Chapter 3
It was almost ten o'clock when Damon arrived at Elena's house. He wasn't sure if he was ready to face her, she would be so mad. He couldn't say she was wrong, he knew this wasn't what she wanted. Hell, she was just eighteen, this was supposed to happen in years not now. But he couldn't let her marry Mason, the guy would definitely ruin her life without even thinking about it. He was a real player and he wouldn't think twice before betraying Elena.
"Hello Damon, I'm glad you came so soon," John said friendly when he opened the door for him.
"Hi John."
"She'll be ready in a few minutes, you know girls, they always take their time," he winked before walking towards the living room. Damon just followed him, hoping Elena wasn't too mad.
When she came downstairs he could see the dark circles under her eyes, she definitely didn't get much sleep last night. So he wasn't the only one.
Elena's heart started to beat faster when she saw Damon standing, she needed to use all her power not to start yelling at him. She decided she would wait and make a scene later on the day, when her father was gone. The man would only make things harder for her.
"Elena? I asked you to get ready," her father whispered in her ear when she walked past him. "You look like a rat."
"I sure feel like one," she hissed back. What the hell did it matter if she looked like a rat or not? Her life was over. He was the reason her life was over.
"Hello Elena," Damon said with his all too charming smile. Elena just ignored him, she wasn't ready to do the 'friendly talk', she was furious. How could he think she would ever agree to marry him? He knew well enough she didn't like him, besides he was always an arrogant ass towards her. Why would that suddenly change?
"She's not in a good mood," John spoke, hoping his daughter would finally use some manners. He always raised her with respect but she definitely didn't learn much of it. Why couldn't she just understand that he was trying to protect her? That he wanted to make her happy. One day, she would thank him, he was sure of it.
Elena looked at her father, her eyes piercing into his, if eyes could shoot, her dad would be death for more than a hundred times. Fire was running through her veins and she needed to fight with everything she had not to start crying and yelling again. She felt like she was gonna freak out again, this time even worse than yesterday.
"I'm sure you're right," Damon said to John. "Are you ready to go, Elena?" he asked while turning around to face her. She didn't look up though, she just stared to the ground, hoping this all was just a nightmare.
But it wasn't and she knew it. Everything that was happening was for real. Her father really did this to her and Damon just accepted it.
"She's ready," John answered not even giving her a chance to answer by herself. "I'll grab her bags and put them in the car." With that, John Gilbert left the living room, leaving Elena all alone with the one guy she hated the most.
"Okay Elena, I get it, you're mad. But hey, I'm not the worst person in the world you know, I'm hot as hell, definitely fun…"
"Oh please," Elena interrupted him. "I already know you're ego is gigantic, you don't have to remind me about that. And quit the chit-chat, I'm not in the mood for it Damon. Just leave me the hell alone."
"That's gonna be hard as your husband."
"You're not my husband!" she almost screamed.
"Yet," he added smirking. "Come on, Elena, you act like this is the end of the world."
"It is."
"Aw, that's definitely not good for my 'gigantic' ego, honey."
"I'm not your honey, Damon. Why are you doing this to me? Why can't you just walk away and act like nothing of this ever happened?"
"Because, I'm looking forward to see you as my future wife. Don't you like the sound of it, Elena Salvatore?" He wasn't planning on telling her the truth. It would probably make things even worse than they were already. She just had to accept it and everything would be okay.
"If it was Stefan, I would be jumping upside down, with you? I rather die than be called that way."
"Come on, Elena, don't be so naïve. Do you really think Stefan wants to marry you, huh? He doesn't want that, you know. Sex? Yeah, I'm sure he wants that with you but he doesn't want a wife already. He wants to have fun, enjoy his life."
"He can enjoy his life as much as he wants to. I don't want to marry either but because of you, I'm stuck with this joke. I want to be free and enjoy my life too! Just like every normal teenager does!" she was getting furious again, he could see the fire burning in her eyes. She looked quite sexy when she was mad but he better didn't tell her. She would only get even madder at him.
"I never said you couldn't enjoy your life anymore. You're just stuck with me, sweetie."
"Life with you is like a living hell, Damon. It's not like I'm gonna enjoy any of it."
"How can you be so sure of that, Elena?" he said while walking closer towards her, his eyes not leaving hers. She could feel her heartbeat getting faster, the closer he came, the harder it got the get some air. She couldn't believe she was acting this way. The realization made everything even worse. "You never lived with me," he whimpered into her ear, she could feel his warm breath against her neck, it made a shiver going through her body. She knew he was trying to charm her and it was working damn well. Fighting it didn't help, for a moment she didn't know what to do anymore.
Finally he stepped back, giving her some space again. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. What happened? She thought to herself. Why did she react that way?
