AN: As requested, here's a jealousy chapter. Enjoy :)
"Mmm... Damon?" I murmured, feeling something hot on my neck.
"Good morning."
I could feel his hot breath tickle my neck and I sighed, snuggling deeper into him. Damon buried his face in the crook of my neck and pulled me closer to him, if that was even possible.
"What time is it?" I asked.
I tried to sit up but Damon held me down. He groaned in protest.
"It's 10." Damon told me.
"I have to get ready for lunch with Caroline soon." I informed him, rolling over to face him.
"What am I supposed to do?" Damon complained, making a pouty face at me.
"Stay here."
When he frowned at me before pouting. "Elena..." Damon drawled, like a little kid who didn't get his ice cream.
"Don't you dare whine." I teased, pointing an accusing finger at him. "I won't be gone for long."
Damon sighed and rolled over onto his back. He put his hands behind his head and gave me one more look. I hit his stomach before sitting up and rubbing my eyes.
As I walked into the bathroom, Damon called out to me.
"Don't talk to much about me with Caroline. I know you can't resist my hot body."
I rolled my eyes and ran a hand through my hair.
"Now, Elena." Caroline began as she sat down with her second cup of coffee. "You have to tell me about Damon."
I let out a strangled breath and sipped my drink.
"What do you want to know?"
Caroline grinned and clapped her hands together. "Tell. Me. Everything."
The minute I stepped into the mansion, I let out a sigh of relief. Talking to Caroline was the worst idea I've had in a while. She wanted to know everything, and when she says everything, she means it. I refused to tell her what he was like 'in bed'. Thank god she wasn't as stubborn as normal and let it go.
As I shut the door, I shivered and touched my lips. I couldn't let that happen again.
A FEW MINUTES AGO...
I had just gotten out of the carriage when I spotted Stefan.
Can I not just have a moment of relief? Let's face it, that lunch with Caroline was horrifying. Stefan turned to face me and immediately took my hand to help me out.
"Hello, miss Elena." Stefan greeted as we walked towards the mansion.
"What brings you here, Stefan?" I asked, wanting to get straight to the point.
"Well, if you really want to know." Stefan sighed. "I was just wondering if you would like to hang out with me. Not a date, I know you don't want that. Just.. give me a chance."
"Stefan, we already have been on a date slash hung out." I shook my head. "Just, please, let it go."
Dejection and anger crossed Stefan's face. "Elena, I know you have feelings for me."
After he said it, I leaned in and kissed me softly. I jumped and pushed back immediately. It felt nothing like when Damon and I kissed.
"What the hell, Stefan!" I almost screeched.
That was the first time I swore in my life.
I shoved him away and he turned and left without apologizing, his hands clenched into fists.
I shook my head at the memory and turned down the hall to where I had left Damon. Let's hope he didn't do anything stupid.
It was the middle of the night, yet again. Ever since Stefan kissed me I've acted strange, and I think Damon was starting to catch on.
After a sigh, I heard Damon's voice.
"Alright, Elena. Spill. What's wrong."
I buried my face in his chest so he couldn't see me.
"Stefan.. kissed me." I confessed, my cheeks turning red.
"He. Did. WHAT?!" Damon said, outraged.
"Damon it's ok. He kissed me but I shoved him away." I explained.
"No, Elena. It's not ok. I'm going to kill him!"
"Damon, no. Do you know how much trouble that will get you into? I won't let you do that."
I wrapped my arms around him and looked him in the eye, squeezing him tight. Damon returned my embrace and buried his face in my neck.
"Whatever you say.." Damon sighed, his body instantly relaxing against mine.