Chapter 27 – Video Games

by Lana Del Ray

Swinging in the backyard

Pull up in your fast car

Whistling my name

Open up a beer

And you take it over here

And play a video game

I'm in his favourite sun dress

Watching me get undressed

Take that body downtown

I say you the bestest

Lean in for a big kiss

Put his favourite perfume on

Go play a video game

It's you, it's you, it's all for you

Everything I do

I tell you all the time

Heaven is a place on earth with you

Tell me all the things you want to do

I heard that you like the bad girls

Honey, is that true?

It's better than I ever even knew

They say that the world was built for two

Only worth living if somebody is loving you

Baby now you do.

Saturday morning

The dim light slowly drifted its way through the glass panels as the heavy patting of rain outside pulled me out of my dreamy state. I so relaxed but I had had the most amazing, emotional and exhausting night of my life. I felt incredible.

I could feel arms wrapped around me and the sound of steady breathing behind me. This was the first time I had ever woken up next to someone like this in such an intimate way. It felt so right. Waking up to someone's gentle touches on my skin just made me feel completely and utterly at peace with everything. But it wasn't just anyone I was waking up with. I was waking up with Damon Salvatore.

As much as I loved the feel of him wrapped around me, I needed to put something on, so slipped out of the covers. I grabbed my underwear and then settled for slipping Damon's shirt over myself. It smelt like him so much and was so soft. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror and was surprised to see that I didn't look an absolute wreck. I looked fresh and felt better than I had before.

I heard Damon stir in his sleep and quickly darted back under the covers, pressing myself as close to him as I possibly, could as his arms encircled me again. He groaned in approval at having me so close, squeezing me tight, but gently, like a teddy bear.

His hands started to travel up to the top of my neck, all the way to the bottom of my back. It sent shivers up my spine, a small moan rising through my throat. His muscular arm that was draped over my chest pulled me closer to him, his chin resting on my shoulder as he placed warm kisses on my neck. I sighed, and leant back into his touch, turning my body slightly so I could look at him.

His sapphire eyes resembled the bottom of the ocean; mysterious and intriguing. They were so clear I felt like I could see into his soul. His thick, dark was in a mess all over his head, sticking up and curling at the ends slightly.

"Morning." I whispered, not wanting to shatter the calm atmosphere with my big mouth.

"Good morning to you, too, Little Miss." Damon grabbed a piece of my hair and started to twist it around his fingers.

I couldn't help myself as I reached out, cupping his cheek in my hand, rubbing my thumb under his eyes in a soothing motion. I then reached up for his hair, pulling him down for a kiss, as his fingers traced circles over my stomach. I pulled back slightly, giggling, causing Damon to raise his eye brows at me in an amused, yet confused, expression.

"I'm ticklish." I admitted blushing at the fact I had given away yet another weakness of mine. The first was when I fell for his amazing kisses and charming smile that could melt my heart in second.

"Oh, really?" Damon pulled back the bed sheets and he eyed me again, a wicked smirk on his face. "Shall we see just how ticklish you really are?"

"No, Damon! Don't you da-…"

Before I had time to react, Damon was on top of me, running his fingers up the shirt and brushing my curves. My body started to spasm at the sensation, screeching and trashing about beneath him, trying to escape him. Then he started pocking my sides, make me squirm even more as he lent down to capture my lips. His hands stopped their attack on me, resting on my hips as he deepened the kiss. His touch alone sent jolts of pleasure through my veins, as I lent my head to the side, letting him leave a trail of kisses across my neck and collar bone.

I wanted to stay here forever. It was just us, together. That's until my phone went off. Crap.

I groaned and reached over to grab my phone, but Damon refused to give up his onslaught of kisses on my tender skin. I glanced at the caller I.D. Elena. I had to answer this and tried to push Damon back, but that only made things worse as his human teeth started to nibble at my skin. I sighed, a mix of annoyance but mostly pleasure and answered the phone.

"Hey Elena! How are you?" I tried to keep my voice as even as possible, but with Damon on top of me made it almost impossible.

