A/N: so it's going to take more than two chapters to wrap it up, don't get too pissed about it. This chapter will include some flashbacks (Never written before) from their marriage. Flashbacks in italics
NOW TO THE CHAPTER
This place was too windy to even sit quiet and enjoy a drink, not enjoy- just ignore a problem right ahead of him, great, just great- how a marriage ended on the first day of honeymoon, and did he fight for her? did he fight for this relationship? No, absolutely no, he just gave up like he was used to in any personal relationship he had, never did he want to 'learn' about his parents, or even find out if they are alive, how could he be so hollow there.
He let his feet down from the beach chair, his jeans rolled up at the end. His feet had some spots of wet sand as he had been previously taking a walk there. The lights Gabriel put were almost blinking from the intense wind. He felt restless.
First night of their marriage, he had been back from a meeting, she was there on the king sized hotel room bed, curled into a little ball on the bed, the sheet had seemingly dropped to the floor along with a cuddle pillow, he huffed as he walked up to the bed and picked up the blanket, pulling it up on her, she immediately spread her legs as if stretching, he kept the pillow under her arm and saw her make a weird noise as she held his arm, "I am thirsty."
"Okay." He whispered back , he filled her half a glass of water and sat on the bed next to her, she sat up slightly, taking the glass from him, she gulped down a little and handed it him the glass, resting her head on his shoulder, she rubbed her face against his shoulder, as if drying her wet lips, he looked down at her angelic face, her lightly shut eyes, her soft features, she let herself fall back on the pillow.
She had fully charmed him in ways he couldn't comprehend. Was it because she didn't want him like he did? She didn't want to married to him, she said over and over that she didn't need him, he was used to being needed. He traded with that thing and here she was telling him that she wasn't interested in that?
"I can handle myself." She argued. He raised an eye brow looking up from his file in the office right before she stormed in. "Congratulations." He said with his best poker face.
"Those two men outside say I can't go outside to shop." She said with her arms across her chest. He kept the file on the table, "You heard them."
"Damon you can't talk to me like that, you are not my father." She said with gritted teeth, "Ugh God isn't this enough for you that I am living in this huge prison with you, now I can't go out?"
"Honey, just tell them what you want, they will get it." He waved her off and reached for his file, she walked across the table to stand in front of him, she leaned down, keeping her hands on the chair's arms. " I think you're not listening, I want to go outside."
"We've established that for a while now." He murmured back, trying his best to not look at her lips, because once he starts, he zones out and then he looks like an idiot.
"Yes we have, I married you because my Dad told me I'll have my freedom while you married me for that base right? So you have your thing going, it's time we do my part of the deal." She gave a fake toothy smile.
He pouted, "Well, your Dad also said I get to have his daughter."
"I am not something to be owned." She said raising her head a little, "Do you understand that?"
"I do." He cocked his head to a side, "But I also understand that you get into a lot of trouble so why don't you find anything which requires you not leaving because you know, you can't leave without me." he added a smirk in the end, her smile didn't fade, like she was on to something, "Mm then you close up all this work and let's go together."
"Uh-no." he said with a snarky tone, she huffed, "Okay I'll give you a deal."
"Mm what is possibly something that you can offer me and I'd want?" he said in a mocking voice, she rolled her eyes, "You get to share the bedroom with me."
"I already do." He shrugged, "I just don't come in on purpose I have work."
"No-No-No, it includes possibilities." She winked, "You know, maybe I feel warm, I'd want to switch my PJ's for that thing you saw the other day in the drawer."
"The red one." He asked stilled.
"The red one." She raised her brows. "You know we never know how things go, one might get frisky."
He inhaled sharp when her hand rested on his thigh, slowly stroking it up, "You know what I mean."
He nodded, "Okay, we can go-go outside, where are we going again?"
"Oh just the mall, maybe a park after wards, there's a convention a few-"
"right! Right whatever." He stuttered on his words.
She chuckled and stood up straight, so happy on her toes as she walked out of there.
