A/N: Hi all! Here is the next chapter to this story. Remember that it's now a 6 month time jump and a few things have changed which will be explained throughout the story. Also, new things will be revealed about the characters. Lastly, before you all get mad at me..Please remember that I ALWAYS write STELENA end games and that even though they might not be together for a while in this story. They will be together again, eventually. ;)
Remember Me- Chapter Nine
6 months later….
"So, I'm a civil engineer. I make the streets of London look beautiful." He smiled, his blonde hair looked a mess as Elena tried her hardest to look as if she was remotely interested in anything that he had to say. His name, for the life of her, she couldn't remember his name. Was it Tom? Timothy? Ugh, what the hell was his name? All she knew was that he had pretty blonde hair, nice blue eyes and a drop dead gorgeous smile on his face when he laughed, which made her heart palpitate a bit.
"Hm, that sounds nice." She replied back to him, hoping that he wouldn't notice the look of distain on her face. She wasn't pleased and frankly, she was bored with him and the long hour date. This was her fifth date of the week and it wasn't going so well again. Kai and her had broken up for good two months after they moved back to London and now, she was attempting to throw herself back into the dating world. Although, the London dating scene was nearly as bad as the United States one. She hated being alone. Elena thought about going back to her apartment and then she smiled to herself. "You know what?" She asked, more to herself than to him.
Timothy- Tom, slicked his hair back as he smirked a little, leaning forward. "What?" He questioned, his eyes glistening while he watched her tilt back her head, slurping down the shot of the strongest Tequila she had drank in a while. "Have you ever done the friends with benefits thing?" She watched his dark blue eyes grow wide. He seemed like a fairly nice business man, probably with a strange foot fetish or something and part of Elena wanted to know what his deal was.
"Friends with benefits?" He asked, playing dumb as Elena laughed. "Yea, screwing each other without strings attached. A fuck buddy?" She clarified, sounding a bit blunter.
"You want me to sleep with you?" She heard him ask as she leaned forward and grabbed a hold of his hand, caressing his hand with a light touch. Timothy- Tom smiled at her, he was buying into it and Elena was starting to think of the things she'd do to him, only given the chance. She'd take him back to her apartment and things would hopefully escalate from there, without much of an effort.
"Timothy, of course I do." She bluntly told him, watching as his eyebrows raised and he opened his mouth to correct her from making the mistake of saying his name wrong again, because apparently- It wasn't Timothy nor was it Tom!
Elena watched him get up, fixing his t-shirt as he extended out his hand to her. "You ready to go?" He asked, watching Elena lean back into her chair as she spun a strand of her hair in between her fingers and smirked at him. Oh, was she ready. She was pretty drunk and in the morning, his name wouldn't even matter. Although, she was curious and she really needed this- a damn good distraction. Which, he seemed like the perfect candidate for just that.
"Yes." She said, taking a hold of his hand while glancing over her shoulder as she noticed that he didn't even leave a tip. Elena guided him out the door and thankfully out to an alley way where she felt his hand slip underneath her shirt. "You really can't wait, can you?" She tauntingly asked him, hearing him chuckle, he drunkly pushed her back against the brick wall of the building and kissed her lips, his hands working their way underneath her shirt. It had been a while since any man had touched her like this, setting her heart to race and her skin on fire. Elena knew that without a doubt that within minutes, she'd be putty in his hot little hands and the part of her that felt destroyed and was aching, wanted this more than anything.
"You're the one who started this." He replied back with a coy tone, kissing Elena's neck as she ran her hands through his hair. This whole thing was meaningless. It wasn't like she was going to cook him breakfast in the morning. To be honest, she didn't even want him staying at her place after they slept together and for some reason, she was really feeling like she needed to clarify her terms and conditions before they set off into a meaningless night of fun and no strings attached sex. "Listen here, Timothy…Whatever your name is…" Her voice trailed off as he stopped kissing her neck and looked up at her with a hazy glance. "My name is Travis." He replied, hearing Elena laugh. Right, she knew she was pretty close with it. Actually, she was totally wrong. But, it really didn't matter in the moment- really nothing except for him being naked mattered. "Travis, sweet, very hot and blue eyed Travis. Listen up," She paused, licking her lips as she smiled at him, placing both of her hands onto his face before she concluded. "You're not staying for breakfast. Travis, I don't want you to stick around for good. To be honest, I don't want things to be that serious with you. At all. If I had wanted that, I would have asked you more questions and not seemed so distant during our time together. So, let's cut to the chase. You and I are going to go back to my place, we're going to keep drinking until things happen. Do you need me to elaborate?" The smile on his face was plastered on as he nodded. He pulled Elena closer towards him as he kissed her cheek and whispered softly. "I am going to make you forget all about what's his name, the guy that you're clearly depressed about."
