Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries or any of its characters, I am not that talented.
-Chapter Eleven-
The Things We Do For Love
Elena's POV
"So Elena, how is your progression with Matt coming along?" Dr Vreeland asked.
"Its going ok I guess, if you're asking whether or not I have told him about Damon or about Thea, then no, although I texted him this morning to tell him that there is something I had to tell him!" I stated.
"And what is it that you have to tell him?" Dr Vreeland asked.
"Well I was going to tell him about Damon, to begin with and then when I gain more courage I will tell him about Thea!" I stated.
"Well that's great Elena. You have made such a great improvement, these last two sessions have gone really well," Dr Vreeland said, looking down at her notepad.
"Thankyou," I replied, happily.
"You deserve it Elena, you truly do. Now moving away from Damon and from Thea, how is college going?" Dr Vreeland asked.
"Its going well, I have been doing a lot of study at the moment, with exams coming up, which has given me a great deal to do!" I stated, wearily.
"That's good, so it's provided you with a distraction?" she reiterated.
"Yeah it has, it means I don't have to think a lot about what happened, which is good," I said.
"It is," Dr Vreeland said, agreeing with me.
"Matt and I have quite a solid relationship and I think that we are really trying to make it work!" I stated happily.
"Well that's great news Elena!" Dr Vreeland stated. Dr Vreeland and I finished up the relatively short appointment. I walked out of the office and stopped at a café to get a coffee and to text Matt as to his whereabouts. Matt was quick to reply and informed me that he was on his way to the café. It didn't take long for Matt to get there and when he did the two of us immediately ordered more coffee and lunch.
"So Elena, why have you asked me to lunch today?" Matt asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
"What makes you think I need a reason? Can't I just take my wonderful boyfriend out to lunch?" I asked coyly.
"Well you usually don't text me saying, hey Matt, um do you think you would um like to maybe, I don't know meet me for lunch, I have to ah ask you something." Matt said reciting my words exactly.
"Well, I have been going to therapy a few days a week, to deal with some of the things in my past!" I stated, not taking my eyes of my coffee.
"What is the therapy for?" Matt asked, his handing now resting on mine.
"There are a few things about my past that I have yet to tell you and I must worn you that I can't tell you them all in one go, I have to do it in my own time!" I sated.
"Elena, you don't have to tell me if it's too hard!" Matt stated.
"I want to, I need to, if not for you then for myself," I said.
"When I was sixteen, my parent's picked me up from a party that I was attending and on our way home, a thick fog came over the car and my father couldn't see the road very clearly and we hit the side of the bridge on the way into town. I obviously lived but both my mom and my dad were killed instantly," I said.
"Oh Elena, I'm so sorry, I had no idea!" Matt stated, his hand rubbing up and down my arm.
"Its fine, it happened a long time ago and I have come to accept it. I never told you because it was something in my past that I didn't really wish to share with people, but seeing as we are together and our relationship has progressed I really just wanted to tell you."
"Well thankyou for telling me, I really appreciate it and if you ever need to tell me anything else about your past, please know that you can," Matt said, his hand never leaving my arm. Matt and I left the café once we had finished our meals. I headed to Columbia where I had one of my classes. Matt went back to our apartment, informing me that he was going out with a few of his friends tonight. Instead of taking Matt up on the offer to go with him, I instead called Bonnie and Caroline who agreed to go out for drinks. I arrived at Columbia just in time for my class. I went into the lecture hall and sat in the seat Caroline had reserved next to her. She had all of her books and pens on her desk and handed me mine when I sat down. Our professor came into the room a few minutes after I arrived. His TA handed us all back our assignments that we had completed the previous week. I glanced down at my paper and saw the letter A with a red circle around it. I smiled, happy with my accomplishment, as I thought I had rushed the assignment.
"What did you get?" Caroline asked, peering over at my paper.
"A" I replied, "what about you?"
"OMG good job Elena, that assignment was really difficult!" Caroline stated. She held up her paper at me, showing me she received an A minus.
