The Other Gilbert :TVD fan fiction

Worried Sister .5

A/N
Ok there are some scenes that I have no idea were they came from. But for some strange reason- that idk- I wrote it anyway so yeah.

Contains some language and maybe a hot scene. But not really a 'hot' scene.

I sound like one of the parental guidance people.

Anyway enjoy.

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"I should probably call Elena , she's probably thinks I'm dead or something". I sighed breaking the silence in the awkward conversation with Stefan.

"Yeah I think you should call her".

"Nah I'll let her worry about me. Teach her a lesson". I said with a wide cheeky grin on my face.

"What lesson would she be learning?" Stefan asked with curiosity.

"To stop thinking the worst of everything ". I looked down at my hands.

".....oh........ Do you want me to take you home or?" He questioned , changing the subject looking concerned.

"No thanks. Is it okay if I stay here for a while?. I need to take a break from everything" I asked.

"Sure take as long as you need". Stefan said with unsureness.

"Thanks"

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I walked around the house until I came to one room on the second floor. Strangely I walked into the room.

Drawn to a cabinet with shelves on top, with journals or diaries in the shelves.

They've seem to be dated back as far as 1864. I picked up the journal from 1864 to read.

When I opened the journal I found a old picture of a girl....

"Katherina?"
Who's journal is this?

I turned to the very front page to see...

'Belongs to Stefan Salvatore.'

'Now this could be Stefan's and Damon's ancestors, or ... Nah... It can't be them.
I thought......
But they... I don't understand ..... She said that... But

....She lied to me.'

I closed the journal and stormed out of the room. Walking down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was Stefan.

"Hey". He said trying to sound happy but his face told otherwise.

"Hey". I studied him up and down quickly. Just like what my sister does and he does to her.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, everything's fine " I lied. "I think I should go home now . It's getting late now , so I guess I'll see you later "

"Do you need a ride?" Questioned the voice from the front door.

Both Stefan and I turned to see Damon leaning against the door frame with his signature leather jacket and a sexy, wide, mischievous smirk.

He walked closer towards Stefan and I , with his eyes focused on us. He stopped right in front of me and cupped my face with his left hand. Damon leaned in closer, making less space between us. He was so court up that he forgot Stefan was there.

"Hmm hmmm" Stefan coughed

"Hello Stefan". Said Damon looking at Stefan pissed.
"Goodnight Stefan "