"Right. I doubt it. But, it'll be fun to watch you try." Elena shot back, shaking her head as she grabbed a hold of his hand, taking him back to her apartment and praying that she wasn't making a total mistake and that he wouldn't wind up getting attached because- that was the last thing she needed or wanted.
"Morning, Lexi." Stefan shouted, fixing his tie as he stared down at his wedding ring, a stupid grin appeared across his face. He left Aubrey sleeping in their bed this morning and part of him hated the fact that he had to leave so early for the morning meeting.
"Stefan." Kol answered back, causing the younger Salvatore brother to give him a perplexed look.
"Lex stayed in this morning, feeling like crap. I'm starting to think that she has the flu." He commented, hearing Stefan inhale sharply as turned towards his office. He was leaving in a few days for a work conference to London and then from there he was going to be staying in Sweden for a training that helped him and a few others learn how to drive sales for the interior design firm. "Well, hopefully she starts feeling better. I actually dropped Ben off to my father's house since Aubrey has meetings all day too. She's modeling again, she's got a photoshoot in the Maldives in a few weeks. I'm pretty happy for her."
Kol pushed himself off of the door frame of Stefan's office, watching as he pulled out his laptop and placed his keys onto his desk, getting ready for his day. "Do you ever miss it?" Kol asked him suddenly, watching Stefan pause as he tilted his head to the side. "Miss what?" Stefan asked him curiously. Stefan had missed a lot of things lately and he had been thinking of switching back to real estate. However, ever since he had stepped out of the lime light and took a few years off from it, he had felt as if it was going to be a lot harder to step back into that profession. "Of course, I do. I miss working with my brother and being my own boss. I miss working real estate so much that I'm actually going to London to meet with someone that I haven't seen in a while."
"Your ex?" Kol asked with an excited tone. He knew that the idea was farfetched and he could tell that he was probably wrong since the look on Stefan's face was one of annoyance.
"Pretty sure that Elena doesn't know anything about real estate." Stefan replied with a wink, telling Kol that he had a few plans to finalize before he was to be leaving in a few days. "Alright then," Kol paused near the door again, watching Stefan take a seat as he picked up the phone to call a few associates of his that he had known before he started working for Lexi. "Does Lexi know that you want to leave this place and start your own business again?"
Stefan shrugged his shoulders, running his hands through his hair. "I haven't told her yet. Honestly, you're the first person that I've told. I need to talk to a few people first, your brother being one of them." Stefan said, telling Kol to close the door and that he'd be seeing him later.
"Ohhh, right there." Elena moaned out, arching her back forward as Travis kissed her stomach and then caressed her nipples with his tongue. She could feel her muscles contracting as he inched his way up her body. His hot breath tickled her skin while his arm pulled her closer towards his bare chest, sweat was dripping down his face as he licked her flesh.
"Don't stop, please." She begged him, feeling her whole body become heated at his every move and touch. He sure did know what he was doing and as much as she hated to admit it. The man was pretty good in bed. Her eyes closed as she envisioned being somewhere else and with someone else though, she couldn't help it. Her mind wondered as he fondled her breasts and kissed her neck, scraping his teeth upon her flesh before his lips met hers and he kissed her passionately, running his fingers through her long dark brown hair as she groaned and pleaded with him to keep up the pace. Things were going fast and she didn't even care, Elena liked the adrenaline rush that was surrounding them, the sexual tension filled the air as she broke from the kiss and sighed deeply. "I want to feel you inside of me." Travis heard her say, his erection inside of his pants growing as Elena stroked his cock and she could feel him stiffen up.
