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Who's Crying Now	By : Jayded Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 6706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3- Elena
What the hell was I doing here? I had no business being here, no business trying to deny my feelings for Damon and definitely no business going out on a date with his brother. I wasn't a jock, I didn't fit in well with the popular group, had always been an outcast and Stefan talking about football and all of his buddies- from Tyler Lockwood, the ass that had done nothing but verbally abuse me since I got into high school- wasn't doing anything to improve my mood. Couldn't he tell that I was bored out of my mind. Pushing another strand out of my face, I tried not to sigh as he launched into a story about this person and that at the latest party (something that I had avoided doing for the life of me) and it took everything in me to even remotely look like I was paying attention. The waiter arrived to take our orders, looking at me in what I hoped was sympathy as Stefan ordered for not only himself, but me as well, barely consulting me on what I wanted and picking something that would be better suited for one of his football buddies then it was for me. Forcing a smile to my lips, I nodded when he asked if I was okay and went back to playing with the straw that was floating idly in my glass of water.
"Sorry I'm probably boring you..." He atleast had the decency to look sheepish as he watched me from under his eyelashes and it was only because of that that I didn't tell him that yes, he was in fact boring me.
"Not at all." Yup that smile that I just gave you was as fake as it can possibly get and you haven't even noticed. Stefan smiled back at me before going back to his original conversation. The last thing that I wanted to be talking about was Tyler and his girlfriend Caroline and the things that they got up too. I needed to get out of there and quickly before I lost it. Clearing my throat, I slid my chair back, trying to control the urge to dart towards the bathroom after I had finally decided that getting out of there sounded like the best plan that I could come up with.
"excuse me just a moment please." even if I was desperate to be out of there I wasn't going to be rude, my parents would be rolling around in their graves if I was. Stefan nodding, looking extremely confused, as I realized that I had probably interrupted him mid-sentence...but I really couldn't bring myself to care...what girl in their right mind wants to listen to a boy prattle on and on for a whole dinner about the guys that he gets sweaty tackling? Smiling, I pushed my chair in and picked up my purse, hoping that he was assuming that it was some female thing that had me walking as quickly as I could to the bathroom- sure it was probably bad for him to assume that but oh well, when a girls desperate, she's desperate! The door to the restroom was barely shutting behind me before I was dumping the contents of my purse on the counter in a desperate search for my cell phone. My wallet, a small hairbrush, a tube of chapstick and a handful of other items fell off of the counter as I scrambled for the white electronic, smiling in triumph when I finally found it. Holding the button on the base of the phone I finally managed to turn it back on and quickly found Damon's number, hitting call.
"Yeah?" He sounded annoyed that someone had called him when he answered and briefly I wondered if he was still mad at me for accepting a date from his younger brother. though the protected each other, it didn't mean that Damon didn't hate his younger brother, or better yet that his little brother didn't hate Damon with a passion either. the two boys could barely stand to be in the same room for more then a few minutes before they were at each others throats.
"I need an out." I hoped that he would understand that I was not beyond begging for any excuse that I could make to get away from what was quickly turning out to be the worst date that I had ever been on. There was silence on the other side of the line before I could pick up on Damon laughing and it was with that that my temper flared. "Its not funny! He hasn't shut up about the guys that he gets sweaty rubbing against on the football field!" reaching up to rub the side of my neck I finally resorted to begging, knowing that at one point in time Damon couldn't stand it when I pleaded with him, would give me anything that I wanted at the drop of a hat, I only hoped that it would work this time as well. "Come on Damon please, you know I wouldn't be asking you this if it wasn't bad, I need an out, I need your help. Please you're the only one that I can ask." Damon laughed a little harder on the other side of the phone before coughing slightly.
"you were the one that accepted Elena, suck it up and deal with it, the date is probably almost half way over already."
"we haven't even gotten our food yet, not to mention that he wouldn't even let me pick what I wanted to eat! He decided for me, decided what I was going to drink, decided everything without even asking me! Please Damon, I'm begging you, get me out of here." There was silence on the other end of the line again before Damon sighed and I was hoping that maybe just maybe I had been forgiven and that Damon would bale me out but instead his answer left me staring at the phone in shock.
