Breaking Point
Chapter 4
Later that night after Elena went to sleep Damon came down to the study and was surprised to find Elijah sitting in a chair kwa the fire.
“Please, have a seat, Damon. Don’t mind me,” he told Damon.
Damon hesitated at first but soon joined him in an evening nightcap.
“Would wewe believe that I was once in a similar situation to yours?”
“What situation do wewe mean?” Damon asked as he took a sip of his bourbon.
“You’re in upendo with the same girl as your brother. Believe me, I know something of that,” Elijah alisema bitterly as he took a deep sip of his drink. “And I also know how it feels to not be the one picked. Always stepping aside for your precious, beloved brother.” He ended his statement kwa crushing his glass which shocked Damon.
Damon looked at him in stunned silence. Elijah in a similar situation? What the hell?
“I can clearly see you’re surprised. Yes, I too had a brother who was always the golden boy. Always getting everything while I sat back and watched. Now, I plan on sending him straight to hell!” Elijah alisema bitterly.
“A brother? Another original?” Damon asked; his interest piqued.
“Yes, unfortunately, another original and I believe you’ve heard of him. Klaus,” Elijah responded.
“WHAT?” Damon shot.
“Yes, and he’s well, a half-brother, but brother just the same.”
“Well, well. The plot thickens,” Damon mused. “Who’s the girl?”
“Oh, I believe wewe know her too. She was the one who turned your brother and you. Katherine.”
At that Damon’s glass went crashing from his hand to the floor and smashed. “Son of a bitch!” he spat.
“Bitch indeed,” Elijah alisema going for another drink.
“That woman is like a bad penny. She keeps turning up and fucking things up beyond repair!” Damon sneered.
“Yes, but then she was a human. I’d like to think that she wasn’t always a conniving bitch.”
“You nailed that one right,” Damon alisema as he cleaned up the broken glass.
The inayofuata day, being a Saturday, made for an awkward morning since there was no school so that left Stefan to deal with Elena and Damon.
When he saw Damon and Elena coming down the stairs together talking softly he snapped and launched himself at Damon slamming him up against the paneled ukuta hard.
“You couldn’t leave well enough alone, could you? I bet wewe couldn’t wait to get her in your kitanda too! I hope he was worth it, Elena!” Stefan spat.
Elena gasped at Stefan’s crude words. “Now, that was uncalled for! NO, we didn’t sleep together! That was really crude of you, Stefan!” she alisema angrily.
“Yeah, like I could ever take anything from the golden boy!” Damon sneered. “You who had everything! Everything I never did! wewe had father’s love, Katherine’s upendo and now Elena’s! Yes, I’m lucky that Elena came around and admitted she feels something for me too. I never once pretended to be anything but who I am, unlike you, wewe smug bastard! It wasn’t wewe was beaten siku and night kwa father! NO! I got beatings enough for the both of us! Then there was Katherine. Oh sure, she played the game that she loved us both, but she didn’t. She just liked the way I fucked her! So FUCK OFF!!” Damon roared and shoved Stefan off of his so hard that he sent him flailing into the kitanda in the study causing it to tip over.
“Prick!” Stefan hissed as he adjusted the kitanda and flew at Damon with a stake in hand but Elena rushed in between them and took hold of Stefan’s arm.
“Stefan, NO!” She cried pulling his arm.
Angrily, Stefan shook her off roughly which sent her into the ukuta knocking her down. Seeing that, Damon launched himself at Stefan with newly found rage.
“You want to kill me! FINE, kill me! But do NOT hurt her, au I will KILL you!!” Damon shouted grabbing hold of the stake.
Hearing the ruckus downstairs, Elijah came down and forced himself in between the two brothers and held a hand out in front of each of them.
“Stop this!” he commanded. Then he gave an ironic smirk. “Ah, this too, is all too familiar. Now, if neither of wewe can behave civilly, I will be sure to deal with each of wewe accordingly. Now, break it up!”
The two men exchanged violent glances but backed down. Damon then went to Elena’s side to help her up. Stefan left the house and slammed the door on the way out.
Elijah let out a sigh of exasperation, “Child!” he muttered and then said, “I’m going out. I need a break. I feel like a goddamn referee here.”