"Elena," He paused, trying to be all gentlemen like. Yet, that was the least of her worries and not really what she wanted. She needed to be way more drunk for them to have a true conversation and honestly, that wasn't part of the plan. All Elena wanted was to sleep with him and forget about it, move on and find someone else to fill the void.
"Don't talk." She giggled out, lifting her finger to his mouth as she watched him take her finger and suck on it. Elena leaned her head back, closing her eyes while she grinded her pelvis against him. Travis was hard and muscular. Her hand ran down his arm as she traced the outline of his biceps. He sure did work out, she thought. "Remember, tomorrow. None of this is going to matter." Elena ensured him as he laughed, inhaling through gritted teeth while agreeing with her. She was right, when the morning sun came up, Elena wouldn't even remember his name and she was really hoping that she wouldn't see his face again either. At least they were now on the same page. Travis Sinclair would be history when the sun came up and she'd move on to someone new.
"Meaningless." She repeated as he relaxed a bit into her, Elena smiled that she had finally gotten through to him that this little rendezvous between them meant nothing to her and it shouldn't be meaning anything to him either. "Ok." Travis nodded, replying back as he took her right hand, allowing her to undo the buckle of his pants, closing his eyes and exhaling deeply as she unzipped them, all the while Elena's eyes filled with an empty desire of lusting after him when he finally kicked his pants off and was left in nothing but his boxers. His penis was hard and erect from her hand moving across it, up and down. She grinned to herself as he rolled them over and Elena's legs wrapped around him briskly while he freed himself from his boxers and slowly sunk into her, the sound of heavy breathing and her heart wanting to jump out of her chest made the adrenaline quicken even more and her apartment bedroom fill with the sounds of undeniable pleasure.
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked her after a few minutes, his fingertips caressing her cheek as Elena's gaze met his and she shook her head. "No, I don't want you to stop, Travis. I want you to make me forget. I want you to make me forget it all, even my own name." She uttered out, pulling him down towards her as their lips met once more and Elena moaned into his mouth, feeling him relax into her as she felt him sink deeper inside of her and her heart starting to mend in the most wicked of ways.
She had her back partly turned away from him, this look of amusement playing across her lips as she tossed a few euros on to the table and continued to sip her morning coffee. The smile on his face was a bit perplexed as he felt his hands sweat and his head spin. Why was he doing this again? Meeting with her during his work conference as if they didn't have that much history, as if they were two old friends just catching up. Stefan knew that wasn't really the case as he took a seat beside her and waited for her to acknowledge him. "Oh!" She exclaimed, turning towards him as their eyes met and he smiled at her.
"It's nice to see you too." He commented, watching her move a few strands of her long light blonde hair back behind her shoulder.
"What the hell are you doing here!" He heard her exclaim, getting up from her chair to give him a hug, as if they hadn't been in touch these last few months and somewhat recoiled things. She had called him a few years prior to Elena leaving and told him how sorry she was, how wrong of her it had been to treat him the way she did all those years ago. "I'm in town for a work conference. You know, Lexi Branson now owns the building that SD Realty used to occupy and I'm working for her." He replied as she took her seat beside him again and shook her head, lighting up a cigarette and dangling it from her mouth for a moment. Stefan could smell the smoke as she turned her head and puffed out a cloud of it.
"No shit!" She said, smiling at him sweetly. Stefan was a bit relieved that their meeting was going well so far since the last that they had seen of each other hadn't gone so well. "I heard you got married, a Whitmore? Really, Stefan? What happened to Elena?" He heard her question, causing him to shift his weight around in his seat. Stefan was trying to not remember any of it. Anything that involved Elena Gilbert, Stefan was trying his damnest to forget all over again. However, he couldn't help remind himself that Elena was in this city too. He didn't know her address and didn't really wish to see her. At least, part of him felt that way in the moment.
"Elena and I went our separate ways a few months ago and ended things for good. We tried to reconcile. But, it was too hard. Honestly, the last I heard was that she's living in London now and working for this really wealthy lawyer in town." Stefan replied, watching as her blue eyes gave him a saddened look and she leaned over, placing her hand on top of his. Stefan glanced down at it, noticing the large diamond ring on her left hand as he smiled at her.
