Chapter 9: What was going On?

"Uhm, Stefan, if you haven't noticed, I'm a bit busy right now?"
"That can wait." He told her, closing the door so that they had privacy.

Frowning, Elena crossed her arms as she watched him begin to pace back and forth across the room, creating a draft. Rubbing her arms, she frowned and let out a breath. What was going on? Rubbing her fingertips against the silk of her dress, she let out a sigh and shook her head as she heard Mrs Lockwood begin to call out their names.

"Look, I don't really have time for this right now, can we PLEASE do this later?"
"No, we have to do this now, right now," He turned to her, "It's about Damon."
"I'm sorry? You're holding me up to speak about your brother?"
"Elena, I'm only telling you this because I care...about you. He's bad news, REALLY bad news."

"Oh god," She laughed, "Are you kidding me!?"
"But-"
"NO! Damon and I are NONE of your concern, NONE."
"I'm trying to help you."
"You're no help to me, so if you don't mind-"

Lifting her dress slightly, she moved past him and towards the door as he took her arm in his hand, holding her in place. Taking a breath, she calmed herself down as she felt anger thriving up inside of her. Slowing turning to him, she shot him a glare.

"Let go of me."
"Elena."
"You have 5 seconds, now...let...go!"
"You can't be with him."
"Oh yeah, and why not? Because I THINK that I can do whatever the hell I like!"
"He will hurt you, he's wrong for you and you'll get hurt."
"And how do YOU know who's right for me?"
"Because I know you."
"Give me a second, let me just try to control my gag reflex," She tugged her arm away, "You do NOT know me."

The door opened as they both looked towards the sound and seen Bonnie standing in the doorway, a frown on her face as she looked between the two. Stefan frowned, brushing himself down as Elena swallowed, trying to calm herself.

"Everything okay in here?"
"Yes, Stefan was JUST leaving." She looked at Stefan, forcing a smile.
"No."
"You heard her, you were just leaving." Bonnie shot him a glare.

"Good luck Elena." Stefan looked at Elena, his word meaning more than one thing as he left the room.
"Are you okay honey?" Bonnie raised an eyebrow, biting her lip.
"Yeah, fine, just not the best way I wanted to start."
"Your up, everyone was getting worried, are you coming out?"
"Yeah, we better go, before I hold them up anymore."

Opening the door, Elena lifted her dress as she moved towards the top of the stairs, the earlier nerves returning harder than ever as the butterflies fluttered and banged against the sides of her stomach, making her woozy. Mrs Lockwood seen her and smiled in relief, looking back down to her note cards.

"Elena Gilbert, escorted by Damon Salvatore."

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and began descending the stairs as she looked at the crowd, her heart pounding into her throat. Looking around, her eyes connected with baby blue ones as she smiled slowly, the world around her now a blur. Getting to the bottom of the stairs, she took his arm that he offered and followed him across the room and through the door, outside.

"I can't breathe." The brunette whispered to him nervously.
"I'm here, okay? Just look at me, no one else matters, just look at me."

They joined the rest who were standing opposite each other, boys and girls on separate sides as they looked at each other. Elena looked at Damon, her heart pounding as she thought about everyone watching them. Her parents, Jenna, Jeremy and god, all of her class mates. No one knew who Damon was, no one knew they were together. To her, they were just Damon and Elena, two people meant to find each other, but what did she know? She was young and didn't know anything about the world, the universe. The music started as she stared up at him, knowing that this was it, no more fighting the truth, she was in this for real and the world was going to know about it.

Closing her eyes, Elena took deep breaths as the adrenaline rushed out of her body in one movement causing her body to relax and tingle over. Looking into the mirror, her cheeks were flushed, her lips open as heavy breaths left her body. She'd done it. She had danced with Damon in front of everybody, their touch showing so much more than just a dance, but what they were. She had yet, to face the phenomenon called her parents.

Brushing herself down, she glossed her lips, rubbing them together as she lifted her dress into her hands and walked out of the bathroom and into a crowd of people as they filled the room, endless amount of conversations taking place about anything and everything. Looking around, she bit down on her lip as she seen her parents and Jenna, her parents didn't look happy. Slowly walking through people, she made her way over to them.

"There you are! Honey, you were amazing!" Jenna shrieked, hugging her niece close to her as Elena giggled.
"Thank you Jenna, I was so nervous."
"You didn't seem it, you were really good."
"Yes, it was," Grayson began, trying to find the word as he frowned, "Why is Damon Salvatore your escort?"
"Why wouldn't he be?"

"Are you two involved?" Miranda questioned her daughter, her eyebrows furrowed.
"So what if we are?" Elena crossed her arms, licking her lips.
"The Salvatore's aren't good people, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be seeing him." Her dad told her.
"And I don't really care to be honest," She shrugged, "You both have your opinion, but mine matters more."

Elena nodded at them, smiling at Jenna as she walked into the crowd, looking around for the one who had her heart in thuds just seconds ago. Seeing the back of him, she walked quicker and placed her hand against his back gently as he turned around, a to die for grin on his face.

"Are you okay?" He raised an eyebrow, his thumb brushing against her jaw.
"Can we go to your place? I just wanna get away." She whispered, staring up at him.
"Then away we shall, come on." He kissed her softly, taking her hand as he led her off away from staring eyes.

The fire flickered as it began heating up the room, the cold being pushed out within seconds as Elena took the clip out of her hair, running her fingers through it, the brunette locks falling into a bunch of curls. Damon smiled as he looked her over and smiled. She had changed into a spare change of clothes, being her jean skirt and blouse with pumps. Walking over, he wrapped his arms around her as he kissed her forehead and smiled big, stroking his fingers through her hair.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered, stroking his fingers against her cheek as he felt her begin to blush.
"Thank you Damon...for today, for everything." Elena closed her eyes, leaning into him.
"You're welcome," He kissed the top of her head, "I have to make a call, I'll be right back, snoop or sit."

Grinning, he kissed her nose and walked into the kitchen as she breathed deeply, looking around. She walked into the corridor and seen the stairs, biting her lip. A little adventuring wouldn't hurt. Going up the corridor, she made her way up the stairs, until she got to the top of the landing and looked around. It was so big, so many rooms. Walking to the end of the hall, she bit her lip, slowly pushing one of the doors open as she stepped inside.

Looking around, she nodded slowly, a smile slipping onto her face as she knew it was Damon's room. A king size double bed sat in the middle of the room, cabinets at each side of it filled with all kind of books. He had a couple of wardrobes and a chair sitting against the wall. Stepping in further, she looked around, seeing the en suite and grinned. It was pretty spectacular.

She thought she better go back downstairs before Damon started looking for her. Turning on her heel, she went to walk out until something caught her attention from the corner of her eye. Slowly walking over towards her bed, she seen a picture laying on the bed and frowned. What could it be? Reaching the bed, she slowly lifted it and froze, her body still, her breath stopped as she stared down at the image in her hands.

Katherine Pierce (1864)

Gulping, fear shot through her body as she was practically staring into a mirror image of herself, the picture a bit more ancient than her. Dropping the photo, she held her hand to her chest.

What was going on?

A/N: Hey everyone, I hope you enjoyed! :D

Shauna

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