Chapter 3

Damon sat looking plankly at the computer screen when his cellephone rang.

"Before i hang up, How'd you get this number?"

"It's on the street."

" Haha very funny Elena"

" Look can we just talk"

" emmm nope"

" look meet me at The Grill, i'll buy"

" Sorry kitten but i've got a hot date"

Damon hangs up his cellephone.

Damon and his date enter's The Grill.

Damon, Ric and Jeremy are all playing pool, while Jenna Bonnie and Damon's date Andie watch from the side lines. Elena enter's the grill. She walks over to the table.

"Well, you must be Damon's hot date. I'm Elena, Damon's snotty Yankee bitch wife whom he refuses to divorce. "

" Nice to meet you, Im Andie"

" Elena"

" Aunt Jenna, good to see you" Elena grab a seat from the next table and sit down.

Damon turns round and glares a Elena.

"Guys just get a stick, lets play some pool, alright? And if ya can't find a cue just pull the one shoved up her ass."

" Why thank you Jeremy"

" Anytime sis ,Now, you sit your bony ass down there...and watch and see me teach Damon here, how to lose at pool."

"Well, see, that's the thing I'm not really a watch-and-see kind of girl.. am I, Damon?"

Damon misses the black ball. He stand's up from the pool table and grabs his beer.

So, Damon.. are you going to divorce this girl or what?

Well Ric, she waited years ,A couple more days won't kill her..."

Elena get's the black ball in the socket.

" Gottcha you loose"

" Looks like you got me" Damon put's down his bottle beer.

" After all these year's you still suck at pool"

" So Elena, what is it you do up in New York"

" I run my own business actually, Bakery selling cupcake's I've just gone nation wide"

" Wow! And you've came back to mock us poor folk"

" No Damon, ive came back for a divorce"

" Why so you can go off and Marry your rich boyfriend"

" Who told you"

" Just because i talk slow honey, doesnt mean im stupid"

" I was going to tell you"

" When it appeared on national new's?, You've not so much a blinked in my direction in last four year's"

" Well if you had just signed the god dam paper i wouldnt had to come all this way"

Damon reaches into his pocket and hand's Andie a twenty dollar bill.

"Why don't you get us a couple drinks, all right?

"Is that a martini?" Andie point to Elena's glass.

"Not "me and her" us. "You and I" us."

Jermey grabs Elena by the arm.

" You think you can waltz in here after four year's "

" Jeremy, it's not like that. "

"No, I'll tell you what it's not like. It's not like Damon's the only one you run out on. "