Screw Up Ch.2

Damon's plot as being Elijah

I opened Elijah's closet and found only suits in there. Does he have any other kind of clothes beside suits in his possession? I questioned to myself. Even if he has, I wouldn't use them. If I wanted to have fun, I better behave like him. I told myself before I put on his three pieces suit with a pair of matching shoes and socks. Then, I walked down stair. My first plan today is to check on Elena so I was heading toward the front door.

"Morning 'Lijah." A man voice said from behind an artist paper stand or whatever that thing is called. I recogized his sound as well as his artistic behavior; it was Klaus.

Seeing Klaus was in a good mood really irretated me because he was once killed the lovely Elena. I wanted him dead, but last time I fell. I have to be more careful this time. I told myself.

I walked toward to greet that man.

"Good morning, Klaus." I asked pretending to be interested in his painting. Trying to be very polite and formal just like the real Elijah so no one would suspect.

"What are you painting, little bro?" I asked him pretending to be interested in his drawing while pretended to listen to his explaination about his new pain. My eyes finally spotted a bucket full of painting color so I grabbed one and dumped on his head. He was covered in dark brown like he fell into a mud pool and had just got out of it. I laugh. Then, I ran away with a loud growl from Klaus. I knew that the grumpy Klaus could do anything to hurt me for revenge such as dagger me or bite me or even stake me with the white oak stake. Before I left the house, I took my phone out and took a few photos of the muddy Klaus wearing a paint bucket as a hat before I ran with my vampire speed to Elena Gilbert's house.

When I arrived there, Jeremy told me that Elena had just left and he had no idea where his big sister might be so my plan changed. I headed to my house, the Salvatore's boarding house.

Elijah's plot as being Damon

After the shower, I opened Damon Salvatore's closet to find some clothes. I took one suit out and put them on before I put on a pair of matching socks and shoes. Wearing suit made me feel more myself.

After I dressed up, I heard girls voice arguing.

"Damon and I have had a very fun night, right Damon?" I heard Rebekah with sheet wraped around her body said.

When I came down stair, I met Elena. She stared at me strangely today.

"Are you on vervain, Damon?" She asked me with a bit of disapointed which I wondered why.

"No. Why did you ask?" I asked her. I don't know about Damon, but I am pretty sure that I do not need to consume that poison since I am an original.

"Are you mad at me?" I reluctantly asked her.

"No. I just - Why would I?" She answered.

"You seemed irritated. Why don't you tell me what is bothering you?" I told her kindly wishing that I could help.

"Damon. I just-" She said and shruged. "It doesn't matter." She added.

"Are you jealous?" Rebekah interrupted with smirk.

"Elena. Can I have a word with y-?" I spoke but she ran away heading to the door.

Ring! The front door bell rang. Elena opened it. She shocked for a moment.

"Impossible." I murmured to myself.

"Good morning, Elena. Can I have a word with you? Privately." Elijah said or at least his body, my own body said.

Comparing from what I knew when Klaus forced a witch to cast a spell that switch him into another body, his body would usually being lock up in a coffin, but in this case, my body was moving around and being used by someone else. Since I have been switched my body with Damon, my guess is Damon was the one controling my body. Many questions rose in my mind like a bomb. I tried to calm down.

The real Damon or the trouble Elijah noticed that Elena's tear before she whipped it out with her arm pretending to be okay which shaken him to the core of his heart.

"What happened, Elena? Tell me." My body asked.

"I'm sorry, Elijah. I don't feel very well today. Can we talk about it later? I need to go home." Elena answered and tried to walk away, but the trouble Elijah blured to stand in front of her.

"Tell me what happen." He commanded.

I could sense that something happened with Elena. If it was the real me, I wouldn't block Elena to prevent her from going home.

"That's enough, Elijah. Let her go. I believe that it was you who upset Elena." I said. Feeling weird when calling my name in a threatening way.

"Don't." The fake original said.

I lunged at the trouble in front of me not caring that it was my own body and punched him with all my strength. With the power of an original, he threw me flew across the room easily.

"Damon. Are you alright?" I heard Elena rushed toward me and asked me.

"Elijah! What bring you here?" Dressed up Rebekah said.

"Car, little sister. I drove here." He lied.

"Mother is looking for you. She said that you dumped a bucket of paint on Klaus's head. Was that true?" Rebekah asked.

"It's true, little sister. He deserved it." The man in suit replied with a smirk. How strange! She thought.

"In case any of doesn't notice, you guys are acting weird. There must be something fundamentally wrong with you." She told the fake original. "Both of you." She added before eyeing me.

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