Letters To My Ex- Jerk
Chapter 9- Oh great, Elena Drama
A/N: Hello everyone! I'm glad you all liked Delena breaking up lol… after reading your reviews, I decided to follow a different plot line than I'd planned out before, and for those of you who wondered, Stefan and Bonnie will be getting together soon and Caroline will become a main character in the story. Just be a little patient :D
Oh and Elena is way OOC in this chapter, just a warning!
Enjoy this and I thank all of you who reviewed!
Lily xx
I woke up the next morning, a smug smile on my face. It was wrong, but I was deliriously happy that Damon and Elena had broken up, no matter how sad Elena was. It was selfish of me to admit it, but it was the total and utter truth. I jumped out of bed, hurrying to the bathroom to wash up.
I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt happy today and usually when I felt happy, I looked good. My hair was extra soft and shiny and my green eyes were sparkling against my light caramel colored skin. I splashed my face with some cool water, feeling refreshed as I did my morning routine.
I hurried out of the bathroom, softly wiping my face with a towel, and dumping it on my bed, before walking over to the wardrobe and pulling out a light green V-neck sweater, a pair of light blue jeans and some black sneakers. I ran a hand through my hair, making it extra wavy and added some black eyeliner, clear lip gloss and a black scarf to my ensemble.
I walked out of my room with my bag and notebooks feeling ready for my day at the university. It was rare when I felt such a burst of energy, and I was going to no doubt take advantage of the good feeling. I noticed that Elena's room door was slammed shut, and I could hear the sound of weeping inside.
I sighed, knocking lightly on the door. "Elena?" I asked, in my most placid voice.
There was no reply, just more crying and sniffing.
"Elena?" I repeated, louder.
"What is it?" Her voice demanded, shaking from inside.
"Are you okay?"
"Go AWAY, Bonnie, I mean it, Leave me alone!" She yelled, her voice breaking on practically every word; she then broke off into sniffles and more crying.
"Elena," I tried the doorknob, feeling a little guilty, but it was locked. "Are you mad at me?"
"Why on earth would I be mad at you, Bonnie?" Her voice was icy and sarcastic; nothing like the usually cheerful excited voice she used.
"Elena, I'm sorry about not telling you," I called through the door, feeling the need to apologize and explain myself even though I didn't need to; it was my private life- I didn't need to share every single detail with my roommate even if she was supposed to be my best friend.
"Save it for someone who cares," She spat back, and I heard the ruffle of covers and then a chair being slammed against the door.
I raised an eyebrow at her strange behavior. I looked down at my watch; if I didn't leave now I was going to be late for my first class. "Elena, I have to go," I told her, in a loud voice.
She didn't reply; I just heard an angry hiss and a burst of tears. I sighed, and turned away from the door, and towards the kitchen. I opened the fridge and pulled out an energy bar and a bottle of strawberry milk, then I grabbed my house keys, locked the door behind me, and headed out to catch the subway.
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By the time my free period between Criminal Justice and Laws of The Union, my guilt towards hurting Elena had turned into anger. She had no right to talk to me that way, and to make me feel bad for no reason. She didn't tell me every single thing about her life, so why should I have to? Especially if it was something before I'd actually met her. I didn't actually lie to her; she was overreacting. This was the first time I'd seen Elena as such a drama queen and I didn't like it. I didn't know about this aspect of her personality, which was strange because I thought I'd gotten to know her like the back of my hand. Guess not.
I walked through the busy cafeteria area, picking up a chicken sandwich and some apple juice, and then heading for the outer area. Maybe there was someone I knew that I could hang out with. I noted a girl I'd seen before I'd seen in the gym, and I briefly remembered seeing her in a Journalism class I'd been taking as a minor. She was blonde with blue eyes and she always had a smile on her face. She looked like she was writing something, but I walked over to her anyway; I needed some optimism- Elena had put my supply on low.
"Hey," I cried, pasting a big smile on my face.
The blonde girl looked up, "Oh hi! You are in my Journalism class. I take it as a minor, you see," She explained cheerfully.
"I'm Bonnie," I introduced myself, holding out my hand and placing my food in the other hand.
She took it, "And I'm Caroline," She replied, and offered me the seat in front of her.
I sat down, "So what's up? What are you doing?" I gestured towards a stack of flyers she was writing on.
"Umm, this? I'm kind of advertising something. I need a new roommate; my other turned total psycho on me and I had to get rid of her," Caroline's eyes widened, as if I would know what that meant.
