MORNINGS

A/N: Longer update to say thank you for helping me hit over 100 reviews! Also I included both POVs as a way to just say thank you!

DPOV

Thankfully the judgmental little witch decided to agree in keeping it a secret, so I didn't have to a worry about her blabbing to Elena.

After that, I refused to deal with the hopeless search for Bella and decided to go back to the house and clear everything up.

The dullness of the task only seemed to pull me back into my thoughts which were simply reeling with memories that didnt seem possible to forget.

I thought about how we had first met. She was just moving in to the house opposite Elena and was trying to prove to the removal guys that she wasn't as weak as they taunted her to be. I remember how she stumbled when carrying a pile of boxes. I could still picture how her face was pinched and she furrowed her eyebrows as if the task was rocket science.

"Why are you doing this?" The broken-record like voice belonging to my very annoying brother had me groaning. "And don't give me the same excuse - for Elena"

"It is for Elena" I insisted, wondering why he couldn't just let it go.

"No this is something else" he shook his head, denying my reason and I stared at him, unamused. "I don't know what happened but I know that you got scared" he accused.

"Thank you Dr. Phil" I clapped my hands slowly, intentionally patronising him, just so I could annoy him as much as he was pissing me off.

"You liked Bella. You even lo-"

Angry that he would even try this, I threw the object n my hand across the room and glared at him. "Why are you fighting me on this?" I stalked over to him, "I don't see you trying to find her" I challenged his holier than thou uptake in things.

"I just don't understand" he frowned.

He sounded disappointed in me but I shrugged it off with a roll of my eyes and a shrug of my shoulders. "This may come as a shock to you but you don't have to have feelings for every reason you sleep with" I joked with a weak smirk.

"So she meant nothing to you?"

That was a question that I had no answer for.

Meanwhile...BPOV

I had actually managed to fall asleep and thankfully actually ended up seeing another day.

One of my fears was that they would kill me in my sleep. Then again, I decided that would have been an easier and less painful way to die so I threw in the towel and allowed the sleep to take me.

Occasionally, I had woken up, startled with the dreams - well nightmares starring the people that I had trusted.

Now I was awake - and with a raging headache, may I add - I felt hopeful that maybe they didn't want to kill me but that then left me more perplexed.

What did they want from me?

I stretched up and jumped off the bed, stopping when I caught sight of the clothes and a towel that were folded up and placed neatly on the bedside table.

I doubted the vampire would've done this so I assumed it was Luka.

He had been kind yesterday. After we'd eaten, he had given me some Tylenol and then left me with some water.

We had talked but never about the situation at hand. Instead we talked about school and the different teachers and annoying supposed 'queen bees'.

It helped to distract me.

He even left a note with directions to the bathroom and then informed me that breakfast will be downstairs.

So once I had had a shower, thankfully uninterrupted, I changed into the clothes which somehow fitted me. Simple jeans and a tank top. It was nice to be in something that didn't smell of blood.

After this, I then held the dirty clothes in my hand and followed the smell of bacon. My stomach rumbling in response to the anticipation.

"Thought I heard you" Luka smiled when I stepped into the kitchen. I looked around, feeling out of place and unsure of how this would work.

Luka then turned to me, frowning to see that I hadn't moved. "Oh are those your dirty clothes?" He inquired and I nodded. This gave him incentive to take them from me and then walk out of the room without an explanation.

Would he throw them? Burn them? Wash them?

The questions remained unanswered because when he came back, he rushed me further into the room. "Please take a seat" he offered and ran back to his cooking.

"So is this your place?" I questioned, looking around warily before taking a seat by the counter.

He spun around, placing the bacon on my plate, "For now" he replied.

"The clothes" I remembered my manners and waited until he looked up before I added, "Thank you"

"You can thank Elijah" he smiled.

When I felt the breeze behind me, I jumped off the stool and looked up at the vampire.

Today, he was dressed in a white shirt with the first few buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up. Today, he wore dark blue slacks and I was taken back with how normal he seemed. His hair was slightly disarrayed with a few wisps falling over his forehead.

The only reminder to his species was the stony expression that stared back at me. "Have you eaten?" he quipped.

Luka must've noted my unstable state of mine because he answered for me. "I was just fixing her something" he replied with the same ease and nonchalance he used with me.

I wondered whether it was his easy-going nature or if it was out of respect.

"Good" he answered and then turned back, walking out but then paused inclining his head slightly to look at me. An intensity burned in his fixated gaze as he cooly said, "I would like to talk to you after breakfast"

And then he left.

A/N: Review for alone time with Elijah...