Chapter 3
)Elena's POV(
Present Day, Mystic Falls
I woke up...on the couch in the living room? I heard a crash, and Stefan yelled.
Just then, Damon walked down the stairs. He looked around, and, when he saw me, instantly, he was a blur.
And then, I was being shoved up against a wall, with Damon on top of me.
"Katherine." He smiled evilly.
"What?" I shrieked.
His fist just missed my head, as he attempted smashing my skull.
"Shut up," He snarled.
"Stefan!" I screamed.
Damon's hand shot out and smothered my throat, preventing me from breathing.
"Help! Please!" I gasped, desperately trying to inhale oxygen.
A sick smile spread across Damon's face. "No one's gonna help you, Katherine."
"Please, Damon! Get off!"
"Aww, but then there wouldn't be any fun, would there, Katherine?"
I froze. "You think I'm Katherine?"
Damon froze too.
"Isn't Katherine in the tomb?" I asked, sceptically.
Stefan came stomping down the stairs, a stake in his hand.
"What the...DAMON! What are you doing?"
"It's Katherine, Stefan. Now," he said, turning his attention back to me. "How would you like a stake in your heart?"
I screamed again. "No! Please! I'm Elena! Elena!"
"Prove it," Stefan leered in my face.
"Uh...We first met outside the men's bathroom at school?" I tried weakly, then turned to Damon. "And we first met the first time I came here, and Stefan was gone."
Stefan and Damon both had expressions of scorn on their faces.
"C'mon, Katherine. Everyone knows that." Stefan scoffed.
Desperate to prove my humanity, I snatched the stake from Stefan's hand, which he snatched back. I slammed my head back into the wall in exasperation, but then realized my mistake as black began to edge my reality.Reality hurt, the black didn't, so I closed my eyes, losing consciousness, just as something sticky touched my lips.
)Carlotta's POV(
Present Day, Mystic Falls
"Here," I set Andrea down on the grassy ground out-skirting a forest. Andrea sighed dramatically as we stopped at the sign that read: Welcome to Mystic Falls, Virginia.
"Mystic Falls?" Andrea asked sceptically.
I nodded. "Yeah, this place was great back in the day."
Andrea stared at me curiously, but I pretended not to notice. "C'mon." I began walking.
"Wait-I have to walk now?" Andrea ran to keep up with me.
"Yeah, or until we get a car."
"When you say 'get,' do you mean..."
"Steal?" I turned to face her, a smile etched on my face. "Hot-wire, borrow without permission and or intent of bringing it back..... whichever you like more."
Andrea rolled her eyes. "I call it like I see it."
"Good."
She looked curiously at me, so I explained.
"It's called compulsion."
Andrea rolled her eyes again, and toyed with her vervain bracelet. "Oh, that's a nice car," she commented, and pointed at a dark grey 2012 Audi R8 GT 5.2 FSI quattro Spyder, but I scoffed.
"Puh-lease."
"Oh, yeah? I happen to love Audi's, and I don't see a better car here. If you do, then, please." She gestured around her. "Do share."
I sighed, and pointed a finger at the European razor-red DKR Porshe 911 Turbo with a black stripe down the middle that I could already hear approaching.
"Oh," Andrea's face fell. "So...no Audi?"
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