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Three months… It's been three months since they died. "Screw it," Elena cursed aloud. She grabbed her purse and phone and made her way down the stairs. "Jenna, I'm gonna be out for a while. I need some fresh air." Before her aunt could make a response, she was already in her car. Unaware of her destination, Elena sped through every red light trying not break out in tears. While she was attempting to speed through another red light, a blue sedan appeared at the intersection. She slammed her foot on the brakes as a loud screeching sound escaped the wheels of her car. Elena turned the engine off and felt a pit in her stomach. She didn't want to start school tomorrow. She didn't want to face Caroline, Bonnie, and Stefan after three months of being locked up in her room. Stunned, and in the middle of the road, Elena could no longer keep it together. Hot tears were streaming down her face while she held her head in her hands. She was weeping uncontrollably. She missed them. She had lost the people in her life she loved the most, and she blamed herself for it. Lost in her sorrow, Elena barely hear the loud, obnoxious beeps coming from behind her. She looked to her rear view mirror, then to the road, and noticed the light turned green. Another loud beep emitted from the truck behind her. "Hold up, you asshole!" she yelled at the impatient man behind. Elena wiped up her tears, started her engine, and began to drive again (like a law-abiding citizen this time). She knew that she was headed out of town to avoid running into someone she knew. When she arrived in a small town 45 minutes out of Mystic Falls, she parked in a nearby, public parking lot. After she parked, she began rummaging through her disorganized purse.
"Margaret Porter," read the fake ID in her hands.
"Thank God! Thought I forgot it," she said in relief, in hopes to blow off some steam and forget this horrid night. She pulled the mirror above her head down to inspect her appearance. Her nose was red and her eyeliner was slightly running down her cheekbones. Despite her disheveled look, Elena still managed to look graceful and unbelievably beautiful. In her purse, Elena grabbed her make up and tissues to clean up her face. She opened her car door, ran a hand through her dark brown, curly hair, patted down her cut-off jean shorts and untucked her flowy, burgundy tank top out of her belt. "Damn it!" Elena whispered to herself. Looking at the ground, she saw her fuzzy, teddy bear house slippers. Because she was rushing to get out of her depressing house, she forgot to change her shoes. She walked to the rear of her trunk to get her Miz Mooz riding boots from out of her trunk. After slipping them on, she began walking toward the town square to find a drink. Within five minutes of walking, she found a small, quaint looking bar. The blue neon sign above the door said, "The Burrow." Elena crossed the street and came upon a wooden, beat-up door. "Not sketchy at all," she whispered sarcastically. Reluctant to go in, but in desperate need of a drink, she hesitantly opened the wooden door. She immediately heard some catchy song playing and when she turned the corner of the hall, she was surprised by the bar's appearance. Elena expected a dirty old bar with dirty old men, but she saw that it was a rather large, and overall, a nice bar. She walked toward the counter to find a seat and she ordered herself a drink. "Shots of tequila, please," she asked the rather attractive bartender.
"Yeah, can I see some ID?" asked the blonde bartender. Elena pulled out her wallet and gave the blonde her fake ID. "Margaret Porter. Twenty-one years of age. Okay, that will do. What will you be having again, sweetheart?"
"Like, four shots of the strongest tequila you have," Elena replied. The bartender took out four shot glasses and started to pour some Patron into them.
"Here you go, sweetheart. Don't worry about these first four, they'll be on the house," the bartender said with a wink and charming smile.
"Thank you," Elena lazily said. Although the guy was attractive, she was not interested in him. Elena took the first glass into her hands and consumed the alcohol. The burning in her throat caused her to cough. She cleared her throat and squeezed a lime into her mouth and licked salt off of the back of her hand.
"Rough night?" asked a low, husky voice beside her. She turned to her right to see the most attractive man she had ever seen in her life. He was wearing dark blue, denim jeans with an expensive looking leather jacket. When Elena's eyes once again found his beautiful face, she found herself staring into his deep, blue eyes when she finally answered.
"More like… rough life," she forcefully laughed before taking her second shot. She tried to not cough, but was unsuccessful and let out a small, suppressed cough.
"Mmm… I know what that's like. I have one of those." He smirked as he looked to Elena. Elena forced out a laugh even though it didn't seem appropriate.
"What can I get for you, sir?" asked the bartender.
"I'll have a bourbon. On the rocks," the outrageously gorgeous man replied. When the bartender returned, he gave the bourbon to the man.
"How about you, sweetheart? Is there anything I can do for you?" the bartender questioned while looking to Elena.
"No I'm fine. Thank you," Elena irritatingly said. Elena once more took a shot and was surprised that she did not find the need to cough. Elena looked at the shot glass on the table, then to her wrists. She saw the bracelet that her mom had given her before she died. Elena felt tears well up in her eyes. She blinked hard to avoid them from spilling onto her face. The man to her right was still observing her, mesmerized by her beauty.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Elena heard the man beside her say.
"I doubt that you would want to hear the sappy, tragic life of some girl you don't know."
"Try me…" said the beautiful man beside her. Elena couldn't help but smile at the fact that this handsome stranger was being so polite.
"I was taught not to talk to strangers…" Elena replied, trying to avoid eye contact. The man chuckled in the most cute way possible that made Elena smile a little bit wider.
"I'm Damon," the man said to Elena.
"Umm… I'm Margaret," replied Elena. She feared revealing her true identity due to the fact that the incessant bartender keeps on coming near her. Elena heard her phone buzzing in her purse. She took out her phone and saw that her aunt Jenna was calling. "Excuse me, I have to take this," Elena apologized to Damon. She turned away and heard Damon ordering another drink behind her. Elena found a rather tight, and narrow hallway which led to the men's and women's restroom. She went inside the women's room and picked up her phone.
"ELENA, WHERE ARE YOU? IT IS ALMOST TEN AND YOU HAVE YOUR FIRST DAY TOMORROW!"
"Jenna, I'm sorry I lost track of time. I'm at Bonnie's. I'll be home in an hour." She hung up before her aunt could say anything else. She exited the bathroom and bumped into someone who was exiting the restroom next door. The limited space in the narrow hallway caused these to bodies to come into substantially close contact. "Sorry! Sorry, i ju-" Elena found herself staring into the familiar blue eyes, this time significantly closer.
"It's uh.. no problem. The bartender spilled bourbon on my jacket and I needed to clean it," Damon replied. The two were face to face and too close for having just met. Damon let out a chuckle which worried Elena.
"What's wrong?" she asked fearing that her breath smelled.
"Nothing, it's just… you're really beautiful." Elena felt herself blushing. The two never broke eye contact until Elena eyes moved down to his lips. Damon was slowly but surely moving closer to her plump, pink lips. Their lips barely grazed each other when Elena moved to the side to break contact.
"I um… I have to go." Elena rushed out of the bar and to her car.
That is the end of Chapter 1. Expect the first day of school in the next chapter. I will do my best to upload the next chapter asap! Please review! It would mean the world to me!