"You made your bed Elena, now deal with it. I'll talk to you later." And then he had hung up on me without saying goodbye. Angrily I slammed my phone down on the counter of the bathroom and tired to not let the tears that were threatening to well up, spill over. Looked like Damon was still mad at me, which meant that I was left on my own on the date from hell and there wasn't going to be much that I could do to change it. Carelessly tossing all of my junk back into my purse, I took a deep breath before walking back out to where Stefan was already eating, the food having been delivered while I was gone. Hanging my purse over the back of my chair I took my seat once again before being struck with a thought of pure genius.
"Hey I apologize about that, but, my aunt called while in was in the restroom and she needs me home right after dinner." Chewing on my bottom lip I tried to look as innocent as possible but it wasn't really working, "I'm sorry, I know that you wanted to go to the movies and all, but she was so upset that I need to go home." Stefan, to his credit, tried not to look disappointed but nodded all the same, stating that as soon as we were done he would take me home.
Dinner couldn't go by quickly enough after that, all the time spent at the table with Damon's little brother dragging out until minutes felt like years. Finally though it came time to pay, and Stefan was a gentleman as he walked me out to his car and opened the door for me. Sliding into the passengers seat I let out a sigh of relief as he walked around the outside of the car to get into the drivers seat. It wasn't until we pulled up outside of my house though that I realized just how bad that a date that you didn't want to go on could get.
"Thank you for tonight, I had a nice time." I lied as my hand reached for the handle of the door.
"Elena?" It was a mistake to turn towards him as he called my name, his lips catching my own in a soft kiss as his hand reached up to stroke over my cheek. I felt sick to my stomach, tears springing to my wide open eyes as one though repeated itself over and over in my head. You're not Damon...My first kiss was supposed to be his! Jerking back I pushed open the door to the car, muttering something about Jenna needing me as I practically fell out of the car in my haste to get away from him. Stefan was talking to me as I dashed up the walkway, the door slamming closed behind me and my back pressed to the wood, the tears falling rapidly. It was Damon's, it was supposed to belong to him, I had waited seventeen years, had never kissed anyone because I had wanted my first kiss to be Damon and because of Stefan, all of that had gone to waste. I felt violated, sick to my stomach and like I had betrayed Damon in the worst way as I made my way up the stairs to my room. the door was open slightly when I finally made it to my room, but it could have been for any reason- Jenna sticking laundry in my room, or my younger brother going through my things as he was prone to do- but the last thing that I expected when I flipped on the over head light was for Damon to be reclining back on my bed like he owned it, one leg crossed over the other.
"Have a fun night?" He questioned, picking up Damon Jr. (the bear that he had given me and probably would have been creeped out if he found out that I named it that) and playing with it to give his hands something to do, plucking at the brown fur.
"it was different that's for sure." I muttered reaching up to touch was I was sure were kiss swollen lips, the guilt that I had been feeling hitting me even harder at the look of anger that Damon couldn't quite conceal on his features. Chucking the stuffed animal to the side Damon slid off of my bed and walked towards me, invading my personal space and making my breath catch in my throat as I got a noseful of his cologne.
"What am I going to do with you Elena." He whispered, so softly I could barely hear it, his hand reaching up to stroke over the skin that his brother had been touching not even five minutes before that before he was pushing a strand of my hair back away from my face again. he got that far away look again, the one that was usually reserved for when he was thinking or talking about Katherine- mentally warring with himself about something. Finally as if suddenly deciding he was leaning down and his mouth was settling firmly, almost possessively against mine, the hand that had tucked my hair back cupping the back of my neck to keep me in place- like I would honestly even think about pulling away from him. The kiss seemed to last forever, but really was only a few seconds, a breathy little noise that I barely recognized as my own escaping my lips, before he was jerking away from me as if he had been burned, his eyes lighting up with a look of disgust, like he couldn't believe that he had dared to touch me that way. Without saying a word he stalked past me and out of my room, slamming the door behind him on the way out. Crumpling into myself I barely managed to pull myself onto my bed, curling my body into itself as it was wracked with sobs, wondering what I could have possible down to make Damon so disgusted. was I really that bad of a kisser? or maybe it was just because Damon realized just how much like family I was...or maybe I was just flat out disgusting...either way, as I clutched Damon Jr. to my chest I only knew one thing for sure- I had no idea what had happened and to make matters even worse I didn't know how to fix it- or better yet, if I ever could fix it...and beyond anything that scared me the most.
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