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Elena woke to a soft knock on her door. Her eyes drifted open reluctantly and she reached for her phone on her night stand. It read 7:43, and she threw herself out of bed.
"Elena?" Aunt Jenna's voice came through the door. "Are you going to school today sweetie? Stefan is outside waiting for you!"
"Yeah I'm coming, my alarm didn't go off. Please tell him I'll be right out," she yelled, running around her room like a maniac. School, she thought. I should have been getting ready for school an hour ago. I have to go outside. Stefan is waiting. Stefan…
Elena's face drained of color as the memories of last night came flooding back. She was so groggy and startled by being woken up that she didn't even think of what had taken place in her bedroom. She couldn't face Stefan. How could she even look him in the face when his brother's hands had been all over her last night? She ran to the mirror and groaned. Her hair was tangled in sweaty knots, her lips were still slightly swollen, and her eyes were bloodshot and sunken in due to lack of sleep.
"Christ," she muttered as she threw her matted mess of hair into a bun on top of her head. She yanked a few pieces down to frame her face as she peered out her window. Stefan was leaning against his car, fiddling with something in his fingers that she couldn't see. She pulled back out of sight quickly as he glanced up at the still open window. Elena gulped audibly and her hands began to shake. She felt guilt wash over her. Did he know? Did Damon ever show up at the grill last night, and if he did, what did he let on? She applied a touch of makeup to her pale face and tried to add some color to her cheeks to make her appear less panic stricken. Thankful that she had laid an outfit out last night before Damon arrived for the day ahead, she threw on her clothes and ran down the hall.
"Your backpack is on the table," Jenna called from the kitchen. Elena entered and saw a nice plate of toast and eggs waiting beside her backpack. Jenna turned around and smiled at her.
"Since when are you up this early?" Elena asked skeptically.
"Since I had a great night last night, of course," Jenna replied. Elena's blood ran cold again and she silently prayed that Damon had actually compelled her to forget the loud, dirty sounds that she undoubtedly heard from the bedroom.
"What exactly was so special about last night?" Elena asked timidly, picking up her fork and stabbing at the eggs.
"Oh, I didn't tell you? I could have sworn that I let you know last night…" Jenna placed a hand on her forehead as if she was thinking about something that escaped her.
"Oh wait, you did," Elena said quickly. She wasn't sure about how much Damon had made her forget, but she didn't want Jenna to do any digging around in her memory that might bring up some questions. "Sorry, I forgot. You came up because I had a bad dream and told me that you had someone over."
"Oh, yes! That's right. Well, an old friend from college and I met up for dinner. Then we came back here, watched a movie, drank some wine, and had really great sex on the couch!" Jenna clapped her hand over her mouth and looked at Elena with wide eyes. "Um… I really don't know why I said that last part. I'm so sorry." She laughed uncomfortably and turned back to her own eggs cooking on the stove. Elena laughed along with her, but her laugh was relieved instead of uncomfortable. She knew why Jenna had said that. That must've been the exact string of events that Damon had made Jenna remember as her night.
"I'd better go, Stefan has been waiting on me for a while," Elena said, standing up from the table and grabbing her backpack. "Thanks for breakfast, and I'm really glad you had a good time last night. I think you sometimes forget that you're allowed to live a little, too." The two smiled at each other as Elena walked out of the kitchen. She took a deep breath before opening the front door and locking eyes with Stefan.
Elena froze with her hand on the doorknob as he looked at her. He gave no sign of his emotions and her breathing sped up. She approached his car with short, timid steps, trying to gauge the look in his eyes. Relief washed over her as his cold face broke into a small smile. He wouldn't be smiling if he knew his brothers dick was in her mouth last night. Right? The thought made her feel ill. She forced a smile back at him while her mind was racing.
"Good morning Elena," he murmured, reaching out his hand to grasp hers. His fingers squeezed affectionately and leaned down to give her a soft kiss. She kissed him back, and her mind screamed with guilt. She could feel the color rushing to her cheeks as the kiss triggered the memory of Damon's passionate lips on hers. He pulled back and gave her a questioning look at her nervous appearance.