I nodded, "That must have been un-cool," I responded, as I took a big sip of apple juice. I noticed that Caroline had a strange plate of something in front of her.
Caroline smiled, "It was," She agreed. She noticed me looking down at her plate and held it out towards me.
"Falafel?" She asked, gingerly. She took one and popped it in her mouth.
I shook my head, "I think I'll pass," I replied, not wanting to offend her but not actually wanting to try her weird food.
"I'm a vegetarian you see," Caroline put in, when none of us said anything.
"That must have been hard at first. I can't live without burgers, you know," I joked with her.
She laughed, her blue eyes lighting up, "I didn't really eat meat before I turned veggie because I'm watching my figure and all that, so it wasn't really that hard," She explained.
"Hmmm," I noted, taking a big bite of chicken sandwich.
"Yeah, so anyway, do you know of anyone who needs a roommate?" She asked, running a hand through her wavy blonde hair.
I shook my head, "I'm sorry, I don't. If you want, you could give me a flyer and I could help you 'advertise'," I put my fingers up in quotation marks and she smiled.
Her blue eyes lit up, "Really? You would do that for me?" She asked, surprised.
I nodded, "Well sure," I said, and she placed in my hand a couple of flyers.
"Thank you, Bonnie, you're awesome," She exclaimed, before checking her watch, "I'm sorry, but I have class in 5 minutes and I want to hang some of these up," She jumped up, throwing the last of the falafel in her mouth.
"Okay, what's your major?" I asked curiously, fingering the flyer.
"Social Science," She said, before giving me a little wave and running off.
I looked at the flyer that was down in my hands as I finished the rest of my food.
Caroline Forbes, Social Science major looking for a roommate.
Then there were details of her address, phone number and email. I put the flyer down and stood up, walking in the direction of my next class; Laws of The Union.
I wondered if I could go room with Caroline; I was sick of Elena's petty behavior. I slipped the flyer into my purse, and decided to think about it later. Maybe it would be a good idea; I didn't want to live with the guilt of wrecking Elena's relationship with the ex-jerk forever.
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I walked to Thriftway after class, knowing I needed to pick up some supplies for dinner. I got some potatoes, vegetables, mozzarella cheese and gravy, intending to make Elena's favorite food; Sheppard's Pie. I was thinking about the rooming with Caroline thing, but that didn't mean I had to leave my relationship with Elena in ruins forever. I had to at least try to be friends with her again; I owed our friendship at least that much.
I opened the door with the key, not expecting what to find on my return. It certainly wasn't Elena dressed up to the nines, shaving her legs. I closed the door behind me, and placed the groceries in the kitchen, before heading towards her.
"So you feel better, huh?" I asked her, leaning on the couch and dumping my bag on the coffee table.
Elena ignored me; it was as if I hadn't even spoken, and though it angered me to admit it, it sent a set of chills towards me.
"Hello?" I waved my hand in front of her face, but she just looked away, putting away the razors and then standing up, and limping over to her room. She slammed the door behind her, and I sighed, walking over to the kitchen as I started to prepare lunch.
It took a while for me to finish cooking, and place the Sheppard's Pie in the oven to bake. I wiped the sweat off my forehead, leaned against the counter for a few seconds, before I went over to Elena's room. I knocked on the door, but got no reply though I could hear her using the blow dryer inside.
"I made Sheppard's Pie," I called, using the voice a mother would try to convince her child with. I still got no reply.
I growled, getting angrier by the second, and stalked into my room, flinging my shoes onto the floor and sliding on my slippers instead. I put my head in my hands, aggravated at Elena's childish behavior. She was acting like we were in the fifth grade again or something. It was unbelievable. I changed quickly into some black knee length shorts, a beige halter top and I tied my hair back before starting back out into the kitchen to check on Lunch.
I pulled out the amazing smelling pie from the oven and placed it on the dining table. "Elena, Lunch is served," I called loudly. Her door surprisingly opened and she came out in a tiny purple dress with a pencil skirt, a black purse and some purple stiletto heels. Her hair was perfectly coiffed; straightened and perfectly styled and with a few purple hair slides in them.
I spooned out some pie onto a plate and took it over to where she was standing. Her expression was cool, and she looked down onto the plate like it was something disgusting. I offered it to her, but she just folded her arms across her chest, staring ahead for a few seconds before walking towards the coffee table, picking up her cell phone and slipping it into her purse.
"Elena, you are being very childish," I informed her.
