Eyes Wide Open: Can Damon and Elena, best friends since childhood, open their eyes to a possible future together, or will they lose each other with their eyes wide open? Is this the end of their story..everything they had, everything they did, buried in dust?
A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first attempt at writing a multi-chapter story, so please be easy on me :) This story is like my baby and I have big plans for the story. It's going to be a rollercoaster so buckle-up and enjoy the ride! I'm about to be finished with school so I should be able to update as soon as I have time/inspiration. I already have the next chapter pretty much complete. I plan to update once I complete the chapter in advance..hopefully that will work out in the long run. Like I said, this is my first attempt at this, so please forgive me for any spelling/grammatical errors. Also, if you are interested in being a beta for me, I would definitely appreciate it! Anyways, enough of my ramblings...enjoy the first chapter "She Will Be Loved" of Eyes Wide Open.
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay a while
And she will be loved.
She Will Be Loved-Maroon 5
She withdrew her keys from her designer bag and slipped the key into the lock. As she stepped through the dark penthouse apartment, she felt her tiredness hit her in an instant rush. All she wanted to do was take off her pumps, her skin tight outfit, and get in a warm bed. Even through the darkness she followed the familiar path to the bedroom in the back. As she stepped further into the room she slipped off her shoes and pulled her shirt over her head. Finding his navy shirt on the floor next to the bed, she slipped it on her and removed her skirt. Using her hands to find her side of the bed, she sunk into the soft mattress and rolled to the familiar body next to her.
Feeling the new warmth next to him he moved closer and moved his arm over her thin waist and pulled the body right up against him. Tucking his head to the top of her head, he inhaled her scent and instantly relaxed further against her body.
The New York summer sun streamed through the window of the penthouse apartment. The light gleamed across the young woman's olive skin. The new warmth caused her to stir against the plush pillow. As she moved slightly from her comfortable sleep, she felt the weight of a familiar arm draped across her sheet covered waist. Gaining the energy to turn over, she rolled over to face the sleeping body of her best friend. Her gaze carried from his messy raven black hair, all the way down his muscular naked chest to the expensive black sheet that hung low on his waist.
Why must he sleep with nothing but his boxers on? Oh I know, because he's Damon-freaking-Salvatore, that's why.
As she brought her brown doe eyes back to his chiseled face, she was surprised to see icy blue orbs staring back at her.
"No need to stare, it's real" his normally velvety voice came out in a sleep-induced raspy tone. With an eye roll, Elena pushed against his hard chest in annoyance, in hope to push the cockiness right out of him. But of course, her attempt turned out into a slight nudge that barely moved him. He took the opportunity to pull her closer and roll her underneath him. With his roaming hands he began to tickle her sides, right where he knew she was the most ticklish. Elena squirmed from underneath him, wheezing for a breath of air in between screaming for him to stop and laughing uncontrollably.
This is how it has always been between these two best friends. They have been friends since they came out of the womb. Elena's parents and Damon's parents happened to be friends ever since their college days at NYU. The continued their friendship after college and remained close friends throughout their entire lives. Their friendships were so ironically in sync that the Gilbert's and Salvatore's got pregnant around the same time. Miranda and Arianna shared their pregnancy joys together and even joked about planning their children's future wedding to each other. Aside from their jokes, they knew that their children would have a close bond and counted down the days to the arrival of their bundles of joy.
Coincidentally, Arianna and Miranda went into labor the same day. Twelve hours into labor Arianna gave birth to healthy twin boys, Damon the oldest by 10 minutes, and Stefan. Four hours after Miranda pushed out a beautiful baby girl named Elena.
The two families liked to joke about which Salvatore brother Elena would choose to marry. However, the three children became close friends instantly and quickly became inseparable. Then the Gilbert's added another child into their family, Jeremy. Elena and Jeremy were always close, but nothing compared to the relationship between Damon and Elena. There was something unexplainable about Damon and Elena. From a young age they formed an unbreakable bond that even Elena and Stefan didn't have. Damon and Elena understood each other with just a look, it's almost as if they had their own silent language between each other. They were very loyal and fiercly protective over one another. Even after 27 years of living and growing up together, their bond remained strong as ever.
"Damon...stop...please...I can't...breathe" she wheezed out. But instead of stopping, he continued on with torturing her. "Just admit it Elena" her name rolled off his tongue "you were staring, it's okay, I get it all the time." Through her fits of giggles she reluctantly gave in. "Fine Damon, I was staring." He finally stopped tickling but remained on top of her. "But it's nothing I haven't seen before. I mean our Mom's made us take baths together when we were younger."