"Sorry. I just… don't want to be too intimate in case Aunt Jenna is watching us leave," she breathed. Stefan shook his head and chuckled.
"You're absolutely right. I'm sorry. Here—" He held out his closed palm above Elena's hand. In her palm, he dropped a beautiful gold necklace with a small, heart-shaped locket hanging from the bottom.
"Oh Stefan, thank you. This is beautiful." She turned the locket over in her hands and reached for the clasp to open it.
"There's not a picture inside," Stefan said, stopping her fingers with his hand. "It's filled with vervain. Caroline and I were talking about your necklace last night and she said that she couldn't believe that you wore it all the time because sometimes it doesn't match since it's silver." He laughed and shook his head. "I'm sorry that I wasn't thinking about your fashion choices when I gave it to you for protection." He reached out and lightly touched the necklace hanging around her neck. Color flushed her cheeks again as she remembered Damon's hands reaching the same way last night, but to rip it off instead of gently touch it.
"Do you want to skip school today? I promised you a day together and we can hardly do anything fun with other people around," Stefan said. He linked his fingers in her belt loops and pulled her waist close to his. Elena's breath caught in her throat with surprise as he placed a soft kiss on her exposed collarbone. Normally, this would make her go crazy with desire. Today, however, it made her feel queasy. How could she stand here and let this man touch her while the memory of her hands on another's body danced behind her eyes?
She pulled back and tried to smile at him again. "While I love that offer, I have to go to class. I have a presentation today." Guilt flared up in her mind again. She didn't have a presentation. She just couldn't stand the idea of being alone with Stefan when this guilt was making her head spin.
He looked disappointed for a second, but then his expression quickly changed to something warmer. "I understand, that's fine. So what are we going to do after? We could get ice cream at that little spot near Whitmore that you really like. Or we could do the carnival. Movies? I know you wanted to see that new romantic comedy and since this is your day, I'll give in just this once." Stefan's eyes sparkled with excitement, and Elena's eyes glistened with tears. She couldn't stand this. Here, the love of her life was using all the little things he knew about her to try and give her a fun day. Was he the love of her life? Of course he is, her mind snapped at the intruding thought. Even as she told herself this, she wondered how she could have been with another man if she really did feel this way about Stefan. She had to tell him what happened. No. There's no way she could tell him. How would she even begin? He definitely would never speak to her again.
"Elena? What's wrong?" Stephan asked, concern lacing his voice. Elena's face was getting red and splotchy and the tears were visible now. She was so stricken with shame and grief that she could barely even make up a lie to cover the traitor tears.
"I'm… I don't know why I'm crying, Stefan. I feel ridiculous. Jenna and I were talking about my mom this morning and she's just on my mind I guess." The sound of the lie escaping her lips only made the tears flow harder. They spilled down her cheeks and splashed on the pavement at her feet.
Stefan put his arms around her and whispered sounds of comfort into her ear while he stroked her hair. Elena knew that she had to get away from him and get to school. She had to come up with a plan on what to do about this whole situation, Damon included. When her mind was swimming with guilt, there was no way that she could come to any conclusions.
"Let's go to school," Elena sniffed, wiping tears off her face. She smiled encouragingly. "I'd like to get my mind off of it." Stefan nodded as he opened the car door for her. She slid into the leather seats and breathed in the comforting smell of his Karmann Coupe, desperately trying to calm down and get ahold of herself. If she was going to keep her secret for now, she had to stop getting so upset every time she looked at Stefan. The car bounced slightly as Stefan got into the driver's seat. He grabbed Elena's hand and they drove to school in silence. Stefan probably thought that her silence was due to her being lost in thought with the memory of her parents, but her thoughts were actually swirling between Damon's ice blue eyes and Stefan's deep brown ones. She felt like they were battling for dominance even in her own brain, and it was making her dizzy. She closed her eyes and succumbed her mind to her wild thoughts, praying for a solution to pop up with them.
