Hello everyone! I am so sorry I haven't updated this in a while. For some reason I really struggled with this chapter, and I literally just could not finish it. I had planned out everything that would happen, but for some reason I just could not put it into words. I'm still not thrilled about how it turned out, but I had to accept it before I threw my laptop at the wall. This chapter is pretty long though so hopefully that makes up for the amount of time I made you wait for it. Anyways, there's some plot twists in here that'll definitely make things more interesting so I hope you all enjoy. Please leave a review!
Chapter 9
EPOV
It's crazy how much can change over the course of 24 hours. At this time yesterday I was stressing over my confused feelings for Damon and trying to figure out what the hell was going on with us. As of two hours ago he and I are officially seeing each other, and I can't stop smiling. Even while I write my essay on the civil war I can't wipe the stupid grin off my face. It's nice to feel like a normal teenager again, even if my thing for Damon is so far from normal. I tried to push my feelings aside for too long, and no matter how hard I've tried I just can't shake him. I want him. I want everything he's willing to give me and more. I don't care what anyone else thinks or says because for the first time in as long as I can remember I feel truly and utterly happy.
I went to bed with a smile on my face and when I woke up Monday morning I actually felt something other than dread at the prospect of getting out of bed. I grabbed my phone and found a text from Damon, and I actually felt myself blush.
Morning beautiful. I was hoping we could do something tonight. If you come by around 5ish I can cook you dinner, and yes this is a date ;)
I felt giddy at the prospect of seeing him again, especially since this is our first official date. I typed out a quick reply telling him I'd be there before hopping out of bed and into the shower. I got ready for school and made my way downstairs to pour myself a cup of coffee.
I felt my stomach twist into knots at the sight of my Uncle John. He doesn't even want me talking to Damon, and now I'm secretly dating him. It may be illogical, but I feel like he'll somehow figure out that I'm lying to him.
"Morning Elena," he said stoically without looking up from the paper.
"Morning," I smiled nervously finishing off my coffee.
"Lena do you mind if we go now? I'm supposed to meet my guidance counselor and if I'm late she'll give me detention," Jeremy mumbled running down the stairs in a hurry. Truthfully I was relieved to get out of the house and away from John, if I'm around him any longer I'm almost positive he'd sense my nervousness and figure out that I'm hiding something.
"What's got you in such a good mood?" Caroline asked sneaking up behind me while I took my books out of my locker. "Does it have anything to do with Damon Salvatore?"
"Maybe," I said biting my lip and trying not to blush. "He asked me to go over to his place for dinner tonight."
"Oh my god," she squealed excitedly. "You know when guys ask you over to their houses for dinner it means sex right?"
"No it doesn't," I rolled my eyes and giggled.
"Just be sure to use protection, unless you're on the pill because I mean it has been a while," she said with a twinkle in her eyes and I smacked her in the arm with my history book. The girl really could use a filter.
"Caroline Forbes you need to close your mouth," I said trying not to laugh. "I'm not having sex with him on our first date."
"Elena he's cooking for you in his apartment come on if that's not an unequivocal sex invite I don't know what is," she shrugged with a wide grin on her face.
"The only reason we're having our date at his house is because we can't go out in public in case it somehow gets back to John," I said closing my locker with a thud. "I wouldn't sleep with him on our first date, and I'm sure he knows that."
"Why not? He's hot Elena I bet it would be amazing," she said in a singsong voice.
"Because for some of us sex actually means something," I narrowed my eyes at her as we walked towards our first class.
"Whatever," she rolled her eyes as we took our seats. "So have you talked to Bonnie yet? I hate it when you guys fight it makes things so awkward."
"Nope," I said popping the p. "She hasn't said a word to me. I tried to smooth things over last week, but she ignored me so if she wants to make up she'll have to initiate it. I'm not going to waste my time, especially since I didn't even do anything."
"You're too stubborn for your own good," she said sighing as our teacher started class.
When I got to my last class before lunch my mood instantly dampened. Bonnie and I sit next to each other in that class, and you could cut the tension with a knife. The second the bell rang I breathed a sigh of relief before running out to meet Caroline for lunch.
