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It was almost midnight when Elena stumbled off her bar stool to go to the toilets, yeah, she was very tipsy, maybe even drunk. She couldn't decide, she hadn't been that drunk in a long time.

But hell, it was so much fun!

Elena was happy that she was wearing a skirt that night when she sat down on the toilet and stripped her panties down her legs to pee. "God, that was needed." she whispered to herself.

Once she was out of the cabin she looked into the mirror. She could barely see herself, everything was spinning. So she pulled her top straight over her skirt and walked back out.

The Mystic Grill had turned into one big party, there were colouring neon lights, dancing people and a yelling crowed of men by the bar. It was wonderful.

Elena made her way through the sweaty, dancing body of the party guests and stoped somewhere on the dance floor.

The bass was pumping through her body, it was all vibrating. And then Elena started to dance, swaying her hips to the sound of the music, it was awesome.

Tyler was sitting in the back of the Mystic Grill, and yes, he had noticed her. He didn't think she'd be such a great dancer, though. He had watched her quiet a while now.

I loved the view he had on Elena. Her sweaty, wet top cling onto her delicate frame, her skirt rolled slightly ups her slender thighs and her hips and ass swinging to the rhythm of the bass.

Elena's back was facing Tyler and he had enough of watching her, he remembered how good her soft skin felt and he was sure she had drunken too much, so he stood up.

Elena was now, totally lost in ecstasy, her whole body followed the music, but it didn't take long until she was interrupted by something. A touch.

Tyler took a strain of Elena's brown hair in his fingers and wrapped it around his index finger before tucking on it so Elena's head was forced back and he could whisper into her ear.

"Hey, beautiful. Face like an angles but hips like the devil himself, huh?" I muttered and Elena immediately knew who was talking to her and she was grossed out by the thought of him that near to her.

Tyler's hand made its way to the front of Elena's slender figure, he rested his hand on her lower stomach and presses her back against him, his chest. Elena struggled.

"Tyler let me go.." she breathed. "I don't wanna dance with you!"

Tyler let her go, struggle out of his arms. Shit. He had to go another way on her, this one won't work.

- Meanwhile in the Boarding House -

Stefan and Katherine were now sitting on the couch, she was how pained he was, so she choose to take him out.

"Okay, Mr-Grumpy. Let's get out of here!" Katherine said and stood up. Pulling on his arm.

"No.. I don't wanna go party." he mumbled but let her pull him up.

She sighed. "I know, you're sad and mad at yourself because you kicked Elena out. But I tell you to come with me now, I want you to.. and, Stefan, let's be real for a minute. I always get what I want and you know it!" Katherine laughed and Stefan nodded. "Fine." He growled and got off of the couch.

They got quickly dressed and went out. Stefan took his red Porsche. He loved this car so much.

- Back to the Grill -

Elena was free from Tyler's grip and turned around to face him, she ran a hand through her hair.

"You look exhausted, baby." Tyler said, looking at her. "C'mon, dance with me, like old times."

Elena laughed humourlessly, what did he think? She was maybe drunk, but not out of her mind.

"No." She said and wanted to turn on her heel, but Tyler hold her firmly in place.

"You're drunk and alone here, what do you have to loose?" Tyler asked, cocking an eyebrow at her.

He kinda was right, but no...

"Tyler, get away..." Elena mumbled, smiling to herself. "I won't dance with you."

Tyler bit the inside of his cheek. Why the fuck was this so hard? Why didn't she just start to dance again and let him have his fun with her body?

But he set on a polite smile and nodded at Elena, he was going to play the gentleman. "Fine, Elena. Can I, at least, spend you a drink?" he asked.

Elena narrows her eyes at him. "Why?"

"I don't know. Just for the fun." Tyler shrugs his shoulders and smiles.

And in that moment Elena rolled her eyes and then her eyes shifted and caught Katherine by the entrance, followed by Stefan. And her eyes widened.

Stefan's and Elena's eyes met in a second, she stared at him for.. It felt like more than a minute.. Before his eyes dropped and he turned his head away.

Tyler nudged Elena to get her attention back. "Soo...?" He asked and Stefan disappeared from Elena's view.

He still didn't want to talk to her, huh? Fine, so she was going to follow Mrs. Flowers advice of having fun.

She turned her head back to Tyler. "Fine, one drink and I want something to eat!" she said, self-confident.

"Yay, that's good. And yes, I'll get you something to eat, honey." Tyler said and took Elena's hand, he planted a kiss on her hand before leading her out of the crowd.

Of course this didn't stay unnoticed by Stefan. What was this Tyler guy doing? He watched them walking towards the kitchen of the Mystic Grill and they disappeared into it.

