I own nothing but the story line. All rights go to the producers.
This is just a chapter to introduce the characters and their personalities as well as, kick start the plot line (Which will be very intricate). It is my first story so don't be too harsh on me please however, constructive criticism is welcome. I intend on updating once a week at least and will update regularly. Enjoy.
The Grill was always busy on Fridays especially after a game at school, teenagers poured into the most family friendly bar in the small town, Mystic Falls. I sat at our table with my boyfriend Mason, my best friend Caroline and her boyfriend Tyler. The place was noisy and the boys were celebrating a win so everyone was in high spirits.
I look up at my slightly older boyfriend; his dirty blond hair was styled to perfection, and his blue eyes beamed with pride and success from his latest victory. I was so proud of him because at this rate he could get the football scholarship that he wants and, go to the same college that I want to go to. We would be able to stay together, it would be like a dream come true. I'm pulled out of my thoughts by my overly bubbly and enthusiastic friend.
"Elena, come to the bar with me to order some more drinks?" pleaded an already drunk Caroline, giving me a poor excuse for a pout. I didn't want to leave Masons consoling arms but I still reluctantly agreed, who knows what she would do if no one was there to help her.
We left the boys and walked over to the bar, whilst Caroline was blabbering away about something or the other, I waved over the bartender and ordered some more drinks, blocking out Caroline's voice. However, when I realise that she was being far too quiet to be considered normal by her standards I turned around. Caroline was gone and in her place was a rather handsome man. I was entranced by his cerulean blue eyes as they held my gaze. His long, black hair scattered around his face in a boyish kind of way, his leather jacket hung on his shoulders giving him a kind of bad-boy look that girls my age found attractive. He looked older; probably in his early twenties. But worst of all was that he would not stop looking at me.
"Can I buy you a drink?" he asks in a deep, sultry voice.
"Uh… I already have one and I don't accept drinks from strangers,"
"Well how about you stay here and we get to know each other until you need another drink, by which point we won't be strangers anymore?" he persisted as the bartender brought over my drinks.
"Sorry but I have to get back to my boyfriend, maybe another time." I grab my drinks and go back to our table as fast as I could but, I could still feel his eyes on me and it was unnerving.
I slid into our booth right next to Mason and handed him his drink as he slid an arm around my waist glaring in the direction I just came from.
"Elena, who's the creep that was checking you out?" Tyler questions me with a half smirk.
"I don't know, I'm sure he means nothing by it," I reply nonchalantly with a shrug when Caroline points out that he tried talking to me. At that point I feel Mason's arms tight around my waist to the point where it hurts to breathe.
"Well Elena's taken so he can look somewhere else," Mason smiles at me in a sweet kind of way. I look over to the bar and am greeted with blue eyes again before quickly looking away. I smile back before turning towards the others to talk about the party at the Lockwood's next month. The Lockwood's were known for their parties and, Caroline loved them so I just sat there as they continued planning although, in the corner of my eye I can still see the stranger gazing over at me.
After she had walked back over to her friends I stood there and watched her. Her hips swayed slightly in a way which made her appear even sexier. I couldn't stop looking, I was mesmerized by her. She had curves in all the right places and stunningly, healthy straight hair with, her almond shape doe brown eyes. She was beautiful. Everything about her screamed gorgeousness whether it was her olive skin or he soft voice which, caressed every word that left those sweet lips.
I start listening to their conversation using my strengthened hearing, I gathered from the dark haired boy that her name was Elena. Elena. It was a perfect fit for a perfect girl. I continued to watch her from my spot and I can see that the boy with dirty blond hair was crushing her with his big arms; making her breathing irregular. It continued to berate me almost as much as him saying that I could look elsewhere because, there was nowhere else I was looking expect at this little dove.
I continued like that, watching her from a distance. She didn't speak much in the group not that she really had the chance, thanks to the blond girl. I caught her glancing back at me a few times and I simply wiggled my eyebrows in response. I didn't like how the boy next to her was so close or the simple chaste kisses he planted on her cheek every now and again. I ordered another bourbon but the waiter look their drink orders so Elena didn't return to the bar. After about the guy's 5th beer I see her and her friends getting ready to leave. I leave a $50 bill on the counter and follow them to their cars.
