Blinded by the sun creeping through the gap in my curtains I blink a few times and stretch waking up my body, I cover my eyes with the shadow of my hands so I'm able to at least see, Izzy still very much asleep curled at the bottom of my bed I so need a large latte to deal with the morning already. I basically had one day of school then stayed in bed all week... It's now Friday but I have a stupid assignment to hand in.I roll out of my never ending bed and sling on some fresh panties and some skinny jeans before looking what else to wear I'll probably stick to just a hoody over my laced bra, God help me if I get warm at school because I can't take the damn thing off and expose myself to the school!. I wrap my naturally waved hair up in a hair tie before going to the bathroom to do the morning routine 1) brushing my teeth 2) clensing my face to help me feel fresh 4) pee obviously 5) take the dreaded morning meds... and finally... fuck it cannot be bothered with makeup today.
I grab my bag and notepads etc and sling them in my bag. God damn I can never find my socks what the hell?? I'm sure the washing machine just eats them, I open the drawer and finally find a pair but they're mum's I swallow hard as if my throat is as dry as sand.... I can't even deal with a pair of socks? Who even am I anymore?.
"05.10.15
Dear Diary,Today I'm suffocated by the sun by a pair of socks? How is it possible a pair of socks could make me miss her more today than yesterday I doesn't get any easier does it? It's just a good old game of lying to yourself. I'm just exhausted of thinking and over thinking...."
Hiding my diary back under my bed I put on her socks and then my converse I look like a great mess today but please...ask me if I care.
"Bye dad" I yell as I kiss Izzy on the head and close the door behind me... yes I'm aware I just skipped breakfast and that I should eat with my meds I'll eat on the way. I turn my keys in the car starting the engine it's a great feeling when you own a car I swear!
I steadily drive down the road towards the shops a yawn escaping my mouth as I concentrate on the roads ahead the charms hanging on the bracelet which I leave on my mirror rattle with every movement the bracelet makes. I put the bracelet there, it's like my mum's looking through the mirror watching my back for me, I know...weird. before I know it im at the store perfectly parked that's an accomplishment as I'm horrendous at parking cars. I collect my purse from my bag and practically drag myself across the car park into the store straight for the coffee machines for the largest latte! I walk the isles of the store looking for some fruit for breakfast, I go for a box with chopped bananas, srawberries, Apple's and grapes. I could probably go for a chocolate bar too how unhealthy of me. Yet again searching the isle hunting down a decent chocolate bar that I fancy, suppose galaxy is unbeatable but then there's malteaser oh god I love chocolate too much.
"Decision too difficult?" This familiar voice rings in my ears and my eyes go wide but I don't move, maybe i might go invisible to the world if I stay quiet and don't move "I say the galaxy" the voice is still here I slightly turn my head to be met by those eyes staring at me from the end of the shelf he stands with a bottle of whiskey in hand and a bag of chips in the other, I raise an eyebrow in confusion it's 7am and he has whiskey in hand?? "This is not mine" he defends without me even having to speak.
I pick up the chocolate and scurry to the counter. I'm dressed like an ultimate scruff!. My hair looks like I've woke up in a bush!. I don't have makeup and I look like absolute shit.
"That will be 5.70" the man behind the till broke me from my thoughts I passed him the money dropping my purse and the rest of my money scattering across the floor YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
I drop to my knees sighing, my nails scrape along the floor with each coin I pick up it's quite difficult when you have false nails on and it goes right through me.His hand is under my face holding out some of my scattered coins I take it from him hands...they're cold as hell. I look up and smile along with a simple "thank you"
"You're welcome" he grins from ear to ear and I'm yet again met with those eyes!I shove it all into my purse and shuffle back up to me feet. I grab my things from the counter and god damn this coffee smells gorgeous, I head to my car and put everything in my bag, grab my pack of cigarettes and walk back toward the designated smoking area struggling to find my damn lighter which of course I brilliantly lost great big pat on the back for the one and only Elena Gilbert everybody. I'm again with a hand in front of my face now holding a light, cheers. thanks.
I place the cigarette between my lips and he sparks it up for me. "thank you...again, I lost mine". he smiles and shakes his head "well.... I so happen to have miss places my cigs" he chuckles and nods towards my pack "sure" I hand him the pack and he takes one and hands them back.
"Elena" I say, I'd shake his hand but my hands are pretty much full. "who?" he raises an eyebrow "me, I'm Elena" surely it wasn't that hard to understand "oh right" he laughs "Damon... pleasure to meet you Elena, Izzys owner right?" he points at me "that would be me" I smile, a proper smile "god I knew I knew you from somewhere it was dark when I saw you so I just took a guess, I have something of yours" he spits out his sentence as he walks over to a car, his I'm guessing. He returns with my cup "you left before i could return this, I was out meeting with a friend, who didn't bother showing but anyway you forgot it" he shrugs and smiles that smirked look he does. "so, whiskey and chips huh? great combination for breakfast I'm sure" he looks puzzled before heading straight into defence "no no no they're not for me... honest they are not for me sweetie" I just give him the 'yeah okay then' look and return to smoking.
I find myself staring as im trying to think of some kind of conversation starter, his clothes are rather dark but his eyes are that blue it makes his outfit somehow seem brighter rather than dull "where do you live? I've never seen you around before"
"I just moved here I live around the corner actually with my brother, my uncle and my parents, its uncle Zach's home though" he explains and it clicks right away "Zach Salvatore? I know Zach, he's a friend of my dads he does a lot for this town" Zach never mentioned anyone coming to stay must have been a last minute thing. "yeah so I have heard, he's a good man"."I have to go to school now assignment to hand in, bye Damon, lovely yo meet you again say hello to Zach for me" I dab out my cigarette and get in my car and drive to the dreaded school, i wake up more and more with each sip of my latte I take, as soon as I arrive at school i head straight to classes handing in assignments and actually paying attention to them. most of the things to do throughout today are what Yas has dragged me into with sorting out the school dance things for next week, making sure we have plenty or cups and making sure everything was ordered and arriving on time for the dance, we were excused from some classes to go down to the local shops for items Yas may need, shes way to creative as she actually made sure we took enough time so she could drag me dress shopping as she sooo insists on me going to the silly dance.
"Elena red or black is your more sexy colours and this ball at this time of year will be cold, so i say this gorgeous black dress" the dress is small but not too small for a school dance, it glistens under the bright light above, it reminds me of night time where its hella dark but everything seems to sparkle...just like him this morning. i feel my cheeks warm a little when I think back to tis morning and i turn before Yas sees "i will take it!!!"
"awww elenaaa i'm so happy you're back" me too Yas me too
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Reckless Love
FanfictionA Delena fanfiction. Could be good could be bad! Plenty of heartache and heart break, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Elena Gilbert and her run ins with Damon Salvatore were they all really such a coincidence?