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She knows. I had always seen this coming but tried to delay it as much as I could. Still not everything works the way I want, in fact I think nothing ever works the way I want. 

Everything gets so screwed up as if the Lord Himself is mocking at me. I'm not very religious, well religion and Damon Salvatore barely crossed paths. I might have had some morals but thanks to my dearest father nothing moral exists in me anymore. 

Melanie puts it as self loathing and recommends me to stop hating myself so much in order to have a peaceful life. And she's right. But I just can't get anything close to peace in my life and I have accepted it. 

However much I don't want to, I always end up doing wrong no matter what my intentions really are. 

And that's what happened with Stefan. 

I kicked him out. And it was wrong. It was a sort of solution to a crisis but was not the right one. I had to make him believe that I had never quit hating him ever since that disastrous night in 1864. 

While in reality, I do not hate him. Its difficult for me to sort out my feelings and find out if I really care for Stefan or not but one thing is clear; he's my brother and it can't be changed. And that's why I planned to pay him a visit. 

I knew he wouldn't approve of it but honestly, who cares? Melanie doesn't know but I had kept track of my little brother ever since the day I kicked him out. Have been aware of his every single move. 

And it's quite surprising that he didn't retreat to his Ripper days. Awful mess he was, back then in the 1920s. I have to give him credit for this. 

I met him at the Boarding House which our father owned in Mystic Falls, Virginia. It was much like visiting an old place which I once called home but the only difference was that I never had any homely memories associated with it. 

Stefan's the same as ever only with a slight change in his haircut. And he also has the same foolish moral values. We didn't have a much emotional reunion in fact it was a kind of meeting two highly formal business rivals would conduct. 

I enjoy annoying him, I always have. But well he took this one to heart. Elena. The doppelganger. The third Petrova doppelganger after Katherine. Its a long story which I don't I tend to waste time on writing but briefly, I met the girl and she looks, talks and seems exactly like Katherine. 

Possibly that was the first spark of attraction between her and my dear little brother. As far as I know, they are dating and that is absolutely none of my business. 

I mean... Nothing. 

Of course dear Saint Stefan gets everything and everyone. Well, I paid him the wretched visit and we got involved in a fight. I was only saying the truth but he has got some issues regarding the people he cares for, the little town and obviously the harmless delicate little Elena. 

The fight caused me to retaliate and its entirely Stefan's fault. I don't know what the hell is wrong with both of us. We are brothers, we care for each other but we hate each other to death too and considering we are already dead it doesn't even make any sense. 

And it always comes down to a woman. Always. It was Katherine who started it and I have a feeling that this Elena girl is going to be the one to either end it or make it worse. 

I would bet a fiver on the latter though. Because nothing is ever supposed to get settled in our lives being vampires and all. I do hope that Stefan sees sense soon. But I don't really know. Seeing the doppelganger surely strikes memories, memories I so long to remove but can't.

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(A/N: To get a better insight on this chapter, please check the video attached to it. It is about the little visit Damon paid to Stefan in Mystic Falls, Virginia.)