"Elena wait," Bonnie said catching up with me and effectively stopping me in my tracks. "Can we talk?"
"Sure," I shrugged awkwardly.
"I just wanted to apologize for the things I said at the party store," she smiled softly. "I know I was kinda out of line and I'm sorry."
"I appreciate it," I said smiling back at her. "I'm sorry too, but it's pretty obvious that you meant the things you said."
"Look I wasn't thinking when I snapped at you about Matt," she said apologetically. "I know that things are strained between you guys and you have every right to keep your distance from him. He should've been more understanding about the break up, and I'm sorry I accused you of sleeping with Damon. I know that was ridiculous and untrue so I shouldn't have said it. I guess it just worried me that you were friends with him and I said some things I didn't mean, but it isn't my place."
"Damon and I are more than friends Bon," I said flagrantly. "We're seeing each other, and I'm not going to apologize or be embarrassed about it because honestly I don't care what anyone thinks. It happened over the weekend so if you want to be my friend I'm going to need you to accept it."
"Elena..." she mumbled shaking her head.
"You don't have to be his best friend or anything," I interrupted her before she could say more. "I just need you to be supportive of my decision. I don't want any lectures and I really don't want you to try and convince me that this is wrong because I won't listen. All I'm asking is that you respect my choices. That's it."
"Look if you really trust the guy then I'll keep my mouth shut," she said sighing heavily. "Just be careful, please. That's all I ask."
"Deal," I nodded with a small smile. We made our way to the cafeteria to get our lunches and take our usual seat with Caroline. She looked at us excitedly when we walked in together before squealing about how amazing it is that we can all hang out again.
"Care can you come over after school and help me figure out an outfit for tonight?" I asked her as I picked at my potato salad. "You're good at that kind of stuff, plus I'm telling John I'll be with you so if we leave my house together it'll make it more believable."
"Of course! You know I love helping with outfits," she said enthusiastically.
"Wait what's going on tonight?" Bonnie asked confused.
"Damon is going to be cooking Elena dinner at his place for their first official date," Caroline said with a mischievous smile.
"Wait isn't that something you do a little further into a relationship?" Bonnie asked me skeptically. "I mean isn't cooking dinner at home something couples do when they want to be…you know…intimate?"
"Well we can't really go out because of John so it's kind of our only option," I shrugged. "But we won't be sleeping together tonight if that's what you think."
"Well we're still making sure you wear cute underwear just in case," Caroline said pointing her fork at me and I rolled my eyes.
"Caroline stop encouraging her to sleep with someone she just met," Bonnie said pointedly. "Sex is the point of no return she should at least get to know him better first."
"Don't be so judgy Bon," Caroline snapped.
"No she's right," I defended Bonnie giving Caroline an irritated look. "I really like Damon and I trust him, but I also don't know him very well. We barely started dating; I'm not just going to jump into bed with him right away. He may be different than my usual type, but that doesn't mean I'm going to change who I am just because I'm with him."
"Ugh fine I'll stop pushing it," she sighed. "I'm just happy for you. You've had so much shit thrown at you lately and I know things haven't been easy, I'm just glad you have something to be excited about again."
"This is kind of off topic, but have you guys heard anything more about Amber," Bonnie asked effectively changing the subject.
"My mom told me they're at a dead end," Caroline shrugged before sipping her water. "It's scary though, they don't know when he's going to strike again."
"Maybe when Amber's condition improves she'll be able to remember something," I said fiddling with my bracelet.
"I sure hope so," Caroline said eagerly. "The whole town is on edge knowing that whoever did this is still out there. I get freaked out just walking to my car you know? And even though I don't really like Amber I still feel bad for her because no one deserves that."
"Did Caroline Forbes just admit to feeling sorry for her mortal enemy?" Bonnie said teasingly and I giggled.
"I may not like the girl but I'm capable of a little compassion Bonnie," she snapped rolling her eyes. "Besides, she's one of the best girls on the team-aside from me of course-and not having her for playoffs is going to make my job a lot harder."
"There's the Caroline we know and love," I giggled shaking my head as Bonnie and I shared a look.
