The day of the funeral was a dark and gloomy one. the casket was being held by some of Lily's male cousins, and weeping was contagious all around. Lily looked up at her fathers casket and felt tears running down her cheeks. why did papa have to go. why couldn't he just stay with her. She was a good girl, she did what he told her to, why did God have to take him away. Her mother howled the loudest and clutched at uncle Marcus. The sky was black not a ray of sunlight remained. The priest started to speak, and the howls got louder. Her sisters stood next to their mother and held her hand tight. Mrs. Marie threw her head back with fresh tears and moaned. then her head came down and her brilliant eyes focused on lily. she glared at her daughter her face contorting in rage.

"you! you did this, I knew you were no good, you killed your own father!"

"no, mother I didn't." lily protested but the woman continued on

"yes! you're a witch, an abomination. A curse from hell!" lily shook her head frantically. everyone was staring, gasping, and yelling. her mother started for her, "witch, she is the reason my husband is gone, she saw it. knew he would suffer and still did nothing."

"no I didn't know honest! I didnt mean for papa to die." her mother gave a scream of outrage. she was face to face with lily seething.

"it is all your fault, you killed him, you and your demon lover," she turned and glared at Damon who was standing right next to lily. he didn't speak just stared

"mother..."

"you are no child of mine! I regret the day, I gave birth to you, a devil in human form is what you are and you took the only happiness I had in my life you murderer!" the she pulled her hand back and struck lily across the face. lily turned back slowly clutching her cheek and new tears in her eyes. "go to hell where you both belong."

"mother, please I didn't know..." her mother slapped her again and lily shrieked this time. Damon gripped her wrist to prevent her from touching lily again.

"don't you dare touch her."

"get your hands off of me vampire, you both should be burned at the stake." she wrenched her wrist from Damon's then looked at lily again with the most hateful look she had ever seen "murderer." she said then spit on the ground in front of them before walking away. and before lily could blink she and Damon were surrounded. people yelling and screaming at them, mainly her, calling her a murderer and a witch, an abomination. they were pushing her and lily was suffocating, she blinked her eyes in fear trying to find Damon's hand as they pushed up closer on her.

"no, I'm not a murderer, I didn't kill papa please." she tried to shout but it came out in a hoarse whisper of pain and fear. they closed in touching and hurting her. "Damon help" again the hoarsest of whispers and tears gathered in her eyes. tears for her, tears for papa, tears for her mother, and tears for her sisters. Darkness consumed her until she couldn't even see the blackness of the sky.

Lily bolted awake, breathing heavy and covered in sweat. Damon slept next to her unaware of her bad dream. Angela had given her a kind of dream catcher, that worked in a good way. It made it incapable for Damon to see inside her mind unless she wanted him to, and right now she didn't. She had had this reoccurring dream ever since the real funeral, where her mother had fainted right across the coffin. Lily had felt ever so guilty, though Damon told her that she had no idea it was her fathers pain she had been feeling. He had died of a very rare disease that was supposedly being spread throughout his body for years. It was caused when a person worked around coal mines and wood a lot. and that was the job Hanson had had for years, working with coal and building new houses, without protection on his face. Her poor papa, oh how much he suffered. Her mother had found him in the beginning, screaming in pain and deep spores that looked like purple burn marks and a high fever. he suffered and when the pain finally stopped, so did his heart. tears traveled down her cheeks and on to the sheets drying an disappearing there. Damon moved slightly, so his soft breath was on the back of her neck. Today was her fifteenth birthday and she didn't feel like getting up. She had cramps and was bleeding again. She had explained it to Damon and he agreed to make a big thing out of today. After her papa's funeral she had cried for weeks, an didn't even notice Damon there with her the entire time. She blamed herself but of course it couldn't be her fault she was away, and her father had been working in the mines that had killed him. If the visions weren't so damn blurry now, if they could just be normal pictures. Clasarra should know about it but lily didn't want to talk to anyone today. She got another painful cramp and groaned softly. Damon moved again this time he got up.

"lily, are you alright?" he asked and for some reason she was washed with anger. turning so he could see her face she hissed

"Do I look like I'm alright Damon? I'm in pain and not very happy about it." he stared at her for a moment then got up. She might have upset him but lily didn't care, he could take it. she watched him pull his clothes on then he left for the washroom. Lily sighed and rubbed her face. Why did she have to feel this way on her birthday, these cramps needed to get lost and never come back. She ran fingers through her hair then pulled the blankets back. When she picked out the dress she would wear she went into the bathroom beside Damon's room. There was so much blood. she hated it. But she cleaned up and started getting ready. They met downstairs in the dining room, he was sitting at the head of the table reading like he always was. "morning" she whispered and he ignored her for a moment before responding

"Oh are you feeling better now? you can speak to me without blowing up." she glared then sat down. A young woman came out and sat a plate of food down in front of lily and then poured something in her cup. "Thank you Rosa" Damon said smiling at the woman. She blushed and nodded her head. Before she left for the kitchens, Damon took her wrist and stared at the veins there. lily watched with tired eyes. So he wanted to play huh? so she shrugged to herself and picked up her fork. After a few moments of Damon kissing Rosa's wrist and lily stirring her food around, he let go and motioned for her to leave. She did, still lily said nothing. she knew what he was doing. She stood and walked past Damon. "where are you going?" he asked

"out." was her only answer. His eyes followed her until she was at the door frame, then suddenly he was behind her, grabbing her waist and pulling her back "let go Damon, I am not in the mood for your games, really." he didn't say a thing as he carried her back to the table, then with one movement of his hand he cleared it. Laying her on it he leaned over her

"remember, you started this."

