Chapter 5

SOOOOO sorry for holding out on you but I just started junior year and have been super busy.

Also, due to lack of response to my previous chapters I was kind of uninspired to write. So this is me trying to rekindle the flame that is this fanfiction. It would really help if I got some reviews ;P

"I'm sorry about what Jenna's been doing behind everyone's backs. I know it must have hurt you, you loving her and her doing the nasty and I just don't understand what you're going through-"

"Elena! What the HELL are you talking about?

Suddenly realizing that I had not filtered my words with my drunken mind all I manage to say is "oops."

Elena's POV

"Elena, wake up, you need to wake up" Damon said to me in a teasing tone. I smirked and take a deep breath trying to catch his sent. I slowly open my eyes when I realize that it doesn't smell like him, same expensive smell, but no spicy Damon originality. And this is what brings me into reality.

I gasp as I see green eyes smiling at me as his hands brush the hair from my face. Stefan.

"Finally, you have not been very responsive in your sleepy state."He says to me mockingly. I know it shouldn't hurt me but the iciness that I just barely detect in his voice stings me a little.

I try and sit up but suddenly the whole world decides to spin madly and I can't help but feel like a little girl on a roller coaster who is about to throw up.

Someone coughs in the doorway. As I look up I say Damon with an amused expression leaning against the doorframe. In one hand he holds a cup of something that smells volatile, in the other he holds a couple of aspirin.

I get out of bed cautiously. When I finally get the world to stand still I quickly make my way over to Damon grabbing the aspirin and the red smelly concoction and downing them both quickly.

Once they are both settled in my stomach and not threatening to reappear I look up at Damon and smile. "You are a gift from god."

I suddenly bulge me eyes out and have an internal freak out at the words I have just uttered. It was an accident, slip of the tongue, common expression. NO it was stupid, and said in a state of complete and utter hangover.

"I know." He replies in a cocky tone. He doesn't bother to do that sexy eye thing I try so hard to ignore because there is something in his eyes telling me that it's all an act. He doesn't actually know. His eyes tell him that he thinks I don't appreciate him. What a stupid old man.

He stand like that, me examining him, him examining me, until the substance that I had unquestioningly chugged earlier decides that it might actually want to make an appearance after all.

At this point I realize that I have been completely ignoring my boyfriend, who has obviously been watching the whole exchange very closely.

I know this much from the hurt expression he carries on his face. The same expression that so quickly disappears when I look back at him.

If there was one thing the brothers had in common it would be the ability to hide themselves from anyone but me.

I make my way down the stairs cautiously, a new sense of strength filling me and erasing all sense of nausea.

Damon has already sped ahead of me and has begun preparing my favorite breakfast: Grilled cheese with tomato.

I sit down at the island with Stefan right beside me and lay my head on his shoulder. And just then a light bulb goes off in my head.

"Damon, what the hell was in the red thing u gave me to drink" He turns to me with a shy look on his face, not one I was previously familiar with. He eyes Stefan and then his face becomes teasing.

"Don't worry your pretty little heads about it." On a day where I don't have a major hangover I will be sure to press him on that subject. For now, I file it away in my mental Yell-At-Damon folder.

I groan when someone very persistent decides to pay the house a visit. I slowly get up and make my way to the door.

I open it to find Ric on the other side, fuming, did I mention that he is fuming?

He pushes past me and into the kitchen where he knows the Salvatore's are residing currently. My grilled cheese is sitting on a plate in front of Damon. "I'm going to guess he knows." I say.

"You really were drunk last night; you don't remember that slight slip of the tongue when you decided to answer MY phone?"

"Oops."

"Yeh that's what you said last night" Ric chimes in. "Where is she?" He seems too put together for a person who just found out his girlfriend has been having a very illegal affair on him.

"Asleep" Stefan answers before I get the chance. "Alone."

I fight the urge to roll my eyes at Stefan and simply leave to get ready for the day.

"Caroline slow down, some of us are hung-over still!"

"You're not hung over silly!"

"Yes Caroline I am, I drank A LOT last night!"

"I know that silly, but you are allll healed up now. I can smell it on you! Now you're just a slow human who is going to have a very crappy junior prom dress if we don't hurry!"

I didn't get a chance to ask what the hell she meant as she dragged me into the next store to try on some more dresses.

"EKKKK! That one is perfect!" Caroline squealed as I came out in a beautiful dress. It was a striking dress, that normally I would never try on. It was a very risky and sexy dress. To start with it is red, not a dark red, but a showy -look at me -blood kind of red. To go past that, there was practically no back to it. It swooped down to my butt in a embroidered "v" accentuating my butt perfectly. The back itself had an embroidered "x" across it. The front had an embroidered high waist and showed little glimpses of my side skin. The whole thing was made of fabulous-to the –touch silk.

"It is sooo beautiful Caroline but isn't it a bit much?"

"NO! It's fabulous! The boys are going to die!"

I stood there looking in the mirror and contemplating "the boys". I knew that I should have been thinking about how Stefan would react to the dress but all I kept thinking was how Damon's eyes would twinkle with sexual hunger. It was wrong in so many ways but this idea, the idea of Damon wanting to devour me, it sent exciting chills down my spine.

I turned to the sales girl and said, "I'll take it."

Hopefully that will pull you guys over for the time ive left you waiting. Hopefully I'll have the next part up by the end of this week.

And I leave you with this: What was in the stuff Damon gave Elena for her hang over?

Elena's dress link: .?level=album&id=109&cid=4

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