Elena POV
I look at my clock, great, it's 3am. The 03:00 was burning into my eyes as I stared at it and just thought about what had happened. No matter how tired I was, I just couldn't sleep knowing that I was the one who killed my own joys. I haven't been able to sleep for weeks since I discovered my parents had died in a car accident by the old Wickery Bridge.
I was feeling tipsy since I had consumed way too much alcohol to prove something to Matt, my boyfriend, I was trying to show him that I can be different from the underweight sluts who throw themselves at his feet whether he's in a relationship or not. But now I'm feeling sad, angry, every possible emotion that could be linked with my humiliation; breaking up in the middle of my desperate make-out session was not how I'd planned my evening to go. I had only wanted the evening to end up with him in my bed. But then again, maybe I am those sluts if I needed to have sex with him just to feel like he loved me. Sure, he said he loved me, but I really don't think he was IN love with me. So here I am. My back against the wall, sat on the tarmac in the car park, not caring if my ass would be red raw and sore the next day. I'm in the middle of sobbing out my broken heart when the she-whore herself, Meredith, walks past me with her little posse of mini-Merediths and just HAD to say, "I'm not surprised Matty let you go, after all, he finally realised that he couldn't fake it any more." My curiosity peaked at her words and she continued after my venomous glance at her, "Matty got bored of you after a week of fucking you, I can't believe you were blind to the fact that he decided to spend lunches in the library, he's Matt, when would he ever want to go to the LIBRARY of his own free will? That is unless I happened to be in there, sat, waiting for him to do to him what you couldn't do to him...PLEASE him, give him some pleasure. Your blind to face the facts Elena, you aren't the Queen Bitch any more, I am."
"NO!" I shout at her, "My Matt wouldn't do that, he loves me...Matt wouldn't..."
"You keep telling yourself that hun, but times have changed and he's not your Matt anymore, he's mine." With that final snide comment she walks off in her stilettos, miniskirt and boob tube.
I burst into worse tears and I call my parents asking them to pick me up, they were angry at me for running away after they told me to stay at home because Jenna had come home and they'd planned for a family dinner.
But I didn't want to be the girl who missed her boyfri...ex-boyfriend's party. After all Matt was one of the most popular guys in school, being a jock he automatically became put into the right loop for his calibre. I was in that loop, I needed to be in that loop. Otherwise, god forbid, I would be with the weirdos like Bonnie and Caroline. Bonnie and Caroline used to be my best friends, we were inseparable till we started senior year. But then Matt asked me out and I became a cheerleader. C & B had to go, they would have only dragged me down.
Halfway through my reminiscing I felt strong arms come around me and pull me up. He spoke calm, soothing words and stroked my hair attempting to calm me down in my frenzy. He saw a car pull up and after hearing them calling me into the car, he released me and walked away. I never caught his name, but as I stumbled into the car and having my parents glare at me all thoughts about him fled my mind. Tonight was a stormy night and the fog surrounding the bridge made it look just like a scene from the Hitchcock movie with the bird and everything.
I was lost in my thoughts and didn't notice till the last second that the car was spinning and before I knew it our screams were silence as the car veered off of the ledge and smashed through the barriers of the bridge and into the murky blackness of the lake...
I shuddered at that recollection and got out of bed making sure not to wake Stefan who had fallen asleep at the foot of my bed. Stefan liked me, it was as plain as day to see. But I didn't love him. Well, much could be said for that because I did love him, as a friend, but I wasn't going to go out with him, it would be like dating Jeremy. Eeurgh. Tonight I was sleeping at the Salvatore's house since I couldn't face the memories left behind in mine of my parents. Their loss still punched a hole in the middle of my chest that couldn't be seen by others, or me, but I could feel it. It was as if an actual part of me had died that night. I slowly walked down the carpeted stairs. My bare feet feeling the plush and soft cotton that was purely handmade and oozing richness, well I guess that's what you get if you're best friend's dad was a multi-millionaire.
Giuseppe was never one for just living an ordinary life. He set up the international business Salvatore Corp. . Salvatore Corp. was a well known business in and out of the USA. It took care of the problems that rich people needed to solve or get rid of, if they needed a private investigator, they got one, if they needed their history cleaned and their name changed, they got it, no questions asked and no-one talked about it to anyone. The Press stayed well out of Salvatore Corp.'s business despite their being gossip inside there that any journalist would kill to get. I don't know how Giuseppe managed that, but he did, clearly it involved a large sum of money being transferred to keep the journalists happy.
I quickened my pace and walked into the kitchen. My throat felt like sandpaper and I had a pounding headache. Pouring myself a glass of water and taking some paracetamol I walked into the living room to check my phone which I had left down here last night.
I had a text from Jenna who had become my legal guardian after my...parents died...
Elena, where r u ?
Come home as soon as u can, or at least tell me your ok if ur not coming bk 4 a while just so I kno ur ok!
Luv Jenna
xxx
I quickly replied so Jenna wouldn't fret...
Dw Jenna, I'm at Stefan's since I couldn't face going back...home.
E
xxx
I heard footsteps behind me, I assumed it was Stefan so I called out, "Hey Stefan, it was only Jenna..." my words trailed off as I turned around and saw Damon.
"Damon...where were you?"
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I decided to start this story and I think I will put maybe 20 chapters in it? Please review and tell me what you think so far? Will update within a week!
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