Before You Were Mine

Chapter Five

Before You Were Mine- Chapter Five

-Stefan-

My head is pounding as I look around the room. I'm still wearing my clothes from Daniel's party last night and I swear that when I roll over I feel something wet and moist under my body….Did I throw up in my sleep? Shit, that's pretty disgusting.

"Oh, you idiot! Pull your damn self together, Stefan!" I mutter under my breath, running my hand over my hair as I pull my aching body up from my messy bed. The sun hasn't even come up and I have to be at the station in a few hours. Damon's been worried about me, and he has every right to be. I've been a mess since I joined the squad and breaking things off with Makayla hasn't made things easier for me at all. So, working will help me..Or, at least I hope that it will.

I've tried to tell myself that I don't care, that I don't miss her. Although, looking around my small bedroom with scattered photo albums and my own pity party from last night tells a completely different story. I shake my head, groaning when I finally stand up straight, placing my hands over my head as I hear my cell phone buzzing under the mass amount of pillows on the bed. It's a little past 3:30 in the morning and someone's blowing up my phone with text message after text message.

God, I really hope that it's not-...My thoughts are running rampant as the loud and excessive knocking on the front door to my apartment make me forget the phone when I run out into the living room, not even bothering that I'm not wearing a t-shirt when I open the door in my dark blue sweat pants and see her staring back at me.

"You didn't want to come to me. So, I came to you." She states, pushing past me and shutting the door with her foot as I take a step back. It's 3 am and here she is, my ex-girlfriend. My weakness, standing right in front of me with a glistening of mischief in her eyes.

"You shouldn't be here. I told you that I'd see you at the station in the morning." I hear myself remind her once again. She's relentless though, already taking off her shoes and her coat, tossing them both aside as she steps in front of me with a devilish grin. "I know what you said. But, I don't care. I wanted to see you and since you clearly didn't want to see me. I took matters into my own hands. I miss you, Stefan and even if you don't believe it. I know that you and I belong together. And, that you've missed me too."

Her hand runs over my chest as I swallow the lump in my throat, her perfume that smells like apples swirls around my head and once again..I'm becoming that reckless love sick fool that I've been preventing myself from becoming when it comes to her. It's too late though when she steps back and I feel her hands take my own, placing them both on each side of her pale bare midriff, lifting up my hands and hers until her shirt slides off of her body and falls to the floor.

"You want me more than your willing to admit. I can see it in your eyes." She whispers against my ear when she leans into me. I inhale deeply, closing my eyes and trying to picture anyone else but her beside me. However, I fail at it as her lips touch my neck, licking and nipping against the soft skin as only Makayla knows how to do.

Dear god, I'm a idiot, a blindly love struck moron. I should break it off with her for good. I shouldn't want her as badly as I do now.

The feeling of her lips, of her mouth and hands roaming across my body drive me crazy. And, I give into her. One last time. I give into her and I know that I'll regret it..I'll regret everything that I'm about to do once the sun comes up in the morning.

-Damon-

"You've got to be fucking kidding me! What the hell were you thinking?" I shout at him, turning the car into the parking lot of the fire station as I shake my head. We have another daunting and exhausting next few days ahead of us and here my little brother is- probably still hungover, smelling like sex with that unmistaken look of pure guilt on his face from sleeping with his on and off girlfriend, AGAIN!