"did not" she said childishly and he chuckled. "Damon my stomach hurts let go." he eased up just a bit then slowly brought his lips to hers. she tried to resist but in the end couldn't. Lily started to cry. Alarmed Damon stopped and pulled back.

"what is it? What did I do now?" but the tears wouldn't stop

"I'm just, so angry! how can you actually kiss me, I don't know why!" Damon was completely confused now as she howled and hugged him. Damon pulled her off the table and made her sit. she wiped her eyes then without warning hit him on the arm

"what was that for!?" he exclaimed and she shook her head, then began laughing. her emotions were everywhere, not even making sense. she hugged him tight and Damon's eyes went wide in confusion. "lily um...?"

"and I just...love you so much...I really do...we are just going to be so happy together, and we'll celebrate the day...as soon as these stupid cramps go away." then her tears got heavier and he tried to make her stop, but she just wouldn't. eventually after many pleading looks and threats from Damon lily stopped crying...and started laughing. he sighed in defeat then growled and left the room. Rosa was being dragged in by Damon a few minutes later.

"make her stop" he ground out through gritted teeth and she nodded frantically then Damon left. Lily kept laughing. poor lily, poor Damon. he obviously had never been with her that once a month time. when lily saw Rosa she started crying again.

"there there, you should have drank this dear, it will soothe the cramps here." lily frowned at her and wiped her tears

"it will? because I can't take this not on this day." she sniffed "Damon isn't happy with me is he?" she asked

"I don't think he is." lily laughed again then glared at Rose

"You take a liking to your master don't you." Rosa looked down slowly and lily sighed

"he is very handsome, but I know that Master Salvatore is yours and I would never...I have to do what he says, which is why...earlier..." lily nodded and wiped her tears again. Rosa was only seventeen, still older. and lily thought the girl was prettier than her. she had milky white skin and long dark curls and brilliant chocolate eyes. Damon allowed her to keep her hair down when she wasn't in the kitchens or doing work in the gardens, which she loved to do. "um miss lily, you must drink the tea I brought you, before it gets cold."

"oh right yes," lily moved over but Rosa grabbed it first and handed it to lily. she smiled and lily drank. as soon as the heat hit her stomach she felt instant relief. "hmm, thank you Rosa." she said then surprised the other girl with a hug.

"your welcome miss lily" lily shook her head

"no, no I'm just lily not miss or anything."

"not even Mrs. Salvatore?" Rosa teased and lily turned red

"not yet no" she finally answered. Rosa laughed then stood straight. she started to leave but lily stopped her "Do you think, we could hang out for a bit, I'm not really around girls in my own age group a lot." Rosa glanced through the door

"Maybe later. Master wants me to do what I'm supposed to do first." and lily nodded. Rosa left the room and lily in silence. She finished the tea then set her dishes up and wandered around the Salvatore estate. She and Damon usually stayed in his quarters, but sometimes, when Damon was hunting or asleep, she would explore the house. She found Stefan's room and when lily asked about him, he had told her about their dislike for one another. Damon talked about how he hated the house and all the memories that came with it. So she asked why he lived in it, and Damon had laughed then said 'well of course I needed a place to stay, and what better than the place I grew up in' so she left it at that. She walked into Stefan's room and looked up at the ceiling. it was similar to Damon's in a way only a different colour, green and gold. The bed sheets had been changed over the years by Damon's servants and cleaned as well. She sat on the bed and relaxed. Damon had gone off somewhere away from her tantrum. She felt incredibly embarrassed about it now, but that was okay, Damon would forgive her.

"lily!" she heard his voice call and she hopped up and ran out the room. Damon was standing at the foot of the stairs looking up. "oh, there you are. Done?" she gave him a sly look but nodded

"yes, Rosa gave me the tea and it worked"

"good" lily went down to him and took his hand

"hey, um I was wondering, would it be okay for her to hang out with me for a while today, I need another teenager to keep me company." he grinned and bent her back

"and I'm not good company am I?" she giggled

"of course you are, but you just aren't...a girl or a teenager." he pulled her to his chest. "Damon, do you like Rosa?' she asked softly and he sucked his teeth

"no, there is no way I could ever like her any bit, she is my servant'

"yeah, but if she wasn't would you like her?" he thought about that

"well, she's pretty, but."

"yes?" she questioned and he kissed her hair

"I love you, and there really is no competition." she snuggled deeper into his chest and allowed a sigh of relief

"I love you too."

"Happy birthday, my lily"