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~Prologue.~

"There comes a time in one's life where things come your way and you have to accept them. You have to deal with them. There are things that us as women have to live with because we were created so men could fuck us in the ass and not give a shit if we got hurt. We were meant to be little toys for them to flick over our clits and spit on his when we were getting two old. Men will fuck you over sweet heart and there is nothing you can do about it but just accept it. You just fucking accept it."

Elena looked at her mother as she held her teddy bear in her arms. The teddy bear had only one arm and one leg. Elena called him Mister Cripple because that's exactly how her father give it to her before he left. Left her and her mother alone. Elena held the bear tight to her chest as she stared up at her mother. Her mother was drinking again, chugging down a big bottle of vodka.

Elena was a girl of six and didn't understand what it was. Neither of what her mother was saying but she nodded her head anyway. Her mother was crazy when she would drink and Elena didn't mind. She would sit there and act like a good little girl. Listening to her mother's rant, even if she didn't know what she was talking about. She was sit there and humor her mother. Her father left when she was three and he never came back.

He went out for a cigarette and never came back.

He was never going to come back.

But that was a long time ago and Elena understood most of it now.

Things weren't meant to be if they weren't meant to be.

Her mother thought the same as well.

Elena wore a pink dress the fit her olive skin. She had no breast so the dress fell flat against her chest as she shook her hips to let the dress move. Her feet were naked and clean as she stood on the kitchen floor, looking up at her mother. Her chocolate brown hair was tied up into a high ponytail.

Her mother was sitting on a bar stool near the island in the middle of the kitchen. She was drinking heavily and Elena was slightly worried about her mother.

"Mummy, why do you drink so much?"

Her mother looked down at her daughter and the meanest scowl crossed her face.

"Because life will fucking spit on you. Because life will tell you it's sorry and never mean in. Because life will hurt you in the worst possible way and you would never see it coming. That's why I drink so much."

Elena watched her mother reach for the bottle in front of her and pour herself another drink and Elena still looked up at her mother as she drowned her bottle.

Elena didn't know this because she thought her mother was just hurt from all the men that she dated, leaving her but the last thing she said.

She was right.

;..;

Fourteen years later...

"So your getting married?"

Elena looked at her best friend, Vickie, as she continued to look at her as if she wanted to knock Elena out on the cold hard floor of her house.

"Yes I am. He asked me two months ago but I didn't want to tell anybody till now."

Vickie still had that, 'I'ma kill you' expression on her face.

She had light brown hair that reached passed her shoulders Nice hazel eyes that drew you into her seductive ways. She was wearing a white fluffy robe that was torn and tattered from all her years of wearing it. Brown slippers were on her feet. They were old and the bottom part of the slippers were falling off, but that was the last thing that was on Vickie Dovonan's mind.

She couldn't believe this shit.

Her once ex and roommate was getting married to that ponce Stefan Salvatore.

Yuck!

"So you decided to tell me now? Of all the people."

Elena nodded her head and reached for her starbucks coffee in front of her. She took a sip out of the white cover and placed it back on the table in front of her. She had her long hair held back in a messy single braid. Her brown eyes were trying to read her best friend's face as she sat on her living room to tell her the news of her two month old engagement. She wore a black baggy shirt of Stefan's and skinny blue jeans that were so dark they looked black and converse. She was feeling causal and not caring today.

"I'm sorry, Vic. I wasn't sure what to do."

Elena wasn't sure what to do. She had been with Stefan, 'green-eyed' Salvatore for nearly two years. They never did anything like Elena and Vickie. Vickie was Elena's first and last girlfriend. Elena had confidence issues and all guys hated how she looked when she was young. She looked weird to them so she went to chicks and the only one who really wanted to give her a try at the age of sixteen was Vickie. So Elena gave her a try till a year later, she met Stefan. He loved her for everything and even though he was a couple of years older than her, three, she still was interested in him. She dumped Vickie for Stefan and been with him ever since. She was hoping they would get married soon and love happy every after and was glad that he proposed to her two months ago.

