Chapter Three

Disclaimer: Okay, so I still don't own the Vampire Diaries.. but I can at least dream that I do. :)

Author's Note: Okay, so I am SO SO SO SORRY! I know I didn't update all week, but I had so much going on! However, since it's Thanksgiving break this week I plan to catch up on some chapters!

OH! So, did y'all watch last weeks episode of The Vampire Diaries? All I can say is "FINALLY!" I don't know about you guys, but I've been waiting for that to happen since the first time Damon told Elena he loved her! Yay. Count me one happy fan. :))

Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

"Oh my gosh! Elena, honey, you are NOT walking out of this house looking like that! Are you kidding me?"

I looked down at my outfit and frowned. I thought I looked pretty decent. I was wearing my favorite pair of jeans with a red shirt and my converse. It was my comfortable look.

"What's wrong with my outfit?"

"Are you serious right now?" I stared at Caroline completely unfazed. "Oh my gosh, you totally are. Poor girl. Okay, first off, you're wearing jeans! Would you wear jeans to a club, Elena?" I rolled my eyes at her.

"This is not a club. It's The Grill. Get real, Caroline."

"Oh, honey, I am real. Those pants however are not!"

"Stop hating on my pants! There's nothing wrong with them!" It was Caroline's turn to roll her eyes.

"Come on! When I'm done with you, you'll be club-tastic!"

I groaned before following Caroline to her closet.

Half an hour later I was looking at myself in Caroline's full length body mirror, and well, I was impressed.

I was rocking a black mini skirt with a red sequenced top and black pumps to match. My hair was in its signature high ponytail, but this time it was slightly curled, adding some bounce to it. As usual I wore no make-up, but I did apply a little of my cinnamon lip gloss I had just gotten earlier this week. I smiled at my reflection, definitely content with Caroline's work.

"Tell me I am genius! Go on, say it." I laughed at how proud Caroline was of herself.

"You're a genius Caroline! Really, I look great. Thanks."

"You are so welcome! Told you it was better than those jeans! With the way you look tonight, Tyler won't be able to resist you."

"Caroline…"

"Shh! Don't start! Quick, help me find a matching purse for my outfit." I rolled my eyes before following Caroline once again.

I ran my hands through Katherine's hair as I pulled her closer to me. I felt her groan against my lips, but I knew it was out of pleasure. She slowly parted her lips and allowed me full access into her mouth which I gladly took. I kissed her hungrily and it was laced with desperation. I didn't really know what I was desperate for, because it surely wasn't her. Sure, she was hot, but she wasn't exactly what I wanted. I wanted that certain innocent, doe eyed girl. She was sweet and caring and that's what I wanted. The more I thought about Elena, the more I felt myself pulling Katherine closer to me. I was practically crushing my lips onto hers, leaving her lips bruised for sure. I slowly ran my hands down to her waist and picked her up so she was straddling me. I laid back into her bed and watched as she slowly made her way down my stomach. I hadn't even realized my shirt had ever come off. As she was kissing her way down all I could think of was Elena. Damn, I barely knew this girl and already I was lusting after her. Wait, this wasn't right. I didn't want to do this with Katherine. Or, well, not while Elena was on my mind at least. That was way too weird for me. I gently pushed Katherine up off of me and immediately I could tell she was pissed off. Great.

"What the hell was that, Damon?" Uh…

"Shouldn't you get ready for tonight? I mean, it's almost time to go." Yeah, nice lie. She raised a knowing eyebrow at me and for a second I thought she might just pounce on me and not take no for an answer. Instead she just gave me a small smile and nodded.

"Yes, you're right. Come with me; help me choose what to wear." I smiled at myself in my mind and got up off the bed to follow her to her huge walk-in closet.

What felt like hours later, Katherine and I were finally ready. I settled on my normal black shirt, black pants, and leather jacket. What can I say? Black was a damn good color.

Katherine was dressed, well, a little more for show. She was wearing the tightest black pants ever, I'm not going to lie, they fit her figure amazingly. She was sporting a tight black halter top that showed off a little of her stomach and her signature black heeled boots. Of course her hair was curled in that way that only Katherine could do.

As I looked at us in the mirror, I noticed just how good we both clicked with each other. We had a love for dark things, and we were both damaged beyond all means. We could help each other get through this dark phase in our lives. But as I stopped to actually think about it, I wasn't sure she was the one I wanted.

No, I wanted that innocent girl. I wanted Elena. Damn her. Why couldn't she just show an interest in me? Maybe if I apologized for this morning she wouldn't be so mad. I smiled and nodded at myself. Yes, I would apologize. That always works.

"Damon. Are you ready?" I looked over at Katherine before saying yes. I was more than ready.

As I walked into The Grill I scolded. I definitely needed a drink. I wonder who was working the bar. As my eyes scanned the room they slowly came across a long legged brunette sitting at the bar by herself. Hmm, I might as well have fun here while Katherine was off doing who knows what.

I smiled to myself and made my way to the mystery girl. As I sat down next to her I noticed she had a drink in her hand. So she wasn't a minor? Older girl? Definitely hot.