"Elena I can drive I've barely had anything to drink!" The blond was shouting at her walking towards the driver's seat.
"Mason you've had at least 3 bears and are tipsy whereas, I've only had a WKD,"
"No Elena,"
"Please Mason," she begged whilst tugging on her arm and the asshole just stared at her before opening the car door to the driver's seat.
"I'm driving end of story babe," he said before beginning to climb into the car however, he stopped when he saw me in his wind shield mirror. He turned around to face my direction giving me the dirtiest look that he could muster before yelling "What the hell are you looking at creep!" His words were slightly slurred which only furthered my conclusion that he was too drunk to drive her home. He began to saunter towards me when she shouted out
"Mason just leave him, he hasn't done anything wrong let's just go home,"
"Hell has he done nothing wrong! The guy had been staring at you all night Elena! He's a fucking werido who needs to be taught a lesson." He said the last part with an almost smirk and I could see her looking at me with wide, glassy eyes. "Well creep, what is it you want because I think you should fuck off now and, leave me and my girlfriend in peace,"
"I don't believe leaving the lady in your care and, entrusting you to get her home safely in the state that you're in, is what's best for her," I respond in a very calm yet monotone voice.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Do you not know who I am? And I am in a perfectly fine state in case you were wondering," he exclaims whilst taking a few more steps towards me. Smearing the air with the, bitter alcohol on his breath as he spoke.
"You're clearly drunk and I think it would be wise if you let the lady drive," I replied in the same voice. With that he threw a punch in my direction however, I moved slightly so that he missed and kicked him so he tumbled forward to the floor.
"MASON!" she screech's and crouched down beside him helping him up. I can smell the small amount of blood coming from the side of his head. As soon as he is up, he shrugs Elena off of him and got right up in my face.
"Next time asshole, I won't miss. So watch your back." He turns around and got in the passenger's seat slamming the door shut. Elena follows him to the car before turning on the ignition and driving off. I stand still for a while until I felt rain splatter silently on my face and decide to go home.
When I get home I pour a tumbler of bourbon and sit opposite the fire pondering on the things that were on my mind. I missed my brother and I should never have gotten involved let alone run like I have. Hiding like a coward in this small town called Mystic Falls. Picking fights with teenage boys over some pathetic girl who I don't know but, am bewitched by. I should be facing him not running away. I should be fighting for my friends and family. For her. I should be back at home; back in Italy helping everyone be free from that monster that has condemn us to this life. The life of a vampire.
I drove us back to my house fuming at Mason for acting out such as that but, also angry at the stranger that he might think that I needed his help. I pulled up and went straight indoors and Mason ran after me up the stairs. He knew I was upset and he knew that it was his fault. I plump down onto my bed as Mason came in treading slowly as if I would pounce at any moment. When he thought it was safe he slowly reaches out to stroke my face.
"I'm sorry Elena. I was a dick I know but I don't like other guys looking at you and telling me what to do, you know that,"
"Yeah I do but you crossed a line tonight by attacking a stranger. I get it he was a bit stalker-ish but he wasn't doing any harm,"
"I know babe, I know, I'm really really sorry," He sat down opposite me moving stray strands of hair out of my face. I looked up at him and gave smiled I could never be angry at that gorgeous face.
"It's alright I forgive you, just don't do it again. Okay," I give a quick peck on the lips and his blue eyes gazed down on me hungrily pleading for more. He obviously underestimated how stubborn I can be. He waited another moment to see if I would make a second move.
"Alright I will try," he relents and that was good enough for me. With that I reached up to hold his face and gave him a proper kiss. Before I knew it I have fallen backwards into my pillows and we were having a very intense and heated moment together. "I… love you… so much Lena," he whispers in between kisses. Peppering them along my neck and collar bone as he tugs at my top trying to gain access to more, it was then that I sat up. I knew that Dad was awake and if he heard us doing anything inappropriate then I would be grounded forever. Mason looked at me with a slightly confused expression and, I pointed downstairs, he caught on to my indication before pulling me into a hug. We talk about pointless things for a while but at some point we fell asleep. Dad must of come in and told Mason he had to sleep on the sofa, he was very protective like that whereas Jeremy could have as many girls in his bed, I wasn't allowed unless Dad was working nights (Mom was a bit more lenient.)