"Elena… you what?" Bonnie cried in disbelief.
"Shh!" Elena exclaimed. The pair were sitting outside on the bleachers by the football field during lunch. After contemplating her situation during the entire length of her first four periods of class, Elena realized that she needed someone else's perspective. Bonnie was the only viable option. Caroline's big mouth would never be able to keep a secret like this, no matter how hard she tried. Matt wouldn't understand, and she especially didn't like talking about relationship stuff with him since she broke his heart last year. She was afraid to tell Bonnie, but she knew deep down that Bonnie was her best friend and would be there for her no matter what, even if she didn't support her decision.
"I don't even know how it happened Bonnie. I was so frustrated because Stefan wouldn't come over, and Damon was just there like he was reading my mind. It was a total moment of weakness. He started doing things to me that I have never experienced and it was like I was in a trance. I couldn't stop it. I didn't even want to. I didn't even think about Stefan the whole time. Not once. And god now I can't stop thinking about Damon either. What is wrong with me? Please tell me that something is totally wrong with me. I'm a terrible person." Her words were coming out in an unstoppable string and she had to stop for air.
"You're not a terrible person, you just made a terrible decision," Bonnie said. "Why did you try to fight me so much when I said that you had feelings for Damon? If you would have come to terms with it in the first place, maybe last night wouldn't have happened. I feel like everything you held back for him just exploded at that moment, and of course you couldn't say no to that." Elena shrugged and dropped her face to the ground. Bonnie had a point. "Elena, you know that if you ever want Stefan to not kill his brother, or you, or even himself, you can't tell him, right?"
"I know. But how am I supposed to just pretend like I'm a great girlfriend and nothing happened? God, I pretty much bawl every time I look at him because I'm so guilty."
"I don't know. You've really gotten yourself into a horrible situation."
"I feel like Katherine," Elena cried, banging her forehead into the bleacher railing. "Why is this happening?"
"You are not Katherine. You may be in a similar circumstance to hers, but that does not make you her. The fact that you have all this remorse shows it. She strung them both along and didn't even care." Bonnie sighed and put her hand on Elena's knee. "Listen, you know that I'm not the biggest fan of Damon. But I know the way he feels about you. And even before this happened, I knew about the way you secretly felt about him too. Before you even knew it yourself, I think. He would die for you." She bit her lip and continued. "But so would Stefan. If I were you, I would try to spend time with them both. Alone. You need to realize your true feelings. Damon feels dangerous and fun, and Stefan feels caring and safe. It's kind of hard to compare those two types of people. I'm not condoning cheating, but I want you to be happy. Choosing one of them right now is going to leave you sad and unsure. You need to figure this out more."
Elena was lost in thought with Bonnie's suggestion. It did seem very rational, but how was she ever going to spend time with both of them alone without Stefan finding out about Damon, or Damon getting jealous of Stefan and doing something drastic? And this wasn't even considering the guilt she felt.
"If this is going to work, I'm going to have to pull it together and stop acting so weird and guilty," Elena said slowly.
"You have to change your mindset about it. They both love you, Elena. And you have feelings for both of them. It's not like you slept with a random guy to hurt Stefan or to only please yourself. Stop feeling like you hurt Stefan, and start feeling like you're giving Damon a chance."
Elena threw her arms around Bonnie and squeezed tightly. "Thank you Bonnie, for everything. No other person in the world would deal with all of this like you do."
"Elena Gilbert, we both have some pretty messed up lives. You having boy troubles is one of the most normal things that we have ever had to deal with."
They both laughed and walked back toward the school hand in hand. Bonnie's support gave Elena confidence and strength that was nowhere in sight this morning. She knew that she would have to make a choice, but her choice had to be educated. Hurting Stefan was the last thing on earth that she wanted to do, but the thought of hurting Damon made her chest ache too. She was going to spend the rest of the day with Stefan and push all thoughts of Damon out of her head. It was the only way.