"Oh but Elena, I've grown bigger since then" he stated while wiggling his eyebrows seductively.
"Alright Mr. Salvatore, that's enough" she pushed his chest and he fell on the mattress with a thud next to her body. With that, she pushed herself up on the bed and leaned against the headboard. She began to roll her neck side to side in hope to relieve some of the tension built up. Taking that as his queue, Damon slid behind her and started to massage her neck in all the right places. Not being able to control herself, Elena let out a moan.
"Another late night at the bar I'm guessing?" Elena's job as a bartender meant working into the wee hours of the night and dealing with countless inebriated idiots that decided to make her job a living hell. "You don't even want to know. I'm just so glad you live so close and I'm able to just crash here." The bar Elena worked at happened to be located right around the corner from Damon's penthouse. It was a lot more practical for her to just go to Damon's after her shift instead of trekking all the way to the other side of the city in the middle of the night. Which is why she often found herself waking up in her best friend's bed.
Their sleepovers weren't quite uncommon. Ever since they were little, they found themselves sleeping in each other's embrace. It was like their closeness protected them from everything and anything. They comforted each other and all it took was to be near each other.
He whispered into the hollow of her ear, "Well I know just the cure to your symptoms." Her eyes grew wide as she caught on to his ideas. She glanced over her shoulder and asked"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Chocolate chip waffles?"
"Hell yes!
"Ugh, I don't think I can move."
"Well maybe you should of thought about that before you inhaled those waffles"
"Oh c'mon Damon, you know these are the way to my heart. I can't just have one."
"Yeah you remind me of that every Sunday morning."
"So what are your plans for the rest of the day?"
"Well, I actually have a lunch date with this one chick that Stefan wants to set me up with. So I'll probably go meet up with Alaric after this and let him vent about his pathetic life. How about you sweet cheeks?"
"Funny you ask. I was actually wondering if I could shower at your place and then you might possibly be able to drop me off at Mason's apartment. I haven't seen him in a couple days and I thought I could spend the rest of the day with him."
Mason Lockwood, tall, dark, and handsome boyfriend of little miss Elena for the past 6 months. The couple met at the local coffee shop one morning, which happened to be located between her apartment and his place. As she grabbed her coffee off the bar, she quickly turned toward the door and slammed right into a hard chest. With an immediate apology, Elena looked up to find an extremely good looking hazel eyed man looking down at her. He quickly assured her that it was no problem but she would have to do one thing for him, go out to dinner with him. At first she was skeptical about the idea, but the sincere look in his eyes smoothed out any worry she initially had. Ever since that fateful morning, their relationship only blossomed.
That was up until a couple weeks ago. Elena was sure that she was developing feelings of love for her boyfriend, but recently she was getting mixed signals from him. He seemed to always be busy with work and could never fit in time to spend with her. Which is why Elena found herself in the company of Damon so often lately.
Oh and not to mention Mason definitely did not approve of Elena and Damon's extremely close friendship. Mason felt that best friends of opposite sexes should not have reoccurring sleepovers together. It seemed like every time Damon and Mason were in the same room together, both felt the need to claim their territory of Elena. It was like they were two male dogs peeing on her just to prove something to one another.
While Damon supported his best friend through every relationship she had throughout her life, he couldn't help but not approve of Mason. He always felt like the guy had a hidden agenda and took advantage of his Elena. Elena constantly pleaded with him to get along with Mason and just support her despite his apprehensiveness. So that's what he did...well at least attempted to do.
"You really would rather spend the day with that dog than with your bestest most gorgeous friend?"
"Damon, he is not a dog. I don't understand why you can't just accept him and the relationship I've had with him for the past 6 months. He's a really good guy and he takes care of me. You should appreciate that he is taking care of your best friend."
"Oh I could definitely take care of you just fine by myself" Damon said suggestively but in a joking manner.
Elena just rolled her eyes and ignored her best friend's comment.
"So can you take me or not? If not, I can just walk all the way across town in this very skimpy outfit and just hope that there aren't any scary, old, pedophile men walking around waiting for a poor innocent girl like myself for them to kidnap." Elena exaggerated.
