Title: Mates
Author: Mrs. Elena Salvatore
Genre: Romance, Humor?
Rating: possible M
Words: 1,886
Summary: For his people, mating can either be a curse or a gift. For him, it's both.
Author's Note: HEY GUYS! DID YOU GUYS WATCH THE NEW EPISODE? OH MY GOD! AJKDHAKJDS AND NEXT EP I HEARD THERE WILL BE SOME DELENA YUMMY SCENES! ARE YOU GUYS EXCITED? Btw, I'm so sorry for being late in updating, I'm just caught up with my volunteering and the part of hell called "school". I just hope that this will be satisfying enough for you guys! I hope you guys enjoy! And I decided that it will be a medium burn for Delena, I still am collecting votes on who Stefan's mate should be. Adios!
Elena
Tuesday 8:00 AM
"AHHHH! YOU LITTLE BRAT COME HERE!" I shouted early in the morning, I wonder how my neighbors still like me when everyday I act like a fucking banshee just to please my eight year old brother.
Every goddamn day, he'll wake me up by jumping on me at the morning. I need to buy something that'll protect my boobs or it'll be mashed by his little feet. But I love him anyways… He's the only guy that I have left in my family now. Our parents died three years ago from a car accident. I almost got arrested when I tried to kill the drunk driver. But I died that day too… The fun Elena was gone and replaced by a finally responsible and seriously introverted Elena who never opened up to anyone except to her old friends.
Responsibility with Jeremy, my little brother, comes with child demands. You know… Playdoh, goddamn Lego blocks injuring you in many ways possible, and playground. Thankfully, Aunt Jenna is here to help me with my little brother. I'm currently working for three part-time jobs right now, this summer and all. I'm currently employed at Matt's bar, my best friend and ex-boyfriend who are now dating Caroline Forbes – my other best friend. I work at the day-time at the public library and I also sometimes work as a Photographer. I like all of my three jobs, and they give decent money.
I know I don't need this too much work, but I'm earning for Jeremy's college fund. I need to give at least a decent future when I'm the only person he has left.
However, this week he has been bothering about adopting a dog. With his dopey puppy looks, and thatfreakingpout that he uses to me to get everything he wants, I fucking surrendered and adopted a black Labrador. He named it Ty. I don't know why but I kind of like the name. The only problem that I didn't think about before I adopted the dog was the necessities needed with it.
I needed a house for that dog.
It's almost 9 now and time for work. Thankfully, I finally succeeded in cornering Jeremy and forcing him to eat his breakfast. The boy was skinny, he needs more food! Good God what kind of sister am I? Anyways, Aunt Jenna is still sleeping but that's okay she'll wake up later with Jeremy jumping on her this time.
I quickly snatched the nearby phone from its receiver and dialed Bonnie's phone.
"Hello, Bonnie Bennett speaking. How can I help you?" she answered after the fifth ring.
"I need a dog house." I said.
"Is that your way of calling me a bitch or something?"
"No. Seriously I need one."
"Why…?"
"Uh… I adopted a dog?"
"Uh-Oh-Wow. I didn't peg you for a dog person." She said tentatively. She was clearly dumbfounded about me adopting a dog. I am not that heartless okay?
"I'm not but Jeremy is."
"Ah… Okay, I'll send in some guys and make them built and mini cute dog house just for you." She said.
"Thank you so much, Bon!" I replied gratefully.
As I hung up the phone, I reluctantly got ready for work. Knowing that Jeremy is on his way waking Jenna up, and she'll be there to look after Jer. I locked up the door and rode my beat up truck to the Grill. Thank God, I still have a car! I don't care if it's crappy, ancient but as long as I have something that'll bring me to all of my workplaces, I'm absolutely fine.
Caroline's probably opening her salon and organizing everything while Matt will be at the Grill looking for bartenders. At first, it was weird when the both of them started dating. Caroline would always be awkward around me, she thought that I would be mad at her for dating Matt. Hello? I dumped Matt because I just didn't … love him. He's my best friend, and brother, I felt nothing more than that.
After ten minutes of cursing at the traffic, I finally arrived at the bar. I hurriedly went in and was greeted by a good-looking guy with Andie.
Huh? It must be her boyfriend.
"Hey, Andie!" I greeted her.
Suddenly, I felt something in the pit of my stomach. The pull is so strong but I don't know what the hell is happening to me. I suddenly felt a burning pierce at the side of my face. It was coming from the blue-eyed stranger. MyGod, he's gorgeous… blue eyes, jet black hair, and amazing body!
NO ELENA! NO!
This is so weird!
I quickly composed myself and said, "Hi! I'm Elena, nice to meet you." while he kept staring at me with that intense expression. I silently shivered from the intensity of it.
"So… How long have you guys been dating?" I continued, trying to break the awkward silence when he didn't answer.
"We're not dating." He replied abruptly.