Elena clapped with glee as Stefan handed her an oversized bear from the prize booth. They had chosen the carnival for their day together, and Stefan had just won the dart toss. Of course, his vampire strength had caused him to pop not only one balloon, but the entire cluster surrounding the impact of his dart as well. The carnival worker looked shocked and said that he could pick whatever size of prize he wanted.
"You know, if I didn't know that you were a vampire that would have really impressed me. Those games are so rigged that you can barely ever pop one." Elena continued giggling and put the bear on her shoulders. "This thing is huge!"
"Only the best cheaply-made, popcorn-smelling toy for you, my love," Stefan said, rolling his eyes and grinning. He leaned down to kiss Elena, and their lips locked in a show of passion. Several passing families cleared their throats with disapproval while their children giggled, and Elena pulled back from him.
She blushed and grabbed Stefan's hand. "I keep forgetting that I am a founding family member and must be upheld to the highest standards of snobbery at all times. Apparently, PDA is only okay for the common folk."
Stefan snorted and pulled her towards the ferris wheel. "I feel like public displays of affection would be the least of their worries if they knew the man you are fraternizing with is a bloodsucking monster."
Elena smacked his arm and said, "Don't talk like that. I love you."
"And I love you too." Stefan's eyes filled with awe as he stared down at Elena and her heart fluttered. Damon may make her feel things deep inside, but Stefan did too. Different sorts of things. Stefan's love was pure and kind. It made her feel happy and light-headed. "You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, Elena. I don't deserve you." The throbbing guilt threatened to push its way into Elena's head again, but she blinked hard and forced it out.
"No, I don't deserve you." They stared into each other's eyes as the ride attendant tried to get their attention. Stefan snapped out of the loving haze first, handing the man their tickets and leading Elena onto the swinging cart. They both sat down and the ride lurched forward.
A chilly breeze cut through the warm beginning of autumn air, and Elena scooted closer to Stefan. He wrapped one arm around her shoulder and placed the other one in her lap, his hand resting on her inner thigh. The sky was just beginning to darken and all of the lights of the carnival began to flicker on. Elena gasped in wonder and leaned forward to look at the beautiful scene.
"I remember our first time on this exact ferris wheel," Elena said, leaning back into Stefan's warm embrace.
"As do I. I try to forget the horrible day that came before that memory though." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair before placing it back on Elena's thigh. "I never want to disappoint you, Elena. I feel as though darkness and death follow me everywhere I go, and I don't want that to be a part of your life."
"Hey, you seem to be forgetting that death and darkness were already a part of my life before you came into the picture. I love you, and I love all of you. Not just the good parts. I signed up for this life when I fell in love with you, and I would not trade a second of it."
Stefan's gaze was filled with emotion as Elena craned her neck to place a kiss on his cheek. The ferris wheel lulled to a stop, and they were seated at the very top, far away from the prying eyes of the citizens of Mystic Falls. Stefan leaned down to return her kiss but placed his lips on her forehead instead. He kissed down the bridge of her nose before crushing his lips into her own. The kiss was laced with sincere love, but as their lips continued to move together, the kiss turned into something more passionate.
Elena squealed with surprise as Stefan lifted her to straddle his lap with one swift motion. The car of the ferris wheel jerked with the movement, and Elena dug her nails into his shoulders.
"I won't let you fall," Stefan whispered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. He cupped her face with his hands and began to kiss her again. Their lips connected and sparks flew behind Elena's eyes. Stefan's tongue ran along her bottom lip, asking for entrance. Elena obliged and opened her mouth. She moaned at the feeling of Stefan's tongue entering her mouth and sweeping across her own, and she could feel a bulge grow in his pants and press against her groin at the sound of her moan. Their tongues danced in her mouth, and Stefan reached down to place a hand on her waist, pulling her closer to his body.