"I'm just saying that we need to be on our game before Regionals because I will not let those bitches from Richmond beat us again this year…" Caroline went on as Bonnie and I shared amused glances and I relished in the normality of it. Moments like this remind me of the way things used to be, before I lost my parents. And for the first time in a while I don't feel weighed down or sad, and while part of it has to do with a certain blue-eyed bad boy, I think the rest of it is because I'm finally moving on.
DPOV
"Vicky was supposed to be here over an hour ago," I sighed as Klaus and I sat in the hidden room beneath my father's boarding house to hand out the next supply. So far everyone has come by to drop off their cash for the week and get a fresh supply with the exception of Vicki Donovan. She's just a pathetic junkie who shouldn't even be apart of this in the first place, but what Daddy wants Daddy gets.
"Well I just called her and it went straight to voicemail again," Klaus said setting his phone down on the table. "This is the problem with letting teenagers into this mate. I don't know what Giuseppe is thinking."
"I don't know, but I do know my dad and he isn't the type to make decisions he hasn't thought out," I shrugged rounding up the last of the cash for the day and putting it in the safe. "Obviously he hired her for a reason, and I doubt it's just because she stole that coke from Kol."
"You think he's got something else going on?" He asked curiously.
"Well think about it," I said turning to face him. "Giuseppe isn't some low-rank criminal looking to make some extra cash. He's a Salvatore. You've seen the Godfather; I mean Vito Corleone wasn't pulling shit like this. Giuseppe has access to some of the most powerful people in the country; he's got politicians and CEO's in his pocket and guys all over the place to do his dirty work for him. Why the hell has he suddenly resorted to selling drugs on the streets of Mystic Falls? And hiring pathetic nobody teenagers to do it for him? Something is up."
"But this is Giuseppe we're talking about," he said shaking his head. "The guy must have a logical reason for it."
"I'm sure he does," I shrugged as I took the stack of cash and wrapped the paper band around it. "But that doesn't mean something shady isn't going on. He has drug connections all over the country, but none of them are out selling it on the streets. They're businessmen. They buy from the cooks or growers and sell it in bulk to make a prophet, so why are we sitting down here counting ten and twenty dollar bills?" He was still looking at me confused and I felt the need to shake him. Klaus really can be dense sometimes. "Let me put it this way. If this were Breaking Bad Giuseppe would be Gus and you and I would be doing the work of Badger and Skinny Pete. Two opposite ends of the criminal spectrum."
"So you think the drug operation you're running is beneath him?" He asked me skeptically.
"Oh definitely," I scoffed. "He has guys all over the East Coast running fake businesses as a way to distribute drugs to major crime lords. It's the best place to be because you aren't out on the street selling it, which is risky. That way you're simply getting it from point A to point B and making a shitload of money while you do it. It's the best place to be if you don't want to risk getting caught, so why is he hiring stupid teenagers to sell dime bags under the bleachers at school? It doesn't make any sense. Selling the drugs in bulk through fake businesses is not only way smarter, but it brings in the big bucks. We barely hit the thousands with what we're doing."
"How do you know all this?" He asked me confused.
"I may or may not have gone through his study this morning while he was out playing golf," I said lowering the volume of my voice. "I found everything. Files on all the fake businesses he's using to cover up what these guys are really doing, spreadsheets that show earnings almost in the billions, and personal files for pretty much every major drug ring in the country. This is HUGE. I mean we're talking major international drug trade here. This could connect to the Russian Mob, the Cartel, hell who knows how far he's taking it. So again, why is he having a bunch of nobodies selling cheap drugs for hardly anything on the streets of a small town like Mystic Falls? Especially when he wants to keep the criminal part of the family business under the radar so we can live here peacefully. Having dealers out on the streets is risky. What if the Sherriff catches Vicki or Jeremy dealing? You know they'd give us up in a heartbeat to keep themselves out of jail, they're just teenagers."
"Okay I see where you're coming from," he nodded. "So what do you want to do?"
"I don't know it isn't like I can just go talk to him," I said running my hand through my hair roughly. My dad and I don't exactly have a close relationship, and when it comes to business I know he doesn't take me seriously. I wouldn't even know how to approach the subject.
