*warning* This story does get a little hot and tense, and probably not for really young readers. It's only going to get hotter from here, based on the storyline. You've been warned ;)
Elena’s POV
I was using him, and I knew it. No matter how many times I told myself this was a terrible idea, I kept coming back to him. He was the only person I felt comfortable with, but it was wrong. I should’ve ended my relationship with Stefan before Damon and I even started. They were best friends, and I was cheating both of them. Their lives would be so much better without me.
Stefan never even suspected any misdoings from me. Not once. I was his angel, as he told me often. Guilt hangs over my head at all times, shadowing my every Bewegen when I’m near Damon. The attraction I feel towards him is mind blowing. Everything he did just made me want him more, and I knew it was wrong.
A multitude of emotions flooded through my head every time I thought of him. The most predominant was lust, and desire following close behind.
Stefan would always find a way back into my mind and how much it would hurt him if he ever found out. He’d kill us both in a heartbeat.
Sitting at my computer schreibtisch pondering the behaviors of the characters in my current Classic Literature novel, I thought of the first night I betrayed Stefan’s trust in me.
August 14, 2009
I knocked on Damon’s door, hoping he wasn’t busy. I needed someone to talk to, a friend who wasn’t Stefan. He seemed to be the problem lately, and we were fighting Mehr we should. I wanted to know what was up with him, and the only person I could think of that would possibly know was Damon. And trust me, I didn’t want to do this. Even if he was best Friends with my boyfriend, he didn’t have a good reputation.
He answered on the Sekunde knock, looking calm and collected, obviously not busy. A wicked smile spread across his face. I tucked my hair behind my ear – he made me … bothered inside.
“Can I, uh, come in?” I stammered. He simply moved over, making barely enough Weltraum for me to come in – no matter which way I moved, I was touching him. I wasn’t sure what to think of it, but I knew it made me excited, just the simplest touch.
I walked to his living room and heard him behind me. “This is about Stefan, isn’t it? I knew something was up. Sit,” He motioned toward the couch. His parents were never Home – their excuse was business.
“He hasn’t been Schauspielen himself lately. I’m worried,” I confessed.
“There’s no need to be. Stefan’s a big boy; he can take care of himself.”
“I realize that, but I have feelings to, Du know,” I said, harsher than intended. Of course, it didn’t faze him.
“Just leave him alone for a few days, and if it turns into weeks, Du weren’t meant to be. Easy as that, cupcake,” His mouth was a straight line.
“You always think of the negative side of things, Damon. I don’t know why I came here,” I sagte to myself.
After a few Minuten of thinking, Damon spoke. “I know.”
I looked carefully to him, waiting for a bit Mehr of an explanation. “I know. If Du feel what I feel when we’re near each other, then I know exactly why you’re here, Elena.” My mouth was hanging open.
“I, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I shook my head, unwilling to believe this.
“Oh, don’t lie about it, Elena,” He shook his head and spoke loudly. I was now standing, about to make a run for the door. Just as I tried to make a dash for it, he was standing in front of me. That feeling in the pit of my stomach arrived just as our skin made contact, my feet not obeying my mind. I stared at his chest, trying to calm my breathing and erratic heartbeats.
“Just… don’t try to fight it,” He sagte lowly to me. Then his lips were at mine, and I knew I was gone. He was right, and I knew it. I hadn’t come here for his advice; I just wanted to be around him, feel the way I do when I’m with him. Selfish, selfish, selfish.
My breath caught, and I backed away. Things had taken such a sudden turn of events that I was in shock. The only thing my mind comprehended was the kiss. I want more, and I want it now – I can’t wait any longer. I dropped all my stuff and jumped to Damon again. He had been standing there kind of in shock, too. It surprised me when I discovered he was now just as eager – if not Mehr – than I was. His lips were now at my neck, gnawing at the sensitive skin there. Shivers went up and down my spine, and I didn’t care what happened from then on out. I’d never felt this way, and I loved it, every single Sekunde of it.
Present Day
My phone rang, bringing me out of my revere. I didn’t even have to look at my caller I.D. to know who it was – Stefan, of course.
“Hey, babe. What’s up?” I answered casually.
“Hey, what do Du say to a movie Friday night?”
“Well Du were quick to jump the gun. Sure, why not. Which movie?”
“I’m not sure, what do Du think?”
“Anything’s fine with me, as long as I get popcorn,” We both laughed.
“Decide when we get there?”
“Sure.”
“Ok, Friday at 7, it’s a date. Goodnight babe. Liebe you.”
I’m not sure, but for some reason, I unconsciously hesitated. “Love Du too.” And with that I hung up. I sighed and walked to my bathroom, brushing my teeth and pulling my hair up, getting ready for bed. Just as soon as I turned the lights off, my phone rang again.
