Forbidden love

Nothing is ever as simple as falling in love with someone and living happily ever after. At least not in Elena's case. Struggling with her uncaring mother, she turns to Damon, desperate for someone to talk to. Infactuated by the mysteriousness and chaos that surrounds him, they embark on a relationship that neither of them thought was possible.


4. Chapter 4

I sat outside my front door avoiding my mother for as long as possible. My knees shook vigorously, my heart thumping out its chest. How long should I stay out here? If she finds me out here it will be much worse. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, after mentally preparing myself I got up and opened the door. She was nowhere to be seen “Mum?” I waited for an answer, but it never came. That’s weird. I walked up the stairs to look for her, I went to her room and pressed my ear against the door. No sound. I was reluctant to open the door, just in case she caught me sneaking. As I peeped my head through the door, I noticed she wasn’t there. I heard a bang coming from my room, I turned around quickly causing my back to hurt. I moved closer to my bedroom hearing mumbles that I couldn’t understand. I froze unable to move, what has she done? I felt a mixture of emotions as I absorbed in my room. She was standing in the middle, I looked around, everything was gone. Tears formed in my eyes, I hate her. “What the fuck have you done to my room? Where is all my stuff?” She smiled “Gone” she said dryly. “Gone? Where?” She rolled her eyes “So many questions Elena, I’m tired, it was exhausting throwing your stuff away. She shook her head her mind occupied somewhere else. “Goodnight”. She left me standing there taken aback by what has happened. I dropped to the floor, each tear falling to the floor. She’s finally lost it.

 Somehow I fell asleep in the middle of my floor, during a break from one of my outbursts. I awoke hazed, confused. I had no clothes, nothing. I could call Bonnie? Ask her for some clothes? But what would I say? She doesn’t know about my bitch of a mother. How could she? I’ve done everything in my power to keep everyone blind by the situation. As much as I tried to keep him out of my mind, Damon and his note kept appearing unwelcome in my thoughts. No I am not calling him. I can’t. I don’t even know what the time is. I searched through my pockets pulling out my phone and the note. It was 5.40am. He won’t even be up at this time! NO my mind shouted, I will figure this out on my own, I haven’t needed anyone for the past year, so why change? I put the note back in my pocket along with my phone and got up. I made my way out of my room, and ran down the stairs. I went into the kitchen realising I hadn’t eaten since yesterday morning. I opened the fridge to search for food, a shadow in the room made me jump backwards. “Trying to sneak off again? Like yesterday?” my mother croaked. She had obviously been there for a while. “No, I came down for some food, it’s a bit hard going to school as I have no clothes” I said sarcastically. When I gathered she wasn’t going to say anything, I spoke again “Give me my stuff back”. “Don’t you dare talk to me like that, how fucking dare you, besides it’s gone, I burnt it. I shook my head, no she couldn’t have burned everything. “You wouldn’t, some of his stuff is in there”. “Who?” “Dad”. She stood up knocking the chair backwards, she staggered towards me, there was now only inches between us. Suddenly her hands were in my hair pulling it, pain erupt through me. I cried out. “Do you have a problem with following orders?” “No” I screamed. “I haven’t done anything” I shouted at her. “I told you never to mention his name”. I can’t take this anymore. “That’s just fucking stupid, he was my dad, I can mention his name whenever the fuck I like”. As soon as those words escaped my lips, I regretted it. Her knee slammed into my stomach causing me to fall violently to the floor. “Get out of my fucking house”. I couldn’t move, I was in too much pain. “Are you listening to me? GET OUT” I cried, not knowing what to do. She grabbed my arm, bringing me to my feet. She opened the door and pushed me out the door. I yelped, as the pain in my back came to the surface. She slammed the door behind me. I can’t call him, he has a fucking girlfriend, and what the fuck is he even playing at giving me his number? I decided to call Bonnie. “El? Do you know what time it is?” She moaned through the phone. Ah crap. “Sorry Bon, I need to ask you a favour”. “What do you need?” “I stayed out all night, I was er at someone’s house, and I don’t want to wake my mum up, I was wondering if I could borrow a pair of clothes?” It was the first lie that popped into my head, and I’m quite proud. “Who’s house?” Of course that was all she cared about eurgh. “You don’t know them” Please stop asking questions. The problem with lies is that they’re hard to keep up with. “El… I know everyone you know”. Okay brain what great idea have you got next? “I met him at a bar” I mentally high fived myself. “So can I borrow some?” I needed to get back on topic. “Erm yeah sure, I’ll bring them to school?” “Yeah thanks Bonnie” “No problem, now I’m going back to sleep, see you later”. She then hung up.

A couple of hours later, I waited outside school for Bonnie. Where is she? I can’t let anyone see me in the same clothes as yesterday, how embarrassing. I heard laughter, paranoid I hid my face behind my hands. A few minutes later when the laughter had disappeared, I removed my hands. I half screamed as I saw Damon standing in front of me. “Why haven’t you called me?” he asked annoyed. “Huh?” “I asked you to call me, when you need help?” Now he’s acting like I’m stupid. “No I remember, but why are you saying this to me?” “I’m not meaning any offence by this, but have you looked in the mirror recently?” A blush spread across my face, from embarrassment and horror. “Erm no” “I’m sorry, that didn’t come out right, and you look beautiful as always but different…” My blush grew bigger, as I registered the word beautiful. Luckily we were interrupted by Bonnie. “El, I’ve been waiting for you, where have you been? Have you been with the guy you met last night?” Oh no. Damon suddenly looked uncomfortable, he’s got it all wrong. “Excuse me ladies”. I tried calling after him but no sound came out. Argh Bonnie and her big mouth. I gave her a horrid stare. “Elena, you look terrible!” Wow everyone is full of compliments today. “Thanks Bon”. “Sorry” she said apologetically. “It’s fine, did you bring some clothes?” She handed me a bag, I smiled at her, thankful for what she did. I awkwardly hugged her, trying to avoid the pain around my body. I went and got changed in the toilets. I cried as I looked at myself, I look like shit. People were putting it mildly. I turned around, and pulled up the back of my top. I stared in horror as I saw the mark down my back. Fuck.

The day went by painfully slow, there were times I didn’t think I was going to make it. I need pills, anything to rid myself from this pain. I avoided Damon at any point possible, and he tried his best too. It only hit me that I was homeless in last lesson, what am I going to do? Do you think she will let me come back? Do I even want to go back after everything? I decided to walk home, she will probably be sorry for this morning, she took it too far. But that doesn’t even seem likely. I got out my keys from my pockets, and went to open the door. But my key no longer fit. The bitch changed the locks. How could she do this? I’m her fucking daughter! I have nowhere to go. I sat outside for hours, hoping my mum would change her mind and let me come in. It was past midnight, and I started to get scared. I couldn’t stay out here. I decided to do what I had been avoiding all day, I got out the note from my pocket and dialed his number in my phone. It’s been ringing for ages, he must be asleep, damn. Then the ringing stopped and I heard his voice from the other end. “Hello? Do you have any idea what time it is?” I ignored his unwelcome tone, after all he was the only hope I had. “Erm hi it’s me, Elena”

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