Waking Up In Vegas

Chapter 11

...Two weeks later...

Elena's P.O.V.

It's been two weeks since I've moved into his lavish and overly decorated house on the beach. Ugh, the sun shining in my face is what seems to wake me first as I turn on my side, shielding my eyes from the glare of it and then I hear it. That same annoying laugh that I had heard at the airport when we had gotten back to LA. Stefan's bombshell bleach blonde house guest, Brooke.

I can hear him laughing at her, most likely there in the open and breezy living room that overlooks the beach. But, as I try to drown out their voices and giggling. I get even more furious when I hear her jump off his couch, telling him that she's about to blast some Taylor Swift song from myiPod dock that it's the living room.

"Oh, come on, it's just one song! Stefannn, don't be an ass!" Brooke whines as I cringe at the sound of her high pitched voice and the thought of her throwing her arms around him.

I know it sounds like I'm jealous, green with envy. But that's not exactly it. I mean, I still can't really stand him. But, Stefan and I have gone out a few times, mostly making appearances around town and I've slowly started to realize that he's not that much of a bad guy, of a player as I had thought..well, up until Brooke showed up last night on his door step and it all went to hell!

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I get up slowly, throwing my hair up into a messy pony tail, grabbing my hot pink robe and making my way out towards the kitchen. But, I'm quickly stopped by the playful way that he says my name. I turn around slightly, plastering a fake smile on my face, pivoting on my heel and locking my eyes on both of them.

"Good Morning. Elena! Sleep well?" Stefan asks, his voice light and fun as he leans towards Brooke and leaves a quick kiss on her temple. I nod, not wanting to say anything because I can feel the bile rise up into my esophagus and the fact that my long dark purple nails are digging into my palms when Brooke says in her usual whiny voice.

"So, Elena...How about you and I go out to Rodeo Drive and go shopping! We could totally have a girls day!" she exclaims as I turn back towards them with a smile, brushing off her question with a vague answer. "I already have plans. A date actually." I tell her, watching as Stefan's green eyes widen and he glances over at me with surprise as he speaks.

"Oh, a date huh? Is it good old Jake from the bar in Vegas?" He asks, a hint of irritation in his voice as I look directly at him, letting the pressure in my palms go as I smile widely and respond.

"Yes, actually. It is. Jake's taking me out for lunch today. Then we were planning on coming back here and going to the beach..I mean, it's practically your backyard anyways and its secluded..This way you won't have to worry about me..being too over exposed." I tell Stefan with a roll of my dark brown eyes. He stands there, smiling widely as he clears his throat and says "Can I speak with you alone, for a minute or two?"

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Stefan's P.O.V.

I want to punch myself in the head for calling Brooke two weeks ago and getting back in touch with her after not speaking to her for a long year. So as I excuse myself and watch as Brooke pouts her collegian filled lips at me, I feel the need to reassure her that Elena and I are just going to talk about something.

She pouts a little bit more and then smiles widely as she says "I'll be out on the patio, sun tanning..topless. I'll be waiting for you. We can go skinny dipping together."

I swallow hard, trying to keep in control of my composure as I glance over at Elena who's got her arms across her chest, her eyes rolling in the back of head at Brooke's suggestive words.