She didn't reply; she just turned on her heel, tossed her hair over her shoulder and left the apartment without a single word. My hands balled into fists and I had to control myself from throwing the plate with her food onto the floor; just because I would be the one to clean it.
I sat down with a resigned sigh, and started to eat. I noticed that my bag was still on the chair where I'd thrown it earlier, and I saw Caroline's yellow flyer peeking out of it. I neared it, and pulled it out, looking at it as I ate. I was done in about 10 minutes, and I placed some foil over the rest of the pie in case Elena wanted some when she came back, then I washed my plate and hung it up to dry.
I walked back over to my bag, and grabbed from it the flyer, heading over to the phone. I knew I was overreacting about Elena's behavior, but honestly, even before she'd started acting that way, I'd considered moving out; not just because of the Damon thing but because she had some major character flaws that bothered me. I dialed Caroline's number and waited a second before she picked up.
"Hello," Her voice was cheerful.
"Hey, Caroline, it's Bonnie. I'm calling about the roommate thing," I spoke into the phone, keeping my tone level.
"Did you find someone already?" Her voice was excited.
"Yes, me," I muttered, and she screamed on the other side.
"Really, Bonnie?" She asked.
I nodded, "Really, really. When can I come to look at the apartment?" I asked.
"Well, I'm free now," Caroline said, hopefully.
"Okay, I'll be right over," She repeated the address and I nodded, even though it was already on the flyer. I hung up and hurried into my room to get dressed.
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"And this is the room you'll be staying in," Caroline explained, a while later at her apartment. The apartment turned out to be only a few blocks from Elena and mine, and even closer to the University so that was a good asset. It was way bigger than Elena and mines' and the price of renting it was way lower, so it was all good. My parents had already given me the rent money for the next couple of years, plus some additional spending money, so everything was okay.
I looked around the room. It was wider than my other one; with a bed, wardrobe, a TV and even a computer in the side though I already had my laptop. A phone was hooked up to the side of the wall, and pretty much everything looked ready for use. "I love it, Caroline,"
"So you'll be my roomie?" Her blue eyes were wide and excited.
"Yes, I think so," I muttered, and she squealed and jumped to give me a big hug. I hugged her back, excitedly- she radiated happiness and bounce. It was refreshing.
"So when will you bring your stuff?" She asked, eagerly, once we were done hugging.
"Erm, probably tomorrow after University, is that okay?" I asked of her.
Caroline nodded, "Yeah, its fine. You can have the key from now," She reached into her pocket and handed me a key.
I smiled, "Thanks," I replied, before Caroline dragged me into the kitchen for coffee.
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A few hours later, I was sitting back in my room, reading the chapters we'd taken today in Criminal Justice class, and I felt rather good. I'd already packed up most of my stuff for the move- only a few things were left in the room- I'd pack them up tomorrow morning. I was happy about moving, but I was scared as to what Elena's reaction would be, no matter how badly she was treating me now. I still cared about her and her feelings.
I heard the door slam outside and then some footsteps so I knew that Elena was back from wherever she was. Then I heard someone collapse into a chair and that was when the sniveling started, which turned to crying. What had happened now? I jumped up automatically from bed and ran outside to her; the need to comfort her was natural.
I felt a sick feeling in my stomach as I noted her on the couch, her knees hugged to her chest, stilettos tossed onto the ground. Her eyes were wet from crying and her eyeliner was dripping down her face, and she was holding Caroline's flyer in her hand.
"Are you okay?" I asked, though I knew the answer. I bit my lip; I hadn't meant for her to find out that way about it. I hadn't realized I'd left the flyer lying around.
She held up the yellow flyer in front of my face, "Is this true, Bonnie? Are you moving out?" The look on her face was pained and I wanted to hug her but I wasn't sure of what she'd react to.
I gulped, and nodded. "Elena, we've been going through a hard time, what with Damon and everything, and I think the best way for us to stay friends is if I move out," I explained, in almost a whisper.
"I cannot believe this," Elena's expression changed then, and it became icy.
"What?"
"I can't believe you'd do that all because of Damon." She hissed again, her eyes flashing.
I put my hand on her shoulder, but she pushed me away, "What are you talking about?"
"Oh don't play little miss innocent," She got up, flyer still in her hands. "You're jealous of what I had with Damon and then you thought that I was going out to meet him today again, so you decided to move out because you can't bear seeing us together, you deceitful, acting, lying bitch," Every word came like a blow to me.