"Alright, alright stop. You know I would never let you walk across town by yourself even if you wanted to. I'll go pay the check and I'll drop you off to your little lover boy."
Elena got out of her chair and walked over to Damon and planted herself in his lap and gave him a wet sloppy kiss on the side of his cheek "thankk youuuu Damon, you're the best."
"Yeah, yeah, don't you forget that."
"How could I ever? You're my main man."
Elena walked up to the familiar setting of her boyfriend's apartment clad in a white sundress and sandals, appropriate for the current summer heat. As she knocked on the door, her long waves bounced across her tanned back. After the first couple knocks she became a little frustrated. She made sure that her boyfriend's car was parked in the parking lot before reaching the apartment. Elena knocked three more times and waited as patiently as she could before she attempted to open the door herself. She was surprised to notice that the door was unlocked.
Elena opened the door slowly and walked through the threshold. She called out Mason's name and waited for a reply. With no reply, she continued to search the apartment. She heard movement in her boyfriend's bedroom.
"Hello? Mason, where are you?" She spoke hesitantly as she opened the door of his bedroom and let her eyes scan over her worst nightmare.
Damon walked into the well-known restaurant and approached the hostess stand. As he stood in front of the hostess, the young woman gawked at the Greek God like figure before her. Words escaped her as she stared into the endless ocean blue eyes knowingly gazing back at her.
He was accustomed to this type of reaction from women. He grew up dealing with this on a daily basis. Yes, many people called him a cocky son of a bitch, but only the people that were close to him, knew that he was quite the opposite. Under the physical appearance of Damon, he was one of the most sweetest, caring, and giving person anyone could ever encounter. His mother, Arianna, raised him to be a strong, humble, and independent man, and he would never let his confidence get too much into his head.
"Well hello there beautiful, do you think you can reserve a table for two for me?" He questioned the young woman and finished off with a wink in her direction.
"W-um-ye-yes of course..can-I mean, may I have your name?" The poor young girl stumbled on her words as he continued to stare back at her.
"Damon. Damon Salv-" He stated his name, but was interrupted by a feminine voice behind him.
"Salvatore" The female voice from behind finished. Damon turned around to find a slender, good looking woman, with long dark hair, hazel eyes, dressed in a tight red dress, and a pair of black sky high heels accenting her long, lean legs.
Damon let out a long whistle and walked up to the female. "Let me guess, Katherine Pierce?" He stated in his normal charming ways.
"The one and only." She responded in a husky, seductive tone while she scanned her eyes up and down the handsome man in front of her.
"Um, excuse me, Mr. Salvatore? Your table is ready." The young flustered hostess stated from behind.
"shall we Ms. Pierce?" Damon offered out his arm to woman and she hurriedly accepted the invitation.
"We shall." The couple walked towards the back of the restaurant and sat down.
After settling in their seats, Damon started the conversation. "So what's your story Miss Pierce?" Damon questioned as he wiggled his eyebrows and charmed her with his bright blue eyes. But before she could reply his phone went off in his jacket pocket. The ringtone he heard signaled that it was Elena. They set up distinctive ringtones for each other so they knew that if one of them was calling, it was important.
"Hold that thought Katherine. I'm so sorry, but I really have to take this." He pointed towards his phone and walked towards a secluded corned a few feet away from this table. He noticed that Katherine was slightly astonished at his behavior but he could care less about what she thought. With that he answered his phone, "Elena I know you miss me after not seeing me for a couple minutes but I told you I'm on a date, what's up?" As he finished his last word he heard sniffling coming from the other side of the line and he instantly went into protective mode. "Elena, baby, what's wrong?"
Those words were all it took for Elena to crack over the phone. All Damon could hear was her sobbing. Through the crying, he distinctively heard the four words that would make him drop everything in a heartbeat, "Damon, I need you."
He could barely make out the words through her blubbering, but he knew that whatever he was doing in that moment didn't matter. All that mattered was going to Elena and helping her through whatever was making her hysterically cry.
"Where are you? I'll be there in five minutes."
"My house" she continued to sob through the telephone and Damon quickly promised her he would be there as soon as he possibly could.
Damon frantically returned to the table where Katherine sat. "I am so incredibly sorry Katherine but my best friend needs me and it cannot wait another minute. I will call you and reschedule as soon as I can." He spoke while grabbing his wallet and throwing down a couple twenties
"Are you serious?" An extremely annoyed Katherine responded.
