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Chapter 11

Damon sat in the porch swing of Elena's childhood home. He hadn't brought himself to knock yet. He felt bad for making her leave and pushing her away, now he just wanted to see her to apologize and talk to her about what happened today. She always had the best advice, and she could always manage to calm him down.

He could hear her open the door, her keys smacked together as she obviously seemed rushed.

"No Stefan, I'm leaving now! Because I've been waiting for you to call me back and tell me you found him for an hour! I'm not waiting anymore. I'll call you when I-" As she closed the door she saw Damon on her porch swing. "Uh, never mind. I found him. Talk to you later, okay?" She spoke softly before hanging up. "Hey."

"Hey." He responded back in the same soft voice.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to apologize. I shouldn't push you away, because honestly, I think I need you right now more than I've ever needed anyone. You're my best friend, it's just been really hard and I'm ashamed of everything he did to me. I don't want you to look at me with pity or as if I'm fragile. I just want you to look at me how you've always looked at me."

She was glad that he was finally opening up to her but she felt like more was going on. She went to sit beside him. "Where were you Damon? What happened?"

Damon sighed. "I went to see my dad."

"What?! Are you crazy? What did he say to you?"

"I needed answers. I thought that, besides my mom, he was the only one who could answer my questions."

"What did he tell you?"

"He's not my dad."

"What?" Damon gasped. No! He's lived with that man his whole life! He knows who his father is.

"Your mother slept with another man shortly after we got married. I'm sorry that I had to tell you but you're almost 18 now." He was sorry? Giuseppe Salvatore was never sorry. This man only ever showed him compassion if it had to do with his mother.

"My birth certificate?" Damon questioned.

"I did adopted you. I'm legally your father. Your biological father signed his rights away. We made a fake one."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You hated me. I didn't really care, but I didn't want you to hate her too."

"Who's my father?"

"That's a story for another day, son."

He didn't care if his son knew, but Damon knew he wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing the truth.

Elena was shocked after hearing what her boyfriend just told her. He'd been living with an abusive man who wasn't even his father? God had he had a long few months.

"Damon..."

"Don't say anything. I know that you feel bad for me, but just for tonight I'd like to pretend that you still see me as the old Damon, if that's okay?"

"Is that why you didn't tell me about your dad? You were afraid I'd pity you?" She asked, finally realizing the truth about the walls he put up.

"And to protect you."

Elena's eyes were watering. "Okay. I'll let it go tonight, but I should probably take you home."

"Not tonight. They've probably known for eighteen years that they aren't my family. Can I stay here?"

"Elena nodded. "Of course. But you're not sleeping in the basement."

"The couch is fine."

"No. My bed."

"I haven't slept in your bed in a while..."

"I know."

He follows her inside and up to her room. He closes the door behind him.

"So... what do-"

Just then her lips are on his, her tongue begging for entrance. They walk toward her bed and he lays her down, settling himself on top of her. His hands start going underneath her top.

"Wait." She gasps.

He stops. "What is it?"

"Are you sure you're okay to do this?"

Damon nodded slowly, he wanted this with her more than anything.

"You're still recovering. What if I hurt you?" She asked concerned.

He looked into her eyes and smiled at the worry she felt for him. He shrugged. "We'll go slowly." He leaned back in for a kiss and continued where they left off.

"Elena can I borrow your-" Katherine barged in, interrupting them. Damon quickly rolled off of Elena as Katherine quietly laughed to herself, amused. "So, you really are stealing my leftovers. Just letting you know Damon, she may look like me, but she will never compare. We all know how you like your women." She smiled.

"I'm over you Katherine."

"So you think. They always come back for more."

"I have a feeling that's you."

Katherine glared at him. "You won't last long. Enjoy him while you can Elena. Underneath those clothes, mmm, better than you can imagine."

It suddenly got very awkward between the two on the bed.

"You're welcome to leave now." Damon snarled.

She glared back at him. "Fine. I'll see you in the morning." She started heading out before stopping, "Oh! And Damon? If you get bored, I get lonely in my big bed. You're welcome to join me." She winked at him as she left the room and Damon just rolled his eyes.

"Tonight's not the night is it?" Damon asked Elena, disappointed.