He'd never been that close to her, for just a moment she forgot about everything, even her fury. But now she could breathe again, it all came back and she wanted to slap him or yell again but the words got stuck in her throat when she looked into his eyes. His pupils widened and his eyes pierced into hers, making her heart beating more rapidly all over again. She was totally lost in the moment when her father walked back in.
"Everything's ready," he told them, not noticing the tension he just walked in on.
"Good," Damon answered swiftly before starting to walk towards the front door. "Are you coming?" he called when she didn't move. She was still frozen on the floor from what just happened seconds ago, quickly she nodded and started walking behind him. Leaving her dad alone, she just hoped she would see her brother again. Jeremy didn't know anything of this cause he was on a road trip with his older girlfriend Anna. The truth been told, she didn't know if her father would ever tell him the truth about all this. He'd probably find some lie that Jer would believe.
Damon couldn't believe what happened a few minutes ago, did he really saw the lust reflecting in her eyes? Or did he just dreamed he saw it? For a moment, he'd been totally speechless by the tension that was between them. He'd seen the confusion in her eyes so he was sure she'd felt it too. It just insured he was right all along, there was something between them and it definitely wasn't something bad.
She could deny it as much as she wanted, it didn't matter cause he knew deep down she felt it too. Like a magnet he was forced to be with her, the closer he got, the closer he wanted to be.
Elena felt very uncomfortable when she walked towards the car. She didn't know what to say or to do anymore. What just happened was a mistake and it shouldn't happen again. Only for a minute she lost control but if John didn't have walked in, she didn't know what would've happened.
She had to be very alert and wary when Damon was around. He had that weird influence on her, her heartbeat went crazy and she got problems breathing. It was definitely not normal. She didn't know what he did or how he did it but it just happened and she wanted it to stop. She didn't want to feel like that, she didn't want to be forced without even knowing it.
Trying to stay calm she stepped into the car, letting her muscles relax when she sat down in the front seat. It seemed to work for a moment but when Damon stepped into the car, her relaxed feeling disappeared and she was all winded up again.
Damon could see the tiny shivers going through her body when he took place besides her. It was weird, he'd never noticed the way she reacted on him. Maybe he just never thought about it. Still, it was nice to know that she wasn't as resistible to his charm as she insisted she was. Her body definitely react on him, even if her mind didn't want to. She could deny it as much as she wanted but he did have some kind of influence on her.
After a few minutes they arrived at the boarding house. Everything looked quite peaceful and serene while no one was home but with Elena in the house, that was definitely going to change. She had a great spirit and of course, she was damn stubborn too. It was funny to watch, she'd never give up even if there was no way out. He'd seen it before. When she was still a cheerleader she even tried to cheer with a broken leg, just to make Stefan happy. Could you believe what the girl was capable of? The crowd was more cheering to help Elena than actually watching the game. Still, she was very happy with herself, she did what she wanted to do and it worked.
For a minute he thought about how she would be if she actually wanted the whole marriage thing. Would she do everything to make it work, like he wanted too? Stupid thought, she would never want a marriage with him, if she wasn't forced to.
As quickly as she could she stepped out the car when they arrived. She was hoping to see Stefan but when all the lights were out, she knew there was nobody home.
"Stefan's on a summer camp," she heard a voice say behind her.
"Why?" she answered rapidly, "He didn't tell me."
"Like I said Elena, Stefan isn't ready for a real relationship."
"Oh, and you are?"
"Yeah, for the matter of fact, I am. I can't wait until we're married," he said smirking, giving her a wink.
"Geez, Damon. Please stop talking about it if you don't want a depressed bride."
"Why would you be depressed? You're marrying town's greatest bachelor."
"Right."
"Really, Elena? Are you still trying to pretend like you don't like being around me? You know, only a few minutes ago, there was something totally different between us."
"I don't know where you're talking about," she lied, knowing very well what exactly he meant. She tried to avoid his gaze but that didn't really work. When he looked in her eyes again it was like something magical was happening. She lost her mind, she was sure about it.
"See? You know exactly where we're talking about," he said looking very happy with himself for being right, again.
"Of course," she just said before looking down again. This couldn't happen anymore than it already did. She needed to stop looking in his eyes, it didn't do good at all. He just distracted her.
Without looking up again, she made her way towards the house walking in quickly. She took a deep breath before talking to Damon again. "Can you show me my room? I would like to rest a while, I'm tired."
"Couldn't stop thinking about me this night?" he said smirking, referring to her restless night. "For tonight I'll give you own of our guest rooms, tomorrow, you'll sleep in my room."
"Oh, I don't thinks so."
"Well, think twice, honey. Cause tomorrow we'll be husband and wife."
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