"Please take this and order something or go somewhere else to get a bite to eat. Once again, I'm so sorry." He barely finished his last word before he was zipping out of the restaurant and running toward his Audi parked in the lot. He didn't care that he almost ran over innocent bystanders in the crosswalk, or that he went through red lights, he had to be somewhere, and he wouldn't waste another second to get there.
He had to get to his girl.
He took the steps of Elena's apartment lobby by three's instead of waiting for an elevator to bring him to his best friend. He couldn't get to her door fast enough. As he reached her door, he pulled out the key to her apartment and let himself through the entryway. He immediately found her slumped up against the wall in her hallway, clutching her cellphone, and tears running down her heart-shaped face. His feet carried him to her sobbing body and sat next to her.
"Lena, honey, look at me, you got to tell me what's wrong." Her watery brown eyes met his deep ocean blue ones and his heart sank in his chest. Yes, he's seen her cry countless times throughout their lifetimes. He's seen her cry tears of laughter, of happiness, and occasionally of sadness, but he has never seen the tears of heartbreak stream down her face. He pulled his hand from his side and reached for her hand in her lap and intertwined their fingers. He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze to encourage her explanation.
"I walked in on him with another girl" Elena could barely finish the sentence when she cried even harder than before.
As soon as the words left her mouth Damon saw red. His jaw turned hard and all he could think about in that instant was beating Mason to a pulp. But as soon as he felt his best friend's head rest on his muscular chest, he was brought back to reality. He embraced her trembling body with his arms and let her soak his thin t-shirt with her salty tears. In order to calm her down he took his hand and stroked her hair and back.
Damon knew how this simple gesture was all it took for Elena to calm down. Even when she was a little girl, Miranda would stroke her hand softly through her daughters hair and it would immediately calm her woes. As the years went on, it continued to be the only way to make things right for Elena.
It might of been hours or minutes before Elena's trembling body calmed down. It was when Damon could hear the deep breathing of her sleeping body against his chest that he decided to move her to the bed. Carefully moving beside her, he lifted her up and carried her bridal style to her bedroom.
Once he reached the mattress he slowly put her down and slipped the covers over her body. He stood over her sleeping body and noticed that a lock of hair fell against her cheek. With a feather light touch he moved the piece of hair away and caressed her soft skin.
As he watched her sleeping body he thought about how broken she looked before she dozed off. All he wanted to do was fix it. But honestly, he had no idea how to handle this situation. In all the relationships she had during her life, she was the one to break them all off. This was her first heartbreak and he wanted to just take all the pain away.
The touch on her cheek caused her to stir from her sleep. Opening her eyes, she saw her best friend standing beside her bed. "You're not leaving are you? Please stay with me. I don't want to be alone." Elena stated in a panic. Those were the only words it took for Damon to move to the other side of the bed and remove his shoes. Slowly he laid upon the mattress and turned on his side to face Elena. Brown met blue and it was as if they were seeing into each other's souls.
"Damon, why did he not want me anymore?" If his heart wasn't already in his stomach, it definitely was now.
"Elena, I have no goddamn idea why anyone would do something like this to you. You don't know how hard it is for me to not go out this very second, find him and beat him to death. No one does this to my girl. No one."
"Is there something wrong with me?" This question took him back. How could anyone make her feel like this.
"Elena stop it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. You are the smartest, most beautiful, funniest, and kindest person I know. Don't let that jackass make you feel like this."
"You're just saying that because you are my best friend."
"No Elena, I'm saying it because it's the truth."
"I thought I loved him. I really did. I was going to tell him today. I was going to walk into his apartment, find him and give him a mind-blowing kiss and pull away and confess my love for him. But instead, I walked in on him with another fucking girl. Why did he do this? I thought I was doing everything right in the relationship." Her emotions surfaced once again and she couldn't control the words spilling from her lips.
Damon moved closer to her body and pulled her against him and just whispered, "Everything will be okay, don't worry I'm here. Hey, look at me." Elena moved her head to look at her best friend. Damon moved his hands to cup her face and stared into her brown doe eyes. "This is not your fault." He stated with conviction in order to prove his point.
Elena searched his blue orbs and before she knew what she was doing, her lips pressed up against his. Damon was taken completely off guard by his best friend's lips upon his, but then relaxed into the kiss. With eagerness, Damon responded to the kiss and before either knew what was happening, he was on top of her and their kisses were becoming even more heated.
