Revised 6/25/14

Elena's POV

I sat on my window seat and stared down at my diary in my lap. I had already written down what had happened the past two days - my kiss with Damon, Kol beating Damon senseless with a baseball bat, and my trip down to Denver to get Jeremy away from the vampires.

My mind and my heart were so confused with the whole Damon issue. I cared for him- I knew that much, but was I in love with him, like I was in love with his brother?

Stefan had already made it clear that he didn't want to see me or be with me- and that he couldn't feel anymore. He had said it would've been too painful to feel, but I still had hope for us.

I grabbed my phone and checked it for messages, thinking about calling Caroline for boy advice.

A loud knock at the front door interrupted my train of thought. Getting up and wandering downstairs to answer it, I grabbed my phone. I would definitely have to call Caroline. I tried to shove my phone into my sweats, but remembered they had no pockets. I shrugged and shoved my phone into the under-wire of my bra, right between my breasts. It worked well enough.

I opened the door and peered outside into the dark and misty night.

"Hello?" I called, almost tempted to walk outside and look around. "Is anyone there?"

Only the crickets responded with their normal chirping.

"Hmm," I narrowed my eyes before shutting the door.

I turned around and grabbed a wooden stake that I kept stashed in the drawer in the coffee table, just for good measure.

"Jer!" I called upstairs.

As I stared up the stairs waiting for Jeremy to come downstairs, I heard a soft knock on the door again. I whirled around and opened the door.

"Seriously, this is NOT funny." I called out to the darkness.

Leaving the door open, I walked up the stairs and bumped into Jeremy.

"Whaa'?" Jeremy asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily and looking down at me. "What is it Elena?"

"Someone keeps ringing the doorbell and knocking, but I don't know who it is!" I informed him as they walked downstairs.

He looked at me as we reached the bottom and mouthed, "Is it a vampire?"

I shrugged and darted my eyes down to the stake in my hand, and then to the door.

"Here let me see," he said, and took the stake from me, walking outside slowly.

"No Jer, don't!" I started to warn, but it was too late.

As soon as his body was outside the door, a person rushed up to him and wrapped his arm around Jeremy's neck.

It was Klaus's brother, Kol.

Kol smirked arrogantly and said, "Mmm, well… you're not who I was expecting but I'm sure I can get what I want some way or other." He easily disarmed Jeremy and threw his weapon into our bushes.

My breath caught in my throat and I stared at Jeremy caught in Kol's headlock.

"P-Please let him go," I requested as strongly as I could.

"Ah, ah, ah. That's not how my game works," he told me with a devilish grin.

He tightened his grip around Jeremy's neck and I started for the door, wanting to step outside and help him.

"Don't Elena," Jeremy warned in a small and breathy voice.

"Please don't hurt my brother!" I pleaded. "I'll do anything! Just please don't hurt him!"

"Hm, anything?" Kol replied with a smirk. "Step outside."

Jeremy's eyes widened and stared at me as if to say no, don't Elena!

I stared at Kol's hard brown eyes.

"Promise me you won't hurt him - or me if I step outside." I demanded.

"Demanding, aren't we?" he smirked. "I suppose…I give you my word that I won't hurt your brother if you step outside. You…on the other hand…"

I just glared at him as he seemed to weigh his options.

"I won't kill you." He said with a cheeky smile.

My heart was pounding violently in my chest as I took an unsteady step outside. As soon as I did, I was so thankful I had my phone.

He released my brother and shoved him inside. I head Jeremy stumble and fall inside. I took a step to the side, standing as far away from Kol as I dared. He smirked and walked around me slowly, like a predator. I took a deep breath and tried to steady my heart rate.

"Elena-" Jeremy started to say, but Kol cut him off.

Kol turned towards my brother, and looked him dead in the eye, "Go to bed and think nothing of what happened here until morning. Then you can tell the Salvatore boys how Kol took off with their little doppelganger as revenge to Damon. And if Klaus asks why I did this, just tell him that this is revenge for carting me around in a coffin for decades!"

Kol smirked as Jeremy's gaze glazed over. His eyes drifted to me, and they cleared slightly, his gaze terrified. Jeremy shut the door and walked upstairs, leaving me all alone with the vampire on the porch.

Smirking again, he zoomed towards me and slammed my head against the wall of the house. My vision darkened and I slumped to the ground.

Kol's POV

I watched as the light quickly faded from her eyes and caught her before she hit the ground. Feeling her pulse, I made sure I hadn't killed her. It was normal, but I noticed a bump forming on the side of her head. Elena would definitely be out for a few hours. Adjusting her little body in my arms, I took her to my sleek black Dodge Charger across the street.

I pulled open the door with one hand, carefully balancing her in my other. Bending down, I laid her in the back seat. When I was almost out of the car, I remembered humans' infatuation with electronic devices. I leaned back in and patted her jean pockets.

No phone.

Thank God she's not awake, this would be a bitawkward. I thought to myself with a cocky smirk.

I bound her with duck tape, and placed a small strip on her mouth, to keep her quiet.

I got out of the backseat and shut the door, going around to my side of the car and getting in. Starting the car, I turned around to take another look at her.

I actually looked at her this time, taking in her features. I found myself shocked at how much she looked like my brothers' old lover, Tatia, and how she looked like the Salvatores' old lover, Katrina Petrova, or as they knew her, Katherine.

I had to admit, she was pretty. And for a moment I lost myself and brushed a piece of dark brown hair out of her face. A second later I realized what I was doing and quickly pulled my hand back, turning around in my seat.

Now it was time to add the last touches to my plan. I pulled away from her house, and sped off down the road.

The Salvatores and my brother would regret ever messing with me.