"Morning Alice. I'm just wondering what you were doing today. I'm in desperate need of some girl time."

Elena sounded tired and slightly depressed. Then again, I couldn't really blame her after the night she had.

"Yeah sure, that sounds gr-..!" I screeched out a little as Damon had snuck his head under the shirt wrapped around my body so his head was now pressed against my belly. His hair tickled my rising chest, his human teeth now nipping at my stomach and tracing his fingertips up and down my legs.

"Um, Alice? Are you okay?"

"Fine! Never better. Look, I've got to go, but I will meet you at your house in about three hours okay?"

"Wait bu-…" I didn't have time to answer or react as Damon took my phone, ending the call and throwing it on the opposite side of the bed.

I sighed, pulling his head up towards my face. "Now was that really necessary?"

"Probably not, but it was the only way I could think of to get your attention." He started to play with my bottom lip, rolling his thumb across it and pulling it down before reaching over to move some of the hair from my eyes.

"Can you get off me, I have to get ready."

Damon smirked and lent down so his lips were pressed to my ear. He nipped at the earlobe, blowing warm air around it and making me shiver.

"Never." I couldn't see his face, but could imagine the sarcastic and cocky look plastered on it.

I let out a huff, before using every ounce of my strength to flip us, holding his arms above his head and locking my legs over his body. I knew he could break the hold in a matter of seconds, but I think he seemed to enjoy someone else taking control for once.

I leant forward, a few centimetres away from his mouth, teasing him the same way he had me. He tried to reach his head up and kiss me, but I pulled my face away just in time.

"Please." Damon pouted slight, his eyes lightening up. He looked almost cute. Almost.

I came back down to his level again, breathing in his scent and positioning myself just like I had before.

"Never." I whispered, mimicking his tone perfectly and earning me his signature 'Damon look', complete with raised brows and half smile.

Before I could let him change my mind, I jumped off the bed and made my way over to the pile of clothes in the rucksack. I had made a complete mess of the room, but at this point I didn't have a care in the world.

Damon was behind me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me against his chest again.

"You still want to leave?" He murmured in to my hair, resting his chin on my shoulder.

Even though he knew what the answer would be, he still sounded scared. It was funny and strange to think he could be scared of anything, but then it struck me that there was one thing he always seemed to be searching for. Acceptance. He was scared of rejection.

I turned my body around, locking my arms around him in a warm and comforting embrace.

"Never."


After 2 hours of distractions from Damon, I finally made my way out to meet Elena. He had offered to give me a lifted, but once Stefan had come home, I didn't want to make it seem so obvious that I had spent the whole evening with his brother. I wanted to play if safe, for now.

There was a spring in my step and the hole in my life was now filled. It felt so strange, these emotions. This was the first time I had ever given myself to someone completely. Sure I had kissed a few boys before, but nothing compared to what I felt when I was with Damon. He made me feel special and I guess that's all I could ever ask for.

Did I love him? I wasn't sure yet. I knew I cared for him deeply and would do anything for him, but I was too young to know what love was. All I knew was that at this point in my life, I actually felt like I belonged somewhere.

It was pouring down with rain and the sky was clouded over in a think grey mess, but I didn't care. Nothing could spoil my day now. I span my umbrella in my hands, making the water on top splash out in all directions.

Before I knew it, I was outside the Gilbert house. It had been a while since I was here, now that my house arrest was lifted. Let's just say that Damon could be persuaded quite easily and I cracked him. At least I knew what one of his weaknesses was now.

I bounced up the porch steps, unable to contain my happiness and knocked on the door. Jenna, Elena's Aunt and guardian, opened the door. I had met her a couple times before and she seemed like a friendly person with positive attitude.

"Hey Jenna. Is Elena in? I know I'm a little early, but…" I trailed off, looking at the sky and the massive droplets that fell.

"Oh yeah, sure. She's in the kitchen, so go make yourself at home." She pulled a bag and her car keys off the table, smiling before leaving for town.