He pulls away after feeling the gravity of the situation. "Elena, what are we doing? We have to stop."
"Please Damon, I need this. I need to feel something other than pain"
"Elena, I want to take that pain away, I really do. But, I can't have anything ruin our friendship."
"This won't ruin it. I promise. Nothing could ever come between you and me. Ever."
As her brown eyes met his blue ones, everything around them faded away and their lips met once again in a passionate kiss. Damon's hands roamed down her hips and pulled her closer to his body. His hands went lower and pulled her sundress over her hips and over her head. As her head rested back on the pillow and her dark chocolate hair fanned out across the pillow, Damon couldn't help but stare at the goddess below him. Her olive skin contrasted beautifully against her white lace panties and bra. Damon's hands followed his eyes and caressed her full breasts over the lace.
"God you're so beautiful." Elena pulled his face back to hers and kissed him fiercely. Her fingers found the hem of his cotton t-shirt and pulled it up over his muscular torso and discarded it on the bedroom floor. Running her hands down his abs she popped the button of his jeans and pushed them off his hips. With help from him, he was finally rid of all of his clothes except the black boxers that were hung low on his hips.
Reaching behind her back he unclasped the bra and pulled it off her arms. As their naked chests met back together, the heat in their lower bellies only grew. Their kisses became more heated and their wandering hands touched every surface on each other's undiscovered bodies. They both felt the need for each other and soon the remaining clothing was discarded.
His hand roamed over her full breasts, down her taut abdomen and parted her thighs. He teased her clit with his thumb and he could feel her wiggle from above. He placed his other hand over her stomach to prevent her from moving. He heard his name moan from her lips and decided that he teased her enough.
"Damon, I want you inside me."
"Baby, are you sure you want this?"
"Trust me, I'm sure."
He positioned himself at her opening and reached his hands towards hers and intertwined their fingers as they rested above Elena's head. With a small thrust, Damon entered Elena. At that moment, it seemed like the world stopped moving. He couldn't believe how good she felt. Better than anything he has ever felt before. Her warmth and tightness had him reeling. He felt her move from underneath him and he knew she was ready for it all.
He began moving slowly in and out and slowly picked up the pace. Her face beneath him was one he would never forget. Her skin glowed from the thin layer of sweat that accumulated from their quick pace. They found their rhythm like it was the most natural thing in the world. Elena pulled one of her hands free and moved it down his back, pushing him and encouraging to go faster.
Her name fell from his lips as his name fell from hers. All that could be heard was the soft moans and movement of their new found pleasure. It was as if the world around them stopped.
He could feel her approaching her oblivion and he was definitely seconds away from the edge. With that, he rotated his hips slightly so that he could hit deeper within her. She met him thrust for thrust and with one last movement, they both fell over the edge. "Oh God, Damon..."
"Holy shit" He breathed out from above her and pulled out of her warmth. Laying next to her, he brought his arm over his eyes to try and come down from his high. He could easily say that he never came so hard in his life. He needed a couple seconds to gain back him composure. He glanced to her face and realized she was in a similar position.
"Fuck Damon, now I know why every girl is so goddamn obsessed with you."
Damon's hearty laugh filled the room, "Well duh? What did you expect, that I gave them really good neck massages?"
"Oh stop" with a playful eyeroll, she moved her body underneath the blankets and laid against the pillows.
"That's not what you were saying a couple minutes ago" Damon sing-songed.
"See, I told you that this wasn't going to ruin our friendship. Now that I'm thinking about it, this could be more than a one time thing. I mean, I certainly enjoyed it, and I'm pretty sure you did too." She said as she rested her head against her hand propped up by her elbow.
"Oh I definitely enjoyed it" Damon replied with wiggling eyebrows.
"You see it's perfect, since I'm not getting any from another boy anytime soon, we could use our friendship for other...benefits...if you understand what I'm saying."
"I don't know Elena..these types of things never work out. I don't want to lose my best friend."
"You're right, but they never work because people get attached. We're already attached at the hip, only now sex is involved. Our friendship doesn't have to change at all. Let's just make some rules. You can date whoever you want, as so can I. As soon as we get into serious relationships we stop this."
"Okay..But as soon as it starts to change things between us, we have to stop. I need you in my life Elena, I can't lose you."
"Deal"
"So uh, you want to try this again?" Damon spoke seductively and started nipping at her earlobe.
The moan she responded with was all it took.
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