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Chapter 4

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Elena finally woke up. After crying all night she was exhausted and she fell asleep rather quickly. Slowly she stood up and walked towards the bathroom. When she looked at her reflection in the mirror she stood still for a moment. She really looked like a rat, her father had been right.

She quickly took a shower, trying to forget about everything that was happening. She wanted to wash of all the bad thoughts and feel alive again. But when she came out the douche, she still felt the same.

Just when she was brushing her hair she heard her stomach growl. Right, she didn't eat a thing, today. Even if she had no appetite she still needed to eat. She didn't want to look even worse than she already did.

When she came downstairs, Damon was sitting on the couch, drinking some glass of Scotch. He was totally lost in his thoughts and didn't notice her appearance.

"Care to share the bottle?" she said bringing him back to earth. He smiled up at her before he poured another drink and gave it to her. Their finger touched just a second but it felt like her entire body was on fire. Even when she took a sip of her glass, she could still feel where he'd touched her. There was probably a very normal explanation for what just happened, just chemical reaction or something, she told herself not wanting to think something else. This was all just so unreal, it wasn't happening.

When she looked up she made a big mistake, it was pure lust that she could see in his eyes and it made her feel very uncomfortable. Her body wanted to touch him, get as close as human possible but her mind told her an entire different story. Having your body fighting your mind wasn't exactly enjoyable. She looked at her feet again, hoping he didn't notice her inner fight.

He must admit he was surprised when he saw her standing at first. He didn't thought she had it in her to talk to him again, certainly not after everything that happened today. But the electricity between them when he handed her the glass, it definitely shocked him. He knew he had some influence on her but he didn't know his own body acted that way when he touched her. It was really something he had to try again, just to be sure. Would it always be that way? Or was it just a coincidence.

He quickly poured himself another drink, he deserved it after everything he'd go through today. John wasn't exactly the most understanding person in the world. Elena would be much happier if she'd stay home for just another day. It would be hard enough to adjust to her new environment.

"Are you hungry?" he asked after a while, breaking the rather uncomfortable silence.

"Maybe a little," she admitted. Not eating wouldn't help her so it wouldn't hurt to eat a bit. It was not like she needed to lose some weight, she was thin enough already. Her life wasn't exactly easy and she already lost a lot of weight when she was younger. For a while the school nurse even thought that she was having anorexia but of course that wasn't true. Still, it made her realize she needed to look out a bit and eat enough during the day even if she had no appetite at all.

"Good. I'll make you something," he said plainly before leaving her all alone again. She took another sip of her glass and sat down into the couch, still lazy. After a rough night like the former one she could use some extra rest, even if she just slept for hours. Faster than she thought her glass was empty and she refilled it. It didn't take her long before she got a tipsy feeling, she couldn't deny it was a nice and peaceful feeling. Not caring about how screwed up she looked she poured herself another drink, and another.

By the time Damon walked in again, only a few minutes later, Elena was already wasted and she was giggling the entire time. The only thing she could really see were stars and some pink elephants.

"Oh no, don't tell me you just drunk the entire bottle? God Elena, it's empty," he said slightly mad when he picked it up. "Why did you need to get wasted?" he asked her serious.

She just laughed at him, "Because…I'm gonna marry…you!" she hissed, trying to make a sentence. She did a pretty good job cause she could see the furious look in his eyes.

"So that's a reason to get drunk like that? Come on, Elena," he said while helping her sitting upright again. "You look like hell, it's time for a shower."

"I've…already showered only…an hour ago," she whimpered not entirely clear. Her head was spinning around and she wanted to lay down for a second.

"No, no," Damon said when he saw she was trying to sit down again. He quickly took her into his arms and brought her back to bed. Even before he made it to her room, she was already snoring. Okay, she could first sleep a bit and take a shower afterwards, he thought to himself. He must admit she looked kinda cute when she was asleep.

Relieved he laid her down onto the bed. He didn't know what to do anymore. He thought he was doing the right thing when he suggested to make some food but when he came in again he knew he'd make a big mistake. Why did she need to get wasted like that? Was she really that depressed about the fact that she needed to marry him?

It didn't matter, she just had to. Though it would be easier if she just tried to accept it instead of getting drunk. Damn it, she drunk his entire bottle Scotch, his favorite one. Couldn't she just drink something else?

