Author's Note:
MERRY CHRISTMAS, HAPPY BOXING DAY & A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
My sincerest apologies. I'm so very sorry for the delay. It's just been a very hectic week. But in the spirit of the holidays I have decided to update. So this is my present to you. So I wish you all the best and a happy new year. So here is the new chapter and please remember to review and please check out my profile for my other stories. By the way, all the outfits for the stories are placed into their own collection on polyvore so there is only one link for each story on my profile. I have some new ones. So here is chapter two. Enjoy & See you all in 2011!
Chapter II
Elena POV
Adriana and Alessandra were practically bouncing in their seat on either side of me as the plane made its descent into Gotham International Airport. We along with the rest of the Victoria Secret angels were here in Gotham for this year's fashion show and we couldn't be happier.
Now normally the fashion show is usually held in New York City, but about a year ago Victoria Secret launched their own charity organization called HALO. HALO was a non-profit organization which helped cities in the betterment of their communities and cities' youth.
New York was the home of the first branch of Halo and since it was doing so well, they decided to expand, first it was Los Angeles, then Miami, and Atlanta and now Gotham was to be the new home of the newest branch of Halo, the fashion show was to promote its grand-opening.
As the plane finally pulled into the gate, Adriana and Alessandra immediately jumped out of their seats and headed for the terminal. Adriana Lima and Alessandra Ambrosio were my best friends. The moment I started working as a model, we immediately clicked and it showed.
We even considered ourselves sisters and it wasn't hard to convince people that didn't really know us otherwise. In fact, the company had made us the main spoke person for Halo. So even after the show we were going to stay in Gotham a lot longer than the other angels.
Adriana and Alessandra knew everything about me, even about vampires and werewolves. Well in honesty I really didn't have a choice, but that's a story for another time, but it did bring us closer together.
The limo picked us outside the terminal to take us to our apartment, while the rest of the angels took another limo to the hotel. The company had gotten us an apartment, since we were going to be staying in the city longer.
We soon arrived at our penthouse and quickly got settled, before heading to the Courtleigh Hotel where the rest of models were staying and the fashion show was being held for rehearsals. {AN: Pics on Profile.}
After our last fitting before the show and rehearsal walk of the runway, Adriana and Alessandra decide to go back to the apartment and rest, while I decided to head to the hotel bar.
I sat at the bar resting my elbows on the cool marble and ordered an absolutely watermelon martini as I thought about the last two years of my life.
I was thankful when my martini was slid in front of me. I immediately grabbed the stem of the glass before feeling the burn of the alcohol rush down my throat. I set the glass down gracefully as I grabbed the strawberry that sat on the rim of the glass and ate it.
I took out my Blackberry Torch and browsed through the pictures, until I found what as I looking for. My friends and family, Jenna, Jeremy, Bonnie, Caroline, Matt, Tyler and even Alaric. I had deleted all pictures of Damon and Stefan, still wanting nothing more to do with them.
In the time since I had left Mystic Falls I had not spoken to any of them, I thought about it many times, even Adriana and Alessandra encouraged me, but we all knew that if I let even one of them back into my life, Damon and Stefan would surely follow and that was the last thing that I would ever want.
I began contemplating whether or not if I should order another when the bartender sat a blue ice martini with a lemon peel on the rim in front of me. I looked up questionably at the bartender before he just jerked his head toward a man a couple seats down.
I suspected to see some perv or some douche bag with some cheesy grin and some knock off designer clothes. But instead, there's a handsome man with perfectly defined cheekbones; that was probably in his late twenties, early thirties looking sharp in an Armani suit.
I grabbed the glass at the stem and lift it to the man with breathtakingly dark brown eyes before taking a sip. As expected he came over and leans on one arm against the bar, facing me. "I just thought you could use something a little stronger." He said, eyeing the empty martini glass in front of me.
I took the piece of blackberry from the empty glass as I smiled. "Thanks." I said softly before I eat the blackberry whole, feeling its fruity juice and the tang of the vodka that it absorbed explode over my taste buds.
I feel the man's gaze on me as I felt my cheeks turn a light shade of pink on my tan skin as I thought about a commercial I had done a few months back where I was promoting a new fragrance for Juicy Couture and I had to strawberry eat a strawberry very seductively.
"Disaronno on the rocks." He ordered as he took as a seat next to me and waved at the bartender. "I've never seen you before. What brings you to Gotham?" He asked as I heard the wailing sirens in the distance over the soft piano music.
"Work." I said simply, before taking a sip from my drink again and leaning slightly towards him. "But to tell you the truth, I might just stay longer with all the handsome business men this city just has to offer." I said as I lowered my voice into a seductive whisper before I leaned back and he laughed slightly.
We sat in silence for a few minutes, as I studied the stranger's face as he stared down at his drink resentfully. He suddenly looked up at me as he noticed me staring and I quickly look away. "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare." I mumbled.
He gave me a weak smile but his deep dark brown eyes showed much sorrow. "You just seemed upset...you okay?" He took a deep breath. "A couple years ago, my parents died on this day." He said as he finished his drink quickly, before setting it on the counter.
"But you don't want to listen to any of this." He said bitterly. "No, no, I don't mind…my parents are dead too. It still hurts." I said truthfully before taking another sip of my martini. He opened his mouth to say something when my phone rang.
It was Adriana. I shot him an apologetic smile as he nodded his head for me to answer. "Hey Aid." I said as I answered using her nickname. "Hey sweetie it's getting late and we're worried about you, and we need to get some rest for tomorrow, we have that meeting with the major." Adriana said as her Brazilian accent came out clearly. I sighed before telling Adriana I would be home soon and hanging up.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go. Thank you for the drink, Mr.-" I said before I realized I hadn't learned his name. He looked surprised for a second before he gave me a genuine smile, even with the sadness still present in his eyes.
"Bruce."He said as I smiled at him. "Elena." I said as I smiled for the last time before leaving and heading to the front door and hailing a cab.
I sat in the cab and watched the scenery pass by as I noticed we we're going the wrong way. As I brought it to the driver's attention, the cab suddenly stopped before the door was swung open and everything went black.
CLIFFHANGER!
What will happen to Elena next? Will Bruce and Elena ever be?
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