"Good job!" I replied. Our professor began talking about how we all went. He was impressed by all of our improvements and told us whose work we was the most astounded by.
"Jacob your work was excellent; every point was clear and outstanding!" said the professor, regarding one of the smartest students in our class. Caroline rolled her eyes, every time the professor began complementing Jacob; whom she clearly envied. Caroline didn't however roll her eyes when the professor began applauding my work and telling the class that he had passed it onto a number of different professors to admire. Caroline slapped me on the arm; showing me just how impressed she was. Once our class was over Caroline and I walked back to her apartment, where Bonnie was dressed and ready.
"How was school?" Bonnie asked as I went and sat on their couch.
"It was alright, I guess," I replied.
"Alright?" Caroline questioned, "Elena got an A and our professor couldn't stop talking about her amazing work!" Caroline stated.
"Good work Elena!" Bonnie stated congratulating me. I smiled as a thankyou and got up off the couch to walk out with my two best friends. The three of us walked downstairs to the bottom of their apartment to hail a cab. I told the driver to drive us to Milk and Honey; a bar in Soho that the three of us were dying to try. Once arriving at the bar the three of us found a vacant spot at the bar. Caroline sat in the middle, with Bonnie and I at both her sides.
"How did your date go with Stefan?" I asked Caroline.
"Isn't this date number five?" Bonnie questioned.
"Six, actually, but whose counting?" Caroline said clearing her throat. "It went really well! We went to this restaurant in Midtown and it was so delicious and then we went to a movie and he walked me home."
"All this walking you home Care, but you never invite him in. You didn't wait that long with Tyler!" I stated.
"Well I see my relationship with Stefan going longer than I saw Tyler and I's relationship. With Stefan I actually see a future, I don't see an expiry date, plus Bonnie is always home and Stefan doesn't have a home at the moment. I guess we are both just going to have to be patient!" Caroline stated, taking a sip of the drink that had just been placed in front of her.
"Is there going to be another date?" I asked.
"Yes we are going out tomorrow night actually, he's taking me to see this show at the state theatre," said Caroline.
"Ohhhhhhhh that sound's interesting, maybe a quickie during intermission," said Bonnie coyly.
"Hahah, nice try Bonnie!" Caroline replied, fake laughing.
"What is Stefan actually doing?" I asked Caroline.
"He's studying architecture at the moment," Caroline said.
"He's probably designing your family home as we speak!" Bonnie stated, causing the three of us to break out into a fit of laughter.
-Line Break-
Damon's POV
"Katherine are you almost ready?" I asked.
"Almost!" Katherine shouted back from our bedroom. I had just finished packing the food that we had prepared and was now packing the wine and other drinks we were taking to my family's hose in the Hamptons. We would only be gone for three nights and had only packed the essentials. Once packing the wine in the cooler bag, I checked the time on the clock on the wall and noticed we were meant to be on the road ten minutes ago to get to our destination at lunchtime. Leaving the kitchen, I went into our bedroom to see whether or not Katherine was done. My eyes widened at the amount of suitcases she had on the bed.
"Katherine, we are only going for four days!" I stated, bewildered by the vast amounts of clothes she must have packed.
"Oh Damon, its only three suitcases and they have shoes, toiletries, clothes, towels and electronics!" she stated, zipping up the last suitcase.
"I will never understand why women need to pack this much stuff!" I stated. Katherine grabbed the three suitcases that were on the bed and rolled them out of the bedroom, past the lounge and kitchen and placing them outside the lift.
"And I will never understand how men can have so few things to pack!" Katherine stated, calling the elevator and getting in once it reached our level. Katherine got in the elevator and held the doors open for me so I could wheel in my suitcase. Once the two of us had everything in the lift we took the elevator down to the lower car park, where we packed my range rover and got in the car. Driving out of the 15 Central Park West car park, we followed the GPS directions to my family's holiday house. It took us just under two hours to get to my mother's place, usually a lot longer due to the heavy flow of traffic, leaving New York at this time of the year.
