𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐞.
chapter three, get out of my head!

MASON LOCKWOOD ROLLED KATHERINE OVER SO THAT HE WAS PROPPED ABOVE HER ON THE BED. His hands were exploring every inch of her body, eager to touch every inch of her skin. He leaned forward, lips pressing wet kisses along her neck and chest.

"Shhh."

The vampire giggled, a playful smile gracing her lips. Mason stopped kissing her stomach to look at her. He raised an eyebrow at her. She placed a finger to his lips, her smile becoming mischievous.

"Ms. Flowers will think I'm a floozy if I have a man in here."

"Why are you staying here?" He quizzed, hands still tracing lazily against her skin. Mason looked up at her, a twinkle shinning in his eyes. "Because I like this little bed and breakfast, don't you?"

"I love it."

Mason agreed, a crooked grin tugging at his lips. Smirking deviously, Katherine rolled on top of him. Surprised, he let out a chuckled just as she smashed her lips on his, kissing him passionately.

Katherine pushed him down on the bed, removing her lips so that she could kiss his chest. Mason laughed, enjoying her boldness.

The doppelgänger paused, her hooded eyes meeting his own as she tilted her head to the side. She looked stunning to Mason━━ her curls fell effortlessly past her shoulders, cascading down to her breasts. Her brown locks framed her slim face that wore a look of curiosity well.

"Where is the moonstone?" Taken aback, Mason quickly recovered, wrinkles began to form in the center of his forehead. He scooted back so that he was leaning against the headboard of the bed. "Somewhere safe."

"Don't you trust me?" Katherine pouted. Her delivery was playful, but her question was serious. "I don't trust anyone."

"You scared I'm gonna kill you?" Katherine felt herself freeze. Mason looked her in the eyes and smiled. She could see the admiration he held for her. It was overwhelming. "No, you won't."

England, 1492. . .

ZAKIYAH HELD THE BRUNETTE'S FACE IN HER HANDS, THE PADDING OF HER THUMBS BRUSHING AWAY THE TEARS. Zakiyah furrowed her brows at the love of her life━━ her universe, confused as to why she was crying.

Zakiyah's eyes narrowed, her right hand trailing to her lover's neck that had jagged imprints along her flesh. Katerina hissed, drawing away from the Black beauty's intoxicating touch.

"My love, what has happened? What infliction was done to your neck?" Zakiyah tried reaching for Katerina's neck again only for the brunette to let out a soft whimper. Zakiyah frowned. "Katerina?"

"Do you trust me, 'Kiyah?" The Bulgarian native sniffled. She slowly raised her head, her doe brown eyes met Zakiyah's kind ones. They held so much love for her━━ love that was unconditional. Zakiyah nodded, her response instant. "Undoubtedly."

Katerina nodded, her hands cupping both sides of Zakiyah's cheeks. Zakiyah smiled, nuzzling her face into Katerina's palm. Her eyes fluttered shut, her lips stretching into a dimpled grin. Katerina felt her bottom lip tremble. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. She hated herself for feeling this way.

"I love you."

Katerina rested her forehead against Zakiyah's. The English beauty slowly opened her eyes, and met Katerina's brown. Katerina's lips quirked into a tired smile. Zakiyah giggled, the melody infectious.

"I love you too, my little dove."

Mystic Falls, present timing. . .

FROWNING, KATHERINE PIERCE PRESSED HER LIPS AGAINST MASON'S, TRYING TO DROWN OUT THE MEMORY PLAGUING HER MIND. She pushed his chin up and started to kiss his neck.

"Katerina, please don't leave me. . ."

Katherine's eyes widened. She bit down viciously, fangs puncturing the soft flesh of the wolf's neck. Mason flinched, a low hiss escaping his gritted teeth.

"Ow! Kath, easy!"

Katherine looked up at him. She licked the corner of her lips, the crimson coating the tip of her tongue. She smirked, feigning innocence.

"Did I hurt you? Sorry."

