Elena walked into a swanky new club in downtown Daytona Beach. She and Damon had left Mystic Falls a couple of months ago on a road trip…just to take a break from their (thankfully, now) boring lives. It had been five years since Jeremy's death. Elena had struggled with her humanity, finally working with Damon…and turning it back on. She'd attended college and graduated with a degree in writing and found her way back to her friends. She and Damon had worked through too many issues to count. They fought more often than not and got mad over the silliest things…but they loved each other and somehow…at the end of the day, they seemed to find a way through it all. It hadn't been an easy road…but she'd made it through and now her future didn't seem quite so bleak.
Damon reached around her and spoke into her ear so she could hear him over the music. "Grab a booth and I'll go go grab us some drinks."he spoke, kissing her cheek. Elena smiled back at him and nodded, heading through the dance floor and finding them a seat. She shrugged off her jacket and tossed her bag into the booth, leaning against it. Her eyes traveled along the winding bar until she saw her boyfriend, waiting impatiently for a drink. A little blonde bartender (who seemed way too young to even have the job) saw him, suddenly grinned and walked over. Elena watched as she leaned across the bar, her hand traveling against his. She watched as Damon smirked and spoke, she assumed he was ordering drinks, but the girl didn't seem ready to leave him just yet. Her little manicured pointer finger ran along Damon's forearm as she giggled at something he said.
Elena scoffed and pushed herself away from the booth sauntering up to the bar. Her hand rested under Damon's leather jacket on the small of his back. "I thought you were getting drinks baby." she murmured."Baby?" Damon raised his eyebrow and his blue eyes traveled down to the girl's hand resting over his, her pointer finger now trailing over the top of his hand. Elena met the girls eyes "I suggest if you want to keep that pretty little hand, you get it the hell off my boyfriend." she ordered, veins appearing beneath her eyes. She watched as the girl jerked her hand away, taking a step back. "Good girl." Elena cooed. "Two beers, please." she said, a sickeningly sweet smile crossing her lips.
The bartender scurried off to fill Elena's order and Elena turned to her boyfriend. Damon pulled her in and kissed her. "God, you're hot when you're jealous." he smirked. Elena pretended to glare, but a smirk won over instead. "Yeah well…you're mine. And I have no trouble telling any skank that crosses our path that." she said, straightening the collar of his shirt. The beers appeared in front of them and the girl ducked away quickly. Elena grabbed her's and used her free hand to pull Damon along onto the dance floor. "Come on, Mr. Salvatore, show me those famous moves of yours."