I gasped, "You can't think that. You're the one who's been ignoring me like a freaking 10 year old all day, even after I spent hours in the kitchen making you your favorite meal, and then you go out, ignoring me again and not even telling me where you want," My anger was on fire now, and I stood up to face her.
Elena narrowed her eyes at me, "You're not my mother, Bonnie. I don't need to tell you everything," She spat out at me, her brown eyes flashing.
"Oh my gosh, you're such a hypocrite. How come you don't have to tell me everything and I have to tell you every freaking little thing about my history like the Damon thing!" I shouted out.
"Don't mention Damon. You were so jealous of our relationship you invited Katherine and messed it up," She accused, her free hand balling up as if she was trying to control the want to punch me.
"I thought you were my best friend; a real best friend wouldn't say that, Elena," I reminded her, taking a deep breath to vent my anger.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up! Stop trying to make me feel guilty; it's your fault," She yelled, putting her hands up to her ears and singing like a small child 'nananananananaa'.
I rolled my eyes, "I don't have to tell you every little thing, Elena. I didn't lie to you," I repeated.
"Save it," She shouted, removing her hands but putting her hands on her hips. "You know what Bonnie? I'm sick of putting up with your mood swings," She accused.
"My mood swings? I don't have any," I replied, narrowing my eyes at her.
"Yeah right, so anyway, I'm going to spend the night with Aimee; at least she shows me some respect and treats me like a friend," Elena huffed, before hurrying into her room for a second and grabbing her bag.
I rolled my eyes at her, "Have fun," I said, sarcastically.
Elena frowned at me, before coming to stand in front of me, "Oh and you have fun with your new roommate; I've heard Caroline Forbes is such a ditz and an airhead that everyone tries not to be around her," She scoffed and I wanted to punch her for insulting Caroline, my new friend.
"She's nice; which is something I thought you were," I hissed, before she threw the flyer at me and stormed out of the door. I locked the door behind her, pissed off at her attitude and tossed the flyer into the trash; I didn't need it anyway- I was already moving in.
I started packing up the rest of my stuff, leaving the reading to a later time. I took out my fury towards Elena on the packing and then I cleaned up my room quickly. I was changed in my pajamas; an oversized gray shirt and some white shorts, and ready to finish up my required reading when the door bell rang. I trudged over to the door, hoping it wasn't Elena back for more fighting. I didn't think I could restrain myself from punching at her.
But when I opened the door, huffing and my arms folded across my chest, it was Damon who stood there, looking handsome and his hair a little wet as if he'd just taken a shower, or maybe it was because he was using gel. Nonetheless, he looked great.
"Hey," He said his face devoid of any expression.
"Hi," I replied, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to pick up my stuff," Damon replied, and I let him by reluctantly, closing the door firmly behind him.
A/N: And that ends Chapter 9! It's an awful place to end a chapter, but I want the talk to be in the next chapter! Damon is finally going to come clean to Bonnie, but will she tell him how she feels?
REVIEW and you shall find out sooner :P
Oh and if any of you are into Bonnie/Jeremy, check out my multi chaptered Beremy 'I'm only me when I'm with you'- it has hardly any readers soo please!
Lily x
Damon: Oh, come on… you can't just leave it like that…
HersheyLover101 [Chey]: Actually she can, she's the author.
Damon: Who are you and how did you get here?
Chey: Oh, I'm your worst nightmare *smirks*
Damon: arrogant? *confused*
Chey: Yeah, you could call it that.
Damon: Where's Lily?
Chey: I don't know. Actually, I do, aren't you the douchebag who locked her outside her room? *raises eyebrow*
Damon: *sputters* I thought she'd find a way back in… *winks at her* Well, all the same.. more alone time with Miss Sass.
Chey: Is that supposed to be me? *narrows eyes*
Damon: *gulps, a little scared at her expression* Yes…
Chey: Are you retarded? Like seriously, are you mentally ill? (That was Chey's idea:P)
Damon: *shakes head* No, Chey…. Don't hurt me…
Chey: *smirks* Are you afraid of me?
Damon: N-no…
Chey: Fine, go let Lily in!
Damon: Okay, I will… *hurries over to door and escapes, but Lily comes in*
Lily: Chey, thank you!
Chey: *laughs* it's okay… Where is Damon?
Lily: *confused* he let me in and ran away… Did you do something to him?
Chey: *innocently* No…
Lily: Oh well, he's weird. See you guys later!
Chey: Bye guys.. leave a review!