If We Had Met First

Chapter Twenty Six

When she tugged gently on the rope she discovered two things. One was that the other end of the rope was tied securely to a metal ring in the wall. Two was that judging from the way her skin burned when rubbed against the rope it had been soaked with vervain.

“Comfortable Katherine?”

She whipped around to see Damon’s face peering in at her through the small window on the door that had bars in it. He looked amused, and just like his cocky self.

“How did you know it was me?” Katherine asked trying to ignore the burning of her wrist.

“You may have my brother fooled but between you and me looks are the only thing you and Elena have in common. So it’s not really hard to tell you apart if you’re paying attention which luckily I was. What were you planning on doing? Sleeping with Stefan again?”

Katherine laughed and shook her head, “of course not, sweet little Elena wouldn’t do that and after what happened last time I had to be a lot more like Elena. All I wanted was a kiss, but you being you wouldn’t let it go that far. What is it Damon are you jealous? Jealous that as soon as I return I go straight after Stefan without giving you a second look? If you let me go I promise to give you a lot more than just a kiss.” She let a seductive tone creep into her voice. Truth be told she would be completely fine with it if Damon took her up on her offer. From what she remembered from 1864 which was a lot he was more than good and becoming a vampire would probably have made it even better.

“Nice try Katherine, but the cellar is definitely where little vampire sluts like you belong. Now tell me, why are you back in Mystic Falls?”

“You were a lot more fun back in 1864.” Katherine grumbled.

Damon chuckled, “a lot has changed since 1864.”

“Clearly, back then you couldn’t get enough of me.”

“Judging from the change of subject you don’t plan on telling me what you’re doing here do you?”

“Not in the slightest. What is the point of having a diabolical plan if I just go around blabbing about it to everyone. The only way diabolical plans are ever really successful is if they stay a secret.” Katherine replied.

“Well, I guess we will see what a couple days, or even weeks of going without blood will do to change your mind.”

The last thing Katherine saw of him was his smirk before he walked away. She heard his footsteps going up the stairs, when she was sure he could no longer hear her she spoke. “Are you going to come keep me company Stefan or are you just going to stand there where I can’t see you?”

After only a couple seconds Stefan’s face reappeared where Damon’s had been. His eyes were narrowed and he looked completely pissed off, instead of finding it scary she actually found his anger somewhat amusing.

“Hey Stefan have you ever heard the phrase ‘fool me once shame on you but fool me twice shame on me?’. It seems only too fitting considering what just happened. Does the fact that Damon is able to figure out when it’s not really his little girlfriend when you can’t bother you?” Katherine ask and she gracefully sat down with her back against the stone wall. Every time she moved she was careful to keep her wrist still to minimize the pain caused by vervain.

“It brings you pleasure doesn’t it? Torturing me?”

“I didn’t do what I did to torture you Stefan. I did it because you and I both know that pretending to be Elena is the only way I can get what I want. And what I want is to be with you.”

“I thought you said that the only way a diabolical plan can work is if it is kept a secret,”

Katherine just shrugged and smiled at Stefan.