"Nope." She answered quickly.

The next morning they were sitting on the couch watching the morning news. Damon hated it and found it depressing but Elena said that it's important to know what is going on in the world. She had her legs crossed, eating a bowl of Frosted Flakes. Damon, beside her, was just eating a chocolate chip muffin that Miranda made. She always had some ready in case anyone was hungry. Or rather, if Damon just "happened to show up" in the morning before school without having any breakfast.

Damon, who couldn't be bothered with the news, just looked at Elena. God she was beautiful. Today especially. He loved seeing her in the morning with a fresh face. No makeup, hair wavy and undone. He loved when she was just in sweatpants and a t-shirt not caring what anyone else thought.

Katherine walked in to the room as Damon was staring and smirked.

"Looks just like me doesn't she?" Katherine blurted out. It startled both of them.

"You wish Katherine." Damon snarled and it made Elena smile a little. Her and Katherine were like twins, but it was always nice to hear that Damon saw no similarities between them.

"All I have to say, is that I was first. I was the beginning."

"And Elena will be the end." Damon shot back.

Just as she was about to spurt some mean thing about Elena they all heard the news and shot their heads back towards the television.

"We all remember a young 17 year old Damon Salvatore of Mystic Falls was discovered in his home after being beaten by his father for years. New evidence has unfolded on the investigation. Now, as the police are still investigating, they say they have reasons to believe that the boy may have been molested by his fath-"

Elena turned it off before the news reporter could finish her sentence. For once Katherine was silence, which actually bugged Elena. She prayed for Katherine to say something right now to get his mind off of it but even she couldn't be that cruel.

Elena looked to Damon who was still staring at the black screen.

"D? You okay?"

"He didn't molest me." He tensed.

"I believe you." She said softly, yet she didn't believe herself.

"WHY DOESN'T ANYONE ELSE? I TOLD THEM ALL I COULD!" He screamed, standing up and yelling at Elena.

"Damon." Katherine said.

"THEY HAVE NO RIGHT! THIS IS MY LIFE!"

"Damon stop!" Katherine yelled.

"Did you tell them something? DID YOU TELL THEM ABOUT ANYTHING?!"

"DAMON STOP YELLING AT HER!" Katherine screamed surprising them both. "I know you aren't angry at her, but directing your feelings on her isn't going to help the situation."

Katherine was reasonable? Since when?

There was a knock at the door and Katherine excused herself to go and get it.

Damon plopped on the couch. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you."

Elena slowly sat down next to him, her head on his shoulder and hand on his knee. "I know. You're just a little upset right now. A lot is going through your head."

"Yeah but that's no reason to get angry at you. You're about all I have right now." He kissed her on the head and she smiled.

Before she could respond with a list of people there for him, Katherine came back.

"It's Liz- Uh Sheriff Forbes." They were so used to calling her Liz off duty.

"What does she want?" Elena sat up.

She pointed to the boy. "Damon. She wants you to meet someone."

Damon looked confused when Liz walked in with a tall brunette man with blue eyes.

"What're you doing here?"

"Damon, you know Mason Lockwood." Mason Lockwood was a well known lawyer in their town, also the younger brother of the mayor and uncle of his friend Tyler. He liked Tyler, but didn't necessarily care for Mason. "He is willing to be your lawyer if you take him. He's won so many child welfare cases. He thinks yours will be a piece of cake."

"Well it's about to get a hell of a lot more complicated."

"What?" Liz asked.

"Giuseppe isn't my father. Maybe you knew that, I don't know. Find him, win your case."

"It's your case..."

"I don't win. No matter what happens, I don't get to win. I'm close to 18 anyway, it wouldn't matter."

"Him not being your father will actually be good in your favor if he knew."

"Because I'm stuck with a deadbeat mom now? Not really in my favor."

"Mason is going to help you. He's got years behind his back for things not even remotely has rough as you've had it. We just want him guilty and behind bars before you're 18, so they'll be harsher in court."

"I don't care anymore. Just make sure he doesn't hurt anyone and I'll get a restraining order."

Elena eyebrows furrowed. "Don't you want him out away so he won't hurt anyone?"

