What Do You Want?

Rating: T

Word Count: 635

Summary: Elena saw the kiss between Damon and Katherine. The scene brings questions to her mind – and heart – about Damon's feelings, and Isobel's words. However, Katherine's return brings trouble, as always, along with one question... "What do you want?"

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries. I can only dream that I did. Except, if that were the case, Damon Salvatore would be with Elena, but only because I'm not in the series! =D

What Do You Want?

My mind refused to absorb what I was seeing.

I couldn't understand it.

Hidden behind a tree down my driveway, I had to clasp my hands over my mouth, lest I gasp with shock.

Damon was kissing... Me?

Yet, of course that couldn't be possible. I was standing here, behind a tree...

...Katherine?

I ordered myself to keep calm, and pried my hands away from my face. I didn't dare to breathe as I squinted my eyes and leaned forward.

Just then, Aunt Jenna burst out of the front door. Surprise, then anger appeared on her face, and her lips moved as she stared at Katherine. I couldn't hear what she said, but I saw myself gather up a dress-sleeve and shoebox and rush inside.

That's where my things went, I thought, astonished. I recalled going into the school to retrieve my dress and shoes after Stefan rescued Damon from the fire, only to find them missing.

Stefan couldn't understand why someone would steal my belongings, and to be honest, I couldn't, either.

But Katherine was inside my house. With my aunt. With my brother. With my father...

As Damon stood on the porch, his fingers brushing across his lips, I unfroze my body and began to move toward my house.

Finally, Damon noticed me, and I gestured that he not make noise. "Please," I mouthed silently, beckoning him toward me.

Immediately he was at my side, and had his hand at the base of my throat, where the vervain locket sat at my collarbone.

His face crumpled, and he scooped me up instantly.

I felt warmth creep up my neck in embarrassment, settling firmly in my cheeks, before I felt the lurch in my stomach as he began running.

Minutes later, he set me down slowly; we were at the boardinghouse.

Vertigo swept over me, and I clutched his shoulder to avoid falling.

"Well, it would seem St. Stefan hasn't taken you for a run, yet." Damon's sarcastic voice sounded off, and I glanced up. He was clenching and unclenching his jaw.

"Damon," I began, but he broke away from me.

"What, Elena." He looked away from me and gave a short, mirthless chuckle. "It isn't your fault that bitch tricked me into thinking she was you. Hell, it isn't even her fault!" His voice was less than a hiss, and I had no words to console him.

"I should have noticed your necklace was missing... And that you didn't reek of human."

I felt my throat clench in despair; it hurt me deeply, seeing him hurting like he was.

Before I could say anything, Stefan showed up, popping up out of the woods. The worry on his face was plain to see, and he ran over to us, placing an arm at my waist immediately.

I forced back a flinch.

Damon had kissed Katherine, thinking she was me... How was I supposed to process that? After having assured Stefan that there was nothing to worry about, too!

Poor Damon...

I looked over at him, then, to see him putting back up his walls. My heart clenched painfully in my chest.

He said nothing, instead turning on his heel to walk up to the house, disappearing inside with a slam of the front door. That left Stefan to stare at me oddly.

"What happened, Elena?" he asked softly, taking my hand to lead me toward the house.

I was at a loss for words, so I said nothing until we reached the door.

"I'm not entirely sure," I whispered honestly.

Why would Damon kiss who he thought was me? I thought, worrying my bottom lip with my teeth.

Isobel's words shot through my mind, leaving me gasping for breath.

"Because he's in love with you."

A/N: Let me know what you think, so far? I'm hoping that I can make a decent story with this! I'm very excited to try, and I dearly hope you readers enjoy it. Ah, also, it's kind of short. Hopefully I'll be able to post more lengthy chapters!

Love, Mari