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Author's note: sorry it took me so long to update. I just came back from vacation. Hope you enjoy the next chapter! By the way, there is some rated T scenes ahead.
Present day:
Heat. Fire. Death.
"I am going to die…" Elena thought breathlessly. She was having difficulty thinking…breathing. Only one word kept pounding in her head… "Damon."
She had no control of her body. It craved him as much as her soul desired him. She wanted to devour every inch of his body. Her arms ran through his hair and then down his neck…slowly reaching his bare chest. A long moan escaped her lips when she felt his sweltering body at the touch of her fingers. Trying to suppress another outburst of pleasure, Elena bit her lip as Damon started sliding his tongue in her ear and down her neck. He then reached her lips and pushed his lips against hers. He pushed her down on the floor as his lips smoldered against hers. Elena desperately kissed him back…her lips aching for his every touch. His lips were so soft and so delicious. The ache inside her demanded to be relieved….
"Elena….Earth to Elena!"
Elena jolted from her chair, blinking away the last reminisce of her provocative fantasy. Shamefully, she faced her aunt, hoping Jenna didn't suddenly possess the power to read minds.
"Sorry Jenna, I must have dazed off there for a second."
"Well I think you should finish your shift early. You need some rest," affirmed Jenna.
"You worry too much," Elena tried smiling. "I better be going back to the customers." Elena quickly walked out, fearing her aunt could see through her façade.
"I can't believe I let myself fantasize about…him. I have to stop, but how can I when he's supposed to be my soul m-oh darn he's still here!"
Elena almost lost her balance when she saw Damon still sitting at one of the tables. He gave her a slight wave and a sumptuous smile. "Darn you Damon for making me feel this way!" Elena raised her head and tried her best to confidently walk to his table.
"So you're still here," Elena remarked trying not to stare at him too long.
"Where else am I supposed to be?" Damon smirked while letting his eyes stare at her up and down. Elena tried not to blush. She then rolled her eyes, trying her best to look disapproving while secretly feeling a thrill.
"I was actually hoping to speak to you," Damon finally admitted.
"Well I'm working now. Could this wait?" Elena asked, trying to avoid his piercing gaze.
"Come on Elena. Just give me a couple minutes of your time," Damon let the power of gaze pour into her. His power of compulsion was useless against her of course because of her vervain necklace and yet…his eyes still had power over her.
Relinquishing the last drop of self-control, Elena finally sat down across from Damon. She noticed his arms lightly resting on the table. Those were the same arms that wrapped protectively around her in her dreams. The same arms that held her face as his lips inched closer to hers….
"So you've been avoiding me," Damon bluntly exclaimed. Elena pried her eyes from his lips and tried to grasp the meaning of his words.
"I have," Elena meant to phrase that as a question, but when she was around Damon, she often found herself being completely honest.
"Careful Elena," she urgently thought to herself.
"I just thought with Katherine's return and with the way Stefan feels-
"You mean him thinking there might be something going on between us?" Damon leaned in closer to Elena. Then in the most seductive voice he said, "When will he realize that we are just friends?"
Elena had to grab her seat to prevent herself from jumping him.
"I know that, but Stefan is just worried," Elena quickly added.
After a couple of seconds, Damon leaned back and Elena let out a soft sigh.
"But he shouldn't be worried. I love Stefan and I won't have some stupid dream control my life," Elena thought determinedly.
"How about we stop talking about my little brother and move on to bigger things. Hmm like how about our psycho ex-girlfriend returning to town. Whatever she's up to, it's no good," Damon stated.
"You're right Damon."
Elena turned around to fit the voice to the face. It was Stefan.
"Did I hear correctly? Did you just say I was right?" Damon mocked.
Stefan ignored him while sitting down next to Elena. Elena gave his hand a squeeze and a slight smile. "I'm glad he's here," Elena thought to herself while trying to squelch her other dark thoughts resenting him for intruding.
"I think we should try to find out what she's planning and quick. We need to stop her before she causes some kind of massacre," Stefan explained.
"Bravo brother. How brilliant. Now did your clever little brain actually think of an idea to your plan or are you just going to spit out more obvious statements," Damon sneered.
"Actually I was hoping my genius older brother might have some plan of his own," Stefan shot back.
"That's right. Leave all the hard work to me and then you can steal all the glory for yourself. Isn't that right Stefan?"
"You know what Damon-"
"Stop it the both of you!" Elena intervened. "It's not going to help to fight right now. What we need more than ever is to stick together." Elena's headache began to throb more than ever. She couldn't take all this melodrama. She needed to get out. Before Stefan or Damon could stop her, Elena grabbed her coat and walked out the door.
It was a chilly night, but Elena didn't care. She needed the fresh air to clear her mind. This past year had been one of the most craziest years of her life and now she had the daunting feeling that this year was going to be so much worse.
Elena walked across the boardwalk trying to escape all her worries, if it was only for an hour. The air rustled through her long hair. The ocean looked peaceful. Maybe things will work out. Maybe she was blowing things out of proportion. Maybe just maybe-
"Hello Elena."
Elena quickly turned around to face the person she dreaded more than anyone.
Katherine.