"He wouldn't hurt somebody he didn't know and didn't raise. Not that he really raised me anyway." He murmured that last sentence.

Mason finally spoke up. "Listen kid, Mr. Salvatore needs to be put away. We can't risk anything. Especially for molesting underage childr-"

"HEY!" Damon stood up. "I NEVER said yes to that question. Liz?!" She was the only cop he talked to.

"You hesitated, Damon." She sighed.

"FUCK THAT. I said NO. Now the whole town thinks I'm a pussy who got raped by his own father."

"There's nothing to be ashamed about! He's a bad man. And all I did was put that you hesitated in my notes. Somebody must've seen it."

"We're done for today. You've got my own lawyer not believing me!" Damon stood up.

Mason stood up to talk to Damon. "Now Damon, as your lawyer, I believe everything you tell me and I will fight for what you say. All I'm saying is the evidence-"

"IS BULLSHIT!" Damon screamed.

Elena suddenly heard her mom running from downstairs and into their living room.

"What the hell is going on in here? Liz? What's Mason Lockwood doing here?"

Liz sighed after looking at Damon. "He's hopefully Damon's lawyer, if he agrees."

Mason stuck out his hand to shake. "Damon and I were just discussing his case but I'd say we're done for today."

"So would I." Damon said.

Liz and Mason excused themselves and Damon was still obviously pissed off.

"Damon..." Elena started.

"I'm going to the Grill." He said quickly as he walked out.

Elena looked at her mother. "Mom?"

Miranda nodded, knowing that Damon needed her in that moment. "Go ahead. Make sure he's alright."

Elena nodded. "I will." She smiled slightly before running out the door.

Damon, of course, didn't put up any kind of fight about Elena joining him. His storming out was actually an invite. Whenever he stormed out and Elena was in the room, it was an unspoken rule between them that she was supposed to follow, and vice versa. There was the occasional anger about not wanting to be followed but all would be quickly forgiven once they were hanging out and forgot why they were broody in the first place.

Damon and Elena sat across from each other in a booth at the Grill, sipping at their Cokes.

"How did my life get so messed up so quickly?" Damon asked, breaking the silence.

"Because you weren't given the gift of awesome parents, unfortunately."

"Where do you think my dad is? Do you think he knows?"

Elena wasn't expecting that. She shrugged. "I don't know. I think he has some huge job, and makes loads of money. He probably knows about you and decided not to be your dad because you'd be happier with less, in a smaller town with your mom. He didn't know her plans to leave. I bet he knows Giuseppe and had a long talk with him about trusting him to take care of his son, and now he'll be coming back soon to reek havoc since neither of your parents stayed around nor took care of you."

Damon smiled at her ability to come up with stories. "You really think he'll come back?"

Elena nodded. "Yeah, I do. Maybe soon. Maybe next year. But he'll be back, because you're too important to leave behind."

Damon smiled at her and leaned forward to give her a soft kiss. "Thank you." He whispered.

The bell of the Grill disturbed them, signaling that someone had just walked in. They didn't bother looking up.

"Damon!" They heard an all too familiar face.

"Oh not today." Damon muttered before looking up. "Mother." He greeted bitterly.

Lily was walking with a man. He was taller with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He was well built with a hint of stubble on his face.

"Who's this?" Damon asked, eyeing the man.

Lily looked over to the man before looking back at her son. "This is my friend, Julian. He's been letting me stay with him in New York."

"Why's he here?"

Lily sighed but Julian nodded for her to go on. "He's a psychologist. I want you two to talk."

You know this is your biggest mistake
What a waste, what a waste, what a waste
And of all the things you never explained
Well you know this is your biggest mistake

So yes, Lily is making him talk to a psychologist and Liz is making him get a lawyer (even though he was going to anyway). Right now, Damon doesn't like Mason. You will understand Damon's outburst in later chapters. You still have quite a few chapters before you find out more about Damon's father. Next chapter you get to see how not fine Damon is.

SONG: Your Biggest Mistake by Ellie Goulding. This is Damon's message to his mother and father saying that the things they never explained to him was a waste. I ran out of time for a song and I thought this one fit but not all the words so I just put t at the end.