I woke at around 8am, trudging sluggishly downstairs into the kitchen where Mom was making pancakes, and Jeremy and Mason were sitting opposite each other staring at their food. They didn't really get along, Jeremy always said he was an egotistical snob who was only dating me because I was a pretty girl from a founding family. Obviously I knew that Mason loved me but Jeremy was still young and couldn't possibly understand what Mason and I have.
"Morning hun, how was your sleep? Your Dad had to wake Mason up last night he wasn't very pleased," Mom greeted me whilst Jeremy snorted and Mason gave him the evil eyes.
"Yeah I'll deal with him later, I'm sure ice cream will make up for it," I replied whilst sitting down next to my boyfriend digging into my own plate full of pancakes.
"Yeah sure because you're the perfect Daddy's girl aren't you Elena. God if only he knew what you were really like," Jeremy taunted.
"Enough Jeremy." Mom's tone was clipped and abrupt which made my little brother shut up almost instantly. Breakfast carried on soundlessly until the moment was interrupted by a ring of Mason's phone of which he answered listening intently to what it was the caller had to say, before hanging up.
"Sorry babe, Dad needs me home early, apparently Tyler bailed on him today; probably at Caroline's. The guy cannot keep his hands off of her. It's irritating being around them." He explains and I nod in understanding. He thanks my Mom for breakfast before giving me a kiss goodbye and apologizing once more. I return to the table to finish my food when Mom asks
"Honey will you do me a favour?"
"Sure what do you need?"
"I need you to take this apple pie over to Mrs Flower's house just over the bridge, it's the anniversary of her son's death and you know how down she gets. Poor old woman." She elaborates.
"Sure thing, just give a chance to shower and I go straight there," I agree before running upstairs.
"And don't forget to grab some flowers on the way" she shouts up.
I was just leaving Mrs Flower's house and boy could that woman talk when I started up my car to notice that the engine sounded funny. The old lady came over and told me that there was a young man who lived in a house 5 minutes away who was forever working on his cars and, that he could perhaps help. With her vague directions I'm lead to a large, Victorian style boarding house belonging to the Salvatore family. I knock on the hard wooden door and waited silently. The door opened to reveal a very familiar stranger. He looked even better in the sunlight then in the bar. Dressed in all black with a half smirk he looked me up and down gracefully.
"The girl from the bar. Are you after that drink now that you realised that I might be good company? I have alcohol," He wiggled his eyebrows as his mouth widened into a very cocky grin.
Just my Luck.
"Actually, my car broke down and Mrs Flower's said that a young man lived here who could help,"
"Oh… well anything for a damsel in distress,"
"I am not a damsel in distress!"
"You are a damsel who is distressed over a broken down car. Ticks the box,"
"You're intolerable!" I exclaim walking off.
"Let's agree to disagree. Don't walk too far off I still need to get some basic tools!" He shouts after me but I continue walking anyway. He catches up quite quickly before beginning to examine the car.
"So what was wrong with it when you started it up?" he questions me with furrowed brows.
"It sounded funny," He looked up at me and maintained an intense look for a while before responding
"Well try it up again," I did as asked and then he motioned for me to cut the engine.
"Your right that is a dodgy engine, were gonna have to toe this thing back to mine. I hope you don't have anything to do today because this could take a while," he says in a voice that was way to chipper and sarcastic for my liking.
"Well I guess I don't now," I sigh
"Alright then let's go get my car so we can bring it back,"
"I will just wait here if you don't mind," I say feeling awkward at the idea of being in his car after last night. He raised his eye brows at me before replying
"Yes actually I do mind, now if you want your car fixed you best come with me or you can walk home,"
"I don't even know your name and you want me to get in a car with you,"
"You really don't like strangers do you Elena? And just to clarify my name is Damon… Damon Salvatore."