“Who’s calling at this time of night, jeez!” I hissed to myself as I fumbled my way to my desk.
“Yes?” I answered impatiently.
“Well hello to Du too.” Of course, it was Damon.
“Damon, what do Du want from me?”
“Well – ”
I squinted my eyes, knowing the perverted floodgates I’d just opened and immediately cut him off. “Don’t even answer that. Why are Du calling me at 11 o’clock? We do have school tomorrow, Du know.”
“Yes, I realize this. I was just wondering when Du were going to come over again. It’s been lonely over here.” I sighed and sat down in my chair, knowing this conversation wasn’t going to end soon.
“I’m not sure. I already have plans for Friday.”
“Hmm, let me guess – with Stefan.”
“Of course Du already know, he tells Du everything.”
“That he does, and if he goes through with his plans, Du won’t be available until Saturday morning, if then,” His tone was … jealous?
“What are Du talking about, Damon. You’re not making any sense.”
“He’s going to try and make Du sleep with him, Elena, open your eyes. He is a guy, after all.”
“He… is that what he wants? Really? I don’t think he would’ve told Du that.” We had never discussed going that far, and Stefan wasn’t that kind of person. Unlike me.
“Oh believe me, he did. Guys tell each other all that kind of stuff.”
“I don’t… I don’t think I can do that. Not now. Not with him.” Why was I telling Damon this again? I had no idea.
“That’s not up to me, but up to Du and your hormones. But whatever your decision, I know for a fact he won’t be as good as me.”
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. “No one is as good as you, Damon. I mean, really, how many girls have Du bagged in this town? All of them?”
He thought about it. “Meh, almost. There are a few that are too young, even for me. Other than that, most everyone.”
“And I bet their sexual experiences after that are never the same, are they?”
“That’s what they tell me,” I could hear the smile in his voice, the one that automatically makes me weak at the knees.
After a few moments of silence, I spoke up. “I’ll um, I’ll be there as soon as possible. Du don’t have any plans this weekend, do you?”
“I’m always free for you,” He thinks he’s smooth.
“Meh, ok,” I sagte sarcastically. “I’ll be there. It’s been kinda lonely around here, too.”
“It’s a deal then. My door’s always open.” Click.
I hung up and collapsed on my bed. What a week I had in store for me.
What kind of mess has Elena gotten herself into NOW!? (:
Elena’s POV
I was using him, and I knew it. No matter how many times I told myself this was a terrible idea, I kept coming back to him. He was the only person I felt comfortable with, but it was wrong. I should’ve ended my relationship with Stefan before Damon and I even started. They were best friends, and I was cheating both of them. Their lives would be so much better without me.
Stefan never even suspected any misdoings from me. Not once. I was his angel, as he told me often. Guilt hangs over my head at all times, shadowing my every Bewegen when I’m near Damon. The attraction I feel towards him is mind blowing. Everything he did just made me want him more, and I knew it was wrong.
A multitude of emotions flooded through my head every time I thought of him. The most predominant was lust, and desire following close behind.
Stefan would always find a way back into my mind and how much it would hurt him if he ever found out. He’d kill us both in a heartbeat.
Sitting at my computer schreibtisch pondering the behaviors of the characters in my current Classic Literature novel, I thought of the first night I betrayed Stefan’s trust in me.
August 14, 2009
I knocked on Damon’s door, hoping he wasn’t busy. I needed someone to talk to, a friend who wasn’t Stefan. He seemed to be the problem lately, and we were fighting Mehr we should. I wanted to know what was up with him, and the only person I could think of that would possibly know was Damon. And trust me, I didn’t want to do this. Even if he was best Friends with my boyfriend, he didn’t have a good reputation.
He answered on the Sekunde knock, looking calm and collected, obviously not busy. A wicked smile spread across his face. I tucked my hair behind my ear – he made me … bothered inside.
“Can I, uh, come in?” I stammered. He simply moved over, making barely enough Weltraum for me to come in – no matter which way I moved, I was touching him. I wasn’t sure what to think of it, but I knew it made me excited, just the simplest touch.
I walked to his living room and heard him behind me. “This is about Stefan, isn’t it? I knew something was up. Sit,” He motioned toward the couch. His parents were never Home – their excuse was business.
“He hasn’t been Schauspielen himself lately. I’m worried,” I confessed.
“There’s no need to be. Stefan’s a big boy; he can take care of himself.”
“I realize that, but I have feelings to, Du know,” I said, harsher than intended. Of course, it didn’t faze him.
“Just leave him alone for a few days, and if it turns into weeks, Du weren’t meant to be. Easy as that, cupcake,” His mouth was a straight line.
