Leap of Faith
Chapter 1

Elena was looking through an old scrap book of the family. She flipped through the first few pages; they were of her as a baby. A few of her as toddlers than one of her and her parents; Miranda and Grayson. She wanted to break down once she saw those pictures. Elena remembers that day like it was yesterday… the car her mother drove to come get her was flipped over, every window shattered and cracked. A tear streamed down her face as the phone rang.

"Hello?" She answered her phone making sure to not crack when she spoke.

Elena, can you please come in? We would greatly appreciate it! Her boss, Rebekah, was very nice to her when she wanted something.

"Sure, Bekah. I'll be in shortly. Let me just get ready." She hung up the phone without saying good bye.

Elena turned on the T.V.; there was a man, dark hair, vibrant blue eyes that were filled with tears.

"My father, Giuseppe Salvatore, was just t-boned by a guy who was completely not paying attention and he gets off scotch free because he's some high up guy? And you're asking me if I'm mad? No, of course I'm not mad." The sarcasm leaked through his statement. "I'm pissed! My father is leaving behind his business, his children, and his grandchildren." The wrinkles flooded his forehead. "Now you tell me, what you would do in this situation!"

Elena felt terrible for this strange man, if anyone ever knew what loss was, it was her. Losing her mother and her father the same night, in the same accident as him? Ironic, she thought. "'If that was me?'" She quoted. "That was me." She said out loud.

"My names Damon Salvatore, new owner of XP inc., and I just lost my father to an ignorant waste of space human being." She grabbed the remote turning off the television. She sympathized with him. But none the less, she still had to get ready for work. Thank God I'm wearing my work uniform, She thought. Somehow she figured something would come up or someone would call out and she'd be called in, most loyal employee.

She arrived putting on her apron, "I'm here, Bekah!" She said grabbing her order slips, slipping them inside her apron with a pen and coasters. As she was looking down at the tables that were going to be hers, she tied up her hair in a pony tail. Her long brown hair flowed down her back in a single form, showing off her olive skin, pushing the strands behind her ear. Okay, this section's mine. Got it. She traced over the tables there were hers with her finger tip. She walked over to the first table she spotted in her section without anything on the table.

"Hello, my names Elena, I'm going to be your server today. Can I start you off with a drink?" She took her pad out with the pen, clicking it.

"Um, yes miss. Can I get the… Vodka Sunrise?" Alcohol so early in the morning? Very nice. The man looked up, "Miss, can I ask you something?" Elena nodded still making note of what he wanted. She put the pad back in her pocket. "What would you do if your father died in a car accident all because some 'high up guy'" He made air quotations, "t-boned him on the passenger side and he weren't paying attention…"

Where have I heard that st-, She mentally cut herself off. "Ah, Mr. Salvatore, is it?"

He looks astonished that she actually knew who he was, much-less his name, "yes and new owner of XP Inc."

"Well, Mr. Salvatore," Her soft chocolate brown eyes met with his piercing blue eyes, "I would do whatever I can to make sure his life was hell and make sure he actually got what everyone else would get." She paused, "Jail time."

She walked away to the counter, her heart was racing fast. Rebekah walked up to Elena, "Elena, you realize who this is right?" Elena nodded. "It's the owner of XP Inc! Make sure whatever he wants it's on the house, he's a valuable customer and could get Aerial's name out to everyone. Make sure he's happy! I don't care whatever you have to do. Do it!" She demanded.

"Bekah, you know I can't do this. I'm in a relationship… remember?" She questioned grabbing Mr. Salvatore's alcoholic drink.

"I didn't mean that way, Elena!" She thought to herself. "Although, if that is what he seems to want, do it. I don't care." She sounded very cold like. Elena sighed and shook her head; she stirred Mr. Salvatore's drink with a little black straw.

"I'm doing my best, this isn't exactly easy, you know?" She grabbed the drink making sure not to have a splash over the rim of the cup, wouldn't want to make the boss mad.

"If Bonnie was here, it would be." Rebekah stormed off as Elena took back his drink, Vodka Sunrise, making sure to note not to screw things up. "Anything else sir?"

"No that's it." He took a sip out of the drink. "What's your name again, miss?" He asked.

"Elena. Elena Gilbert, Mr. Salvatore." She smiled; her smile seemed to of just lightened up his day.

"Please, call me Damon, Elena. Anyone as nice as you; and hardworking might I add- can have me on a first name bases." He smiled.

"Hard working?" She questioned. "You see me working here?" She was a little bit concerned.

"Yes, you're always here. I will make sure to ask to sit with you from now on." He stated finishing up his drink. "Instead of the other girl."

"Bonnie…?" She questioned and he simply nodded putting his empty glass back on the table. Rebekah rushed over to make sure she was doing her job.

"Mr. Salvatore, how is everything is there anything else we can get you?" Rebekah looked at Elena like she wasn't doing her job.

"Yes, Rebekah, more people like Elena, here." He sized her up with his eyes. "She deserves an absolute raise, possible promotion." He walked out of the restaurant, leaving a tip and a business card. The card had his business number and personal number on it with a note, "if you need me or anything at all. Here's the best number to reach me at." Circled was his private number in black ink.

Elena Gilbert smiled from ear to ear and tucked it away from anyone to see especially Rebekah.


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