"Well, hello there. Why is a beautiful lady like you, here by yourself?" The girl spit out her drink and her head shot up. What the hell? Not the reaction I was going for. As she turned her head to me and I almost laughed.

"Elena? What the hell?" Wow, what luck I had! Wait. Why is she here drinking? She's definitely not of age!

"Elena, what are you drinking?"

She let out a giggle before throwing her hands up, signaling that she had no idea what she was drinking anymore. She was drunk. Great.

"Are you trying to flirt with me, Damon?" She raised her eyebrows and smirked at me. Oh, the things I could do to her…

"No, Elena. Now why are you drinking? Who gave you this?" I grabbed the drink out of her hands and she pouted her lips at me. Only she could make that face look good.

"Daaaamooooon. Gimme my drink back! I was not finished!"

"Oh, but I think you are. Now, who gave this to you? You really shouldn't be drinking, Elena. Someone could take advantage of you. We wouldn't want that, now, would we?" Truthfully, I would kill anyone before they thought of hurting this poor girl. It was crazy but I knew I couldn't let anything happen to her. She scoffed and rolled her eyes before answering.

"Weren't you going to take advantage of me? Or at least that was until you found out it was me sitting her and not some bombshell. Please, don't act like you care, Damon." I let out a loud sigh.

"I do care, Elena. Look I'm sorry for what happened this morning. I was just in a bad mood. Please, forgive me."

"I don't care about your mood swings, okay? You can be in a bad mood for all I care. Hell, you could go jump off a bridge in an angry rage. I still wouldn't care." She paused before letting her eyes scan the room and I would be lying if I said her words didn't hurt. "Oh, look there's my date now!" She pointed somewhere across the room and jumped up off the barstool. I wasn't going to lie; this girl had amazing grace for being so drunk. Wait? Date? My eyes followed her finger and I almost growled in frustration.

Tyler Lockwood? You're kidding me, right?

"Tyleeeeeeeer! Hi, Tyler! Did you miss me?" Tyler's eyes widened and he looked taken aback by her drunken figure. Huh, I guess Miss Gilbert here didn't drink so much after all.

"Elena? When did you get here? And why the hell are you drunk? You never drink. Where's Caroline? Damn that girl for leaving you alone!"

"But Tyler, I thought you would be happy to see me? Damon here almost swept me away and kidnapped me! I was scared. Then I saw you, and now I feel safe again." She cuddled into the side of his arm and I almost gagged. Sure, I almost kidnapped her… whatever. I was starting to feel really awkward. Was there something going on between them that I didn't know about? I coughed loudly so my presence would be even more clear for them.

Tyler looked over and me and cocked his head to the side. Don't act like you didn't see me, dick.

"Damon. Hey, what's up man?"

"Just enjoying the party, I love these scenes." Actually, I hated parties. I hated the drunken girls who would grind over anything that moved. I hated how these people play mainstream artist that had no clue of what they were singing. I was annoyed to say the least.

"Oh, well, can you take care of Elena? I need to find Caroline. If Elena is this bad, I can't imagine what she looked like right now."

"No, Tyler! Don't leave me alone with him. He's so mean. He hates me." My eyes widened. Hate? How could I possible hate this beautiful girl in front of me?

"Elena…"

"Fine! Just go. I guess I can stay with Damon the grouch for now."

Tyler gave us a parting look and walked off fast. Finally. Something about that boy just made me mad. I didn't know what though. Elena was playing with her hands and humming something under her breath. I looked over at her and gave her a small smile.

"Elena, why do you think I hate you?"

"I don't think; I know. I don't know why you insist on talking to me. I'm not like other girls you like, I'm sure." Huh? Other girls? She barely knew me!

"What do you mean 'other girls'?"

"I'm not like Katherine, Damon. She's so beautiful and… and… I'm just me. I'm not going to be able to give you the things she can give you. I'm not her. Shouldn't you be with her right now? If you want her why are you even here with me right now? I'm sure she's off waiting for you somewhere."

To be honest, I hadn't even thought of Katherine all night. Or well I hadn't, until I saw Elena. I couldn't careless where she was last night. All I knew was I wanted this beautiful girl in front of me, not Katherine. She wasn't particularly on my mind right now. I was about to open my mouth to respond when someone else appeared.

"Hello, Elena." Oh dear god. Stefan!? What the hell…

"Stefan? What are you doing here?" Count me confused. I didn't even know these two knew each other.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm meeting Elena here. She invited me so I could get to know everyone a little better."

I looked over at Elena who was now biting her lip. I didn't even know what to say. My brother? Really?

"Oh, well don't let me ruin your evening. Take care of her Saint Steffy. She's feeling a little tipsy." I chuckled as Stefan gave me a look. Yeah, blame me for her bring drunk. Whatever. I watched as Stefan put his arm around Elena and led her away.

Damn. I was going to need a drink or two.

& Stefan just become a part of this story! Don't worry! This story is strictly Damon and Elena. Gotta keep things interesting though, right? ;)
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