(-HM-HM-HM-HM-)
"Arghh I am so tired, why the hell would you want to go to that stupid festival." He groaned as he almost jumped on the bed, The servants kept their bags and left the room, Elena closed the door, "But it was fun."
"No it wasn't , you wanted to everywhere, I think I've had enough of outside for my whole life." He sat up and huffed, "Would you look at the time it's twelve."
"You're out till two regularly." She said with hands on her hips.
"Oh right, but then I am not riding an electric bull 19 times." He gritted his teeth, "I seriously made a fool out of myself."
"The expression goes thinking from your dick." She smiled as she sat back on the bed and took of her shoes.
He raised a brow, "You did this on purpose didn't you? You wore me out so I couldn't wore you out." He said as he was some expert, she giggled, "What? Honey- that's exactly what I did."
He narrowed his eyes at her, then slowly moved back, "I am not tired at all, not for sex at least. "
"You aren't?" she asked pouting.
"Okay I am, but this isn't over. You can't mess with me like this."
"Oh trust me I didn't want to, you made me do it with all this not letting me out of the cage bullshit." She got up and flipped her hair back, he sighed, "Well can you at least put on the- red lacy stuff on."
"I don't think so."
"Arghh you're never going to win wife of the year." He lied down and pulled up the blanket over himself, she smiled, "It's good I don't want to."
He re-filled his glass and sat back on the chair, God she pushed his buttons, every time she interrupted him on his work from home day, it ended bad, but now to think of it, he wanted it back, he wanted these few months back, live them over and over, get infuriated, get angry- just enjoy and re-live it. It had been roughly four hours and he missed her, they had been apart more than that, yet this time all he wanted to do was walk back to the house, say it'll work, it will, believe what he says now. But this was all just a fantasy, Elena and him were different people.
"What are you doing?" He asked as he walked inside the sun room, she turned around, revealing a canvas behind her, "Tyler said I need inspo, so I am looking at the garden, see if I like something enough to draw."
"So why is that still blank?" he looked at the canvas, she sighed, "I just can't focus, I mean what should be my inspiration, I am a small human being."
"I don't get it." He stepped closer to her.
"I always wanted to travel for this, so with different experiences, my mind would push me to innovation, every time I pick up a brush, I don't like what's in my head. I just feel so stupid about it." She said as she picked up a brush lying on the side.
"I know a place near-by , maybe you'll like it." He suggested, "I'll take you there."
"Umm I can't bring a electric bull ride there." She pursed her lips, he chuckled, "You know what, it's in exchange for nothing, shocker."
She frowned, "That is a shocker, are you trying to get back at me."
"I am trying to spend Tuesday with you." He held her wrist and brought her closer, "Because I could be wanting to spend time with you."
"How am I suppose to be inspired with you being all smoldering seductive." She asked with a grin, resting her hands against his chest.
"Ugh that's not my fault now, I am born this way." He winked, "now will you let me take you there."
"I cant say no." she said and planted a kiss against his cheek, "I'll go get ready."
(-HMHMHMHM-)
"Put your feet in." he instructed as he rolled up his sleeves half way and sat down on the large rock suspended between water, she was sitting next to him, "Ohh it's so cold."
"Just let it stay there for a moment." He said and held her hand, rubbing it for some warmth, a small water fall in the mountains, it was summer so it was perfect, the water so clear you could see your reflection, this place was surrounded by trees with shiny green leaves, everything looked fresh here, she squeezed his hand back, "This is really nice, where did you find it."
"Ugh you wouldn't wanna know."
She narrowed her eyes then gasped.
"I am kidding, baby you are so easy to mess with." He laughed as he tucked her under his arm, letting out a breath, thank god he didn't continue that story, telling your wife about disposing-
"Hey it's weird but, I already have a fresh idea." She said in a small voice.
"That's great, wanna tell me?"
She nodded looking up, "Umm an old couple right here on this spot."
