Chapter Eight: The Truth Remains A Secret

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Rylees P.O.V:

Damon walked in and his grin instantly dropped. "What are you doing? You weren't supposed to bring her here, idiot!" He threw his hands in the air. My head was still buzzing from the information Katherine had just given me.

"I'm sorry, your majesty. Where did you want me to take her?" Katherine growled. "Not here. You're not supposed to take the hostage home. I thought you knew that." Damon sighed. "Worst villain ever." He muttered.

"Fine. Let's go." Katherin tugged at my arm but I didn't budge. "No." I shook my head. "I'm not going anywhere until someone tells me the truth about what we're doing." I stood my ground. "What is she talking about." Damon sent katherin a threatening glare. "No one ever bothered to teach her to keep her mouth shut?" Katherin grumbled. "Not something I'm particularly ashamed of right now, katherin. Answer the question." He dismissed her comment.

"I only told her-" katherin started. "That it was apparently klaus' idea to have her kidnap me." I cut in. Damon's head snapped in my direction. "Was it?" I asked. "Well yea." He scratched the back of his neck. "Unbelievable." I muttered under my breath. "Actually, katherin plays the villain well, so it is on the contrary quite believable." Damon commented.

I caught a glimpse of katherin and she seemed pretty pleased with my lie. "So where are we going." I turned back to her.
Now she looked a little annoyed.
"I guess we'll have to figure that out." She grumbled and stomped out the door like a two year old. I shot Damon a glare before I walked out. Sooner or later someone will have to tell me what's going on.

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(Third Person)

Damon pulled out his phone the second Rylee and Katherine left, and he immediately dialled Stefans number. "God I hope they've found a spot by now." He muttered as the phone rang.

"Whaaat?" Stefan groaned on the other end. "Listen I don't have a lot of time to waste, and I don't know if you care or not, but Katherine's back." Damon divulged. "You're right, I don't care." Stefan admitted. "That might change." Damon commented before Stefan could hang up. "Well I doubt that, but go ahead. Amuse me." Stefan snarked.

"She took Rylee, and we need your help getting her back." Damon explained. "And what do I get out of it?" Stefan pushed.
Damon's face scrunched up in aggravation. "Oh I'm sorry." He fumed. "Is the safety of our sister not enough for you?!" Stefan chuckled in amusement. "Well she's not really our sister, Damon; she's just some orphan we kinda stole." He pointed out. Damon's grip tightened on the phone as he resisted the urge to throw it across the room and watch it shatter.

"What do you want?" He sighed. "I want what I've always wanted, Damon. I want you to leave mystic falls, I want you to never speak to Elena again. I want you out of my life." Stefan concluded.
"Fine." Damon agreed without missing a beat. "If you help us get Rylee, then I'll disappear. You'll never know that I was ever here." He bargained. "Good enough?" He asked.

"Its a start."

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