Is it possible to orgasm with just hearing ones voice? Shit is real.
"Elena!" I heard Matt coming from his office. I quickly sent my goodbyes to the nameless hottie and Andie. I walked to Matt's office, wondering what the hell his problem is.
"What's up Mattie?" I greeted him.
"That guy is our new bartender by the way. I'm warning you now… He's the type to fuck'em and leave'em." He warned me cautiously.
"Iknow,Matt."
"I'm serious, Elena."
Matt can be an over-protective bear sometimes, but most of the times I appreciate it. He's the only guy left that's looking out for me.
"I know." I sighed, "And I'm not ready for a relationship yet anyways. I have Jeremy and his new dog to worry about."
"Good to he- A what? Did you just say "his new dog"?" He asked incredulously.
"Ugh. I know. He used his puppy looks again."
He let out a booming laugh that can surely be heard outside his office.
"Oh please, if he asked you for a freaking playground set with that look, you'll probably give him a house instead." I retorted begrudgingly. Immediately, he stopped laughing, and then it was my turn to laugh.
Jeremy tends to have that effect on people. As I stepped out of his office, I immediately felt that burning pierce on the side of my face again. I knew who it was but I just don't know why. I stole a glance from where it's coming from and I saw him still staring at me intensely. He was sitting at the far corner of the bar, alone. As if in slow motion, he sipped his glass of bourbon. I saw how the alcohol travelled to the mouth of the glass to his lips and to his mouth; I saw his Adam's apples slowly bob up and down as he swallowed the alcohol. FUCK.
I was revved up out of my trance by a bystander asking for a waitress, which I'm one of. I blushed when I caught his glance, his lips lifting slightly at the corners looking like a smirk. Shit, he knows what I was thinking!
When I finished serving the couple that called me, I stole a glance to where blue-eyed stranger was and found nothing but thin air. I felt a momentary disappointment not knowing why. When I turned around, I was smashed by a hard wall. A wall? Wait… there wasn't a wall… I looked up and saw two blue eyes still staring at me intensely. He sweetly smiled at me, while catching me – more likely wrapping his arms around me waits in a very intimate way – before my ass hit the hard floor. I felt tingles from where he placed his arms.
I blushed ten shades of red as I heard him chuckle.
"I'm so sorry." I started to apologize… I'm still in his arms by the way.
"It's okay." He continued chuckling, "I'm Damon. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you my name awhile ago. Your beauty just overwhelmed me." He said.
Oh wow, that was freaking lame. Shit, this dude is all about the pick-up lines huh?
"Sorry. I'm not falling for your cheesy pick-up lines." I said as I passed by him. A hand shot up and grabbed my wrist. It was Damon no-last-name.
"Look, its true. I'm not kidding." He says, looking at me straight in the eyes. I could feel the blood rush to my core. I was getting aroused.
I looked at him for awhile and said,
"I have a son." I blurted out and ran to the bar.
I needed to stay away from him! He's danger for me! I vowed myself not to get into any relationship before Jer gets into high school! And that jerk will not ruin every plan that I have for me and Jer's life!
Wait... Did I just hear a growl from him?
Jesus, am I hallucinating or something? People cannot growl like that! Wait! I probably drank spoiled milk this morning; I should really check our food stock now. I am going insane!
From the corner of the bar, I could see Matt giving me an amused smile while raising his eyebrow. He must have heard my embarrassing declaration just to escape the danger zone Mr. Blue Eyes had created. I tried my best to ignore eye contact with Matt… I know he'll give me shit for this later, a lot of teasing there and there. He knows that I always use Jeremy as a reason or a lame excuse to shoo unwanted affections from other man. But I could feel that Mr. Blue Eyes seems to not care about it at all, I could still feel his burning stare on my face.
What is his problem?
As the night went by, I finally realized that Mr. Blue Eyes had left. I quietly breathed a sigh of relief. I hurriedly locked up the place having the urgency to go home and plant my face on my heavenly mattress. I always do this, since Matt needs to go home early for his sister who is currently at the hospital. Drug overuse, it makes me wonder how she is related to Matt. I don't hate her… I just don't like her that's all. I was almost done locking up. Fuck yes, mattress here I fucking come. As I was locking up the back door of the grill, I was roughly grabbed by the shoulders. I quickly prepared myself to scream but was interrupted by a huge hand, as if my attacker was reading my mind. As I was pushed to the wall I could smell the husky, spicy perfume of the owner that I had been thinking about for the past few hours.
"I want you nomatterwhat, Elena." He growled near my ear.
I could now feel the wetness between my thighs; I should not be getting aroused by that! I should be scared. I could feel his mouth plant open-mouthed wet kisses on my neck. I should be fucking kicking his nuts right now! But I found myself paralyzed as the pleasure racked through my body, coming from him.
Then suddenly, I felt something on my stomach… something hard, and big, and thick…
Shit just got real.
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