Waking Up In Vegas

Chapter 13

Stefan's P.O.V.

I feel her hands on my face as we stumble back into the bedroom, my bedroom and suddenly it hits me hard. Elena's words from a few weeks ago at the look out in LA where we had gone after a quick public appearance that we had made for one of her work parties, it was late at night and we were both just elated to be leaving sooner than we had hoped. Because I wanted to show her the one thing that she had said that she'd never been able to see from high up. The city that she loves so much, at night time.

"So, you go here..every time you need some peace?" She asks, her voice light and her hair is blowing in the wind as she smiles at me and all I want to do is kiss her, hold her hand even. But, I stop myself.

"Yeah. I come here every now and then when I get bored too." I tell her, slowly lifting up my hand from across the consol in the car and brushing a strand of her long brown flowy hair out of her face.

"Elena, I.." I begin to say, watching as she turns towards me with a smile. Playfully grabbing my hand into hers and intertwining our fingers.

"I know...You wish things could be different and that you could really be with someone in the long haul. Because, you've said it before..You want a family with the right girl, with someone that can handle the spotlight. But, Stefan..we both know that I can't do this. I mean, when you had that barbeque and invited all of your friends to meet me. I almost slipped up and told them. But, there you were coming in to help me by placing your hand on my back with a grin on your face, you said something silly like 'Oh she must of had too much wine'. She says with a laugh as I laugh too, remembering the confused look on Damon's face.

"You don't need me Stefan..maybe in a few months..we'll both realize that we need to call this off and come clean about it." She says, watching as I let go of her hand and turn towards her, leaning into her when I stroke her cheek with my fingertips and kiss her lips suddenly.

Elena blinks her eyes open, placing her hand on my chest as she sighs out a breath. "Stefan.." She begins to say, her voice low when she locks her eyes on me.

But instead of letting her talk, I place my finger to her lips and speak. "Don't. Don't say anything..Let's just pretend that for one night..this is real. That we're two people who really care about each other." I tell her, watching as she closes her eyes to my touch and swallows the lump in her throat as she nods again, holding onto my hand once more and leaning back into her seat to look out at the shining night time lights of LA.

My blissful memories of the lookout are quickly killed when I'm brought back to present day and her voice drops the biggest bombshell that I can't seem to make sense of once she says it. "Stefan stop! Please. I'm sorry that I led you on...I mean, I like you and I know that you like me too. But, I think I'm falling in love with Jake." Elena tells me, pushing me away from her inside of my room as I give her a blank stare.

"What?" I ask her, watching as she straightens out her shirt and locks her eyes on me.

"I'm sorry. I should have told you. I know, this whole month has been filled with confusion and me trying to deny my feelings for you, for him...But, let's face it. You and I would never be right for each other...It wouldn't work out Stefan...I like you, I really do. But, I like Jake too. And we're just using each other...again." She says in a voice that's above a whisper as I look at her, trying to understand what's she's just said.

I look down at my tightened fists, feeling my heart pounding against my ears as I turn to walk away from her and without looking I speak loudly. "Then, I must be the biggest idiot ever, to think that you'd pick me over him. I've told you before, I'm not using you! But, if you love him so much, like you claim..Then leave. I don't want you in this house anymore." I tell her, hearing and feeling as she takes a step forward.