I try to kill my laughter as I attempt to open the front door of the house, the guy I met tonight at the bar is not only hot but fucking hilarious. He's been having me in fits of laughter all night amongst having me in moaning orgasims on the ride here. Not my finest moment, but not my worst either. As I try to put the damn key in the keyhole for the millionth time the door flies open and I'm met with a pissed off Stefan. He has bed head that makes him so fucking sexy, yes even I can admit that. "Hey Layla who's this guy?" I giggle, the dumbass actually thinks that's my name. "He's umm, he's.." I trail off because I can't stop laughing.

"Stefan Salvatore, 'Layla' here is my 17 year old cousin who's fake ID got her and her little friend into that club tonight." Stefan as usual lies so effortlessly. I am too shocked and too wasted by his actions to speak. "And you are?" Stefan crosses his arms and stares at him deadly. The tattoos on his arm bulge along with his nicely fined muscles as he flicks his tongue over the lip ring he's put back in, he looks scary.

"Trey Dodson, and I didn't know her age man I swear." Trey is sweating bullets. He's no match for Stefan in anyway, but surely my douchebag ex wouldn't try to fight him. I mean he has no grounds to! Look at his immature actions, his cousin? Please!

"Yeah, well I hope for you that your little dick hasn't been anywhere near her or we'll have fucking problems." Stefan informs him stepping out onto the porch, the only lights are from the front yard and it makes Stefan seem really fucking scary to this guy. It isn't until he's away from the shadows of the house that I can see that he is shirtless. He has a new tattoo on the right side of his ribs, and I can't make out what it is."If this is over that little comment about your whore Stefan, then you need to grow the fuck up." I growl at him. How fucking dare he do this!

Trey is all but shaking and I can't blame him, Stefan is a fucking scary man when he fights. Just him 'acting' like a mad man right now would be convincing even me if I didn't know him. "Look man, we just danced and I will admit that I bought her some drinks but I swear I didn't touch her." I laugh now and turn to look at this pathetic fuck face, "Oh so you didn't finger me in the Uber car?" I ask folding my arms over my chest daring this little piss ant to lie.

Before anything else can be said Trey is high tailing off the porch and running down the street. Scoffing I turn to Stefan who is smirking and I push him back against the wall of the outside house. "What. In. The. Actual. Fuck. Stefan?" I'm breathing heavy, I'm drunk and now my need to be fucked is gone! "Why did you do that?" He chuckles, "Maybe next time you should take it back to they guy's place, I don't like being woke up at 3 am from your drunken sexual escapades with some fuck boy 'Layla'." He tells me air quoting the fake name I gave Trey. Rolling my eyes I walk past him and onto into the house to my room, I can't stand to look him in the eyes.

As soon as my bedroom door closes Stefan strolls in as if he owns the damn place. "Get out Stefan." I tell him tiredly, all I want is to sleep for as long as my brother and Bonnie will let me, knowing that tomorrow is Thanksgiving it probably won't be a long slumber. As for Stefan he just leans against the dresser and crosses his arms and legs all while smirking at me. "I'm not doing this stupid bullshit with you, please get the fuck out of my room. You've done enough tonight."

"So this is how you behave in New York, can you imagine the look on Damon and Bonnie's face if they were to see some strange man in their house?" he says and now I laugh. "Yeah I can, Bonnie would say, good pickings this guy is hot and then she would ask me how good the sex was and if I had multiple orgasms. My brother wouldn't be too fond that he's a little pussy when it comes to standing up for himself, but that's about it." I smirk right back, he wants to play these dumb delinquent games? Well game on!

"Multiple orgasms? I doubt that." He's not looking so amused now and I mentally high five myself. I step closer to him until I am basically touching his upper body with my breast. "Well, if his fingers are as amazing as his dick would've been then maybe it wouldn't have been my laughter that would've woken you up." Stefan clenches his jaw as he stares at me with the look of jealousy and I revel in it. Good you damn bastard, you wouldn't have to feel like this if you would've stayed the second time. I was ready to say screw the past and I knew better, him leaving and not returning proved me right.

Turning I walk to the bed and kick my heels off, "You can leave now cousin Stefan." I say sweetly and fake as fuck, he doesn't budge. "So you're just going to stand there all night watching me?" I ask slipping out of my dress. His green eyes watch me as I undo my black lace bra tossing it to the floor, next my matching thongs follow.

