So here is the second chapter. I hope you guys like it. Have a nice time reading!
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Elena unlocked the door and entered her apartment. She switched the lights on and looked around the big living room. It was a very nice room. In fact Bonnie was the designer of the whole maisonette. Elena put her purse on the nearest table and went upstairs. She entered her room and looked at her bed. The box was still there.
"No, don't!" Elena said to herself but it was useless.
She sat on the bed and took the little box Bonnie was about to open a few hours ago. Tears started falling from her eyes as she opened it. There was a beautiful silver ring with a diamond on it inside the box. Suddenly a flashback hit her.
"Elena, I need to tell you something."
"Go ahead!" she smiled.
"Look, I received a letter from Yale and I'm going to study there."
"That... That's great!" she forced to look happy but the disappointment in her eyes was just obvious "But… that means you're going to be far away from here, from… me."
"Well, that's true. So, I guess you understand why I'm doing this." He got down on one knee "Will you marry me?"
"Look… I just… I can't."
"But-but… Why? Elena, I love you!" he was begging her.
"I love you too but…"
"Then what's the problem?" his cobalt blue eyes stared into hers.
"I just… I'm not ready for this yet. Hell, I'm eighteen!"
"I know!" he sounded desperate.
"Then what else did you expect me to do?" she was almost shouting at him.
"Well, I'm not going to force you to do something you don't want to." He said calmly but his voice was so full of disappointment that it was tearing her apart.
"I never said I didn't want to!"
"No, Elena! You didn't say it but you meant it." He said and turned his back to her.
"Damon, please!" she was crying.
"No, Elena. You've already made your decision." He threw the little black box at the ground.
Tears were streaming down Elena's face. She was so selfish back then – she wasn't happy about him. She was disappointed that he was going to be away. And when he proposed to her because he never wanted to leave her she said 'No'. It was her fault they split up. Not his, not college's – the entire fault was hers. Now she realized that she didn't have the right to miss him, she didn't deserve him. He was so kind and she practically spit at his face.
Suddenly her phone rang and took her out of her thoughts. She pulled it out of the pocket of her jacket and looked at the screen. It was her mom so she had no choice. Elena wiped away her tears and answered her phone.
"Hi, mom!" she tried to sound cheerful.
"Elena, honey! I was just calling to… Are you OK?" obviously Miranda had noticed the trembling in her daughter's voice.
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just a bit tired. So, what's up?"
"Well, I was calling to tell you that your father and I are going to be in New York tomorrow afternoon. So, if that's not a problem, of course, could you take us from the airport?"
"Of course, it's not a problem!"
"Well, I just… staying at you apartment for a week makes me feel bad enough because I'm afraid we might disturb you. Are you sure there is no problem for you doing all of this?"
"Mom! I told you there is no problem at all." She smiled with her calming smile even though she knew her mother couldn't see it "So, what time does your plane arrive?"
"Grayson, what time does our plane arrive on the airport?" Elena heard her mom asking her father.
"At 3 p.m." She heard her father's voice.
"So, I'll be there in 2:30 p.m. Just in case." Elena giggled.
"Well, thanks, 'Lena. See you tomorrow."
"See you, mom!" Elena said and hung up.
She wasn't crying anymore. She put the ring back in its place and put the big 'box of memories' in her closet. After doing that she took a long relaxing bath and then went to bed.
The alarm clock was ringing. Elena could barely open her eyes but that was enough to see that she was going to be late for work. She quickly got up and entered the bathroom. She took a shower and brushed her teeth. Then she opened her wardrobes. Elena didn't have much time so just picked the first thing she saw. In fact when she was all dressed-up she was looking really good. She was wearing a knee length dark blue skirt and a stylish white shirt. She was a tall woman but that didn't stop her wearing high-heels – in fact she just adored them. Before she went out she took her purse and put her jacket on. It was July but it was still a bit cold in the mornings.
She got to her car and drove to the Fashion Studio. Lucky her, Elena was only ten minutes late for the meeting for the discussion about the spring collection for the next year.
The meeting was all she had to do on Tuesday so at 1:30 p.m. she had some lunch and after that drove to the airport. She was just in time for meeting her parents.
"Elena, honey!" her mother said as she gave her a tight hug.
"Come here, princess!" Grayson said. Elena hugged her father.
"I'm not eight, dad!"
"You and Jenna might be fifty but you're still going to be my little princesses!"
"I know that!" Elena giggled "I missed you!"
"We missed you too, sweetheart! You and Jenna haven't been in Mystic Falls since my birthday, which was in May. And now is July!" Miranda moaned.
"Sorry for not being sentimental but… this flight was quite long and I really need some rest and definitely a cup of coffee." Grayson scoffed.
"Then why are we standing here? Let's get your cases in the car and go home" Elena laughed.
Grayson and Miranda were sitting on the couch and drinking coffee in Elena's living room.
"Elena, is everything upstairs fine?" Miranda asked.
"Yep" Elena shouted in answer.
She was downstairs in two minutes, carrying two dress bags.
"So, mom, this is your dress." She said as she opened one of the bags.
"Oh, Elena! It's beautiful! You shouldn't…" Miranda started.
"Yes, I should!" Elena smiled.
"And what's in the other bag?" her mom asked.
"Well…" Elena said as she opened the second dress bag "This will be the dress for the bridesmaids."
"You have overdone yourself!" Grayson said. And he was right. The dress was knee length, made of red silk and the design… it was incredible.
"Well, we have already seen everything except Jenna's dress." Miranda said.
"And that's going to be the big sensation!" Elena giggled "Jenna isn't showing it to anyone! If I wasn't the designer she wouldn't show it to me either!"
"So I guess we'll have to wait till Saturday." Miranda laughed.
"So, 'Lena… you have a boyfriend?" Grayson changed the subject.
"Nah…" Elena giggled.
"And why so?" her dad was curious.
"Well, after what happened with Damon… You remember Damon, right?" she said.
"How can I forget that son of a bitch…" Grayson said seriously.
"Grayson!" Miranda stopped him.
"Mom, it's fine! In fact he's coming to the wedding."
"Well, then I'm going to have the chance of kicking his ass!" Grayson scoffed.
"Grayson!"
"What? He broke my daughter's heart!"
"He didn't break my heart. I broke his. He proposed to me and I said 'No!'"
"He shouldn't have proposed to you. You were seventeen!" her dad kept arguing.
"Oh, look at the time! It's almost dinner. Elena, let's make something to eat!" Miranda said to change the subject. She didn't want her daughter to be hurt by the memory of Damon Salvatore. Of course Elena understood it immediately. If only her mom knew that she was already hurt... If only Miranda knew her daughter was crying the whole previous night... No, Elena said to herself, she doesn't know and she won't know, no one is going to know. She was going to be strong and she definitely wouldn't be crying. She sighed and started helping her mom with cooking.
So that was it. I know it's a bit lame and way shorter than the previous one but I promise the next one will be more interesting!
By the way thank you for the wonderful reviews I got for the first chapter!