The Tragic Love Story of Elijah and Elena

Chapter Three

Weeks past and Damon and I have been getting closer. He takes my mind off of everything. The pain of missing Elijah is now getting slimmer. I still miss him, but Damon-unknowingly- makes it hurt less.

"Elena, what shirt should I wear today?" Damon asks from the bathroom. I get up and walk in. he hold up a black tee and a black button down. "They're both black?" I say confused and cross my arms. "What's the difference?"

"One's more dressy the other ones casual." He smirks and raises an eyebrow cockily. "Pick one." I sigh and shake my head smiling faintly. "The button down. It makes you not look like a jerk." I smirk and run out of the bathroom as he chases after me.

He tackles me onto the bed and pins me to the mattress. "What did you say?" he asks quietly as I struggle under his grip. "You know what I said." I say and push him off me, reversing positions. He smirks and leans up to kiss me.

I let him, wanting to tease him. Our lips connect and they move in sync slowly, and softly. I hold both sides of his face as he grips my waist. After a light make out session, he slightly pulls back and smirks. "I think I know now." He whispers and I roll my eyes.

"Good." I whisper back and climb off him. He falls back on the bed and I walk downstairs. I get to the bottom of the staircase and see Stefan pacing around the room with a really old looking glass of scotch.

"Stefan, what are you doing?" I ask and walk over to him. He says nothing and does nothing but shake his head. Okay..?

"Why are you asking me when you don't even care?" he asks sternly. I'm guessing that's not something I should answer. Soon enough Damon comes jogging down the stairs and flings his arm over my shoulders. "Hello baby brother." He smirks and I shake my head stopping him. "He's in some time of mod." I mutter quietly and walk towards the door.

"Where are you going missy?" Damon asks as he spins on his foot and follows me. "I'm going to see Caroline later, but right now I need a snack." I smirk and open the door. "I'll talk to you later." I wink and kiss his cheek before vamping off.

I walk into the grill, sitting at a table waiting for Caroline. Soon enough, in she walks and over to me. Caroline sits and Matt takes our drink orders. "Iced tea." I say and smile at him. Oh oops. "I'll have a coke." Caroline orders and he nods as he walks away.

"So..." she sighs and glances around faintly.

"So...' what? You're the one that wanted to meet. So what do you want?" I ask pretending to be bored. I hate that I have to pretend around her. "I want you to admit that it's on, and that your whole act pretending that it was a lie was fake." She gets straight to the point.

"Caroline, it's not true. That thing where I pretended it was on and that it was Elijah? That's fake. I mean come on, Elijah of all people? Psh." I sit back and see Matt coming with our drinks. "Here you guys go. I'll see you around." He says and walks back to the bar.

"Oh come on Elena, admit it, it's on and Elijah is the reason why." She says quietly and sips her soda. She just won't stop. "If this is all you wanted to talk about, then I'm leaving. I'm not going to admit to something that isn't true."

Caroline shakes her head in defeat and sighs. "Fine. Leave." She says deadpanned. "Fine. Good bye Caroline." I says and stand up, walking out. I hear her mumble her under breath but I can't make it out.

I drive to the Salvatore house and see Damon standing outside with his arms folded against his chest. I smile and step out, walking up to him. "Back so soon?" he asks and pecks my lips softly.

"Caroline and I got into a fight so, I left. She tried turning it back on. Why can't people just leave me alone?" I ask and instantly regret saying that. His face falls and he walks back into the house. "I'm sorry." I say and walk over to him.