"Night." I say before standing to pull the covers back and as soon as I crawl to the middle of the bed on all fours I feel his hands holding onto my hips. I freeze and turn my head to look him in the eyes. We say nothing at all. Then I feel his right hand move from my hip over my ass and down to my folds. His finger slides up and down making me wet and I curse myself mentally for allowing this to happen.

I shouldn't have said a damn thing to him. First Stefan circles my clit and I bit back a moan, then he enters a finger in me slowly at first and after a minute he picks up his speed. Another moan tries so damn desperately to escape my lips, but I'm doing my best to keep my mouth closed. "Do it. I know you want to." he whispers seductively and I let out a small moan into the pillow on my bed.

Another finger enters me and I cry out, thanking God, Bonnie and Damon's room is four doors away. "Did he make you feel this good?" he asks me and I shake my head no before he pulls his fingers out. I whimper and soon I am moaning again as his velvet tongue replaces his wicked fingers. Fuck me I feel so cheap. But if I ever had a damn weakness its was mother fucking Stefan Salvatore!

"Fuck." I cry out over and over, his talented tongue slips into my slippery hot core after paying attention to my clit. "Stef, I'm going to..." I fall apart. Right there on his face, while I'm on my hands and knees I have one of the best damn orgasms ever. I mean eyes rolling back screaming into the bed, toe curling orgasm. And he did it by fucking me with his damn tongue!

"Night Lena." Stefan whispers in my ear before smacking me on my ass and leaving the room. Fuck. Him. I hope his bitch tastes me whenever she kisses him.

I am mad at myself for egging him on. He makes me so damn mad, I mean why does he want to treat me so badly when all I ever did was stand in his fucking corner? Why do I allow things like this to happen?

Stefan

I need to apologize to her for last night. Well I need to apologize for the way I acted towards the guy she brought home, but I will never apologize for satisfying Elena. Was what I did a low blow? Yes. Did her drunken laughter wake me? No. I hadn't been able to sleep since everyone else left, I sent Tessa on her way and sat in darkness on the couch.

When I told her months back that I was coming back, I had every intention to, but I figured that we were done. Even though we had a moment I knew we were no longer the lovers we once were. She wanted me to come back, wanted us to begin again I could see it in her eyes. She may have wanted nothing to do with me at first, maybe she even wanted us to finally move on, but after her breaking down I could see that she just wanted me. At the time she was thinking about moving back to New York and I knew she would. She and I had become two different people, prison had me turned me back into the cold bastard I was before I left Brooklyn. My lifestyle killed Elena's bright light when I betrayed her. When I saw her for the first time after being gone for 5 years, I knew she was starting to shine again and I killed it... again.

It gutted me to hear the things about her. Being raped, the mugging and death of our unborn child. It made me see rage and when I went to Tes, I chewed her ass out, but then she plead her case saying how fucked up she had been at the time and that she even tried to apologize to Elena.

Tessa told me how Lena drug her out of her car and beat the hell out of her the night she apologized. She tried explaining that had she been sober that her jealous ways and attitude wouldn't have caused her actions, I doubt that. Apparently Elena wasn't hearing any of it so she beat Tessa's ass then proceeded to get her evicted amongst other things. I was told that Elena wasn't the girl I knew after losing the baby, that after she graduated high school she went a little crazy. I didn't want to believe anything that she said, I knew that Tessa was just trying to justify her actions painting Lena to be the bad guy.

I tried talking to her at the hospital when Charlotte was born, but she wasn't having it. Coming back into my old life with my long time friends and being thrust into our old world was overwhelming at the time. Seeing the only girl I've ever fucking loved and Tessa who had become a friend was too much for me, they both had things to say about the other and I was drowning in their words. Of course I want to believe Elena, and I do. Its just that even though Tes fucked me over there is still something we share and she has a way of getting to me. She may hate Elena, but there were others who admitted to my girl going fucking crazy and that was something that was hard to hear.