Katherine and I pulled into the winding driveway of my parent's holiday house and got out of the car. My mother was at the front of the house waiting for us and waved as we got out of the car. "Hello," my mother said, her white dress blowing in the wind.
"Hey mom!" I replied, coming towards her with my arms outstretched and bringing her into my embrace. Katherine came and stood next to me and at the same time my mother and I pulled away from each other's embrace. "Mom I would like you to meet Katherine," I said, motioning my hand to my girlfriend, "and Katherine I would like you to meet my mother," I said motioning my other hand to my mother.
"Its so wonderful to meet you!" Katherine said, wrapping her arms around my mother.
"I have heard so much about you Katherine!" my mother stated; the two of them, staying in each other's embrace for a short time, before they pulled away from each other and my mother ushered Katherine into our holiday house. I went back to the car and unloaded our bags, placing them at the front door when my father came and unexpectedly intercepted me.
"Hello son," said my father.
"Hi dad!" I said rather uninterested in anything other than the pleasantries he had to say.
"Did you get the briefs that my assistant sent over? The one's regarding the new deal that we will close with the Zeckendorf's?" my father asked, picking up two suitcases and bringing them inside.
"Yes I have!" I stated, "my secretary will prep me on Monday and I will start the presentation on Tuesday," I said, grabbing the last suitcase and brining it inside, my father following close behind me.
"Well good then and I hope you will seal them like you did the Texans!" my father stated. When I walked into the kitchen, having put our bags in the hallway I was overtaken by a strong smell that reminded me of my childhood.
"What are you cooking?" I asked my mother, who was posted at the kitchen bench chopping up herbs.
"I am teaching Katherine how to make your favourite pasta sauce!" my mother stated.
"Katherine is cooking?" I asked, looking over to Katherine, who was stirring pasta in a pot.
"Is that so hard to believe?" Katherine asked.
"Yes, yes it is!" I replied, mockingly. For the rest of the night my mother taught Katherine how to make one of my favourite meals, which we then ate.
"So Katherine," my mother began, "tell me what you have in store for my son?"
"In store?" Katherine questioned.
"Well Damon refuses to tell me anything about yours and Damon's personal life, but I would love to know if you two are planning for the future," my mother said, whilst taking another mouthful from her plate.
"Well Damon and I don't talk about the future per se, but we have spoken about where we would like to eventually wind up and what the two of us would love to ultimately settle down and do!" Katherine stated.
"Settle down?" my mother questioned, "do I hear grandchildren in the midst?" she asked. Both Katherine and I awkwardly looked at one another and laughed at my mother's desperate approach to have a grandchild.
"Mom stop hassling Katherine!" I stated.
"I just want to know if the two of you are planning on thinking about your future. Damon you're not getting any younger and you are at a point in your life when you can have children and I just want the two of you to be happy!" my mother stated.
"Mom you really need to not be so invested in my life!" I stated, becoming quite irritated with my mother's antics.
"Well I have only known Katherine these short few hours and I love her already, she is such a great woman Damon, so don't lose her!" said my mother.
"Don't worry Mrs. Salvatore, Damon won't lose me!" Katherine stated, placing her warm hand on top of mine.
"Well good, because Katherine is a much better fit for you than that Elena!" stated my mother.
"Mom please stop, ok?" I said in a raised tone, whilst getting up out of my seat and walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs to my bedroom. I sat on the edge of my bed, starring down at my hands that were in my lap. I grabbed my phone that was in the back pocket of my jeans. I flicked through my contacts looking for just one. I slid my index finger down the screen of my phone until I got to the contacts that started with E. I still had her phone number, if it was still the same one. I could never bring myself to delete Elena's number because if I did, it felt even more final. Deleting the only connection I had left to Elena was something I didn't want to think about. I couldn't erase the only slither of hope I had to reunite with Elena, so instead of deleting the last shred of hope I pressed the call button next to Elena's name. The phone immediately started dialling, one ring, two rings, three rings.
Sorry I haven't updated in a little while, I jus have been really busy with my work. Thank you to everyone who has been reading and following and reviewing etc.