"Oh?" Bonnie asked. A dark eyebrow raised as a perplexed look formed on her face.

I smirked and leaned in closed, forming the best lie I could. "We had really amazing sex last night."