"Well look mate I doubt it's anything sinister," he said sheepishly. "Come on, you know Giuseppe takes family seriously and he wouldn't have you doing this if there were some kind of corrupt ulterior motives in the works. He probably just wanted to give you something to do in the family business and throw a bone to a few of your friends. He's letting me, Kol, Elijah, and Finn work for him. You know he's only doing it for you so don't overthink it. You don't work for Vaughn anymore, and if one of our dealers got caught Giuseppe would never let you go down for it like you did the last time. This is family. It's different."
"You're probably right," I shrugged trying not to overthink it. While my dad and I aren't the best of friends I do trust him, he's never given me any reason not to in the past. Klaus is probably right.
"Fuck," I said looking at my watch when I realized it was already almost 4:30. I told Elena to come by at 5 and I had hoped to have at least started dinner by the time she got to the house. "I gotta go, Elena's coming over. Do you mind waiting around a little longer for Vicky? Just give her another hour and if she doesn't show you can bail, and don't forget your promise to let me have the house to myself for my date."
"I know I know I'm spending the night at Caroline's," he said rolling his eyes.
"You're sleeping over at the Sherriff's house?" I asked him frowning. "You do realize she's a cop and you're a drug dealer right?"
"She won't be home tonight and besides she has no idea Caroline and I are even dating," he shrugged with a smirk on his face.
"Whatever I'll see you later man," I waved goodbye grabbing my car keys and heading out. I couldn't control the grin that spread across my face as I drove towards home because I get to see Elena tonight. Just the two of us. No interruptions this time. While I know most first dates happen at restaurants, movie theaters, or mini golf courses I'm much happier we can do it at my place. I know Elena isn't the type of girl to give it up on the first date, hell that's part of her appeal, but I still want to have some time alone with her. The only time we ever spent time together without anyone else around was that day she came by my house after I'd gotten my ass kicked, and she helped take care of me. That was the moment I knew I was screwed. Well actually, I knew I was screwed since the moment I saw her, but the day she took care of me I knew I'd probably never be able to let go of whatever it is I felt for her.
EPOV
"Black or denim shorts?" I asked Caroline as we stood in my bedroom after school Monday afternoon. She was helping me decide what to wear to Damon's.
"The black ones," she said walking towards my closet and flipping through hangers. "Oh and wear this top," she handed me a dark blue patterned Free People tank top and I nodded.
"So how do I look?" I asked her once I'd put the top and pants on.
"Amazing," she said with a satisfied smirk. "Just pair it with your black combat boots and you'll be perfect."
"Thanks for helping me," I smiled at her as I put my shoes on.
"And since I am being such a good friend by helping you with your outfit and covering for you that means you have no choice but to call me after you get home and tell me how it went," she said with an eager smile and I giggled.
"I promise I'll call," I said slipping on a black bracelet and making sure my black shoulder bag had everything I'd need. "Although, if Klaus is spending the night won't you be a little busy?"
"No I'm making him watch movies with me tonight," she replied grinning as we walked down the stairs.
"Where are you girls off to?" John asked me once we'd made it to the living room and I felt my heart rate increase. I'm not a very good liar.
"We're working on a history project at my house for a while," Caroline said smiling at him. "We might go get something to eat later, but it depends how much we get done."
"Okay well be home by curfew Elena it is a school night," he said raising an eyebrow at me and I nodded.
"You know if you're going to be dating Damon behind John's back you're going to have to get better at the whole lying thing," Caroline said quietly once we'd gotten outside.
"Yeah I know," I sighed pressing the button on my keys unlocking my SUV.
"Okay well have fun Lena," she said wiggling her eyebrows at me before turning towards her own car.
I drove towards Damon's filled with nervous excitement. The only other first date I've ever been on was with Matt, and that hardly counted. We'd known each other since preschool and our relationship was so expected I never really had the chance to be swept off my feet, but with Damon it's different. For the most part he's kind of a mystery to me, and there's something exciting about that. It gives me the chance to learn new things about him, and every time we're together he's always surprising me. It's like nothing I've ever experienced before.
