Guys, I just want to say. I am making this my story. Bonnie and Jeremy are together. They are married. And will have kids. The kids are explained in this chapter.
Damon POV
It was 12 AM when I heard Milla wailing. I got up and walked to her bedroom. I walked in and saw her crying and squirming in her crib.
"Shh, baby. I'm here. Daddy's here." I hushed her, picking her up and out of her crib. She leant into me and stopped crying. She looked up at me with her bright blue eyes and touched my cheek.
"I love you." I told her and kissed her hand lightly and carefully.
"Hey, Daddy Damon. You're so good with her." I heard Elena say. I turned around and saw her standing there. I walked over and kissed her.
That was 5 years ago. Me and Elena have had the time of a lifetime raising Milla. Now Milla is 5 years old. Stefan and Caroline had twins, they called them Poppy and Lola. They are both 4 years old. Jeremy and Bonnie have had kids, they have 1. Her name is Savannah, she is 3 years old but acts like she's so much older. Poppy, Lola, Savannah and Milla are extremely mischievous, cheeky, troublesome, sassy, humorous, funny, devils, hyperactive and monkeys. They bounce off the walls all the time, they're so hyperactive.
I was downstairs talking with Bonnie, Jeremy, Stefan, Caroline and Elena when I heard a loud smash upstairs.
"Whoops," I heard all the girls say at the same time. "But at least we get to taste some." I rushed upstairs with Stefan and Jeremy. I found all the girls on the floor. They were dipping their fingers into this mess on the floor. There was glass everywhere.
"No. No. No. No." I said loudly coming into the room. They were drinking my bourbon. I picked Milla off the floor.
"No." Stefan said and picked both Poppy and Lola off the floor.
"No. Naughty girl." Jeremy said picking Savannah off the floor.
"You really need to hide that bourbon or put a lock on the door." Stefan told me.
"Yep, Brother." I replied.
"You girls go to your room and play on your iPad's." Jeremy said and the girls rushed to their shared room. They all chose to share a bedroom together. We chose the biggest bedroom in the house for them so they could have space.
Milla POV
We went upstairs to play on our iPad's.
"Guys! Lets play Fortnite!" I suggested.
"Yes!" Everyone agreed. We got onto Fortnite and started playing in a squad.
"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! DIE!" Everyone chanted through the entire game. This is how we play Fortnite. We just chant Die the entire time. It's sooooo much fun!
"Guys, why are you chanting die, die, die?" Daddy asked.
"We're playing Fortnite!" Savannah squealed.
"You're playing Fortnite?" He asked.
"Yes! Mommy said I could play it!" I told Daddy.
"Ok." He said and disappeared downstairs. He came back upstairs and stood in front of the TV.
"DIE! DIE! DIE! DAD! MOVE!" I screamed he didn't move. I got up and tried to push him out of the way. He didn't move. I hooked my foot around his ankle and used my vampire strength to move him. He toppled over.
"Milla Rae Salvatore! What the hell?!" Daddy yelled at me.
"Thanks, Auntie Katherine!" I said loudly to the sky.
"What? How do you know who she is?" Daddy asked.
"Oh! I've met her! She taught me that! And a load of other things. She came into my room when I was supposed to be sleeping. We talked and she taught me lots of things. She's the best!" I squealed, happily.
"Do not do anything she says. She is vile and naughty! She is mean and is very very manipulative! She is using you!" Daddy told me seriously.
"Too late! She's my best friend!" I told him smirking. "When I grow up, I'm going to become like her. We can travel the world together, kill people, eat people, hurt people, it will be a dream come true!" I shrieked.
"Oh my god! Why are you so like Uncle Damon?" Poppy asked sighing.
"Hey! I've changed-" Daddy was cut off.
"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! DIE!" We screamed as Lola battled some player.
"Nope." Daddy said and pressed the power off button.
"DADDY! UNCLE DAMON!" We all cried. Then we burst into tears.
"Uh...um." Daddy said not knowing what to do.
"I hate you! I hate you, Daddy!" I said and kicked him in the private area.
"Don't kick me Milla Rae Salvatore!" Daddy yelled angry now. I stuck my tongue out at him and spat at him. The other girls giggled and so did I
"Not funny, Savannah Rose Gilbert, Poppy Rain Salvatore, Lola Marie Salvatore, Milla Rae Salvatore!" He yelled and picked me up. He took me to the scary room. The one everyone got put in when they were in timeout.
"No! Daddy! No!" I screamed and punched him in the face.
"Milla! Stop it!" He warned and put me down.
"Ten minutes for toppling me over, ten minutes for kicking me, ten minutes for spitting at me. That's 30 minutes in here, with the door locked." He told me, before leaving the room, shutting the door and locking it.
"NO! DADDY! PLEASE!" I cried, banging on the door while tears streamed down my face.
30 Minutes Later
Daddy came in and saw me crying.
"What do you say, baby?" He asked me kneeling down to my level, looking at me.
"Sorry." I mumbled.
"Alright, come here." He said and took my into his arms.
"Mph! I'm tired." I mumbled into him.
"You wanna have a nap?" He asked and I nodded.
"Alright, lets go to the living room." He told me, we got to the living room and everyone was in there. I said goodnight before walking up to the girls's room that we shared and got into bed. I have the top bunk and share with Savannah.
"Sweet dreams, Mil." Daddy said.
"Night." I said shutting the door, before I drifted off to sleep
