Text from; Douchebag Salvatore

I'm sorry I can't be who you want me to be.

Text to; Douchebag Salvatore

The most dysfunctional relationship around.

"So, now I am squatting in your house." I am once again on the couch with a white blanket covering my body. The wound on my head has fully healed, now I am just waiting for the small bit of concussion left to leave my brain. I am still a bit dizzy, but at least I got to sleep in Damon's bed last night instead of this god damned leather couch. The only good thing about pretty much dying is gaining a bit of Damon Salvatore sympathy. It's a rare product.

"It's still the Salvatore boarding house, not the Gilbert boarding house. And you know you are always welcome here." I smile as she carefully holds my hand. People have been way too gentle with me.

Sleeping through the day, through the visit of a lawyer and through the expected hilarities of Elena allowing the two vampires full access to the house was a real talent. I had slept straight through the entire afternoon that the rest of the gang was at school, when I woke up Damon was lying beside me. Speaking of Damon, he walks in with a concerned look on his face.

"Klaus made his move, I take it Elena here didn't tell you that?" I just nod at him while I mess with my cuticles, picking at them until they start to bleed. I am so scared, even if I don't want to show it.

Elena sits down on the leather chair next to me, "he told me he would be at the dance tonight."

"So, we go to the dance and we find him right?" Stefan who has just entered the room shakes his head.

"Really? How are we going to do that? We don't even know what he looks like."

"Something tells me he's not going to be sixteen and pimply." Damon replies.

"Let me interrupt with this. I know what Klaus looks like."

Damon grins sarcastically, "well you're not coming with us."

"I am most definitely coming with you, if it is just to wear a very cute outfit I have."

"You were literally dead yesterday."

"Only for five minutes, I am fine I promise."

"I don't want to use you as some kind of bait in the state you are in." Stefan interjects.

"He could be anywhere at any time. He compelled somebody at school-" he looks at Bonnie and Elena with judging eyes "- I guess it's not as safe as you guys thought, huh?"

There is a knock at the door. It's a slightly useless knock as Alaric enters the house anyway, Damon walks over to him. "There you are."

"Sorry, I'm late." Damon taps on his chest, "Hey, I need you to put me down as a chaperone at the dance tonight. Klaus made his first move." Stefan has sat down on the couch by my feet while Elena is still sitting in the matching leather chair, her feet pulled up into her body.

"Okay, so we find him and then what, hmm? What's our plan of attack?"

Bonnie answers, "Me. I'm the plan. He had no idea how much power I can channel. If you can find him, I can kill him."

"That's not going to be that easy. I mean he is the biggest, baddest vampire around." Alaric replies, maybe putting a little too much faith in Klaus. I bite off a hang nail.

"He really isn't that cool, pretty hot though." Alaric sniggers.

"Alaric has a point. I mean, what if he..." Damon rushes towards Bonnie with al his speed but doesn't even get anywhere near her, she throws him to the other side of the room with just a flick of her wrist.

"I mean, great work." Stefan shrugs, "well, I was impressed."

Bonnie stands confidently straight, "It doesn't matter if he's an Original. I can take down anyone who comes at me. I can kill him, guys. I know I can."

I walk in on Damon's arm. It's for the best because I need the support, he needs to help me balance my way through the crowd. I am wearing a black and white checkered skirt with a black turtle neck tucked inside. Over the collar hangs a pearl necklace.

From way over here I can see Bonnie and Jeremy embracing and somehow I feel it when Elena and Stefan join us at my side.

"You look gorgeous as always 'Lena." She smiles and embraces me.

We walk over to Bonnie and Jeremy who seem to be in some sort of heated conversation.

"Evenin'" Damon says and a dizzy spell overtakes me, I tighten my hold on his arm and I hope he is the only one who notices.

"You look beautiful Bonnie," I hug her and I might just put a little bit too much of my bodyweight on her in said hug, luckily Damon pulls me back into his arms.

"You guys ready to do this?" we all nod.

Inside the school gymnasium everyone is already dancing. The music is loud and booming and even though I am doing a lot better it still hurts my head. Damon guides me through the mass of people. Suddenly a voice over the speakers, "Thanks for being here, everybody! We have a special shout-out tonight." We all seem to stop at the exact same time and my eyes are immediately drawn to Elena, who is already looking at me.

"This is for Lola and Elena. From Klaus." A soft song starts to play. Elena looks completely stunned and I am sure I look the exact same.

"That was a lame, cheap shot. He's just trying to bait us." We look like the bloody scooby gang standing still in the middle of a dance. All wearing ridiculous outfits- except for Damon and Stefan of course, who look elegant through everything- with shocked looks on our faces.

Elena looks around here, "I know everyone here."

Stefan shakes his head, "maybe he's not here. Just wants us to believe that he is."

Damon interrupts him by squeezing my hand and guiding me to the dancefloor, "it's a party, people. Blend. Let him come to us."  So he takes me by the arm and lays his hands around my waist, and everything is right in the world when I look at his stupid, smug smile.