When I pulled up to the curb in front of his condo I could feel the butterflies erupting in my stomach. I checked my hair in the mirror and took a much-needed deep breath before locking up my car and walking towards his front door. He opened after a couple knocks and I swear I felt my heart skip a beat when his eyes met mine. Even after all the times I've seen him his perfect features still make my knees quiver and my heart go crazy.
"Ah you're here," he said smirking at me. "I thought you might've stood me up."
"I know I'm sorry I'm late," I replied shyly as he held my gaze. "Cheer practice went over and I didn't want to come over looking all gross."
"It's fine I got home a little later than I thought I would which put me a little behind on the cooking anyways. Although, the last time you stopped by after cheer practice you were far from gross Elena," he said chuckling and gesturing for me to follow him inside. The downstairs smelled amazing and I found myself salivating at the thought of a delicious home cooked meal.
"You like fettuccini alfredo right?" he asked as I followed him into the kitchen and I nodded. "I figured it was a safe option."
"Wait you're making the sauce from scratch?" I asked him in surprise when I noticed an extra saucer next to the boiling noodles.
"Of course I am I promised you a decent meal and I plan on delivering," he stated as he walked over to the stove to stir the sauce before turning back to me. "Impressed," he asked wiggling his eyebrows and sauntering towards me before he pinned me against the side of the counter, one hand on each side.
"A little," I breathed as his face slowly leaned closer to mine.
"Well since I'm being such a good host don't you think a proper hello is in order," he murmured softly just as his lips grazed mine and he pulled me in for a searing kiss. I immediately threaded my fingers through his hair and pressed our bodies closer together as his tongue slid into my mouth and I let out a soft moan. His hands moved down my back to rest just above my butt as his lips mouth clashed with mine deliciously.
"That's one way to greet someone," I mumbled breathlessly as he pulled away so we could breathe properly.
"Just sit tight the food should be ready in a bit," he smirked pressing one more quick peck to my lips before turning back towards the stove.
"So where'd you learn how to cook?" I asked him curiously as I took a seat on one of the stools at the center island.
"I kind of forced myself to learn when I moved away from home," he said stirring the saucepan. "I'm Italian so it's in my blood, plus my mom was a really good cook."
"My mom was an amazing cook," I said smiling at the memory. "Every holiday in the Gilbert household was always a momentous occasion because of her. She could make an entire Thanksgiving dinner by herself." I felt my mood dampen when I thought about this year being my first Thanksgiving without her. "With my Uncle John it'll probably just be takeout and him being a jerk."
"Yeah holidays were always the worst after my mom died," he said with a sad smile. "My dad skipped a lot of them. Sometimes we'd have Christmas dinner if he was in town, but that was rare so I used to secretly buy gifts for Stefan throughout the year just so he would have something to open, I mean he still believed in Santa Claus until he was like 10 and I didn't have the heart to tell him the truth."
"Jeremy used to insist on sleeping on the couch every Christmas Eve because he wanted to try and spot Santa," I said laughing as I thought about it. "You sound like a pretty decent brother though, doing all that for Stefan. He's lucky to have you."
We chatted as he prepared dinner, and I found myself oddly comfortable with him. The conversation between us flows easily, and he's entertaining as hell, but I already kind of knew that. The food was delicious, and once we'd finished eating with the dishes forgotten off to the side we moved towards the living room and I sat down sideways on the couch with my feet stretched out in front of me.
I watched as he sat down where my feet had been and picked them up so I could rest them on his lap. It briefly reminded me of the way Matt and I used to sit when we watched television at his house, but the way Damon's blue eyes looked at me as my legs rested on top of his made me feel something I definitely never felt with Matt.
"Can I ask you a question?" he said studying me as his hands came to rest at the top of my combat boots.
"Depends," I shrugged watching as he smirked at me.
"What's your favorite color?" He asked nonchalantly and I giggled.
"You want to know my favorite color?" I asked him amused.
"Yeah," he shrugged tapping his index finger against my foot. "This is a date right? That means we're supposed to get to know each other. So what's your favorite color?"
"My favorite color is red," I said blushing at the mention of the word date. Not that I didn't know what this was, but hearing him say it ignited something deep within me. I've never felt this out of control around a guy before. "What's your favorite color?"
