𝓒𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓘𝓽 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓮 - D.S

Chapter 3: The dinner

After her argument with Elena, she walked up the stairs and into her room. She walked over to her bag that was laying on her bed, and took out a blueish jumper and black jeans and let her hair hang loose.

She thought back to her fight with Elena, she was right. Maybe she shouldn't have left and was being selfish. She wasn't the only one who had trouble dealing with the death of their parents.

But then again, everyone has their own way of grieving, don't they?

Alisha turned the music on, and started dancing. She needed to relieve some of the emotions that were bottled up inside. She always did that, turning on the music, freeing herself from whatever kind of emotion that was controlling her.

After a while she turned the music off and fell down on her bed, stared at the ceiling and closed her eyes. Thinking about how life turned out. It seemed like she couldn't escape the town where she obviously belonged.

Alisha sighed and looked at the clock, it was only a quarter past five in the afternoon. Suddenly the doorbell rang, "I'll get it!" Alisha called to Jeremy's room and walked down the stairs.

When she opened the front door, she was surprised to see Damon standing there, holding a big smile on his face. "Damon? What are you doing here? Dinner isn't ready yet." Alisha said surprised, and moved aside when Damon walked in.

"I know, I decided to help." He said and walked nonchalantly to the kitchen, Alisha following soon after.

"What's for dinner?" He asked and Alisha slowed down her pace, boiling some water and grabbed a cup and teabag before answering. "I was thinking about making home made tomato soup." She said and poured some water into the cup and turned around so she could look at Damon, who smiled.

"Tomato soup it is, where are the tomatoes?" Alisha nodded her head to the fridge behind her and she felt him brushing slightly against her in order to reach the refrigerator.

Alisha moved to the counter top and sat on it. Her eyes followed Damon's movements, him looking around for a knife and a cutting board. After a while he found it and put it on the counter top on Alisha's right.

He started cutting and after having stared for a while, Alisha decided to break the silence. "So, how about you? Are you dating anyone?" Damon smirked and looked at her, "Why? Are you interested?" He asked smugly and Alisha rolled her eyes.

"I didn't mean it like that. Just curious, seeing as my sister is dating your brother." Damon nodded and looked down at the tomatoes, shoving the cut tomatoes to the side before looking back at Alisha.

"I'm not dating anyone. Actually, to tell you the truth, my parents died, just like yours. A little while longer ago, that is.." He said. "Oh.. I'm sorry to hear that." Alisha said and Damon gave her a comforting smile.

"My father never approved of anyone I dated." He suddenly said, "Which only made me want them more, of course." Damon smirked and Alisha laughed and nodded understandingly.

"What about you?" He asked and picked up the tea pot and refilled Alisha's now empty cup. She smiled briefly at him, "Not dating anyone either." She said and Damon turned around, throwing away the remainders of the tomato that we didn't need.

Suddenly he said, "Hello Elena" and Alisha turned around confused and saw Elena standing in the doorway. How did he hear her coming? She thought and saw a questioning expression covering her features.

"We're cooking dinner." Damon stated and turned back around so he could look at Elena. "Stefan with you?" Elena shook her head slowly, "Um, he'll be here soon." Then she met Alisha's eyes.