-1A/N: it has been officially decided that Elijah (in this story) is a major creepy stalker. And that is true. But I'm trying to show different sides of him with each story I do. Besides, people said in Blurred Lines that they like dark Elijah. I like him too...
Warning: Elijah is about to get a whole more stalkery (Is stalkery a word?).

Elena's POV

"Oh my god! Elena, it's perfect!" crowed Caroline. I looked at myself mirror. I was wearing a short, smoky grey dress with sequined shoulder straps.

"It's pretty good" I admitted.

"Good? It's gorgeous! Stefan will just die when he sees you!" she said. I shook my head at her eagerness (anyone would think it was her having a romantic night with her boyfriend) and I headed downstairs with my friends. Damon, Matt and Stefan were chatting in the living room, arguing over movie choices. When we appeared, they just stared. Especially Damon.

"Put your tongues away" I snapped, though I was secretly pleased. I headed into the kitchen with everyone. Jenna had been working all day to make a cake and for the first time (in her life) it wasn't burnt.

"Wow. That looks great Jenna"

"Don't sound so surprised" She joked, handing me the cake knife "Go on, make a wish"

"Jenna...I'm too old for that!" I groaned. Stefan squeezed my hand (the one not holding the knife). I sighed and rolled my eyes, cutting the cake.
I wish...I wish I knew who sent me my necklace.

I hadn't intended that to be my wish, it just happened. But the necklace was incredibly valuable and old. I wanted to know who exactly felt I was worth that.

"Presents now!" Cried Caroline, thrusting a pile of brightly wrapped boxes into my arms. I opened my presents from Jenna, Uncle John (shudder), Caroline and Matt. I got a new dress, a journal, a makeup bag and a CD. There was a knock at the door. I paused on Stefan's present.

"I'll get it" said Jenna "You open your presents" I smiled and carried on unwrapping Stefan's gift.

"Oh Stefan, it's gorgeous!" I said. It was. A beautiful charm bracelet with a single heart charm.

"I thought you could add to it as you want" he said "If you don't like the charm, I can take it back and you can pick" He started babbling, worrying that I didn't like it.

"Stefan. I love it" I said, kissing him.

"Uh hum" We were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. I turned to see Jenna standing on the doorway with a man I didn't recognize. He was tall, unsmiling and severe, with dark hair and dressed in a suit. I noticed that Jenna had a strange look on her face.

"Um...Elena, I'm sorry but I need you to come with me" she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"I've got something important to talk to you about" she said, not meeting my eyes. I followed her into the living room. The man sat in an armchair, while Jenna just hovered uncertainly.

"This is Elijah" she said, indicating the man. I nodded my head in acknowledgement and he smiled slightly.

"Please sit" he said, as if he was the owner of the house "I have some things to discuss with you. Rather...delicate subjects in fact"

"Really? What?" I asked, sitting on the sofa.

"I don't know how to put this but...your mother and father made a...contract with me. Payment in return for services"

"Okay..."

"The services are not important at this point but I'm afraid to say that the payment is"

"Did they not pay you?" I asked. I wondered why I was being involved in this.

"Not exactly. The payment was you, Elena"

"What?"

"In return for my services, they promised you to me when you reached eighteen. The fact that they are no longer alive doesn't change what is owed to me"

"You're saying that my parents sold me?" I shouted in disbelief, getting to my feet.

"No Elena, that's not..." began Jenna. Elijah cut her off.

"Yes. That's exactly what they did" he said. Jenna glared at him but he ignored her and stood up.

"So, you should go and pack" he said. I shook my head, staring at him in disbelief.

"No way. I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"You don't exactly have a choice" he said, icily.

"Go fuck yourself!" I snarled, rushing out of the room and up the stairs. I slammed my door shut and locked it. I flopped onto my bed and screamed into my pillow. Tears of anger and frustration soaked the fabric.

I heard Jenna getting everyone to leave and I cried harder. Would I have to give up my friends? Would I ever see them…and Stefan again? Stefan…tonight was supposed to be our special night and it was ruined.

"Elena?" called a voice through the door. It was Damon.

"Go away!" I shouted. I heard a quiet sigh and then footsteps disappearing. I got up, unlocked the door to check that he was really gone. On the floor outside my bedroom was his present. I picked it up and shoved it in my drawer, not in the mood for presents now.

I curled up on my bed and closed my eyes.

Elijah's POV

I watched Elena sleeping from the window seat, deep in thought. Her cheeks were stained with tears. Clearly she'd cried herself to sleep.

Outside in the corridor a floorboard creaked. Elena jerked upright, her eyes only half open. She sighed and lay back down again, rolling onto her side. Her eyes briefly rested on me before they slid closed. I smiled slightly to myself.

Three

Two

One.

She jumped up again, eyes flying to me. I smiled smugly.

"What are you doing here?" she said, jumping out of her bed. My eyes raked her slender form, hardly covered by the revealing dress she wore. I would have to keep that one.

"It's time you and I had a little chat" I said.

A/N: Bad Elijah! You don't hang around in girl's bedrooms! I don't know why Bella liked it so much. Anyway, I have an announcement to make. I did a count up of the reviews on 'Of dreams and reality' and decided that *shudder* I'm going to write a sequel. As everyone can tell…I am thrilled at this prospect. I'm going to leave 'of dreams and reality' as a separate fic so that people who didn't want a sequel don't feel obliged to read it.
Now I have a question. As this sequel (shudder) is going to focus a lot more on Klaus and Elena, what is the pairing going to be? Vote in a review and I'll leave the results a surprise until the end. Of course, I might just ignore everyone, throw caution to the wind, drink a lot of coke and eat Oreos then see what happens. But I have no money to buy Oreo's or coke so that will most likely not happen.