"Black," he said simply and I smirked. Of course.
"I should've known," I said with an amused eye roll. "It's basically the only color I ever see you in."
"What can I say I'm a bad boy Elena it's kind of a rule," he said sarcastically wiggling his eyebrows and I giggled again. "Besides I look good in black."
"I never said you didn't," I replied innocently and he raised his eyebrows at me with a playful smirk on his lips. I was surprised by my boldness. For some reason the flirty conversation between us flows naturally, and while my stomach hasn't stopped erupting with butterflies since I got here I still feel a certain easiness between us. It's like nothing I've ever experienced before.
"Favorite band?" he asked me getting back to the questions.
"Arctic Monkeys," I said brushing aside a piece of my hair. "Yours?"
"Led Zepplin, or really any rock & roll from that era," he said grinning. "Although, if we're talking more recent music I like the Arctic Monkeys too. Maybe we could go to a concert sometime if they play in Richmond."
"I'd like that," I said blushing at the idea of future dates with him. God would I like that.
"Klaus and I used to go to concerts every week when we were living in New York," he said smiling at the memory. "You wouldn't believe all the amazing bands that play at the cheap underground bars no one really knows about."
"Do you miss it?" I asked him curiously. "I've never been, but I hear the city is amazing."
"Yeah I miss it sometimes," he shrugged. "I had some of the best times in that city, but the way I was living my life just wasn't realistic. Klaus and I were just using our trust funds to get by so we didn't work and we spent the majority of our time partying. I even woke up in the hospital a few times after mixing the wrong drugs together in the same night or drinking myself into oblivion. I was a mess, and after I finally cleaned myself up I realized I needed to come back home and get it together At the rate I was going I probably would've drained my entire trust fund in a year and ended up on the streets, and I probably would've ended up dead not long after that."
I stayed silent as I took in everything he'd just said. Damon's life is so completely different from mine. He's experienced things I could never even understand, he's lived. All I know is this town and the boring life I've endured here. The only time I ever even truly left was when we went on a 2-week family trip to Hawaii 6 years ago, but that doesn't hardly count. Even if he spent his time away in a drug induced haze, at least he's experienced something different. Something spectacular. And at least he took responsibility for himself and got his life back together. That says something about him and the kind of person he is.
"I'm glad I came back though," he said breaking the silence and looking at me with those bright blue yes of his. "If I hadn't come back I never would've met you." I blushed at his words and felt my entire face heat up.
"Well I'm glad you did," I said shyly biting my lip and breaking away from his penetrating gaze looking down at my hands self-consciously.
Suddenly I felt him lean over and grab the top of my thighs pulling my body towards his at the other end of the couch and I squealed in surprise when I landed sitting sideways on his lap. He pulled me in close tilting my chin up so I would look directly into his eyes when he spoke. "You know you don't have to feel embarrassed around me," he said slowly brushing his thumb along my cheek making my breath catch in my throat as I nodded slowly. I couldn't stop my eyes from gazing down at his lips, which were only a few centimeters away from mine. I wanted him to close the distance and connect them, but he wasn't budging and I realized he was waiting for me to make the first move so I slowly leaned forward and pressed my lips against his.
There are no words to describe what it's like kissing Damon. The second our lips touched my body tingled top to bottom and as he deepened the kiss, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me in closer to him. His tongue slid languidly against mine, exploring the crevices of my mouth as I sighed in content. I moved my fingers to weave through his hair pressing myself even closer before we both pulled away to catch our breath, but the distance lasted only a few seconds before he crashed his lips back to mine again.
I felt out of control. My entire body was on fire, and I couldn't stop it. I wanted to be as close to him as humanly possible, and I didn't even care if sitting on his lap and pressing our bodies together made me look desperate. I am desperate. His hands slowly moved up my bare legs towards the bottom of my shorts and I shuddered as our lips moved together furiously. He's like a drug, and I'm addicted to him.
I felt my body being shifted, and suddenly I was lying down flat on my back as he blanketed my body with his and I sighed in contentment as he moved to kiss along my neck. He pressed open-mouthed kisses along my collarbone while his hands roamed the side of my clothed body and I couldn't stop myself from moaning, it felt so good. His hands and mouth were everywhere and I didn't want it to end, but as if life were playing some kind of sick joke on me I heard the shrill ring of my cell phone just as his lips found mine again.
