Hey everyone! I'm still working on my other story For the First Time, but this short story popped into my head a couple hours ago and I just haaaad to write it. I would love feedback, whether you loved it or hated it. Thanks for the support!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own TVD or any of the characters. All Human.
She sat there, waiting for him to get their drinks, while lightly humming with the music.
'I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking.
True or false it may be she's still out to get me...'
"It'll just take a couple seconds. Be back in a flash; I swear," she remembered him saying. But seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours. She was getting bored just sitting there, so she got up and walked away from the booth. Not knowing what she was headed for, but too impatient to wait it out while he was doing god knows what.
Meanwhile…
I was at the Grill with my girl Elena and decided to catch us a few drinks. I left her sitting there and walked to the bar. There was a pretty, young barmaid talking to a sexy blonde.
"Bourbon and a coke please thanks…" I smirked as they both laid their eyes on me. They seemingly looked back towards each other as if calling their shots on me. The redheaded barmaid winked my way and walked off. Suddenly, the blonde turned to face me.
"Hi, I'm Andie… Andie Star." She said smirking.
"Please to meet you Andie; I'm Damon… Damon Salvatore," I winked at her and waited for my drinks.
"Oh trust me, the pleasures all mine…" Andie spoke seductively. I got caught up in a conversation of wits with her, that I didn't even notice the time fly by. I started to remember something, why I was here in the first place… who I was here with. 'Shit' I thought. 'Elena… she's gonna' be pissed!'
"Sorry Andie, I've got to g….." I was thrown off when she quickly crashed her lips onto mine. I was struggling at first, but then I thought about it. Elena's not here, she won't find out… why not? Andie seemed to have noticed my mind traveling, and quickly probed her tongue into my mouth. I easily blended in with the kiss, and ignored all of my surroundings. Suddenly, I heard someone gasp and let out a sob, and then I heard a murmured 'No….'
'I knew it…' I thought as a rush of feelings hit me all at once. Anger… vulnerability… sadness… loneliness… pain… heartbreak… I was trembling as I stood there, taking in the scene before my eyes. Damon, my Damon, was in the middle of a passionate kiss with that stupid news reporter. I whispered 'No…' as my eyes filled with tears. He pulled away from her and turned to look at me. His eyes widened before he put his innocent face on.
"Ele…" he started to say, but I quickly cut him off. I stared at him, those eyes that I loved soo much, were now laced with guilt and regret. He was silently begging me to let him explain, but I fiercely shook my head and ran out of the Grill. Right before I opened the door, I noticed Andie hand something to Damon. 'Her number I bet…'
I ran as fast as I could to my car while fumbling with my keys. I shoved all of my things into the backseat, and climbed into the front; starting the car, and driving off as fast as I could. Before turning towards the exit, I saw Damon running as fast as his legs could carry him, heading straight for my car. He seemed to have given up when he noticed that I wasn't stopping. That hurt more than anything. More than the kiss. More than the pain. Knowing that he stopped, that he gave up… that hurt.
When I got home… home… that just sounded wrong. I moved in with Damon a couple months after we became serious. We were so in love; it was fast, but we were both so sure. I was sure… guess I was wrong. All of this thinking made me go over all of the memories we ever had. The good, the bad, the perfect, and the sad. It hurt to think that it was all ending. 'Maybe I over-reacted…Maybe it wasn't his fault…' My mind was trying to salvage what was left of our relationship because my heart was in pain. I felt like someone was running over my chest and squeezing my heart with no intentions of stopping until it exploded. Suddenly, everything felt numb. It only lasted a second before I laid my eyes on a picture of us. Happy… that's one way to explain us. We were happy. Everything was right, my life was back on track because of him. After my parents died, I felt nothing. I thought it hurt when they died, but I was wrong, so wrong. Damon was my everything, he was my life, my other half. He made me strong again; he filled me with life. Life I never had when my parents were alive. I felt new, rejuvenated, loved again.
All of my feelings of being loved and happy, were suddenly gone. In the blink of an eye, I was alone, scared, angry, lost. The love was gone, but in its place was hatred. I didn't hate Damon; I never could. I love him with all that I am, and that would never change. Instead, I hated what he did. It made me sick thinking back to what happened not so long ago. I wasn't numb anymore; I was pissed, infuriated… just plain angry. My eyes saw red and I started going around the house. Any picture or memory of us together was quickly being thrown into my hands and shattered on the floor.
Hours later, I fell to the ground shaking. The pain was back. I turned around and stared at my home. Everything was destroyed. Everything that ever made me happy. I could feel the darkness creeping in, but I didn't let it take me. I stood up and slowly shuffled to his liquor cabinet, taking out a bottle of bourbon and chugging it all down. It burned its way down my throat, leaving a tingling sensation behind. It felt odd, but eased my pain away. I suddenly didn't feel so lonely. I felt free, if only for a few moments. Turning on the radio and blasting it full volume, I danced around all the fallen objects. I danced and bobbed my head, I jumped on the couches and started bellowing the lyrics.