"That's sweet." He commented and kissed the tip of her nose, She chuckled. She ran her hand on his chest, looking up at his face in adoration, but he didn't say anything.
Now he wanted to, say they could be that, couldn't they. He put the glass back and took out his phone, he called her phone, not responding. Why would she, he did tell her to fuck off.
He called the house, not responding.
Suddenly a pang of anxiety hit him all over, and he was as anxious as he called again and again, okay what if he saw her once more? It shouldn't make things any difficult than they are but he'd know she's safe.
(HM-HM-HM-HM-HM-HM)
"Erghh" Elena groaned in pain as she felt her hair being slightly pulled at, "Oh Oh did I hurt you?" she heard a grave voice, it scared her enough to send chills down her spine, she tried to open her eyes, it hurt, so much work to do that.
"You okay love?"
She slowly opened her eyes, everything was dark here, even after opening her eyes, just a few lights here and there, but this place looked like an endless here, spread here and there till where she could see, some sort of factory, not a factory as there was no specific equipment, a few things here and there, boxes, a lot of them.
"K-Kol."
"That's right." He cooed , "I was dying to hear you say my name Elena, say it again."
"You're sick." She said with a scrunched up face.
"Say my name , love." he said some what taken aback but didn't feel ashamed to ask again, she pursed her lips, "Fuck off."
She didn't know how but suddenly she felt a blow across her face, he had slapped her, a shriek escaped her but when she realized she couldn't move, she found out herself tired to a upright column in the room, he gripped her chin, brushing her hair away from it, "I don't want to hurt you, I don't, and I wont until you listen to me."
She felt the tears in her eyes but she refused to cry in front of him, "Don't touch me."
"Why? You're mine now, I can touch you all I want." He smirked, "God you're so enticing." He leaned in and placed a kiss against her neck, she kicked her feet, fisting her hands, "KOL Don't- please, don't touch me." her voice broke and she found herself sobbing, surprisingly he stopped, he pulled back slightly, "Hey don't cry love, please." He wiped her tears away, she cringed and pulled away the best she could, as he whispered apologies, "I just-I just forget how soft you are, I am so sorry love."
"Kol! No stop, I am married now, you-you can't, I don't love you, I love my husband."
"Married?" he furrowed his brows, then moved back , sitting a few steps away from her, she tried to control her beating heart, "I told you not to marry him remember."
"You did."
"Then why did you. "his face cold.
"I don't know." Her voice was trembling as she remembered the day.
She looked at the bag her fiancé had given her as a woman was doing her pedicure, Caroline clapped her hands as she walked into the room, "You guys are taking way too much time, I think we have four hours now. We have to the make-up and hair, and look you didn't even put a moisturizing mask on her." she said to one of the make-up artists.
"You boys get in here and take these pieces back to the upstairs room." She ordered the helpers and sat by Elena, "Ugh I feel like it's my wedding."
Elena pursed her lips, "Me too."
"Well you're welcome." She snapped.
"Oh come on Caroline, you begged me for the job."
Caroline huffed as she got up and left the room, Elena threw her head back, "Can't I skip this?"
"You want to?" a voice startled her. She looked up to see one of the man from the planner's agency had replied as he was packing shoes and putting them back into packaging.
"Yes." She said in a snarky tone for no reason, he turned around, Elena raised her brow, his face looked some little familiar, big spectacles, blonde hair, wearing a grey tux, "You're a princess, I am sure you can skip this."
"Oh I wish I were you." She said.
"Hmmm." He completely dis-regarded the lady who was doing her nails and sat on the next seat, "You can be you and run away."
"I don't know Damon Salvatore is a powerful man. He'll snap and destroy us all." She palmed her face.
"If he's so powerful why does he have to force you into this? I think he's plenty weak." He grinned, "Instead of pursuing you, he's shoving his personality down your throat, doesn't sound very courageous to me, sounds like a baby shouting for attention; thee is my wife because I am powerful?"
Elena chuckled, "It's easy to say that."