"Ignore it," he mumbled as his grip on my hip tightened and I happily obliged until it stopped only to start ringing again and he groaned as I pulled away frowning unhappily.
"Shit, I should get it," I sighed and he nodded before climbing off of me so I could get up. I pulled it out of my bag and answered without even looking at the screen close enough to see who it was.
"Elena?," a timid voice said from the other line and I felt my entire body stiffen.
"Matt," I asked puzzled.
"Yeah it's me," he said softly. "Look I know it's super weird that I'm calling after everything, but I didn't know what else to do. Vicki hasn't been home in almost 3 days, and I couldn't get ahold of Jeremy so I called you. I'm really worried, she's never disappeared this long before, and I even drove to a few of her usual spots to see if she'd just passed out or something, but I can't find her anywhere."
"Okay uh what do you need me to do," I asked worriedly. While I don't particularly care for Vicki I'd never want anything to happen to her, because even after everything Matt and I have been through I still care about him and I don't want him to lose his sister.
"I thought Jeremy might be able to help me," he said in a frightened tone.
"Okay just go over to my house," I said biting my lip nervously and hoping I wouldn't regret this. "I'll be home in like 10 minutes and we'll try and figure out what to do next."
"Thank you so much Lena," he said relieved.
"It's fine Matty," I said with a small smile. "We'll find her, I'm sure everything is going to be okay." I hung up the phone and turned to see Damon who had a curious expression on his face.
"I'm really sorry, but I have to go," I pouted as he got up and walked towards me.
"Is something wrong?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows slightly.
"Uh yeah Matt's sister is missing," I said frowning. "He just needs some support, he takes care of Vicki by himself, he doesn't have any other family. Jeremy's dating her so I think Matt was hoping he'll be able to help. I'm sorry to cut our night short like this."
"It's fine," he said resting his thumb on my chin and pressing a soft kiss to my lips. It was way too short and I felt like my knees would buckle if I didn't pull him back to me, which he obviously noticed considering the wide smirk on his face and I rolled my eyes.
"Thank you for tonight," I said grabbing my bag and pulling out my car keys.
"You're welcome," he said doing that sexy eye thing I've noticed. He walked me out to my car and I drove home quickly hoping to beat Matt there. Once I pulled up and got out I saw Matt pull up in his truck and he smiled awkwardly at me.
"Maybe Jeremy knows where she is," I said encouragingly as I opened the front door.
"Hey Lena," Jeremy shouted from the couch where he was playing video games.
"Jer we need to talk," I said walking into the living room with Matt trailing behind me and Jeremy looked up from his game with wide eyes when he noticed my ex boyfriend.
"Uh what's going on?" He asked puzzled as he set down the controller.
"Do you know where Vicki is?" Matt asked slipping off his letterman jacket and setting it down on the edge of the sofa.
"No I haven't heard from her in a while," he said shaking his head. "She was at the party Saturday night, but she was really stoned and I didn't see where she ended up before I left. I figured her and the guys were doing bong hits out in the woods or something. I tried calling her a ton, but she hasn't answered."
"I haven't talked to her since last Friday," Matt said worriedly. "I didn't even see her at Caroline's party."
"Did you check the cemetery," he asked curiously. "That's her favorite spot to hang out."
"Yeah I've been everywhere," he said running a hand through his hair and groaning in frustration. "What do I do?"
"Why don't we start by calling Sheriff Forbes?" I suggested sheepishly.
"No we can't do that," he said shaking his head. "This is Vicki! She's probably doing something illegal and I don't want the police involved."
My next thought was to start calling local hospitals, and then I thought about what happened to Amber. Whoever attacked her is still out there and he could've easily taken Vicki, but I didn't want to say it out loud. I can't even imagine what Matt's going through, I don't know what I would do if I lost Jeremy.
"Why don't I call some of our friends and ask if they've seen her?" Jeremy offered pulling his black iPhone from his pocket.
"Yeah okay good idea," Matt nodded as he paced across the living room frantically.
