Chapter 4: We Need to Talk
BANG BANG. God, who the hell was that knocking? Surely it was just early morning? BANG BANG. And again! The brunette came to a stir, wincing in pain as she sat up, a moan slipping from her lips. Oh boy, all that banging was in her head. Digging her fingers into her temples, she moaned again. Was she hit by a bus without the drivers consent? Her head was light and pain surged through her stomach, so bad, she thought she was going to throw up. Crawling out of bed, she went into the bathroom, seeing Jeremy sleeping in bed soundly. What time did he get home? What time did SHE get home? Shaking her head, she flicked the two doors locked and turned the shower on. What the hell happened last night? She stared into the mirror, trying to think.
YOU DON'T OWE ME ANYTHING.
Frowning, she rubbed a hand down her neck, closing her eyes as she remembered Damon bringing her home.
I'M FIGHTING FOR THE WRONG REASON, FOR THE WRONG PERSON.
Amazing, all the truth slipped when she was drunk and she couldn't think straight. God, she couldn't even admit it to herself when she was freaking sober. Oh well, the scolding hot water was going to take away all of her thoughts.
Looking in the mirror, she tied her hair up into a ponytail as she had changed into a dark purple tracking suit. Taking a breath, she stretched and inhaled deeply. A jog would do her some good, clear her head. Walking out of her room, she hurried down the stairs and came to a stop suddenly. Hearing clattering from the kitchen, she shook her head and turned around. Sniffing, she bit her lip, the whiff of pancakes filling her senses. Rubbing her hands together, she took a step and then stopped. Wait, Jeremy was in bed? So who the hell was in the kitchen? Was it...Damon? A grin reached her face. Usually, she senses his presence when he was near by. Moving to the kitchen quickly, she stopped dead.
"Stefan?" She frowned, suddenly feeling sick again.
"Good morning beautiful, how's the head, hmm?" He gave her a grin.
"Uhm, getting worse by the second it seems. Why are you here?"
"I'm making you breakfast."
"Well even a blind person could notice that, do you remember what happened last night?"
"Do you?"
Elena leaned in the doorway, a frown forming on her face. Did she dream about the past week and last night or something?
"Come on! Sit down, eat, get your strength back up."
"Stefan-"
"Sit." He gave her a look.
"Right." She sat down quickly, licking her lips.
"Good girl." He grinned, serving the pancakes up.
Oh, it was worse than she had originally thought. A happy, weird AND controlling Stefan. Swallowing, she looked at the pancakes. She wasn't so hungry anymore.
"Eat." He told her as she lifted a spoon, causing him to smile.
Inhaling, she took a bit on her spoon, slowly chewing as the thought of it made her sick to the stomach. Looking around, she cleared her throat.
"So, you had a nice night, hmm?"
"Yeah, it was good fun, I'm sure you did."
"Now why wouldn't I? I spent it with you." He smiled.
"Uhm no-"
"Yes I did, eat up."
She stared at him in utter disbelief. Was he for real? She watched as he ate, like nothing was wrong and like he wasn't acting like a complete dick.
"WELL, thanks for this Stefan, I REALLY loved it."
"But?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"I'm going for my morning jog, let yourself out."
She told him bluntly and shrugged, walking out. She gasped as she was pinned up against the wall in the hallway.
"Where's my kiss goodbye then, hmm?"
"Oh," She leaned up, pecking his lips quickly, "Bye."
She ducked under his arm quickly and walked out, jogging down the path and up the road. What the hell was that?
Elena, don't trust him.
Turning quickly, she looked behind her. She was sure she could hear voices whispering into her ear. Crazy enough, she was sure it was Alaric. Rubbing her neck, she turned again, jogging down the road. She had to see Damon, she needed to.
Walking up the drive, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door with all the strength that she had left. The door opened as Damon stood staring at her, his head tilted.
"Hello Elena." He purred.
"Damon, we need to talk."
A/N: Hey everyone, I hope you enjoyed! :D
Shauna
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