I wondered into the house, closing the door tight behind me, and made my way over to the kitchen. The house was quiet and I was about to call Elena's name until she popped out from under the cupboard carrying a large box.

"Hey Alice, how are you?" She seemed a lot happier, but I could tell she was still feeling the effects from last night with that massive bandage slapped over her neck.

"Great thanks. Sorry about this morning, my battery died." It was a small lie, but I would rather that than telling her I had slept with Damon. It wouldn't reflect too well on either of us if anyone else knew.

"It's fine, really, I just really needed to talk to someone today." Elena dumped the box on the table and pulled out a couple of drinks from the fridge and gesturing towards the sofa.

"Sure, anything." I relaxed back in to the seat, but Elena sat on the edge like something was going to happen at any second.

Something was clearly bothering her as her hands started to shake and her breathing became uneven. I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to think of someway I could ease her in to conversation without being to abrupt.

"So what's been troubling you? I could tell on the phone that you weren't happy about something." I studied her facial expression, both anxious and integrated to what she wanted to talk about.

She let out a long, deep sign, looking down at her drink. "It's a long story."

"I'm sure I can keep up." I gave her a smile, trying to reassure her that it was fine, but something was seriously wrong. I could feel it.

Elena nodded her head and half smiled back. "Well, a few weeks ago I found out that I was adopted. I never knew anything about it until Stefan told me."

She paused, looking up to examine my reaction, but I tried to stay as neutral as possible. I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable or that I was judging her before I heard the whole story.

"Isobel was my real mother and I've been trying to find her now, for a while, but reached a dead end every time. That's until I spoke to Alaric Saltzman."

I narrowed my eyes, now really confused to what was going on. "Mr Saltzman? What's he got to do with all this?"

"It turns out, that my mother was married to him for a few years." She said matter-of-factly.

"Well, that's a good thing, right? I mean, he knows where she is."

"Not exactly." Elena sucked in her bottom lip, biting at it furiously. "There was a reason Alaric been in town and it's not to be a teacher. Isobel was killed a few years back, but the never found the body. Alaric watched her die." Her voice was dead-panned as her eyes glossed over, not from tears, but pure lack of emotion.

"Then he must know who killed her." There had to be a positive to this situation, even if it meant Elena only got the name of her real mother.

Elena let out a bitter chuckle, shaking her head. "Oh, he does." She looked directly at me. "Damon. Damon killed my birth mother."

My jaw fell open and my eyes widen. Damon killed her mother. I knew he was a vampire but to think that he had actually killed a defenceless woman just didn't sound like him.

"There must be some sort of mistake..." My throat was dry.

"That's what I tried to believe, but there is another twist to this story." Elena took a sip of her drink and seemed to relax a little. "When I asked Damon about it, he told me that he didn't kill her, but he turned her."

"Turned into a vampire?" It was starting to make sense now.

"Exactly."

I paused, thinking about the situation. So Isobel was turned vampire by Damon and somehow Mr Saltzman just knew all about his. Something wasn't right here. Surely Damon won't kill and turn just anyone, especially some random women he just met.

"But, wait, how does Mr Saltzman know all about this?" I asked.

"He's been hunting Damon for a while, so he likes to think of himself as some vampire hunter." Elena rolled her eyes, clearly thinking the situation was as weird as I thought it was.

"Wow. And how do you feel about all of this? It must be hard for you." I wanted to know that she was okay because she would have done the same for me and I knew what it was like to have so many secrets finally coming out of the closet.

"It is in some ways, but I guess I'm just used to it know. My life was never going to be simple so I might as well just take everything on the chin and accept it." She smiled; trying to hide the pain like I always did, but I understood why she did it. It was easier to hide it all away than have to live with it every day.

"We're like to peas in a pod." I grabbed her hand in mine, giving it a light squeeze. "It's strange to think that when I first came to this town all I wanted to do was run away. If it wasn't for you, I probably wouldn't be here now. I would have gone down a very dark road and spiralled out of control, completely destroying my life."

