The benefits of betrayal
They were both betrayed in previous relationships, but other than that their lives were completely different. They were both hurt and broken, could hardly trust anymore. Why would these two ever meet? Well, maybe fate had had been planning something all along. (Follow Damon and Elena trough the ups and downs of youth, life, pain, happiness, family and most importantly; LOVE.)
Chapter 1
"Elena!" yelled a tall blonde girl. "Come on, we gotta hurry!"
"Calm down Caroline" said the darkhaired girl who was following a few steps behind.
"But we need to find our dorm-room!"
Elena sighed and hurried after her friend. She smiled as she looked around campus. She couldn't believe she was in collage! And with journalism as her major too! Her and her two best friends Caroline and Bonnie were supposed to be here together. But Bonnie had been traveling all summer and she had sent an e-mail the day before telling she wouldn't be coming back just yet.
"Come on, man."
Damon looked up, annoyed. His best friend, who also sadly happened to be a teacher at the collage he went to, was standing next to him, looking annoyed as well.
"Well hello there Ricky." said Damon. Thankfully Alaric wasn't HIS teacher. Then there would be no getting drunk together on the weekends.
Alaric sat down across from him in the booth. "Don't call me Ricky." he said as he waved at the waiter to order a beer, before looking back at Damon.
"It's the first day of school this year, and you're already drunk?" he said while shaking his head. "You know there are classes today as well as any other day of the term?"
"Of course I know. But you see, it's not just about knowing. It's also about caring, and I don't." He really didn't. Not anymore. Last year he had been a motivated, talented man studying to become a lawyer. Now he had just given up.
"But Damon last year you-"
"Last year I was happy, OK?" Damon almost yelled. "Last year I thought I had something, but that something jumped into bed with my brother."
Alaric did what he knew was best, shut his mouth. He started looking around the bar to see if there were any new people. But no, same old same old. No.. wait. Two young girls had just walked in, one blond and one brunette. He didn't recognize them and guessed they were new freshmen. Hopefully not a future student of his, because meeting in the bar wasn't the best for first impression as a teacher...
"I'm not sure about this Care." said a worried Elena. "I'm not ready to put myself out there just yet."
"You don't have to either." promised Caroline. She knew how badly the betrayal had hurt her friend. "You just need to have some fun. It's not like you're gonna end up with the first guy you talk to."
"I'm gonna go get some bourbon, alright?" said Damon as he got up and walked away.
"Let's just go get a drink shall we?"
"Caroline..." Elena sighed. "I'm not getting drunk our first day at collage."
"Who said anything about getting drunk?"
Elena sighed again, and turned to follow her friend, but instead she walked straight into someone and fell.
Damon turned to look for Alaric, but found that instead a young girl walked right into him and fell. Instantly he put his arms out and caught her. She looked alarmed at the entire situation. He helped her to stand back up again and looked her over. She looked very embarrassed.
"I'm so so so sorry." She said really fast. "I'm clumsy, that was entirely my fault."
It seemed she wouldn't stop babbling about how sorry she was so he simply interrupted her.
"Don't worry, it is my fault as well." He sent her a charming smile. "I should have been ready for any girl throwing herself at me." He could see her getting rather upset, but trying to play along. This was gonna be fun.
"Well, I wouldn't really call it that, since you were in my way." This guy is way to fed up with himself, Elena thought.
"In your way? Sweetheart, I was just turning around when you basically ran into me."
"Don't call me sweetheart."
Damon smirked. She was getting worked up. Looking her over he realized she wasn't that bad. Maybe she could be a fresh wind around here.
"Let me buy you a drink."
She almost fell again. What was up with this guy? Just a few seconds ago he was an arrogant ass and now he wanted to buy her a drink.
"A drink?"
"Yes, a drink. You know those watery things in small glasses with alcohol in them that you drink when you want to have fun? Or are you not familiar with fun?"
And, the arrogant ass was back. Elena really didn't feel like doing anything with him.
"No thank you." She said. "I need to be heading back."
He caught her hand as she turned around to leave.
"I don't think I got your name sweetheart."
"Elena."
"Pleasure to meat you Elena, I'm Damon." He said before he kissed her hand. She looked at him for a moment before turning her back on him.
Against his will, Damon felt himself wanting her to come back. No, he thought. I'm not going down that road again. He made his way back to Alaric at the bar to get drunk. Again.
