"What happened to you?" Jeremy laughed from the dinner table as he was greeted with the sight of Elena stumbling into the house drenched. Her hair was wild and damp from the rain; she felt a shiver go through her body but was unable to feel cold due to the numb feeling that had spread through her body after the kiss. What had she done? Without answering her brother, she ran in to her bedroom, throwing herself onto her bed. She screamed into her pillow in frustration thrashing at the pillow before rolling onto her back and staring at the ceiling. I have to break up with Matt she concluded, there was no way she could keep him in the dark any longer, and the guilt was eating her up. What had possessed her to kiss Damon she thought to herself, well technically he had kissed her but she hadn't exactly stopped him. She had become what she hated, a cheater. She made an impulsive decision in that moment, groaning as she pulled herself to her feet she drew out her phone and sent out a message before running herself a quick shower.
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"Hey," she said smiling nervously at Matt who had just opened the front door to his house. He pulled her closer for a kiss, and gave her an anxious, querying look when she firmly placed a hand on his chest to stop him. "We need to talk."
He let her go immediately and stepped aside to let her in. She settled herself on the couch opposite him, awkwardly fumbling with the pillows.
"Elena, what's going on?" his watched her, his eyes filled with concern, tightening the clenching feeling in the pit of her stomach. She had ruined everything.
"I kissed someone else," she forced the words out before she could change her mind. There was a moment of silence as she watched Matt's face change as he experienced a million different emotions right in front of her, his expression varied from confusion to rage to helplessness. Unable to even look at him in the eyes she lowered her gaze to her hands which she had knotted together awkwardly.
"Who?" he whispered, she could tell that it took a lot of effort to keep his voice calm.
"Nobody that you know, I just—I don't know why it happened. I don't know what to tell you," she mumbled lamely.
"You don't know why it happened? You're telling me that you threw away everything that you and I had for nothing?" he yelled, anger evident in his voice, Elena raised her gaze to meet his knowing she owed him at least an explanation, but she was incapable of providing him with one. He got up and paced around the room, pushing his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"Matt—" she got to her feet reaching out for him when he shoved her away and raised a singular hand to ward her off.
"Don't touch me— I can't even look at you right now," he snapped furiously, his eyes had glossed over with unshed tears.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered her voice trembling as a singular tear rolled down her cheek. She had never seen him so angry, this was Matt!
"Do you love him?"
"No!" she told him attempting to move towards him again but stopped in her tracks when he backed away from her.
"So then what, it was just a random kiss?" he asked narrowing his eyes at her. Elena squirmed slightly knowing that what had happened with Damon was anything but random. "You do love him, don't you?"
"I don't love him Matt, I swear," and she was telling the truth, I mean how could she? She didn't even know Damon well enough to love him. The kiss had been a mistake she told herself, a mistake she would regret for the rest of her life.
He breathed out in relief dragging his hands across his face, she hadn't realised that he had been holding his breath. "Then who was he?"
"It doesn't matter, you don't know him."
"You look at me in the eye right now Elena and tell me that the kiss meant nothing," his eyes were almost pleading, she knew what he wanted her to say, but to her horror she froze unable to get the words out. She opened her mouth before closing it again; telling him that the kiss meant nothing would be a lie she realised with a surprising thump in her chest. It had meant something, but she couldn't figure out exactly what it was; kissing Damon had been scary but exciting at the same time. Terrifying yet all-consuming and passionate, she'd never been kissed like that. She had never felt that way before.
His face hardened with sudden realisation, her silence had told him everything he had needed to know. "Get out."
"Matt—please let me explain!" she cried attempting to reach out for him as the tears welled up in his eyes.
He grabbed at her hands and pulled her closer to him. "Get out, and don't you come back. Do you understand me?" he whispered slowly his voice raw with emotion and pain before pushing her away. She stared at him momentarily, helpless before running out through the door into the cold night.
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