"I'm sorry that I haven't given you what you need lately. I hope you know that you are the most exquisitely beautiful, sexy woman that I have ever seen, and any chance I get to be with you is a chance that I never want to turn down." Stefan's sweet words made Elena blush, and she felt wetness begin to drip into her panties. "Do you want to get out of here?" Elena nodded breathlessly, and Stefan leaned down to place hard kisses on her neck.
The ferris wheel began moving once again, and Elena clamored across Stefan's lap back to her own seat before they came into view of the people on the ground. They still had a few more rotations before they could get off the ride, and Elena squirmed with anticipation. Stefan's hand was back on her inner thigh again, this time tracing patterns with his thumb and pressing ever so close to her throbbing core.
After what seemed like an eternity, the ferris wheel halted to a stop at the bottom and the ride attendant unlocked the restraint for them. Stefan thanked him as Elena stumbled out of the car. Her skin felt overheated and she looked around the carnival with blurred vision.
"Which way back to your car?" Elena asked. Stefan pointed to the left, and they began walking in that direction. Elena steps were quick with excitement. Her mind was locked on Stefan and the sweet adoration he makes her feel. Every so often, a whispering thought of Damon would enter her mind, but she quickly pushed it away. This is what she was supposed to be doing, right? This is the plan of action that she and Bonnie had concluded on. It wasn't selfish to enjoy both of these men and feel love for both of them. Okay, she knew it was selfish. But if she had to be selfish for a moment to understand her own desires, it was going to have to be okay. She knew she had to choose one, and she would, once she had enough evidence to back up her decision.
They reached Stefan's car, and he popped the trunk. He quickly lowered the back seats, creating a large area in the back of the car that was empty. He grabbed a few blankets and pillows from the underseat storage and placed them on the open area. Whipping around, he leaned against the car and pulled Elena against him.
"I hope you don't mind that this is not the most romantic place in the world. I just can't wait another moment." He grabbed a fistful of her hair and kissed her passionately, making her knees weak.
"I don't mind at all," Elena replied as they broke the kiss, reaching up to lock her arms behind his neck. They kissed again, and Stefan tuned around to gently lower her into the car. Elena looked around as he climbed in beside her and pulled down the hatch of the trunk. There was a lot more room than she expected. She could lie down without her head or feet being cramped, and she guessed that she could sit on her knees without hitting her head off the roof. Stefan reached behind his back and pulled his shirt over his head with one hand. Elena purred with delight as he crouched over her. His body was glorious. Not as big and ripped as Damon's, but still magnificent all the same. His muscles were leaner. His body was gentler in a way, and softer to the touch. Elena reached up to run her hands along his muscular arms. She could already feel his excitement pressing against her stomach as he lowered his body down on to hers. He placed kisses down her collarbone and across her chest, down her stomach, and at the top of the hem of her jeans. He lifted her hips with one hand and pulled down her jeans with the other, tossing them up to the front seat.
Stefan's teeth nibbled at the sensitive skin around her hip bones, and she gasped. Her hands found their way to his face, and she caressed his cheeks are he continued his sweet, torturous teasing. She moved his hands to his hair and yanked his head back up to be level with hers. Their lips locked, and she rolled over so she was laying flat on top of him. He unbuttoned his jeans as Elena kissed his jawline and nibbled on the lobe of his ear. He growled with desire and pulled his own jeans and underwear off. Elena didn't want any of the foreplay tonight. Damon had given her enough of that last night. Now, all she wanted was to feel her body intertwined with Stefan's. It was an animalistic desire, and Elena was all to willing to give in.
"Please Stefan. No more teasing. I need you," she panted, pulling down her panties and tossing them behind her. She ripped off her own shirt, and Stefan started up at her in wonder. She truly was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. Her flawless olive skin seemed to shine under the faint glare of the lights from outside. Her long, dark hair hung down and pooled softly on his chest. He could feel his self-control beginning to slip. Any other day, he would have made Elena wait a little longer so that he could continue to please her with his foreplay. Tonight, however, both of their desires were too strong to hold back any longer. Elena positioned herself in a straddle on top of him and grabbed his member to guide it as she slowly slid her body down onto it. They both moaned with the sweet feeling of him filling her completely. Elena let her body adjust with his large dick inside of her before she started to lift her body up and down, riding him slowly.