Elena was so wrapped up in the plans of the wedding that she forgotten to tell people.

Was that natural?

"You do whatever the fuck you want, bitch. I don't give a shit about you anymore." Vickie snarled. She grabbed Elena's coffee and took a long sinful drink of it. She didn't place it down till she was done.

"You still love me, fucking whore."

This was the silly banter between them. They would call each other names and kiss and make up but that was when they were dating and Vickie taught Elena how to please a woman's body. This was a couple of years later and they were friends. Elena stayed with Stefan and Vickie dated but didn't really date. She just messed around with girls, never guys.

She was a lesbian and proud of it.

"Yes, sadly, I do." Vickie scowled at Elena and huffed, sighing with annoyance and anger. She couldn't believe she forgave Elena that easy. Just like the time Elena broke up with her for some dick. And she hadn't even fucked the dick yet.

Her best friend was a guy virgin. It was funny and then it was not.

Har. Har. Har.

"So when's the date and when are you going to fuck this guy?"

Elena was never shocked at the boldness of Vickie's words. She was used to it by now. Dated her for two years before she met Stefan, her savior and night in shining armor.

"I'm going to make love to him on our wedding night. He's a virgin too so wants to make it special. And in four months. He can't wait."

Vickie smiled and shook her head. She placed her hand on Elena's thigh and sighed once again. She had a feeling that he wasn't but she didn't want to ruin Elena's mood.

"I'm a bridesmaid. Shit I'm the maid of fucking honor."

"Of course, now should the colors be pink and blue or red and black?"

;..;

A man with blonde and brownish hair and green eyes was walking around the room. He was looking over his students as they worked on the quiz. He wanted to make sure no one was cheating. He walked around the room with his hands behind his back, a tiny note in his hands as he walked around the room. He was a French Teacher so decided to test them on the history and the language. How it started. Simple things like that.

His eyes kept trying to look over the dark skinned woman that was nibbling on her pen, leaving tiny dent marks in the said pen. She had her legs crossed under the table and she was chewing on her gum as she looked over the test.

When Stefan got to her, he noticed that there was nothing on the piece of paper but her name.

Bonnie Bonett.

He leaned towards her ear and whispered ever so coyly. "Meet me in my office after class. I'll write your English teacher a note." There was a slight smile in his voice as he stepped back and watched Bonnie shiver from his words.

He turned around flicked his tongue between his teeth as he looked over at his clock.

It read 2:29.

Before he opened his mouth that the bell was going to ring, it already did.

The students piled up their things and left, beside Bonnie. She sat in her chair, slowly picking up her things. She placed her pen back on her desk and stood up, picking up her purse to walk towards the front of the desk, making a grab for her paper and her pen.

After all the students were out of the class, she bent over the desk to place the paper on the desk and Stefan ran towards the door. He locked it and pulled the little divider done so no one could see inside.

He walked over to her and admired her short skirt. She was wearing no panties and he saw her pink wet pussy.

He placed the note in front of her face as he unbuckled his pants and pushed his boxers and pants down his legs. He held onto her hips as he slid inside of her.

She gasped and he moaned.

Bonnie held onto the desk as he pounded her, looking at the note.

A smile came to her lips of what it said.

'Go out to dinner with me'

She was a college student and he was her college teacher. It wouldn't matter.

No one would care or notice and they had been doing this for months.

Not even his bitch of a no giving up fiancee knew about it...

And as Stefan slapped her ass hard through the material of the skirt.

The fucking bitch was never going to find out.

So how do you like the chapter. The start of the story. Do you think they should vampires or human in this story? I don't know. I guess I would like everyone to review on this story. This is Delena but it will take awhile because come on Elena is in love with Stefan. If you have any ideas for anything to happen, please let me know. I will add them in. I will try to update on;

To love a monster, The Damons, Paging Dr. Salvatore, and A batch of black roses.

Any ideas for any of these stories, please let me know,

Thanks, DomO