I know, I know... I said I wouldn't start other stories until I had finished my other ones but I couldn't help myself ;) I am dying to know what you think so I HAD TO get it out there. Hope you like... you should know that it will most likely be a short chapter story, like WITCOJ as well, and I will try to update frequently if the interest is high*
Okay... then on the first chapter. This is suppose to take place sometime after Elena was kidnapped and rescued. Thank you in advance for reading and don't forget to review!
Chapter 1
Damon woke up in his bed cringing at the feel of the morning sun creeping in through his curtains. Today was his birthday… and just like the many of them that he'd lived… he didn't care for it. Nothing good had ever come of this day and not only that, but there had been SO many of those counting days that at some point you just stop caring.
Stefan on the other hand, self-righteous and loveable, had friends like Lexy that would never forget. No matter where his brother had been or what he was doing, because he'd kept tabs on him over the years, he'd always been a witness of that friendship.
He always used to make a face at the stupidity that that was… Stefan was like one hundred and sixty some years old, it was ridiculous to keep on celebrating. But in some twisted part in the back of his mind… he knew and wondered… what it would be like for someone to care and remember his birthday for a change.
He pushed that thought aside… it didn't matter. He would spend it alone and with it being meaningless just like the last one hundred and whatever years old he was now. He got off his bed and headed for the shower… at least though, today… he wanted to indulge himself in a little birthday gift to himself, he wanted to see her. Even if for a second, just to make his day.
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Stefan saw his brother descend down the stairs and smiled… he never forgot his brother's birthday but he knew he would pummel him to pieces if he so much as mentioned it to him. So instead he settled for being extra nice while having a huge grin plastered across his face…
Damon looked at him with a raised eyebrow… he could read his brother's expression like no one else, he was so transparent. He'd remembered what today was and he was trying to hold it in to respect his wishes. He rolled his eyes at him…
"Yes… Stefan…" Damon asked probing.
"Nothing…" he answered, "you hungry…?" he gave him a glass of blood that Damon awkwardly took.
"Uh, thanks…" he said for a lack of a comment. It was warm… it was warm blood, had he really gone out of his way to heat it up for him? Or perhaps he'd drained a nice college girl for him, yeah right, wishful thinking… and just when he was about to make a crack about the college girl bit, he asked…
"Any plans for today…?"
"Nope…" he said popping the 'p', "Why? Is something special going on today?" he grinned.
"No, I just… just thought… that…" Stefan stuttered he wished his brother would let him do something nice for him for once.
"Yes…?" he asked enjoying watching him squirm, "don't you have somewhere to be anyways… you know, like with Elena barely being back alive and all…"
Stefan's face fell, "No…" he paused, "we uh… we're not back together… she said she needed to figure out how to live with all of this supernatural stuff before she could go back to us…"
"Well, sucks for you…" Damon said finishing his blood, getting ready to leave "guess I should go look over your girl… make sure she's not kidnapped again…" and with that he was gone.
On any other day… Stefan would have protested, but Elena did still need to be watched and today happened to be his brother's birthday, so knowing he was in love with his girl, even if it made him feel borderline psychotic jealous, if he wanted to spend time with Elena… then he wasn't going to say anything. It kind of wasn't his place right now anyway.
Damon had kind of made a slow exit out of the house to see if his brother told him something, but he remained quiet. He shrugged; at least his birthday was good for getting his way, more than usual anyway. So he grabbed his leather jacket and headed out the door…
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Elena had just finished getting ready for her day… she was adjusting her V-neck tee in front of the mirror when she turned around and Damon was standing right in front of her. Face and body millimeters away from hers…
She gasped… "Damon!" she could feel her pulse was frantic from the scare, but then she began to feel other stuff. Stuff she avoided to try and analyze because it would lead her to a place she was not ready to face.
"Hello, Elena…" he grinned cockily, "where you off to?"
She swallowed thickly, he was in an extremely good mood, which was rare, but he was also so close… those cobalt blue eyes keeping her frozen in place. Her body in chills of pleasure at his nearness, his masculine scent doing weird yet familiar stuff to her nerves, her heart she was sure now accelerated for other reasons… she tried to shake her mind out of it, couldn't he give her some space to breathe…?
"Uh… sc…" she cleared her throat finally finding the strength to move away from him, "school… where else?"
Damon saw her move away… he loved invading her personal space as he enjoyed her body's reaction to him. He may not have her love, but he knew for sure, he had her lust…
He turned around to go plop down on her bed playfully, as she continued rummaging thru stuff, "Play hookie with me…?" he asked hopeful more than he would have liked, maybe she wouldn't pick up on that.
"I can't…" she said stuffing books in her bag, "I've missed enough school being kidnapped and all…" she explained not looking at him. Had she seen his face she would have noticed his disappointment.
"Come on…" he tried again, "what's one more day?" she then looked up at him scowling with disapproval… "I'll make it worth your while…" he said purposely doing that eye thing that she secretly loved. "And… if you behave, I'll compel your teachers to give you good grades…"
"I really can't Damon…" she said apologetically, "but maybe we can hang after… if you still want…"
Damon felt himself flip the switch right there and then as his disillusionment may just pour out in violence, not at her, but surely at the world "Yeah… whatever, it's not important…" his tone turning smug, arrogant, and cold.
Elena glanced at the time freaking out, "God, I'm going to be late… this is all your fault…" she said in a joking manner.
"Want me drop you…?" he said indifferently. And even then, he found he couldn't just take off and not care about her. All he wanted now was to get out of there and get a drink.
"Yeah, please… that would totally help and it was your fault after all…" she smiled at him.
But he didn't smile back, "Great, let's get going… I have an appointment with Jack Daniels and I don't want to be late…" they'd just finished walking down the stairs when he said this, and the moment they were outside he just unlocked the doors and waited for her to jump in.
She had just settled into the car when Elena reprimanded, "It's too early to drink Damon…"
He drove off faster than necessary when he said, "And that concern's you why?"
Elena huffed, "Because…"
Don't say it, he thought, not today… don't call me your friend. I will completely lose my mind if you so much as…
"Because I care Damon…"
He relaxed, "thanks but I don't need you to care…" he pulled up into the school and added, "We're here…"
Elena stared at odds at his change of mood, he seemed angry or hurt or both at her. Had she done something wrong? And just when she was about to ask him he said…
"Thought you were late…"
"I… yeah…" she grabbed her stuff, stepped out, and closed the door… she turned around to at least say bye and thank you, but he peeled off leaving her just with a cloud of dirt behind his parting car. What the hell just happened, she wondered.
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