Trying to forget what just happened he walked downstairs again. When she'd slept out of her drunkenness, she would come downstairs herself. If she wanted him to leave her alone, he would happily apply cause this way it was only worse.

With a mayor headache Elena woke up again, immediately regretting the amount of alcohol she'd drunk. How could she be so irresponsible? Geez, she was eighteen and still didn't know how much she could drink before getting wasted.

How did she actually get into bed? She'd drunk the entire bottle and then…then what? Oh right, Damon walked in and he didn't look really happy with her behavior. He'd probably carried her upstairs. She must admit it was kinda friendly of him. He didn't need to bring her upstairs, he could've just let her sleep on the couch or wherever she was lying with her drunk ass. Stupid woman, she thought to herself. Couldn't she act normal anymore? What kind of person got drunk the day before her wedding? Even if she didn't want to marry him, it was kinda respect less to act this way. Maybe she should apologize.

Just when she was trying to sit up, he walked in. For a second she thought she could see relieve in his eyes but it disappeared so soon that she wasn't sure anymore if she'd really seen it.

"Cinderella's finally awake? It was about time," he said cocky but his eyes were telling an entire different kind of story. He was mad at her and she definitely deserved it.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, not entirely sure if he'd heard her but when she looked up she could see there was a much softer expression on his face. So he did hear her.

"I brought you some aspirin," he said without directly looking at her. He dropped it on the bedside table and walked away again. "If you're hungry? There's food in the kitchen." And then he was gone. He was so cold towards her, for the first time actually. He must be really disappointed but she couldn't deny he had all the reason to be. Her attitude wasn't what it should be.

She took the aspirin and run downstairs again, hoping she would see Damon. But the ground floor was completely dead. He must be asleep already. She was surprised by the wave of disappointment that went through her body. Did she really expect he would stay awake for her? Maybe it was better this way, no one to argue with. She could be completely calm.

Still very hungry she turned towards the fridge and opened it. She was shocked with what she found. He'd really made food, not just a bit but an entire mountain of all delicious kinds of food. She could even find some of her favorites. Now she was certainly ashamed of her behavior, he did everything to change her mood and she just got drunk. Not to mention the way she yelled at him. Of course he was mad at her, he had all the reasons to be.

Her appetite was lost again but she decided that her stomach could use some food if she wanted to look a bit healthy on her wedding day. Her wedding day, she couldn't believe it was actually happening. Everything went so fast, she didn't even have time to blink.

Early in the morning she would be a married woman, she would be Damon's wife. A small thrill went through her body, she couldn't deny he wasn't the worst person in the world, but she wouldn't admit it either, not in front of him. At first, it seemed like her life was over but all of a sudden, the thought was disappearing. Her father wanted this for her, so she knew what she had to do.

After she ate some food she went upstairs again to take a decent shower, you could still smell the sent alcohol on her. She was disgusted with herself, normally she never used such alcohol amount. She was really going out of her mind!

When she looked at the time it was almost midnight. What time was the ceremony actually? And what did she need to wear? There were still so many questions and no answers cause Damon was asleep. Instead of using her time on a useful manner she just drunk a bottle of Scotch. She must say, it was Scotch of a very good quality cause it tasted delicious. It probably did cost a lot and she just drunk it all in one night. She started feeling guilty again.

What was she thinking? She kept asking herself the same questions but a real answer didn't come. Okay, she was totally out of her mind cause she needed to marry a man against her own will. But that wasn't a thorough reason to get wasted like she did. After a while she just blamed herself, it was all her own fault, she didn't need to say it was someone else cause she was the one that drunk that bottle and no one else.

It took her a while before she fell asleep again. She rolled from side to side in the soft king size bed but couldn't stop thinking about everything that happened. Eventually she fell asleep with Damon's face in her mind. Tomorrow she was gonna be his wife and for the first time, she wasn't disgusted with the thought. The only thing she was still disgusted about was her own behavior the past day.

She wasn't a crazy person, she was a loyal and friendly girl. She treated people with respect and helped them when they needed her.

The sooner she accepted her new life, the easier it would get.

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I hope you liked the chapter. I just felt like Elena needed to freak out some more before she would decide she just needed to accept her situation.

Next chapter will be longer than the former ones and I'm sure you like that one too. They'll finally marry.

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Happy International Woman's day! (I actually completely forgot about it) Cause what would men do without us?