The Vampire Diaries: He's The Air She Would Kill To Breathe

Nala Salvatore?

Damon froze when there was a knock on the door. He stepped in front of both Katherine and Elena, his protective instincts kicking into over-drive.

“Come in.” He said cautiously, knowing the door was unlocked. Caroline opened the door and stood there for a moment, making harsh un-friendly eye-contact with Damon.

“So, you’re the one that killed me. Why is that, Damon? Just so scared that I was actually right about you being the worst thing for Elena? The reason she’s dead?” Damon’s face went rigid but before he could reply Elena piped up.

“Caroline, I am sick of you talking to my husband like he’s shit, you’ve always treated Damon that way so just shut up! I died because your dirty little hybrid gigolo wanted to turn my son into a walking blood bag! I don’t know how you’re alive right now but if you say one more bad thing about Damon I’ll stake you myself.” Elena yelled, her face turning red with anger and her blood bond she shared with Damon simmering defensively under her skin. Caroline’s mouth fell open and she shot an incredibly hurt look at Elena.

“Some best friend you are! Have you ever thought that maybe I treat your precious little Damon the way I do because he abused me?! I was his blood bag for months, he compelled me to stay with him while I was useful and then he called me a useless shallow waste of space and kicked me to the curb the minute I became an inconvenience. Excuse me for not leaping for joy when I found out you’d crawled into bed with him and gotten knocked up!” Elena’s veins began to show beneath her eyes but she didn’t even have time to bare her fangs, Caroline was a step ahead of her. She entered the house and was at Elena’s side in an instant, taking her by the hair and snapping her head back. Elena groaned in pain and Damon’s own defensive bond lit up, a monstrous growl erupting from his chest, but before he took action Katherine took the matter into her own hands.

“GET OFF MY BESTIE BITCH!” She screamed, grabbing handfuls of Caroline’s blond curls so that all three girls had their hands tangled in each others hair. Katherine pulled hard, causing Caroline to cry out, a few tears escaping.

“Let me go you over sexed cum guzzler!” She screamed, trying to kick Katherine in the stomach with her heels. Katherine moved back in time, shooting Elena an amused look as she started yanking handfuls of Caroline’s hair towards her hard.

“Ow! Elena stop it!”

“I can’t stop, my wedding ring is caught in your hair!” She said in distress.

“Well what’s your excuse, Barbie, you’re doing the same thing to me!” Katherine shouted.

“My daylight ring is lodged in your knotty curls, you mangy whore!” Katherine reached over with her free hand and ripped Caroline’s shirt.

“I’ll show you mange!” Katherine hissed. Caroline gasped.

“THIS WAS DESIGNER!” Despite the sexiness of any good catfight, this was becoming ridiculous and Damon’s over-protective nature finally stepped in.

“I’ll go get some detangle hair mist from Katherine’s bathroom and a hairbrush…maybe that’ll get the rings out okay? Please don’t kill each other while I’m gone.” He pleaded with an exasperated sigh, while Stefan and Klaus, who had just arrived, chuckled in the doorway.

“I know it was designer, love, but the half-naked look suits you.” Klaus said with a wink. She glared at him and whimpered, waiting impatiently for Damon. Damon returned quickly with a spray bottle and squirted the hair with Elena’s hand caught in it first. Once the tangled blond mass loosened a bit she mercilessly yanked her hand from her ex-friends hair. Caroline hissed and Elena smirked the twisted little smirk she learned from Damon, turning to him and pecking his lips.