The Other Original Vampire

Chapter Five

"Well, well, well... Katerina Petrova. It's been a long time since I saw you," Klaus said, falling into a crouch so that he could look at Katherine's face.

"What are you gonna do? Kill me?" Katherine spat.

"Hmm, the thought has crossed my mind. But no. I prefer you walking on eggshells around me, wanting two brothers that you can never have..." Klaus said glancing at me and Damon.

"Who said I can't have them?" Katherine asked, glaring at Klaus.

"Well, it doesn't seem that Damon is very interesting with you... And I'm sure I saw Stefan in the grill hanging around with some other girl... And honestly, it seemed like they were more that just... Friends," Klaus said smirking. Something that looked like pain flashed across Katherine's face, but in the same instant, it disappeared. 

"He'll get over her, he still loves me," Katherine said, glaring at me, "And anyway, she's just a little slut..."

"That girl over there is my sister," Klaus said shoving his hand into Katherine's chest, I saw Katherine gasp a little and glare at Klaus, "Now, I suggest you show a little respect, and leave them alone. Damon and Stefan don't want you, and if you want me to kill, keep being a little bitch to my sister."

"You wouldn't kill me, I'm a doppelganger."

"Now, that's where you're wrong, you're a vampire, therefore you have no use to me... So I could kill you if I wanted. And I'm sure Annabelle could kill you quite easily too. So I'm going to give you one chance..." Klaus said pulling his hand out of Katherine's chest and wiping the blood on his jeans. "You either leave them alone, and leave Mystic Falls, or I swear to God I'll kill you." Klaus broke the chains that were securing Katherine to the chair and then got close up in her face, "Now leave," he said.

Katherine looked a little shocked at first, and then she left. "Thanks," I said as Klaus stood up.

"Anytime," he said, his British accent strong, "And you," he said walking over to Damon, "If you hurt her, I'll do the same... Mate."

"Trust me, you won't have to... I love her too much to hurt her," Damon said wrapping his arms around my waist as I blushed slightly.

"It's strange you know..." Klaus started, looking at me, "Seeing my little sister with true love."

I nodded, "So are you sticking around?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I don't see why not," he said smiling, "I think I'll leave now," Klaus said suddenly, "But if you need me, call me," Klaus said, handing me a piece of paper with his mobile number on, "Either of you."

"We will," I said smiling. I still couldn't believe that I'd managed to find my brother so easily after more than one hundred years. I thought that he'd be on the other side of the country or something... But no, here he was in Mystic Falls, kicking Katherine's ass. Us originals are awesome like that. 

Damon looked at me after watching Klaus leave through the door, "I like your brother," he said, nodding.

"You gay for my brother now?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Oh sure," Damon said, leaning down and then whispering in my ear, "If I was gay, I wouldn't be engaged to you."

"You could be bisexual," I pointed out, totally ruining the moment.

"Nope. I don't like men that way."

"You got something against gays now too?" I asked.

"Nope. Why would I be gay, if I've got you?"

I thought for a moment, but I didn't have an answer, "I dunno. Maybe I'm not as awesome as you've been saying I am after all these years..." I said trailing off in thought.

"I highly doubt that," Damon said smirking.

Just then Stefan walked through the door, a young girl behind him. She was that annoying one with the witch for a best friend... Elena. They were kissing, and not just normal kissing... The 'I'm going to  get in your pants' kissing. 

"Looks like Stefan has a friend," Damon said, clearly smug because he'd just completely ruined their moment. I guess it was karma though. Stefan did the same thing to us quite often. Stefan looked up from Elena and a flicker of embarrassment covered his face. Elena, looked a little red on the cheeks and looked super embarrassed about it. 

"What are you two doing?" I asked sarcastically.

"Oh you know..." Stefan said, thinking, "Homework," he said quietly.

"Liar liar, pants on fire," Damon said sarcastically.

"I think I'll go," Elena said quietly to Stefan.

"No, no it's fine," I said smirking, "You two get into each other pants... Me and Damon will leave and find something else to do," I said nodding and then grabbed Damon's arm and pulled him out through the door, "Come on then."

As soon as me and Damon had shut the door behind us, we burst out laughing, "Stefan, Stefan, Stefan," he muttered to himself, "If you're gonna get a girl in your bed... At least make sure no one's home," he said grinning. 

"No," I said suddenly, "I don't want to hear, see or talk about any more of Stefan's sex life. As small as it is. It's not worth mentioning."

Damon just grinned and pulled my arm, pulling me down the driveway, and walking to the grill.

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Sat on Damon's lap at the bar, I was on my seventh shot of tequila. Damon had stuck with whiskey, but I was more adventurous with my drinking. Just as I was about to pick up my eigth shot, Damon stole it from me, "Well that was immature," I said frowning.

"You're drunk," Damon pointed out.

"I'm not drunk. I'm just happy, like a bunny... An alive bunny though, before it heard about Stefan and his bunny eating habits," I tried to explain.

"This is why you're not having any more tequila." Damon said simply.

"What? Bunnies talk... Don't think that they haven't heard about Stefan. He's like satan for bunnies," I nodded. 

"Come on you, we're going home," Damon said, picking up his glass of whiskey and downing it. Afterwards, he lifted me up bridally and carried me out of the grill.

"Elena?" Some girl asked me as Damon carried me out of the grill. She had mid-length blonde hair and dark eyes.

"I'm not Elena, you silly goose. I'm Annabelle. Elena's screwing Stefan at our house," I said glancing up at Damon.

"She's drunk, but she's telling the truth. She's not Elena," Damon said simply.

"And how would you know?" the girl asked.

"Just trust me, it's not Elena."

"Fine. But I do have one question. Are you single?" she asked tilting her head. I frowned, and kept myself from murdering her. That was kind of a stupid question. 

"Nope, engaged." Damon said simply and carried me home.

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Once we got home, I noticed Elena walking around, wearing what was obviously Stefan's shirt, "Seriously?" I frowned as Damon put me down, "It's bad enough you two do it, but now you're walking around wearing his shirt? Next he's gonna be wearing your bra." 

"Annabelle? Calm down."

"No," I said to Damon.

"She's drunk," Damon said to Elena, then he picked me up, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me up to bed. I saw Elena give me some weird looks as Damon carried me, once we got to our room, he placed me on the bed. Within seconds, I had fallen asleep.

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