Darkest Greetings

4. Out

            I watched silently as Damon cooked breakfast for us-meaning me and him(Everyone ditched us). He had told me he wasn't the best cooker but he would try. Just. For. Me. I wanted to cry. I didn't like toying with his mind-not anyone's mind. Not even a human's. I liked this side of him. The I-Love-To-Cook-I-Think-I-Might-Wear-An-Apron side of him. I giggled at the thought. He looked suspiciously at me.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"Nothing. Just thinking..about my mom" I said, whispering the 'my mom' part.

"Don't worry about her. She's a conniving bitch." He said, trying to make me feel better. It didn't work.

    "Hello! Daughter of the woman you're talking about here!" I shouted, trying to make him understand. He chuckled, put the egg on a plate and set it in front of me. I smiled at him and stood on my tip-toes and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you." I said. He nodded and sat across from me.

   "So, where's Stefan?" I asked, shoving the fork in my mouth.

   "School." He said, anger in his voice. My jaw dropped. Why was he at school? Oh, right. He was going to get some stupid cheerleaders to feed off of. 

"To feed off of cheerleaders, right?" I asked. He shook his head. Just what I feared, Stefan had attended high school. Well, this'll be fun. "Hey, Damon? Do you know where this little school that Stefan is attending is?" I asked, grinning evilly. He nodded. "Good." I said.

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As we walked through the main hallway of the school, girls swooned at Damon. I growled lowly. He stared at me. That's when I noticed my eyes were turning red and the veins under my eyes were showing. I gasped. Oh my god. 

    "Kathy, calm down." Damon whispered. I still remained the same way. He stopped, thinking about something. I continued walking but then someone grabbed my arm and twisted me to face them. Damon. A confused expression spread across my face. But what he did was even more confusing. He grabbed my chin, making me look up at him and then kissed me. I heard some girls gasp. I held my breath. When he let go, I was back to normal. He smiled. 

   "You owe me big time." I said, pulling away. He smirked. That's when I noticed our bodies were still pressed against each other. I looked down and took a step back. He chuckled and continued walking.  That's when I saw her. My mom. I gasped and nearly collapsed. But, Damon caught me in time. He had a worried expression on his face.  

"Kathleen, are you okay?" He asked. I shook my head and looked at my mom. He followed my eyes and growled. I shook my head knowing what he would do. He sighed. I stood up and walked over to Katherine. I smiled at her, only to hear her and her friends gasp. That's when I noticed it wasn't my mom. This was a human. She's a doppelganger. 

 "W-Who are you?" The girl asked, her voice shaky. I looked over my shoulder at Damon and gestured for him to come over here.

  "I'm Kathleen Pierce. And you are?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

   "Elena Gilbert." She said. Gilbert. She was a Gilbert. Great, just great. More Gilberts! The Gilberts' were the ones who killed all vampires in 1864. Well, including Giuseppe Salvatore, but I won't hold a grudge on Giuseppe. I fake-smiled at Elena.

      "Who's that?" One of her friends piped up. I looked over my shoulder at Damon,  who was grinning. I hesitated, biting my lip.

     "This is Damon. My--." The blonde cut me off, "Your boyfriend?". Damon was by my side in a flash and he kissed my cheek. He's so dead. "Uh, y-yeah. He's my....boyfriend." I said, looking down. My straight hair fell in my face. I heard Damon chuckle, then felt an arm around my waist. 

   "Well, I must be going." I said, waving goodbye to Elena and storming off. I wiped away the hair from my face. Damon was far behind me still. I ran into the bathroom, but not before passing Tyler.

"Hey, Elena." He said. Obviously, he couldn't tell apart a vampire and a human.

"It's me, doggie." I said through gritted teeth.

"Kathleen? What are you doing here?" He asked. I rolled my eyes.

"Enrolling." I said. Before he could say anything, I walked into the bathroom.

       I looked at myself in the mirror. I was beginning to think I might not be the only one who's related to Katherine. I sighed. Get it together, Kathleen, a voice in my head told me. I am, I said back even though I was only talking to myself.  Well you're not doing a good job, the voice said. Shut up, I said, shutting off my mental voice. I leaned over the counter, thinking. Right then, Blondie walked in. I groaned.

       "Hey, are you okay?" She said, coming over to me. I nodded, still leaning over the counter.

       "I need to know something, Caroline." I said, looking up at her. She nodded. "Do you know someone named Katherine Pierce?" I asked. Fear spread across her face, meaning she knew her. "How? How do you know her?" I questioned, stepping in front of her.

      "She turned me." She answered. I gasped. She turned her? Meaning she's out of the tomb?! Meaning she's coming? Meaning we have to leave? There were so many questions I could not answer right now. I barged out of the bathroom and headed towards Damon, who was flirting with a few cheerleaders. Ugh. I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the boys' bathroom.

           "What is it?" He asked, annoyed.

           "Katherine." I whispered, worry spreading across my face.

            "What about her?" He asked, shrugging.

            "She-She's out of the tomb." I whispered, almost crying. I knew she would come after me-especially if she knew I practically made out with Damon a few times. Tears formed in my eyes. My own mother was going to kill me. Damon pulled me into a hug.

            "It's okay, Kathleen. I won't let her hurt you." Damon whispered, holding me tightly. I wrapped my arms around him, crying. At least I had one friend. I closed my eyes and smiled. There was only one person I could count on. And that person is the one and only, Damon Salvatore....

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