[Episode 11 - Bloodlines - 1]

Meeting Stefan Salvatore was fate. Or so I thought it was.

Being his best friend was choice. Or so I thought it was.

I'm looking at my exact carbon copy, right in my hands. The mirror in front of me shows me... But is that all? 

Katherine 1864

Feelings churn in my gut and afraid of them, I run like hell. I run out of there and don't even feel the picture and the watch fall down in reckless endangerment. No. It can't be. Stefan loves Elena. But she looks like Katherine.

I look like Katherine.

Flashes of the past make me step on the accelerator. I need to get out of here. I can't breathe. I can hear my heart thudding a beat higher as everything becomes so much clearer.

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He looks like he's seen a ghost.

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"Your eyes..." he sighs, a bloody hand patting her cheek "Why are they green?"

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"Now, tell me Katherine, how did you escape?"

Kat shakes her head yet again "Escape what Damon?"

He speeds in front of her with a sneer "Does Stefan know?"

She whimpers at his closeness "Damon, I'm Kat, Damon... It's me"

His eyes widen at her in the yellow light of the parlour "Katherine..."

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"Give me one good reason to leave you breathing, Damon." I yank him to the outside of the restroom and surprisingly, he let's me.

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He just tried to kill one of my best friends. But he was wronged. He was helpless and just lost the one hope of getting his love back. As soon as I reciprocate the hug, he sobs harder into my shoulder, trying to muffle the sounds. It's not usual for a man, let alone a man who has lived through a century, to show weakness. I feel something in me crack and I realise that it's my resolve.

Resolve to hate him.

A burst of anger and betrayal goes through my bones. The Salvatore brothers have been playing me for a fool. I'm merely a face they want to keep close.

For all I knew, Damon showed that side to me because I looked like Katherine. Stefan has been here because he wants to protect Elena and me, because we look like Katherine.

I suffocate with various emotions and turn out onto a highway. I don't know where I want to go. Gasping to get air into my lungs, I wipe out my tears. I see a silhouette standing in the middle of the road, standing a bit too close for me to not hit him as I swerve the car. I gasp as my car topples on the road, each thump hitting me harder. The airbags don't deploy and I feel blood seeping down my forehead and metallic tang coats my lips and tongue.

Through my wavering sight, I see the man I crashed into, kneel and I hear the distinctive sound of bones popping into place.

Vampire.

A laugh bubbles through the blood in my mouth. Perfect timing.

Using my super strength, I rip the seat belt in half and crawl out of my banged up car. I spit the blood out and stand on the road, bones healing, mind spinning and head booming with sharp pain.

The vampire stands up with a scoff that the wind wafts my way and he starts walking towards me several paces away. I yank out the crushed bumper from the overturned car and swivel towards him with a snarl "Come on!"

I am so done with vampires.  

I push my feet into a run and so does he, until he slows down and suddenly speeds away into the adjacent forest. "You dick!" I shout and drop my impromptu weapon.

"Hey Ka-" I turn around and punch the voice, feeling my wrist bones break. Grunting, I kick the man who snuck up behind me, in the shins. The motion causes me to sway on my fading feet and I frown at the last person I expected here.

"Damon"

"Damn you got some muscle on yo- whoa!" he catches me before I even knew I was falling "You're fading fast... Look at me! Focus, huh?" cold hands hold my face, thumbs brushing against my forehead and I grit my teeth with burning eyes "You dick" 

His blurry form lightly slaps my cheeks and I frown, my words slurring "Why do I look like her?"

The last thing I hear is a fading 'what?'.

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The sound of the gravel crunching and wind blowing in my ears stirs me awake, to find a smooth smirking face staring back at me. 

I groan "Morning". Then I look around. Wait, we're in a car. A moving car. A car speeding by an unknown area.

"Where are we?" I ask, skeptical of the prospects right now.

"Georgia"

I smirk and ask again "No. Seriously Damon, where are we?"

He's the one smirking now "Georgia. How are ya feeling?" I shrug and make a show of rolling my shoulder and poking my arms and ribs "Broken bones healed. But I would like to know who the heck owes Elena a new SUV"

Damon rolls his eyes and mutters a "So would I"

Then everything that happened last night comes to my mind in a clear show. Growling, I box Damon in the cheek and he muffles a sound of pain as he recovers.

"What the fuck was that?"

"Pull over" I demand with a glare "I said pull over!"

He listens for once and the car screeches to a halt. I get out with a groan of stretching muscles and start walking away when something rings in Damon's pocket. 

Damon gets out quickly and fishes out the phone from his pocket. It's Stefan. I try to snatch the phone from him but the vampire tries to play with me as he holds the mobile up above his head with an outstretched hand. I roll my eyes. Stalking closer to him, I leave 2 inches between us as I look into his eyes. Taking my moment, I stretch my hand and snatch the phone away. Damon pouts as I answer the phone, hanging my tongue out at him like a child.

"Hello Stefan"

"Violet! Are you alright? Oh my Go-"

"I'm alright. How's Elena?"

"She's okay..."

"I'm assuming she found that photo-"

"It's not what it looks like Viv-"

"That you find our faces something to replace your vampire ex's? Choose your next words very carefully Stefan"

There is no pause before he answers"No! That's not it at all! I love Elena and you are my best friend"

I tut in anger "We'll talk when I come home. I'm with Damon by the way. Bye Stefan" I roll my eyes and cut the call off before he can say anything.

Damon whistles "Damn, you're pretty when you're angry-"

I raise my brows with a sarcastic smile "Really? Then I'm about to become GORGEOUS!" I snarl and jump on his back, all the while hitting and butting my head with his.

"Stop! I said stop!" he squishes me against his car and turns behind with a glare "Shut up and get in the car. Stop annoying me"

I scoff, glaring at him "Screw you, I'm driving"

I try to go towards the car but Damon becomes emotional, having empowered his darling shining car a part of his soul "O no. No you are not Kat. I don't want my car to end like the last car you drove"

I roll my eyes "Then we better be going to a bar or a place of answers. Or I'm setting you on fire and you can bid the hope of seeing this face, goodbye. Get in the car..." I boss around.