Kiss Me or Kill Me (Delena)

Chapter 4

You probably have to reread before you start this chapter and I'm sorry for that!!

Elena's POV:
"What in the hell is going on?" Caroline nearly yelled. Stefan, Damon and Katherine were in the kitchen having a little talk. Damon convinced Elena that it was time to go upstairs and wait with her friends. She was still feeling a little fuzzy in the brain.

"That girl looked exactly like you!" Bonnie stood from Elena's bed. She had decided to take one of the guest bedrooms. Stefan's room creeped her out, now that she knew the truth.

"Is she you're like long lost identical twin?" Caroline asked.

"I have no idea who she is. Damon said she used to date Stefan. He dated Katherine too," Elena breathed.

"Damn.. no wonder they hate each other," Bonnie winced.

"Let me guess, Damon stole her away from Stefan? Poor guy," Caroline sighed. Elena was too tense to be pissed at Caroline's unhealthy infatuation with her boyfriend. Someone who looked exactly like her was downstairs groping her boyfriend, and she just sat here because Damon had told her to. What the fuck was wrong with her? Elena felt as if she was going to barf. She needed to freak out, but Elena just sat there staring at nothing.

Out of nowhere, she heard a door across the hall slam. Damon's. Stefan's room was on the complete opposite wing.

"I'm gonna go get some answers," Elena stood. "You guys go get the place ready. Make sure Stefan stays away from Katherine... I don't trust her," Elena mumbled. Caroline nodded.

"I got Stefan duty. Bonnie can start setting up," Caroline chimed in. Elena rolled her eyes muttering something along the lines of "course you do," while walking out of the room.

The party would start in less than an hour, and with what Damon had told her in the woods, she had to be at least fifteen feet from him at all times. She barely knew this guy, but she felt somewhat safe around him. Like he would protect her from anything.

"Hey," Elena opened his bedroom door after knocking.

"What do you want?" He asked coldly. He sat on the foot of his bed with his head in his hands hunched over as if he was frustrated.

"You told me I had to be fifteen feet away from you when the party was getting close. Plus I need some answers. Why does she look exactly like me? And why was she touching my boyfriend?" Elena sat beside him on the bed.

Damon lifted his head from his hands. Elena could see the pain in his eyes along with the hatred. Pain.

"I can't do this right now. Just get out," Damon mumbled.

"Damon.." Elena stood.

"I said get out!" He shouted at her standing. She could see a single tear form his right eye, but he wasn't about to let it fall. Elena took a step forward again.

"I'm not afraid of you," she stated boldly.

"You're not afraid because I compelled you not to be," Damon frowned taking a step toward her.

"I'm stronger than you think," Elena raised an eyebrow knowing he was a vampire and she wasn't afraid.

"Just remember that," He whispered her name like a prayer.