"Hey Matt take a deep breath," I said resting a hand on his shoulder and trying to calm him down. "I'm sure she's fine."
"God I'm so sorry to put you through this," he said walking towards the kitchen and I followed while Jeremy started making phone calls. He sat down on one of the stools resting his face in his hands and I sat down next to him unsure of what to say. "I've been an ass hole these last couple months," he said looking up at me apologetically. "You didn't do anything wrong, I mean it sucked when you broke up with me, but I didn't have a right to be so pissed at you. I shouldn't have let people start all those rumors, I should've defended you."
"Thank you for apologizing," I said with a small smile. "I guess I should've been a little more understanding."
"You want something to eat?" I offered getting up from the chair. "We have leftover takeout if you're hungry."
"Sure," he said with a small smile. I nodded and took the containers out of the refrigerator putting the food onto a plate to heat up in the microwave. "So where were you? I mean, when I called," he asked curiously.
"Uh I was uh with a friend," I said awkwardly before pressing the buttons on the microwave and turning to face him with a nervous smile. I didn't want to tell him the truth. That I had moved on with Damon Salvatore and we were making out on his couch when I got the phone call, it would hurt him too much. Even if I didn't include the making out part.
"Ah you were on a date," he said knowingly and I smiled weakly.
"Uh yeah," I said shifting my gaze downward as my face turned red.
"It's fine Lena we've been broken up for two months," he shrugged with a sad smile.
"Do you mind keeping it on the down low?" I asked meekly. "John doesn't know and I'd like to keep it that way."
"Wow Elena Gilbert breaking the rules," he said with an amused grin.
"Yeah well he doesn't leave me much of a choice," I giggled rolling my eyes.
"Where is John anyways?" He asked slightly confused. "It's after 9 o'clock shouldn't he be home?"
"God if I know," I shrugged pulling his food from the microwave and setting it down in front of him. "He's always disappearing or coming home in the middle of the night."
"I called everyone and nobody knows where she is," Jeremy sighed walking into the kitchen.
"I hate to say it Matt, but I think we should call Liz," I said looking at him sympathetically and he nodded. I gave him the number from my mom's phone book and Jeremy and I anxiously watched him dial.
"Uh hi Sherriff Forbes this is Matt Donovan," he said nervously. "Yeah it's good to hear from you too…I'm okay…no I'm calling about Vicki…she hasn't been home in 3 days and I'm getting worried."
As Matt spoke with Liz about everything he knew I silently prayed we'd get some good news. It's no secret that Vicki is a junkie; everyone in town knows it, including Liz. I just hope she takes this seriously and doesn't just brush it off as a rebellious teenager that ran off, Vicki wouldn't do that to Matt. She may screw up a lot, but she loves Matt, and together they're a family. She'd at least call him if she wanted to leave town, she wouldn't just take off without saying anything.
"She said she'd call if she hears something," he said hanging up his cell phone. "Do you mind if I hang out here for a bit? I don't want to be alone."
"No of course stay here as long as you need," I offered pushing his plate of food at him.
We tried to pass the time and keep ourselves busy. We watched television and talked, but I could tell he was internally freaking out and I couldn't blame him. Just before eleven his phone rang again and we all froze. He picked it up and Jeremy and I watched nervously as he spoke to Sheriff Forbes until he froze and all the color from his face was gone in an instant. He didn't even have to say it. I know that look. I had the same one when I woke up in a hospital bed and found out I'd lost my parents. Vicki was dead.
So I killed off Vicki. I hope you aren't too upset, but she was hardly even much of a character so I didn't think you'd mind. Also, to my fellow Breaking Bad fans I hope you enjoyed the reference :) If you don't watch Breaking Bad then sorry for the confusion about Damon's line, but I suggest you get on Netflix and watch it asap because it really is the best show ever lol. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this. Like I said I'm not thrilled with how it turned out, but I'm also my own harshest critic so I'm hoping it wasn't too bad. I'll try to update sooner next time! Also, you can check out Elena's outfit on my polyvore, there's a link in the description of my profile. Review and let me know what you think! And also leave me predictions I LOVE hearing what you guys think will happen!