Stefan shifted uncomfortable on his seat, the throw a look over to Katherine, who was already busy with two boys. He sighed and looked back to the kitchen door, where did they go?

"Tyler, I don't think we're even allowed to be here..." Elena murmured, she looked nervously around in the kitchen and Tyler laughed, shaking his head. "Chill..." he whispered.

"No one will catch us. Believe me." he said with a knowingly smile.

Elena sighed and jumped slightly up to sit on a counter, God, she really needed food. "So, cook, Tyler.. What's on the menu?" she asked Tyler, smiling.

Tyler laughed and shuffled over to her. "Let's see..." he rested his hand on her knee and his other hand reached to undo the only button that was buttoned on his jacket.

Elena felt uncomfortable with his hand, so she pushed it off of her leg, but Tyler wouldn't give up that easy and this time his hand rested higher on her leg. He trailed it up her thigh until he caught the hem of her skirt.

And then he answered Elena's question about what's on the menu. "Maybe me?"

Stefan was tapping the table with his fingertips nervously. It had pass over ten minutes since Elena went away with Tyler and he was very uncomfortable by the thought of her being drunk, alone with him in a room where no one would hear her.

He leaned over the table to Katherine. "Ummm... Excuse me for a moment?" he asked and got a giggle and a nod back from her. Stefan really hopped Katherine wouldn't exaggerate it with the alcohol this time.

Elena struggled and shifted backwards, away from Tyler. "No, thanks." she laughed uncomfortably and shook her head at him. But his body only followed hers and he pushed his hips in between her legs.

"Shh, Elena." he whispered and his lips landed on Elena's neck.

No. She didn't want that, so she pushed against his chest again and again, he was too strong though.

She then felt his fingertips dangerously near to the button of her jeans skirt, she pushed against him, with all the force she could bring up in her panics before she heard a yelp from Tyler and his body flew away from hers.

Elena's eyes were closed, what the hell did just happen. Her hands were shaking.

"Elena? You okay?" Stefan's voice broke through. It was him, he had saved her.

Elena's eyes fluttered slowly open and she found him standing in front of her, his head was tilted to one side and he looked worried. He reached his hand out and rested it on Elena's cheek before taking her hand.

"Are you okay, honey?" He asked her again.

Elena looked up at him. And nodded her head slightly. "I think so, yeah, I'm fine." she answered him, putting on a reassuring smile in the hope that his concern vanishes.

"Are you hurt?" Stefan asked carefully. But Elena shook her head.

And suddenly there came a noise from the ground where Tyler was laying. "Ohh, you son of a bitch.." he groaned in pain. "Damn you!"

He was rubbing his cheek, Stefan really got him. And he deserved it.

Elena watched Stefan closely and the concern really had vanished, it turned into anger, and she had to do something about that. She didn't need him to go on Tyler, right now. She just wanted to get home.

But Stefan had planned something else. "Son of a bitch? Really?" He raised his eyebrows and turned his whole body towards Tyler, his strong arms crossed over his chest.

"Come here, asshole." Stefan grabbed Tyler from the ground and held him up by his collars.

Elena reacted quick. She shoved herself off of the counter and leaned against Stefan for support. "Take me home..." she murmured.

Stefan pressed his lips in a hard line at Tyler. Damn it. He wanted to beat the crap out of that stupid boy. How did he even dare to touch Elena like this?

But he couldn't because Elena needed him now and he'd be there for her. That was all that counted.

So Stefan dropped Tyler back to the ground and wrapped his arms around Elena, gently. "Okay." he whispered in her ear. "I'll bring you home."

He had missed her so much the last few days. It had been horrible, so painful. He didn't care what the hell she did with who. She was different now. She wasn't with Matt anymore, nor with Tyler that dick. No, she was his Elena now. His cute, little girl. And he'd watch out for her.

Elena nodded and leaned into his support, giving her whole body to him.

He swung her up and into his arms to carry her out and get a Taxi for them. They had to get home as soon as possible.

The Taxi drive didn't take much time so they were quickly arrived at the Boarding House. Stefan didn't want her to sleep alone tonight and she was still weak, so he just wanted to make sure that she had a good sleep this night.

Stefan kicked the door of the Boarding House open and walked up the stairs with Elena in his arms slowly.

Elena's hands were curled into fists and she had grabbed on Stefan's jacket, she was clinging onto it like hell. She felt so damaged and was still so happy that Stefan had saved her.

"I'll bring you to bed, is that okay with you?" Stefan asked quietly and kisses her forehead. Elena nodded and snuggled her head against his chest.

And so Stefan took her with him and laid her down to sleep.

Poor Elena. Don't blame Tyler, though. Blame me. ;)

~ Hero Stefan saved her. ;**

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