Damon comes out onto the porch just as the sun's coming up, I haven't slept and the look on his face tells me that we're about to have a talk. What a joy. "Been up long?" He asks knowing that I haven't been to bed at all, its still hard getting used to being in a real bed. "You know me, early bird getting the worm and all that shit." I say with a sarcastically with a shit eating grin. He snorts and joins me on the swing and lights a blunt passing it to me. Thankfully I did my whole sentence and I don't have to see a PO, which means no drug tests for me. "So tell me how this Thanksgiving is going to go." I can't believe he's beating around the bush, its so unlike Damon. I chuckle thinking of the best answer after passing the white grape wrap back to him."Oh you know, real turkey, chicken and dressing with sweet potato casseroles. Though the company will be better this year and I won't have to look at any CO's or the ugly mugs of my fellow inmates."

"I love you like a brother, but Tessa has to stay on her side of town today. Elena is in for a family visit and I don't want anyone giving her a reason to not come back." His words aren't just for Tessa, but for me as well. I nod in understanding, "Damon I wouldn't do anything to drive Elena away from her family, there's no telling when she'll be back and I want the two of you to enjoy your time together." He sighs and rubs his tired face, since becoming a dad he's gotten worn down and its written on his face. Running two business' being a husband and father has taken its toll on him, but I've never seen him happier. I secretly envy the life he has, but its me who dammed my happily ever after to hell. "You're my brother Stef blood and Elena be dammed, dammit you're my best friend. I mean yeah you and Elena had a thing back in the day and were very much in love, the two of you would've had a child had things not have gotten so screwed up for her and you, but the two of you need to go on hash everything out."

He has no clue about what was said between his sister and I back in July, not unless she said something but judging by what he just said I think she kept it to herself. He knew that I knew about the baby when he found me drunk out in the back yard of his old house two days after Elena left for New York. He asked if I was having a hard time adjusting and if I needed to vent, so I broke down and told him that I knew about the baby. I look down at my bare feet and take a breath, "She didn't just tell me about losing the baby Damon. She told me everything that she had gone through after that, about New York and what happened when she came home."

My throat starts to get tight thinking back to the emotional day when she unloaded everything on me. I want to run inside and just hold onto her, Elena is the only one who could ever break through my hard shell. The only woman who I'll ever be myself with, she will always be my other half. My better half. Damon looks at me with a broken stare and I can see the rage bubbling just under the surface. I know the feeling brother. "So you know." I nod biting my tongue. "Tessa told me about the things she said to her and how she tried to apologize to Elena. She said that Lena went postal on her and beat her ass, then I heard from a few others that she went wild after she graduated high school."

Damon looks away then stands and begins pacing, I stand as well waiting for him to tell me that its not true. If Damon says its all lies then I'll know the truth, he wouldn't bullshit me for a fucking second. "She had a rough go before she got accepted to Duke, before that God forsaken modeling agency. After she lost the baby, Elena buried herself in guilt, shame depression. She went to school and finished her senior year and graduated, then she started hanging out with our cousin Jeremey and his girlfriend Anna."

A knot forms in my stomach, their cousin Jeremey Gilbert is the biggest drug head around. They don't associate with him, nor do they claim him. "What happened?" I ask him, do I want to know? Elena wasn't that type of person. She didn't do shady shit and was always above her family, underage drinking and smoking weed as well as the occasional fight was Elena's deal, but never heavy shit. Never the life of a criminal. "She was always gone, drinking, partying, running dope. Never did it but she was a mule, she got into fights all the damn time and was never to be found. She went to New York with some guy she met while on a run to Atlanta, Caroline was with her. They were vacationing while Elena was dropping off Jeremey's goods." Damon closes his eyes and clenches his fist tightly and I'm just waiting for more of this shit to drop."Jeremey had called Elena and needed her to make a run from Duke to ATL." So this carried on even while she was in college?

"Anyway his name was Silas or some shit like that. He got her out of the shit she was doing for our little fucked up cousin only to thrust her into the modelling world and add more hell to her life." I now tighten my fist and clench my jaw, "Did Elena say anything about this Silas guy?"

Damon sighs and looks around to make sure no one is listening in on us, its 5 in the morning so I doubt anyone is up. "She said that he reminded her of you only by his looks. He was the parasite that raped my baby sister, him and some other sleaze fuck named Liam." I close my eyes and rip the front door open and march into the house heading straight for Elena's room. Goddamn Silas!