"I'm married." She smirked, leaning back as Stefan exhaled deeply, lifting his hand up and grinning. "So am I." He winked at her as she laughed and then sighed deeply while she said. "I've missed this. I've missed us, Stefan. But, you'd be proud of me. I married a very respectful and highly educated guy, that your ex-fiancé actually works for. And, I've really gotten my act together. I'm not really a raging bitch anymore." She commented jokingly.
He thought about it for a moment, he missed it too. Seeing her again made him fill with nostalgia. But, what she had just said, made him stop all together. "My ex-fiancé works for your husband?" He questioned as she laughed and smiled. "Yes. You know, it's so strange not being a Mikaelson anymore." Stefan gave her a curious glance. He wanted to know more. "So, what's his name? I mean, what's your new last name, Rebekah?"
Rebekah grinned, tossing back a few strands of her hair again as she stated with a giddy tone. "Tristan Donovan. He's Matt Donovan's older brother, surprisingly. We met when I moved to France and got really close as I worked my way through going back to school to get my master's degree in business. Now, he and I run his office together. I mostly do all the paperwork for our new clients. He's a prosecutor. One of the best in London and when-." Stefan licked his bottom lip, trying to figure out how they had both stumbled upon Elena and then he remembered who he was talking to. "Did Klaus or Kol find her this job?" He asked waiting for Rebekah to reply. She took a sip of what was left of her coffee, placing it back onto the table as she shook her head and confessed. "It was Elijah and his wife Hayley. They work with Tristan too and well, Klaus called in a little favor for Elena. But, her being the receptionist at my husband's law firm was mostly Elijah's doing."
"Interesting." Stefan mused, watching Rebekah glance down at her watch.
"Look, I only have a few more minutes before I have to go. But, I'm still trying to figure out why you wanted to meet up with me like this, out of the blue?" She questioned as Stefan cleared his throat and replied softly and hesitantly to his new idea. "I'm wanting to go back into real estate. I want to be my own boss again, have people work for me and I want to make my own hours. I hate what I'm doing at Lexi's, which has felt like a whole lot of nothing lately. I feel so useless there. I guess, I just wanted your opinion on it."
"My opinion? Why would you even care about what I thought? Stefan, you barely gave a shit when we were married. Let's be honest here." Rebekah chimed in. Stefan laughed, quickly apologizing for how he had treated her as well towards the end of it all.
"Because, everyone else thinks that it would be a horrible idea and that I'd be setting myself up for failure. Rebekah, I know that we had our differences back then when we were together and that things got really messy towards the end between us. But, there was always one thing about you that I loved the most and it was the fact that you always encouraged my dreams and passions. Never once did you tell me not to go for something that I really wanted." He said to her, watching as she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. Rebekah looked at her watch again, a look of worry appeared in her eyes as told him that she needed to really get going. "So, then do it. Stefan, do what makes you happy and don't listen to anyone else. Look, I'd love to stay and chat some more. But, I really need to get back to the office. Here's my number in case you need to call me or meet up so that we can talk about this some more while you're still in town." She told him, getting up from her seat as she curiously asked how long he was going to be in London for.
"Just until the end of the week and then I'm off to Sweden." He informed her as she nodded and tucked her cell phone into her purse. "Okay, then." She said, hearing him tap his hands against the table in front of him as he smiled sweetly at her and replied. "Thank you for this. For meeting up with me."
Rebekah laughed, wrapping the red scarf around her neck as she adjusted her cream colored jacket before pivoting on her heels and away from him as she said over her shoulder. "Anytime, Stefan. Thank you too. I'm glad we got to see each other again." And, with that Rebekah was gone. Stefan sat in the café for a few more hours, contemplating his new idea. Knowing his wife hated it and was wanting him to get more involved in Lexi's business was one of his driving forces behind wanting to branch out. Aubrey hadn't called him once since he had landed in London and it bothered him, it also bothered him that the she was seeming a little distant before he had left. Six months into the marriage and Stefan was starting to second guess himself already. Had he made the right choice after all? Maybe marrying Aubrey Whitmore wasn't really all he had imagined it was going to be like and this was just a taste of the problems that were to come for the newly married Mr. and Mrs. Salvatore.
A/N: Please feel free to let me know what you thought. :) Thanks for reading!
