AN:
Again, I'm sorry I'm so slow at this, but I think I will try to update this once a week. Maybe sometimes more often.
Hope you like it, and thanks for the reviews! And yes I probably am a little wicked... Muahaha!
As they reached the door to the ball room Damon took Elena's hand again to lead her inside. Stefan was standing in a corner with a drink looking at them probably trying to decide whether something had happened or not. Damon led Elena trough the many dancing couples and stopped in front of his brother. Looking at Elena he nodded his head, kissed her hand and left the room without a gaze on Stefan. Elena felt cold without him and honestly she just wanted to run after him, catch him and have the most amazing night with him. But of course she had to stay with Stefan.
"So… can I have this dance?"
She turned to face him and nodded without smiling. She could smell the alcohol from his breath.
He took her hand and led her to the dance floor. Wrapping his arms around her he held her so tight she felt like she was in a cage. She looked at him trying to send him a silent message that he was choking her, but all she got was a smile and an even tighter hug. She started thinking about Damon and the almost kiss.
After four more dances like the first one Elena had to get away from Stefan.
"Please excuse me, Stefan…" she said and started walking away from him, but she felt a hand hold her arm forcing her to stop.
"Where are you going?"
She turned to face him and saw the uncertainty in his eyes.
"I said, where are you going, Elena?"
"I… have to go to the bathroom…"
She could feel his grip on her arm loosen a little, and his eyes softened.
"Oh… I'm sorry, I thought that… Never mind…"
"Thank you!" she marched away from him out in the hall towards the bathroom.
She didn't have to go, but decided that at least she could have some time alone in there, so she opened the door and stepped inside. At first she only saw a mess of red and black, but then she realized she was looking at Caroline and Matt.
"Oh my God! Caroline! What…"
"Elena! I… uhm…"
Caroline was trying to hide Matt behind her skirt, but Elena could clearly see him looking at her very blushed.
"I'm sorry; I didn't know you were in here…"
She hurried away and suddenly found herself in one of the living rooms. It was dark as she sat down on one of the couches to think. What was going on tonight? Caroline and Matt in the garden and the bathroom, Damon almost kissing her and Stefan way too drunk to behave like he should. Elena lay down to rest a little and soon after drifted off to sleep.
Something was touching her neck… it was… wet?
She opened one eye feeling very groggy but the next second she was screaming trying to push the "wet thing" away from her. She soon realized it was Stefan kissing her neck and that she couldn't move him at all.
"Stop! What are you doing Stefan?"
"Elena…" kiss "…I'm so…" kiss "…sorry, but…" kiss "…I want you…"
She tried to push him away again and this time managed to make him stop kissing her.
"Stefan, no!"
He stopped moving but was still holding her down. He had trouble looking straight at her as he attempted to smirk.
"I know you want to Elena… Just let me show you… We don't have to do it, just play a little…"
"No! No Stefan… please go…"
Tears started gathering in her eyes as she looked at him.
He reached out to touch her cheek. She felt his hand slide slowly over her face before he stopped at her lips.
"Your lips are so… appealing to me…"
"Stefan… please…" she whispered closing her eyes tight as a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Why don't you want me Elena?"
She opened her eyes now seeing him with tears in his eyes.
"Stefan… you're drunk…"
"No… yes, but… you don't want me…"
Seeing how the tears ran down his face she decided to be honest with him.
"No… I don't want you…"
He blinked a couple of times before moving his hand from her lips to her hand.
"Thank you for your honesty…"
She smiled at him and squeezed his hand which made him smile too.
"But please don't tell my father yet… He will be so disappointed…"
"I promise…"
They sat there in silence for a while before Stefan spoke again.
"You truly are an amazing woman…"
Elena felt her face redden.
"Thank you…" she whispered smiling again.
"I should go… "
He stood up and started walking towards the door, but stopped halfway.
"Can we be… friends?" He looked to the floor afraid that she would say no.
Elena felt a knot in her throat.
"Of course…"
She got up from the couch and slowly wrapped her hands around him.
"Thank you Miss Elena…"
"No… just Elena…"
He hugged her back before leaving the room smiling as he walked towards the ballroom to dance with the single girls in Mystic Falls.
Elena felt her heart beat faster. This was perfect! Now she didn't have to pretend anymore, she could even tell Jeremy eventually that she wanted Damon to court her instead. She smiled as she walked upstairs. She was tired and right now she was sure her bed was calling for her.
Damon had walked around the house thinking about Elena for what felt like hours before he returned to the ballroom where he found his brother sitting between two girls in a couch looking pretty much wasted.
He smirked and gazed over the few left dancing couples to find Elena, but she wasn't there.
"Hey Steff… Where's your… uhm… Elena?"
Stefan lifted his gaze slowly to his brother's face where he stopped without a word. Damon began to feel slightly irritated when he finally got a mumbled answer.
"Elena…? I don't know…"
"What? You don't know? You're supposed to!"
"Why…?"
"I don't know Stefan, maybe because you're courting her!"
As Damon turned around to walk away he heard Stefan's voice again, this times sounding weak.
"No… I'm not…"
Damon slowly turned again not believing what he just heard.
"What did you say?"
Stefan was looking at the floor when he whispered.
"I said… no… I'm not courting Miss Elena anymore… She doesn't want me…"
Before Damon could say anything he saw his brother bending over one of the girls trying to get away from her in time. He didn't succeed and ended up vomiting all over her dress which made her scream and run away from him.
The other girl hurried to his side with a silk handkerchief trying to help him clean his face.
"Oh Stefan… poor you… come here, I'll help you..." she said in a soft voice making Damon look at her with his eyes almost popping out of his head.
"Poor Stefan?" he said his voice filled with disbelief.
This was too much. Stefan lost Elena, she didn't want his brother anymore and now Stefan had some strange girl taking care of him while he puked on another girl?
Trying to gain perspective on everything Damon decided to focus on the girl.
"Excuse me… who are you?"
She looked at him like she didn't really care about him, before she turned her attention back to Stefan now trying to get him back in the couch.
"My name is Lexi… and you are?"
"I'm Damon… Damon Salvatore, and that… thing… right there is my brother, so if you would please excuse me, I think it's time for us to go home… "
She stayed where she was still holding Stefan who was trying not to vomit again.
"No..."
"No? No… what?"
"No, I will not excuse you two… I promised Stefan that I would take care of him, and that's what I'm going to do."
"You are? Really? Fine Miss Lexi, do take as much care of him you want to… But I must warn you, he might end up vomiting on your dress as well…"
Lexi looked at Damon with anger in her eyes.
"What kind of brother are you?"
He felt the anger rise inside as he thought about all the years of fights between them. He thought about the fact that Stefan had managed to persuade their father to let him court Elena. But he also thought about what Stefan just told him; Elena didn't want his brother.
He looked back at Lexi with a frown.
"If you really want to take care of him… help me get him outside."
She nodded her head as Damon put his arm around Stefan trying to lift him from the ground.
Weee Lexi is back! I was so sad when they killed her so I thought she could be a small part of this story... Should I let her stay?