Katherine ran her tongue along Mason's neck, cleaning it of his blood. She pulled away, her hands resting on his chest that rose and fell steadily.

"What happens once I give you the moonstone?"

"We'll live happily ever after. I promise."

The lie coated in honey had Mason beaming with excitement. He drank it up eagerly; subconsciously believing in the lie because the truth was too much of a heartbreak to bare.

The werewolf smiled, his hand pushing a curly strand behind her ear. His hands traveled to her hips, giving them a squeeze. Katherine smirked.

"I'll bring it tonight, I promise."

"You know I love you."

Katherine whispered, her eyes staring deep within foolish brown. She wanted to laugh at how pathetic Mason truly was━━ he was a hopeless romantic who wanted to be loved. He craved it so much that he believed Katherine could provide such for him when her heart still and forever, belonged to Zakiyah.

"Please, my little dove. . ."

"I love you too."

★彡. ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.

KATHERINE PIERCE WAS PACING BACK AND FORTH, DRIVEN BY HER ANXIETY. She was talking through her hands that made gestures with each word she spoke aloud. She hadn't expected for Damon of all people to spoil her original plans. She nardowed her eyes at the thought of the blue eyed Salvatore.

"I apologize if I seem rattled," Katherine rambled. Her hand raked through her curls. "Circumstances have changed suddenly, and I had to adjust,"

She sat down on her bed, trying to collect her racing thoughts. She involuntarily inhaled Mason's scent that drenched the sheets along with her own. She scowled at the reminder of her failure.

"Mind control is a necessary evil. You see, I need a werewolf, and I've lost the one that I had. Now, tell me what you're going to do to help me get a new one."

The blue eyed blond nodded, remaining silent under her control.

"I'm going to go after Tyler Lockwood."

"And you're not going to stop." She compelled. Matt repeated her words monotonously, a blank look over coming his face. "And I'm not going to stop."

"Until?" Katherine questioned with a raised brow. "Until he kills me."

Katherine smirked, pleased with his response. The blond cleared his throat, blinking as the compulsion took its course. The brunette stood to her feet, expecting the blond to take his leave.

He didn't.

Instead, to her surprise, he called out to her.

"Katherine," She turned, curls bouncing. She was looking over her shoulders at the blond who now captured her attention. "Do you ever miss her?"

"Who?"

"Zakiyah," veins pulsed beneath Katherine's eyes that bled crimson. Her fingers wrapped around Matt's throat, applying pressure. He gasped and sputtered. "You do not get to say her name as if you know her! How do you know that name?"

Katherine made sure to keep her past buried━━ especially that of 'Kiyah. She wouldn't allow her enemies to know her only source of weakness.

So how did Matt Donovan of all people know of Zakiyah Reed? She was a secret; her existence nothing, but a faded memory.

Matt smiled, but it was cynical. She saw his eyes glaze over as his sharp tongue spat of her dwindling legacy. He laughed, mocking her. She hissed at him, fangs extending.

"You can't kill me, Katherine. You need me," Matt sneered. Her grip loosened. He laughed again, infuriating the brunette. "That is, of course if you want plan b to work. How does it feel knowing we're always one step ahead of you?"

"Who is 'we'?" Katherine pressed, her fingers tightening again. Matt snickered again. "Matty blue if you don't tell me, I'll be forced to retaliate."

"Aw, don't be such a poor sport, Kat. That's a surprise for later, you love them don't you? Now answer the question, Katherine. Do. You. Miss. Her?"

Matt batted his eyes innocently, the compulsion getting into Katherine's head who let out a growl. She knew she couldn't kill Matt━━ but the fear and anger icing her veins made her feel mad.

She was going insane. . . her composure slipping. . . Katherine let out a frustrated shriek and threw Matt across the room. The human slammed against the wall, his body fell to the floor, unconscious.

Katherine brought her hands to her head, gripping the strands as her knees buckled. She felt her eyes prickle with tears that threatened to fall. She pinched them shut wanting the torment to stop. She couldn't bare her demons awakening.

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"