'Sometimes I wonder, why I'm still waiting
Sometimes I'm shaking, that's how you make me
Sometimes I question why I'm still here
Sometimes I think I'm going crazy
Can you help me understand?
And now you wish that you meant something
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else
And now you wish that you met someone
And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else'
The front door started to open, and I jumped off of the couch and turned down the music. Not off, but down low. He seemed to hesitate at the door, but when he started looking around, he broke.
"Elena… please. Let me explain," he stated, staring right at me. Pleading. Begging. Needing me to understand.
"Fine," I said nonchalantly, shrugging my shoulders, not really caring.
"Fine? That's it? That's all you're going to say? Goddammit Elena! I'm trying to explain and you don't even care to hear me out!" he suddenly shouted. All of my happiness disappeared again, and was replaced by all of my pent up anger.
"Don't… Don't you dare yell at me! I loved you! I FUCKING LOVED YOU! And you went and slept with some stupid whore!" I shouted back, causing him to step back in shock. He hesitated before quietly speaking.
"You… you think that I slept with her?" he asked me, his voice wavering between hurt and anger.
"What else do you expect me to think? Huh? It's 5 AM. You've never ever come home that late before!" I said still yelling at him. In the midst of all of my shouting, my legs seemed to have moved on their own accord. I was now directly in his face. My chest was heaving and his nose was flaring. We were both tense, standing still, with nothing but the music playing and the sounds of our fight bouncing off of the walls.
"You're supposed to trust me Elena! I thought you trusted me!" He shouted.
"I did trust you! I always have! But do you honestly expect me to trust you after that stunt you pulled!" I screamed back at him. Nothing was going to hold me back. I was hurt beyond belief and nothing was going to change that.
"I didn't sleep with her! I don't want her Elena! I only want you! Can't you see that? I made a mistake… a HUGE mistake, and nothing's going to fix that. But I swear, that I did not sleep with her. I have you, and I never would betray you like that. You know that!"
"I thought I knew that too, but I just don't know what to believe anymore." I said calmly.
"Elena… look at me, please," he whispered grabbing my chin and softly forcing me to look into his eyes. "Do you trust me…?"
"I don't know if I can anymore, Damon. I-I love you, but you hurt me. I don't know if anything's going to make that better…" I whispered back with tears falling down my cheeks.
"Well, maybe I should've slept with her." He said finally. He walked out of the door, not sparing me a glance. I heard the car door slam and the engine of his car start up. When he took off down the road, I couldn't hold it in anymore. All of my anger was gone. Tears were falling, flooding my cheeks and the floor. I didn't bother to wipe away the tears. I was broken, more broken than I've ever been in my life. More pain than I've ever felt. I was damaged, never to be fixed. I couldn't breathe; all of the air was sucked out of my lungs. My body was shaking, wracking violently with sobs of all sorts. I was hyperventilating. Everything burned.
I slowly stood up on wobbly feet. I walked into our room and grabbed a suitcase. I walked into the closet and started to pack all of my things. I grabbed everything until the entire room was left with no trace of me. Nothing indicating that I was ever here. I sat down on his desk and grabbed a pen and paper. I started to write slowly, all of my tears falling onto the letter, smudging the ink. Once I finished, I picked up my bags, and closed the door. I walked down the stairs and out the front door. As I locked the door, I stopped and stared at the house that I would most likely never step foot in again. I fell to my knees. My tears were gone; all that was left was my muffled noises. I called Jenna and told her that I was leaving. I sent my love to Jeremy, and got into my car.
I sat there for a couple of minutes, consuming everything that happened. As I drove down the road, flashes of me and Damon kept running through my mind. I kept driving, heading wherever the road takes me. I was hurt, I was broken, but I was still oh-so-in-love.
'Can see you standing in the pouring rain But you can't go farther I can hear you laugh And you can't go farther So you can't go farther And I'll always be with you
Waiting for changes to carry you away
I can see the light fall from your eyes
As we get lost in the tears of this goodbye
Than my heart can go
Cause I'll still be loving you
Through the sadness and the madness here
And I'll always be with you
In the distance
That has taken you
From me
When I close my eyes
I can picture your face
And the strength inside your smile
I can see the words
Dance across your lips
I'll remember forever
Something more than this
Than my heart can will go
Cause I'll still be loving you
Thought the sadness and the madness here
And I'll always be with you
In the distance
That has taken you
Fom me
Than my heart will go
Cause I'll still be loving you
Thought the sadness and the madness here
And I'll always be with you
In the distance
That has taken you
From me
In the distance
That has taken you
From me
That has taken you
From me'
This isn't the end. I would never leave my Delena couple as damaged as this. It would break my heart into pieces. I'm not positive how long this story is going to be, but I'm thinking a two-shot or something around that status.
Music lyrics: The Kooks-Naïve
Escape the Fate-Something
Plumb-Taken
