I walk out of the alley, going down the street. Some guys walk past me, winking and whistling. I walk past them trying to ignore them, mad at myself for what I had just done. I could have killed him. But you didn't, because your humanity is on. My subconscious butts in. I shake her off and sigh. How can it be on when there's only one thing that I care about?
Suddenly I get pulled out of my thoughts, yanked into an alley, and slammed against the wall. I struggle and see Caroline, holding me back. Her nostrils slightly flared, eyebrows down and furrowed, teeth clenched. "Caroline?" I ask quietly and confused. "What are you doing here?" I ask appalled and try to push her back.
"No! The question is, what are you doing Elena? Risking our secret? Going around and raiding the town of the people? Huh? What is going through your mind?" She grits and pushes me harder against the wall. She thinks I'm going around killing people? That's what you want her to think. Oh yeah I forgot.
"Caroline, leave me alone! I'm not doing anything wrong! I'm doing what every vampire does, what's wrong with that?" I smirk and finally build up the strength to push her off of me. I have do this right, even though I feel bad, she can't know.
"You're putting us at risk, Elena. And, you're killing innocent people!" She snaps lowly. "Why do you think I killed somebody? Can't I just walk the streets without you thinking I'm up to no good?" I ask and cross my arms. "I can smell the blood residue on you, Elena."
I step back and let my head slightly fall. I can't do this anymore. She's Caroline. I turn around, taking quiet deep breaths.
"Caroline..." I turn back, facing her. "Caroline you wouldn't understand." I say quietly, almost in a hushed tone. I look down and pull at the sleeves of my shirt, feeling vulnerable.
"Elena tell me. You know you can." She says quietly and steps forward, touching my arm lightly and comforting. "It's on Caroline. It's been on." I say and look up at her.
Her eyes widen and her mouth gapes open slightly. "W-what? Are you serious? Elena how long has it been on, and most importantly, why have you been keeping it a secret?" she asks in a smooth and understanding tone. "Because then I would get badgered and yelled at." I say.
"No one will ever listen to me anyway, so what's the point?" I sigh and shake my head, running a hand through my hair. "And it's not just that. It's that, someone unknowingly triggered it, and I'm trying to forget about them."
"Elena who is it? Damon? Stefan?" I shake my head at her choices. "No it's neither one of them. I can't tell you Caroline, because it's embarrassing and I don't even know if it's really that person. Maybe my mind is just playing with me." I whisper and look back down.
"Oh come on. Do I at least know this person? He or she?" she asks and crosses her arms sighing. I nod and take a deep shaky breath. "He." I say and back up, looking up at her. Her eyes widen even more with excitement and she folds her hands together.
"Oh now you HAVE to tell me! It can't be Alaric. But you said it's not Damon or Stefan. So who else?" She paces back and forth, trying to think of who it could be.
"I can't tell you Caroline. I'm trying to forget about him. I think I grew feelings for him, but maybe my mind is just messing with me." I sigh and groan loudly. "I wish I could tell you."
"Elena you can tell me. I might be able to help you if you tell me. I know what it's like to be confused about my feelings for someone..." she keeps getting quieter and slower. I think she's referring to Klaus.
"It's Elijah." I whisper in a small hushed tone. Hopefully she didn't hear me.
Her eyes widen and she gasps. "Elijah?! Really? Wait, when did you see him and how did he trigger it and why do you-"I stop her and bite my lip.
"Relax Caroline. I'll tell you just calm down." I sigh and run my long fingers through my hair. "It was when I met with him, him thinking I was Katherine. Under the gazebo. He kissed me and I, I just started to feel." I smile to myself, rethinking the kiss.
"Elijah?! Oh my god Elena. What are you thinking?!" she stops and sighs. "I can't be mad. Because I slept with Klaus." She whispers and looks up at me.
I touch my lips, my smile growing wider. "Aw cute." She squeals and claps her hands lightly. "Shut up Caroline." I wipe my smile off and shake my head. "He thought I was Katherine. Therefore it doesn't mean anything. Especially to him."
She shakes her head and faintly smiles. "You know what, just because he thought you were someone else, doesn't mean he didn't feel anything. You never know. I would tell him. Go to New Orleans and tell him,"
She pauses, "before it's too late." She looks down and tugs at the hem of her long sleeve shirt. What are you thinking? Why did you tell her?! Fix it, now! My subconscious snaps at me. I smirk and roll my eyes. "Gotcha. My switch isn't on and I don't feel anything for Elijah. It was all a joke." I smirk and cross my arms.
Caroline rolls her eyes and crosses her arms as well. "Yeah right. I don't believe you Elena. There's no way in hell that you would make up all of that and have it be a joke. No. no way." She says sternly and looks me dead in the eye.
"No, really." I laugh and shake my head. "You should've seen the look on your face when I told you that. Priceless. I can't believe that you fell for it." I laugh more and sigh. "Well, see ya!" I say and vamp off before she can say or do anything.
XX
The next few days, I ignore not just Caroline but everyone actually. I miss him. I really, really do. I need to get him off my mind. He has a life in New Orleans and he does not feel the same. He even old me when we first met that he wasn't going to make the mistake of falling for the doppelganger again. I need to turn it off. It hurts too much.
Then all of a sudden there's a knock on the door. I stand up and wipe my eyes, fixing my hair and clothes. I walk over to the door and open it to a smirking Damon, leaving against the door frame.
"What do you want Damon?" I ask as I turn around and walk towards the living room. He grabs my arm and turns me around.
"This." And he connects his lips with mine. His hands find my waist and he rests them there. He's kissing me. This is wrong this feels wrong. But maybe this will somehow help me get over my feelings for Elijah.
I kiss him back and rest my hands on each side of his neck. I feel him smirk against my lips and he vamps me to the nearest wall, pushing me against it. He's going to get cocky.
He grips my thigh and pulls me closer eagerly. "Slow down Damon." I say breathlessly and slowly push him back. "I'm sorry. It was a bit fast. But please don't tell me that that was a sign for it's not going to happen." He sighs and rubs his forehead.
I take a deep breath and shake my head. "No. we just need to take it slowly. Because my humanity is still off. It's not going to automatically turn back on because of one kiss." Wow hypocrite much, Elena? Elijah kissed you and you turned it on. Even though he thought you were Katherine. My subconscious throws at me.
He nods and shrugs. "You're right, sorry." He bites his lip and nods. "So, does that mean we're together?" He's such an idiot. "Now how can we be together when I feel nothing? Think of this as a friends with benefits, or something like that." I smirk and wink at him.
He nods and crosses his arms. "Okay..." he sighs and scratches the back of his neck. "So what now?" he smirks and looks up to me slightly. I shrug and walk over to him. "You go, and then later we will talk. I have things to do right now." I say and push him towards the door as he groans.
"Fine. But later you're all mine." He winks and vamps off. I sigh loudly and groan in frustration. Why is my life so complicated?
I grab my keys and jacket, slipping it on, and walking out. I drive to the woods, where Elijah took me when he wanted to save his family. I walk around, just thinking and reminiscing. I just need time to myself.
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The Tragic Love Story of Elijah and Elena
FanfictionElena has always been in the middle of the Salvatore love triangle. Stefan being her first love, then things got too complicated. Damon tries to pursue her. But how can he get through to her when her humanity is off? In this story, Elena turns her h...