"It's easy to do when you really want it." He said with a reassuring smile.
"So I shouldn't marry him? That's what you are suggesting?"
"I am saying do what you want." He said in calm voice yet there was some anxiety in his voice, she bit her lip, "What about my father? What if Damon lashes out on Jeremy and my Dad?"
"If they cared about you they wouldn't put you up for grabs."
Before she could say anything Caroline burst in "Seriously guys can you please move the boxes now."
"You know, you do." He seethed, "You wouldn't do anything without thinking, that's what I know about you, it takes you fourteen minutes to decide on a dress of course you know."
She swallowed thick, "You have no right to know anything about this."
"Oh I know everything Elena, I've been with you for a longer time than Damon." He got closer again, "I know what you like, what you hate, what you love."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" she shouted at him trying to move but failed, he laughed as he clutched her ropes, "Don't be scared Elena, I knew you'd be scared the day you saw how much I love you, I know Damon was."
"What-What do you mean by that?" she churned her teeth, "What? You didn't hurt him right? Kol!"
"Oh shut up." He tapped her face.
(-HMHMHMHMHM-)
Enough of this bullshit, he needed to make sure this feeling in her heart was wrong, maybe he just missed her, no not maybe, but definitely it made things worse, why did she do this to him, broke him down brick by brick, he didn't even recognize himself anymore. Once he got back to the house, he frowned seeing the front door wide open, suddenly terror filled him and he sprinted to the place, "ELENA." But that sinking feeling.
One room the other.
Bags half-unpacked. Everything she owned was right there. She couldn't leave like this, but right now he just wished she had gotten super angry and left and not the alternative.
"Gabriel!" he shouted as he ran back to the rooms situated at the back of the house.
"Capo." The man was shivering from the impact of his voice. "Is something wrong."
Damon grabbed him by the collar, gritted teeth, "Where is my wife?"
"She was inside, I asked she said she would leave at six."
"She's not in there Gabriel." He said in a dangerously twisted voice, "this couldn't be it Gabriel , Elena would never leave this way, now I know only a few people know of this place, so don't make me use my gun and tell me what do you have to do with this."
The man turned cold and blue, shaking his head, "Capo I did nothing, I swear, I'd never be disloyal to you."
"Gabriel if you don't tell me where she is, I'll kill you anyway." He dragged the man back to the house and threw him down on the carpet, "Fine, I know just how to make you talk."
"Capo please." He cried.
Damon unlocked one of the luggage bags and tore into the base of the bag with his pocket knife, taking out his gun, "This should do it."
"Capo. Please Capo."
"You can't run Gabriel, tell me where the fuck Elena is." He threatened as he pointed it to his face, then moved forward, gripping his mouth and pushing the gun in it, "Fine since you like to be all zipped up- we have reached a negotiation."
"Mmghh." His voice muffed, Damon raised a brow, "Was it something you have to confess?"
He man eagerly nodded, Damon took pulled out the gun, held the back of his head, pushing the gun against his temple, "Hmm go on."
"He said he would kill me if I didn't Capo, he had tricked his brother into coming here so you'd come after Klaus and be distracted with him, while he does whatever he has to do, but when he found out Signora was leaving tomorrow, he told me to just go and stay in the back."
"And you did? You didn't think for a second what I'd do to you Gabriel."
He shook his head, Crying, "Capo, I was forced to do whatever I did, I was helpless, he is insane for Signora he could have done anything."
"Well we might have something common after all." He said as he pulled the trigger and left his head, the man fell back, blood pouring out of his head, Damon huffed dusting his hands, Kol was here somewhere and he had Elena. He had the love of his life locked and it was probably the worst mistake of his life because he would end up because of it. Anything who thought of harming her would.
A/N:
Sorry guys short chapter. Thank you to all the reviewers and the readers, do you like the chapter? Next will be a big one if I get reviews about it heheheh. I was on relaxer pills so forgive any typos (I make a lot)