Darkest Greetings

12. Argument, Discussion, Fight? Same thing.

                     II Damon's P.O.V II

                     "Wakey wakey, sleepy-head." A girl's voice said. I opened my eyes to see a blonde girl with blue eyes like Klaus's standing over me. Must be the bitch, Rebekah, I've heard about. 

                   "What happened?" I asked, rubbing my head. I looked down to see a sleeping-Kathleen laying next to me. I smirked. Blondie looked jealous so I kissed Kathleen's cheek. I swear, Blondie looked like a tomato. She huffed and stomped away. Then, Klaus came. He smirked at me, clapping his hands.     

                  "I see you've met my sister, Rebekah. Pain in the ass isn't she?" He asked. I nodded rapidly. "You will become my slave and do as I say. You will forget about Kathleen and all your little friends. They will become your enemies." Klaus said, trying to compel me. It didn't work. I had vervain in my system. But, I decided to play it off.

                "I will become your slave and do as you say. I will forget about Kathleen and all my little friends. They will become my enemies." I said in fake-monotone. Klaus smirked and then walked away. I decided to make a run for it. So, I picked up Kathleen and ran to the boarding house. Luckily, no one followed me.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

              II Faye's P.O.V II

                       "Why the hell are you so mad at me anyway? I'm not your responsibility and neither are you mine. So, shut up and stop whining, Stefan." I said, slamming my door in his face. His foot was in the way though. I looked at him angrily. "Move, Stefan." I ordered. He smirked and pushed the door open.

                     "Faye, I don't get why you do this." He said, looking into my eyes. I looked at him, completely confused. 

                    "Do what, Stefan?" I asked. I knew exactly what he was talking about. 

                   "Pretend like you don't love me when I know you do. I can see it in your eyes." Stefan said, cupping my face in his hands. I looked into his eyes. He was right. I do love him. I love him and I knew it and he knew it. 

                  "Stefan, I don't know what you're talking about. I don't love you. I mean, I do love you. But, I love you as a friend. Nothing more." I lied. I loved him more than a friend. He held my face tighter.

                "You're lying, Faye. You know you are. Just admit it. Is it that hard?" He asked. I shook my head and sighed. 

               "No and I should've told you sooner. Before Elena.....Before Elena......" My voice trailed off. I looked away. I was so jealous of Elena. She had it all. The looks, the dudes, the popular reputation, the friends. And most of all, Stefan. She had Stefan. She had Stefan and I didn't. And it angered me. It angered me to the point that I just want to snap her little neck like a twig and drink her blood in front of him. 

              "Before Elena what, Faye? Before Elena came into my life?" He asked, making me look up at him. He looked sad. I wish he would stop looking at me like that. My heart sank. I nodded. "Elena means the world to me, Faye. Why would you even try and separate us? Wait.... you were the one who told Klaus she lived here huh?" He asked. I didn't respond. "It was you?! Faye, why would you do that?!" He shouted at me. I moved away from him. 

              "Because, I was jealous. Jealous of you and Elena. The most happiest couple in Mystic Falls! C'mon, Stefan, let's prance around town holding hands and be all lovey-dovey. Oh I'm sorry, I forgot to bow down to you. You think she's so perfect, don't you, Stefan? Well, new flash, she isn't! No one is! I don't see why you see that she loves Damon." I shouted at him. He looked hurt. Really hurt. "I'm sick and tired of hearing: 'Hey, look it's Stefan and Elena!' or 'I love Stelena! They're so cute together'. I'm sick of it!" I shouted, storming out of my room. I ran downstairs quickly. 

           "Faye! Faye, come back!" Stefan shouted at me. Tears streamed down my face as I walked out of the door. I hopped into my grey Ferrari 458 and drove off. 

*

*

*

                            It was raining. Good. I drove to my mother's house. I didn't feel like being at the boarding house right now. I might kill someone. My best bet is Stefan. I got out of the car and walked up to the door. It was locked. I rolled my eyes. I punched the door, forming a hole in it. I stuck my hand in it and opened the door. I walked in and searched for my mother. I sucked in the air through my nostrils and picked up a scent. Death, Vanilla and Chanelle perfume. Yep, that's my mom alright. I walked into the living room and found her. She was talking to her boyfriend, Mason Lockwood. Ugh. I mean, yeah I'm part werewolf and witch, but seriously, I don't want to see them every minute of my life! I snuck behind her and covered her eyes and smiled. 

               "Lemme guess. Faye?" She asked. I growled. She always gets it right!

              "Hey, Mom, is it okay if I stay here for a couple of days?" I asked. She shrugged. 

              "I don't care. As long as you don't invite one of the--" She was cut off by the doorbell ringing. 

             "I got it!" I shouted, running to the door. When I opened it, I looked at the person angrily. 

                  "Go away, Stefan!" I shouted, going upstairs. He walked into the house and followed me. Urgh! "I said, go awa--" I was interrupted by a pair of lips against mine. Stefan. I was caught off guard so it took me a few seconds to recover. But when I realized what was going on, I kissed him back. Wait, what was I doing? I shouldn't be kissing him. But, it felt so right-but wrong at the same time. He pulled away, a reluctant expression on his face. 

           "Admit it, Faye. You love me and you know it." He said, smiling. I sighed. 

         "Fine. I'm in love with you. Happy?" I said, rolling my eyes. He nodded and then kissed me.