Stefan closed his eyes and laced his fingers with hers. He let his head fall back as the pleasure of her taking control washed over him. She began to move faster, bobbing up and down and letting out shallow breaths. She moaned his name, and he began to thrust in time with her movements. She gripped the head of the passenger seat as he pounded into her and panted, calling out his name every few seconds as a new wave of pleasure wracked her body. Stefan reached down between her legs to rub fast circles around her clit and her eyes rolled back. She could feel herself nearing the edge already.
Stefan placed his hands below Elena's thighs and gently lifted her off of his member. He laid her down on her stomach, body completely flat on the floor of the car, and positioned himself over her. Elena moaned with anticipation. She loved this position, and so did Stefan. He plunged into her and she yelped with the force of his thrust. He began thrusting in and out of her so quickly that the car was shaking. She silently prayed that no one was around to witness this, but she was too preoccupied to really care. Stefan placed his hands on either side of her shoulders and lowered his head to place kisses on her upper back, never slowing his pace. He began to bite hard on her shoulders, and she groaned with the sensation.
Stefan abruptly switched their positions once more, pulling her up to her knees and swiftly putting his head between her legs. He plunged his tongue into her center and then lapped up her folds, stopping at the top to flick her clit with so much intensity that Elena gasped and called out his name again. He removed his tongue for a second, only to replace it with his rock-hard member. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down Elena's length and pressed hard on her clit. He plunged into her again, gripping her ass for support. He was eliciting deep, throaty moans that made Elena even wetter than before. She knew that he was close. His stokes became rougher as he neared his climax. He reached between Elena's legs to stimulate her clit once more, and she felt the pleasure deep in her stomach. She knew that she was close too.
She called his name as she reached her breaking point, and stars danced in her vision. Stefan reached his shortly after while she was still riding out the waves of her orgasm, and she felt his thick, warm seed filling her. They both panted and moaned for a few more moments before they came down from their highs. They had never reached climax at the same exact time before, and the feeling left them both with blurry vision. Stefan guided her body back down onto the floor and she cuddled against his bare chest. They sat in silence, looking out the fogged-up glass of the back window of the car at the carnival lights in the distance.
Elena looked up at the headrest of the passenger seat and groaned. She could see rips in the interior where her nails dug when Stefan was fucking her from behind. "I'm really sorry about that," she said, pointing at the damage. Stefan peered at it and laughed, shaking his head.
"That's an easy fix, Elena. Don't worry about it." He kissed the top of her head and drew her closer to him.
"I'd better be getting home soon. You know how Jenna is trying to be 'strict' with her school night curfews." Stefan chuckled and nodded.
"I wish you could come stay with me tonight," he mumbled, kissing her hair again. She thought about how nice it would be to snuggle up to him in his dark room, not caring about responsibilities the next day. Another unwanted image came up in her mind as she thought about the Salvatore house. She thought about going home with Stefan and facing Damon for the first time since their encounter. She gulped and pushed the image away. She would deal with that when the time came. For now, she was just enjoying Stefan's presence.
They both gathered their clothes and dressed then exited the car, trading their positions in the back for the two front seats. They drove home in a comfortable silence, and Elena dozed off to sleep before the end of the drive. She slept dreamlessly before being awakened by a growl elicited from Stefan.
She snapped her eyes open and felt the car slow to a stop. "Stefan, what's wrong?" She asked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
"Seems like we have an unwanted visitor." He said coldly. He opened his door and slammed it closed. As he came around the back of the car to let Elena out, she peered out of the window at her porch. She gasped as she saw a dark figure leaning casually against the banister near the front door. Damon.
Oh no! Or is it oh yes? What is Damon doing there, and how is their first interaction since the incident going to go down, especially with Stefan around? Please leave your reviews and tune in for the next chapter to find out :)
