helloo friends. yeah, so i'm totally getting bored with this story, so this chapter is really short. i think i'm just going to make her have the baby in the next chapter or something. i encourage you to check out my other story; Summer Lovin' ; i think it's pretty rad, but i'd appreciate some more reviews, i love criticism and the whole lot. buttt, as boring as this chapter is, i appreciate you actually reading it.
love, murder.
"No. Uh uh. We are not naming our child that." Elena protested, sitting on their bed.
"Come on, babe. We have to decide on a name." Damon said, taking off his shirt and pulling off his jeans.
"Really? You have awful taste in names. Remind me again why you impregnated me?" She asked, rubbing her bare belly. She was only wearing pajama shorts and a bright blue bra, her stomach was inflated. She and Damon always measured her bump every month, this time she was so big she couldn't even remember the number.
"You, had sex with me." He complained, sitting down next to her. Elena glared at him. "So what do you suggest we name him?"
"Her."
"Him or her." Damon corrected, after a little help from Elena.
"We went over this already."
"Well, I forget because that was like, a year ago." Damon said, and Elena knew vampires didn't have crazy memory or something, but she figured Damon would have at least remembered what she wanted to name their child.
Elena looked at the baby book on her night stand. "Damon, light bulb." She aid, smiling mysteriously.
"Enlighten me, Mrs. Salvatore." Damon smirked, climbing on top of her to kiss her belly.
"Jace. For your boy, Jace. For my girl, Hayley." Elena smiled, grabbing his hair as he kissed the crevice between her breasts.
"I like it." He whispered against her chest, his hot breath making her intake a large, sudden breath.
"You do?" She smiled, tilting her head back as he continued kissing her chest.
Damon growled, which she took as a yes. She wrapped her legs around his body as much as she could with her large belly, and he wrapped his arms just under her stomach. "You, are amazing, Damon Salvatore." She whispered, and his lips kissed their way up her neck to her lips, which he kissed passionately, then bit on her bottom lip.
"I know."
"You are the most ignorant, fucking ass hole, I've ever fucking met." She yelled, throwing one of his tumblers at the fire place. "Ugh! You're so infuriating!" Damon stood quietly, watching her. Always watching her. "You don't get to choose how my life's going to end up, Damon Salvatore." She approached him her hair a curly mess of brown locks. She screamed, a frustrated scream, and began punching him continuously. She didn't stop punching him until she started to cry, and Elena Gilbert didn't cry if it wasn't necessary. She stopped, leaning stiffly against his chest, sobbing. He slowly, hesitantly wrapped his arms around her tiny waist.
"I can't let you die, Elena." He whispered, and she wasn't scared of Klaus or Elijah anymore. All that mattered was that Damon was there and that he'd do anything possible to save her life. And although at this time, it sounded fairly impossible, Elena had faith in him. After all the changes Damon had gone through, she's finally been able to put all her trust and faith in Damon. Stefan was gone, Caroline was dealing with Tyler and Bonnie hated Elena and Damon. All she had was him, and she didn't intend on letting go. Sure, Jeremy was always there, but it's not like Elena ever wanted him involved in anything that had to do with the supernatural. That would just be a mess.
"How did are lives get so fucked up?" she asked, after a moment of crying into his chest and staining his gray v-neck with tears.
"My entire existence fucked your life up. I should be dead, vampires should not exist. If our lives were normal, you wouldn't be a doppelganger, and I would have died a hundred years and some odd years ago. I'm sorry we brought you into this. Me, Stefan, Katherine. I'm sorry about everything." Damon said, hugging her tightly.
"It's not your fault." She whispered. "I became the human sacrifice all on my own. I'd rather die, than watch as you and Stefan and Caroline, Tyler, and Bonnie die."
"That's the problem. You dying for us isn't any better, Elena. Look, I know things have been rocky since Stefan left, and all this new stuff between us is weird, and you feel like your friends are abandoning you, but it's not true. We love you just as much as you love us. I…" Damon stopped to release her. "I love you, Elena, I hope you know that." She nodded, kissing him softly and tenderly on the lips.
"I love you too." She whispered.