I swallowed hard, thinking about how my life could have changed so much and I knew exactly what would have happened. Drink. Drugs. Crime. I would just be another low life on the streets without anyone to help me. I would have become my father.

"Alice…" Elena sighed and tried to change the subject, but there was something she had to know.

"I need to say this Elena, however sad and stupid it may sound. You were the first person who ever tried or wanted to be my friend and not for any other reason that the fact that I was alone. You took a chance on the new girl in town and you made my life better. Thank you for that." A single tear trailered my cheek, but not from sadness.

Just like this morning, being with Damon, I felt like my life was coming together. Sure I didn't have a blood family anymore, but I was surrounded by people who cared about me. My existence wasn't this black void of nothingness because I had a purpose now. The darkness that used to consume me felt far away.

Elena gripped my hand tight and pulled me in for a hug. "Everyone deserves a chance to make their life better." She whispered.

Elena was one of those rare people you met that would help you through anything, understand everything and always be by your side. I was proud to know her as one of my best friends who I could trust with anything.

Suddenly Damon burst through the door.

Okay, maybe I couldn't tell her everything, especially the fact that I was sleeping with her boyfriend's bother. Awkward.

Elena jumped up from her seat. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Damon blurred upstairs and then back down, searching around the rooms of the house. Something was clearly wrong. He racked his fingers through his hair and paced the room up and down, completely restless.

"We have a big problem. The tomb vampires escaped and Stefan's missing." His tone was firm and he refused to meet my gaze. Damon's whole body looked tense compared to Elena's now shaking frame.

"Missing?!" She screeched, mouth hanging over open in complete disbelief.

Damon nodded his head. "I haven't seen him since this morning."

"And you think the tomb vampires got him?" I questioned him. I almost found it funny that the tomb vampires were the only solution he had come up with and not simply that Stefan had gone out of town.

"Do you have any better ideas?" He snapped at him, eyes practically burning with anger. "I tried calling him, texting him, everything. Stefan does just leave town without telling anyone."

"Okay." I held my hands up in defence. I was hurt by the way he spoke to me. This was not the Damon I had spent most of the morning with, but I couldn't let it faze me too much. This was his brother after all and I took a deep breath, stumbling over my words. "What are we going to do?"

Damon started exhaling slowly, trying to calm himself down and regain the control that was slipping from him. "We're going to get him back."

I let out a bitter chuckle at how ridiculous he sounded. "Damon, really? There were loads of those vampires! If Stefan is really with them, then we are going to need a lot more help than just us three."

"You'll have me." A new voice boomed from behind me.

I span around on the defence, prepared for a fight but dropped my fists instantly. Stood in front of me was the self-proclaimed vampire hunter himself.

Alaric Saltzman.


Okay, this wasn't the greatest chapter I have ever written, but trust me, the best is coming ;) This was more of a little filler chapter to help lead on to the next events in the story. I also wanted to take this opportunity to talk more about Alaric and explain a bit more about Elena's situation at the moment. So I hope all that made sense. I had so much fun writing the Damon and Alice scene at the beginning because I just love writing Damon's more sexy side. ;)

I am curious to what you guys think so far, so please let me know if you like the direction I am taking the story. Plus, I would love it if you could help me come up with a name for Alice and Damon. I know there is Delena and Stelena, but I thought it would be nice to have one for the new couple. I am thinking of something like Dlice, but I'm not sure :s I'm not very good with names, but please let me know what you think or if you can come up with a better name XD

The response for this story has been incredible and I want to thank you all so much! When I started to write this, I didn't think it would get this far, but thanks to all of you who have reviewed, sent messages, followed and favourite the story. It really means a lot to me, especially when I come home and see all the amazing feedback. It really brightens my day so thank you :D I will hopefully be updating on Friday, but if not it will definitely be by the end on the weekend. And TVD is back this week, so I am well pleased about that! Can't wait!

Next chapter: Intimate moments, bitchy arguments and preparations for a fight. Stay tuned ;)