The music did absolutely nothing to calm down Elena when her younger sister Katherine ran into her room with a huge grin planted on her face like she actually had good news to report to her sister.
"Elena you'll never believe what I heard!" Katherine yelled jumping onto the bed. Elena simply turned up her music and rolled over onto her stomach.
"What's up with you? You've been all mopey for like two days."
"What do you want Katherine? I'm busy."
"Pshh, yeah right. Anyways, guess what I heard?"
"Mom isn't really our mom; she's an alien from planet TalkALot."
"Um...no."
"What spectacular news did you hear?"
"Damon is moving back!" Katherine shrieked happily.
Happily?
Yes...she was happy.
Elena's body tensed up as her brain tried to register the message she had just heard. But her brain had hit an overload.
"Isn't that great? Now you two won't have to have a long distance relationship anymore! Elena...?" Katherine's pointer finger poked her sister's side. "What is your problem? Aren't you excited?"
Elena sat up, "No I'm not excited Katherine. Anything but."
Her happy composure faded away, "No...You two broke up? Why didn't you tell me? What happened?"
Katherine was known for asking many questions and getting on people's nerves. This is what she was currently doing to Elena.
But she was a great listener.
"Nothing happened, we just fell apart."
Fell apart was a huge understatement. They had fallen apart like a crumbling building being blown up. It was a huge mess and the remains were still lying there as hard as Elena tried to bury them and pretend nothing had happened.
But pretending could only get you so far before reality came rushing back and slapped you in the face ruining your beautiful make-believe world.
"Oh Elena I'm sorry. I'll kick his ass for you."
Elena looked at her little sister and sighed, "You're lucky you don't have to deal with stuff like this."
"Everyone has to sooner or later. Oh yeah, Mom wants to talk to you whenever you're not busy."
"Then I'll just have to be busy until she forgets."
Katherine rolled her large brown eyes and left. Elena followed a few minutes later and walked down to her mother's study.
"Elena it's about time! Sit, sit."
Oh no...She used my real name.
Elena sat down slowly, preparing for the worse and indeed it did come.
"The Salvatore are moving in today across the street! It'll be just like old times."
Nothing is ever like the old times because everything changes with time and can never be completely replicated without any difference.
"I asked Elizabeth if she could use some help and she did, so I said you'd be over there soon."
"What?"
"Don't raise your voice honey. Anyways, you could use some fresh air and exercise. She's expecting you so go on over."
Things just kept getting worse and worse for Elena and she could see the rain cloud hanging over her head that never seemed to leave.
Elena inhaled deeply before stepping outside. She was trying to suck in all her confidence before she'd lose it forever while helping the Salvatore move in.
Damon just had a way of wrecking Elena's walls.
"Elena thank you so much for coming. Just bring in what you can carry and set it down in the front hall. I'll take it from there."
"Okay."
Mrs. Salvatore disappeared into the house and Elena sighed looking at all the boxes. This would be a very long day; she had no idea exactly how long was long.
"Need some help?"
"No, I can handle it."
Damon shrugged and watched as the stubborn girl took two tiny steps before setting down the box.
"What the hell is in here?"
"Probably one of my dad's prized possessions. Now do you need some help?"
"Why? I'm not going to carry that box."
Damon tried to hide his grin at the brown eyed beauty in front of him as she sat down on the grass. She had been carrying boxes and helping bring in furniture for six hours and it had finally zapped her energy.
Damon effortlessly carried in the box next to her and came back sitting across from her. Elena glared at him.
"What?"
"Why are you moving back?"
"I thought you'd be happy. Now we can catch up." She scoffed, "Catch up? How can you act like nothing ever happened?"
"If I remember correctly, you've moved on. So why don't we pick up where we left off?"
Elena shook her head and narrowed her eyes, "I can't believe you think that after what you did we can just pick it all back up like a ball that bounced across the street."
"I don't see why we can't."
"I-you...wha-I...AHH!" Elena screamed in frustration and stood up. "You can't always get what you want Salvatore. You'll never understand that I can't forget about what you did and act like nothing ever went wrong."
Damon got onto his feet and glared at Elena, "You're forgetting that it takes two to tango Gilbert."
Elena's hand flew at his handsome face and the loud smack seemed to echo distantly around them.
"Just remember this, I gave you a chance," Damon growled a red mark appearing on his cheek.
"You've already lost yours," Elena whispered coldly before turning her back and heaved another box into her tired arms, continuing her job.
That's what she was there to do. She wasn't there to chat.