“You always think of the negative side of things, Damon. I don’t know why I came here,” I sagte to myself.
After a few Minuten of thinking, Damon spoke. “I know.”
I looked carefully to him, waiting for a bit Mehr of an explanation. “I know. If Du feel what I feel when we’re near each other, then I know exactly why you’re here, Elena.” My mouth was hanging open.
“I, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I shook my head, unwilling to believe this.
“Oh, don’t lie about it, Elena,” He shook his head and spoke loudly. I was now standing, about to make a run for the door. Just as I tried to make a dash for it, he was standing in front of me. That feeling in the pit of my stomach arrived just as our skin made contact, my feet not obeying my mind. I stared at his chest, trying to calm my breathing and erratic heartbeats.
“Just… don’t try to fight it,” He sagte lowly to me. Then his lips were at mine, and I knew I was gone. He was right, and I knew it. I hadn’t come here for his advice; I just wanted to be around him, feel the way I do when I’m with him. Selfish, selfish, selfish.
My breath caught, and I backed away. Things had taken such a sudden turn of events that I was in shock. The only thing my mind comprehended was the kiss. I want more, and I want it now – I can’t wait any longer. I dropped all my stuff and jumped to Damon again. He had been standing there kind of in shock, too. It surprised me when I discovered he was now just as eager – if not Mehr – than I was. His lips were now at my neck, gnawing at the sensitive skin there. Shivers went up and down my spine, and I didn’t care what happened from then on out. I’d never felt this way, and I loved it, every single Sekunde of it.
Present Day
My phone rang, bringing me out of my revere. I didn’t even have to look at my caller I.D. to know who it was – Stefan, of course.
“Hey, babe. What’s up?” I answered casually.
“Hey, what do Du say to a movie Friday night?”
“Well Du were quick to jump the gun. Sure, why not. Which movie?”
“I’m not sure, what do Du think?”
“Anything’s fine with me, as long as I get popcorn,” We both laughed.
“Decide when we get there?”
“Sure.”
“Ok, Friday at 7, it’s a date. Goodnight babe. Liebe you.”
I’m not sure, but for some reason, I unconsciously hesitated. “Love Du too.” And with that I hung up. I sighed and walked to my bathroom, brushing my teeth and pulling my hair up, getting ready for bed. Just as soon as I turned the lights off, my phone rang again.
“Who’s calling at this time of night, jeez!” I hissed to myself as I fumbled my way to my desk.
“Yes?” I answered impatiently.
“Well hello to Du too.” Of course, it was Damon.
“Damon, what do Du want from me?”
“Well – ”
I squinted my eyes, knowing the perverted floodgates I’d just opened and immediately cut him off. “Don’t even answer that. Why are Du calling me at 11 o’clock? We do have school tomorrow, Du know.”
“Yes, I realize this. I was just wondering when Du were going to come over again. It’s been lonely over here.” I sighed and sat down in my chair, knowing this conversation wasn’t going to end soon.
“I’m not sure. I already have plans for Friday.”
“Hmm, let me guess – with Stefan.”
“Of course Du already know, he tells Du everything.”
“That he does, and if he goes through with his plans, Du won’t be available until Saturday morning, if then,” His tone was … jealous?
“What are Du talking about, Damon. You’re not making any sense.”
“He’s going to try and make Du sleep with him, Elena, open your eyes. He is a guy, after all.”
“He… is that what he wants? Really? I don’t think he would’ve told Du that.” We had never discussed going that far, and Stefan wasn’t that kind of person. Unlike me.
“Oh believe me, he did. Guys tell each other all that kind of stuff.”
“I don’t… I don’t think I can do that. Not now. Not with him.” Why was I telling Damon this again? I had no idea.
“That’s not up to me, but up to Du and your hormones. But whatever your decision, I know for a fact he won’t be as good as me.”
I shook my head and rolled my eyes. “No one is as good as you, Damon. I mean, really, how many girls have Du bagged in this town? All of them?”
He thought about it. “Meh, almost. There are a few that are too young, even for me. Other than that, most everyone.”
“And I bet their sexual experiences after that are never the same, are they?”
“That’s what they tell me,” I could hear the smile in his voice, the one that automatically makes me weak at the knees.
After a few moments of silence, I spoke up. “I’ll um, I’ll be there as soon as possible. Du don’t have any plans this weekend, do you?”
“I’m always free for you,” He thinks he’s smooth.
“Meh, ok,” I sagte sarcastically. “I’ll be there. It’s been kinda lonely around here, too.”
“It’s a deal then. My door’s always open.” Click.
I hung up and collapsed on my bed. What a week I had in store for me.
What kind of mess has Elena gotten herself into NOW!? (:
