Chapter 6
Everything she heard – it hurt. It seriously hurt, she ran the distance back to her room, down the corridor, and slammed the door behind her, only taking a breath when she closed the door, her chest stung from running back so fast. She touched her beating heart, tears started running down her eyes and she hated herself that moment, why was she crying? Did she not expect this? But everything he said- family , yes he called her a part of the family, is that how you treat a part of the family? So bluntly threatening her father, he was no better than Kol, she sat down against the door, bringing her knees close to her face and resting her head on them, he didn't care about her at all. She was indeed a deal to him. Every moment of them played before her eyes and she hissed, how did she fell for it? Shaking her head, she wiped her eyes as anger rushed through her veins and she got up walking to the nightstand with her phone on it, "Hello Jer." She kept her voice steady.
"Elena, what's wro-"
She interrupted, "I am coming back home, I cant stay with this viscously evil man, he's a compulsive liar!" she gritted her teeth.
"What happened? Look Elena, I know the whole Dad and Salvatore feud going on , actually-"
She screamed, "Don't defend him Jer, I don't care, I have my reasons, book a flight for me and make sure the security shows up at the airport, I am leaving." She stated firmly and hung up on him. She had just entered the wardrobe, when she heard the door getting knocked at, "Elena open up." His voice soft. It made her even more angry, did he think she was a child to be lured into his velvety voice, no way in hell, she ignored the continuous knocking until he literally started beating it. "Elena can you hear me, I know damn well you can." He said in a loud voice, showcasing how pissed he really was. She zipped up her bag of essentials and dragged the luggage to the door. When she unlocked the door, he was standing right there in front of her, seemingly angry. He looked down at the bag she was holding on to and sighed, "Really Elena, what is this?"
"Get out of my way Damon." She seethed.
"Leave the bag and we can talk." He took a step ahead and she hissed, "I am not interested in more of your lies. I am not going to stay here unless you lock me in the basement or something, that sounds more like you though."
"Look I was pissed. I'll explain."
"That's no reason for you to talk about me like that." Her eyes filled in tears, "You might as well have just called me a deal." She didn't want him to see how hurt she was but she couldn't stop the tears rolling down her cheeks, "I can't believe I trusted you, shared my feelings with you when you couldn't care less. "
Her broken voice, the tears in her eyes really initiated some storm inside him, he didn't want this- he didn't plan on this, he didn't want her to hurt and cry. She was an innocent girl with no idea how much of a monster he was on the daily, and she gave him a chance, but he screwed it up. But shouldn't she understand that he could never hurt her, just looking at her made him calmer, made him a man he wasn't.
"Elena wait." He called as she walked across to leave. He turned around to see her dragging her bag after her, not stopping as she walked faster, "Elena you cant leave now, it's dark outside." She went down the stairs and went towards the huge door to exit, she could hear his steps and she started to move faster, opening the door, the tall built guards stared at her and she glared at them, they looked back at Damon for approval , and he nodded at them, he didn't want her to feel more forced to live here, when she moved past them , he followed her, "Elena come on sweetheart listen to me."
She clutched the bag handle tightly when she saw the heavy rain storm going on outside, she groaned and decided to step out. Immediately her clothes were wet and stuck to her body as she stepped out the gate, Damon let out an exasperated sigh, running his hand across his face, he ran after her and held her arms, turning her to him, she pushed against him but he held her in place, "Let me go."
"Elena listen to me."
"I don't want to, I want to go home and not see your face." She looked away from him.
He pursed his lips, "What do you want me to do Elena? I didn't mean it damn it."
"But you said it! All that matters to you is that god damn base, all that matters to you is your power, while I was here trying to make us a family, I cant make a family with someone who doesn't know what a family is, I am still a gilbert, I cant be a Salvatore." She said through her teeth. "My father wanted me to marry you because he thought you'd protect me, he literally gave you everything, his bases- his men, and you act like some fucking kidnapper Damon."
"Well Elena , he was killing my men- the one I sent to the base- nothing I did was working."
"So you brought me in? you treated me like a business tactic." she cried, "I told you about my nightmares, my feelings- I opened up to you and now you make me feel like a moron. I can never be just Elena to you, I am Grayson gilbert's daughter , that you need, for your business and you know what the worst part is, I care." Her eyes filled in tears, "I cared about you and this place, and your brother- and your life, every decision you made, I tried to make it work."
"Look at me." he left her arms and cupped her face, "I admit it, I made a mistake, I should have found another way, I am sorry." He swallowed thick, "Please come inside."
She shook her head, "It doesn't matter now, I cant ever forget that, the way you spoke to my dad."
"Elena I cant let you go this way, you're rushing this decision-"
She interrupted, "Look I'll go back and talk to dad to fix your issue, I can't stay here." She looked at his wet face, mesmerized by his ocean blue eyes, so deep, he looked hurt by the look in his eyes and so sorry- but he could be making up those puppy eyes at her, he could be faking this apology as well, she could never trust him. "I don't care about that right now, no this is about you and I. I didn't want to make you feel this way, I've never had boundaries Elena, only when I saw you I realized, what I did was wrong."
His eyes lingered over her wet face, her eyes looking into his, her features softening but he knew there was a shield she was putting up front to save herself from letting his words get to her decision, he had to make her stay, "If you don't want to see me , fine, but you're friend and my brother are in this unexpected pregnancy situation, and I am sure she needs you here."
She almost forgot about Caroline till he said that, her lips parted, her grip on her luggage loosened, and he looked down taking it from her, "I know you will eventually find it in you to forgive me."
"You don't care about my forgiveness; you want your deal to stay here." She shrugged and turned back to the house, she didn't want to go and she didn't want to stay, she wished she could disappear into nothing.
When she came back upstairs , Stefan was standing near the balcony, a drink in his hand, looking at her followed by Damon, she went inside and sat on the couch, the water from her body pooled around her and she watched her husband put the luggage in the wardrobe, "I do care about your forgiveness Elena."
She chuckled humorlessly, she would never trust him again, that's what she thought as she got up and huffed loudly and went out the room, Damon raised his hands in surrender but stayed inside, he wanted to give her space right now, She'd be fine, he told himself, he made her stay, didn't he? The thought brought a smirk on his face as he went to the bathroom to clean up.
Elena went outside thinking she'd make herself some tea, that was going to put her to bed or she would be awake, she went in the direction of the stairs when she heard Stefan's voice, "Elena."
She looked up and saw him calling from the balcony, she sighed and walked there, "What?"
"Is everything okay?"
His concern which sounded genuine didn't warm her heart, instead reminded her of how fake this family was, "No everything is not okay but I couldn't expect better living with two Italian criminals."
He tilted his face to the side, "Mmm you might want to think that again- I mean you come from a criminal family."
She narrowed her eyes, "Yes that's why I am this unfortunate , In any other circumstances the only way I'd know about you two would be from the news."
"What did Damon do?"
"Nothing new- treated me like a deal." She leaned back against the door, "Why are you here drinking till your liver gives up." She looked at the empty bottle behind him, he sat down on the swing there, tapping the side for her to sit, she held up her hand, "I am good."
He sighed, letting his head back, "I am going to be a dad." He closed his eyes, then opened them, "Celebrating."
"It doesn't seem like that." She bit the inside of her cheek, he tapped the space beside him again, "Please Elena."
She shrugged and walked to the swing and sat on it, ignoring the cold wind hitting against her wet body, "Okay I screwed up big time." He sat back, "And by the way- I did use condoms."
"Invest in good quality." She chuckled. He shook his head, "Nope- this is God who screwed me."
He pointed at the sky, Elena pursed her lips as he continued, "Man I can't be a Dad, the closer I've been to kids is at the check out lane in the grocery store- and I wanted to choke it for crying, I am the worst man alive to be a dad."
"You buy groceries."
"I was buying condoms." He said annoyed, "I know I know- good quality, I didn't have time."
She giggled and looked to the scenery of the rain in front of her shaking her head, "I don't think you'll be a bad dad."
"Yeah right." He groaned, "Elena I like Caroline I really do, you know how she talks about the most obnoxious things ever, and how she is so optimistic, so organized- she's fucking hot, but that's all, I don't think she's thinking through."
"No no." Elena shook her head, "She always wanted lots of babies, I mean not now, but she did want that life- Caroline's amazing with kids."
"She is?"
"Yeah, I can name twenty-seven toddlers she's friends with, so she's pretty good in that department." She said thinking about how Caroline was loving with people around her, maybe that's what why she had so many friends. Her recent and quick friendship with Bonnie speaks well about her social skills. "I told her I am not ready, to be involved in a relationship like that, I haven't ever thought about kids, I didn't had any parents to learn from, the closest thing is Damon, I don't know how he is so excited about this parenting thing, he doesn't know what a father is."
She sighed, "He doesn't know a lot of things." She said bitterly, Stefan bit the inside of his cheek, "My brother does things like this."
"What? Marriage?"
He chuckled, "I had warned him about this, he claimed it's a benefiting decision, not the base wise- he wanted to start a family and thought you're perfect fit. He was damn sure."
She blushed but then shook her head, "So Caroline, what are you going to do?"
He let his head back again and breathed out, "Caroline." He sighed, then sat up straight looking ahead, "Something, I have to do something, I cant just let her on her own." He pursed his lips, "That's all I have thought for the past six hours."
"Stefan that's a good start." She smiled, "There's no school to learn parenting- you'll learn along the way."
"Actually there is a school, I looked it up." He said in the most serious tone, "But your idea sounds less bull crap, like learn complete parenting birth to eighteen in a hundred and twenty dollars, there was also a how to control them after 18- hmm it's like five hundred dollars."
She giggled, "Is there a special save your daughter from Stefan Salvatore the lady killer edition?" He smirked , popping up his collar, "That will be selling like hot cakes."
"You should start that business- be the antidote to your own venom." She suggested getting up, He too got up, "Then I have to chop off my penis probably."
Elena shook her head at him as he guided her inside, "let me escort you back."
"You're being a gentleman?"
"I am always a gentleman." He said slightly offended, she walked back to the room followed by him, "Look if you ever feel confused or terrified, you can talk to me." she offered. He nodded, "Therapist to a criminal, it will look good on that resume."
She stood at the door of her room, "I am sure I'll never put that there."
"Speaking of that, I've got you some tutors, so you sure you staying here right?"
She took a deep breath, "Yes. When will those teachers show up?"
"I'll call them in tomorrow." He smiled, "Good night now."
"Good night, don't damage your liver more today okay?"
"Okay Mom." He rolled his eyes. She smiled as she watched him turn around and go, she pressed the handle to her room and reluctantly got inside, she needed a shower, badly, without thinking she headed to the wardrobe and her eyes widened as she saw Damon standing there looking through for his clothes, in there, NAKED, her mouth fell open and she let out an unintentional shriek, "Good Lord what the fuck!" she jerked back and turned around, "Put some clothes on Damn it."
He rolled his eyes and reached for his towel, put it around him, "I thought you weren't sleeping here tonight, by the way you stormed out."
"Well you are one to assume things, arghh just get out already." She turned around and picked up some clothes.
"Elena look-"
"Damon it's twelve and I really don't want to talk to you okay." She stated and went to stand in the bathroom door.
He bit the inside of his cheek as she slammed the bathroom door in his face, he ran a hand through his wet hair and with an exhausted sigh put on his sweats before getting into bed. Grayson went back on his word, he killed Sam, Damon had known him for over thirteen years now, they grew up together, of course Vito had them going to sites together, so many near death situations they had escaped together and when Damon started his own gang, he knew Sam was the one to keep, and now he was dead, no matter how much he told himself his death shouldn't affect him at all, it did. Grayson was getting sympathy support from everyone, every small criminal with a gang of fifty-sixty was protesting, and it had gotten nasty, Grayson did nothing to stop it. Clearly he didn't want to lose his position and God he adored Elena, but he wasn't going to let anyone screw with his plans. He shouldn't have brought Elena in, no it was wrong, but Damon knew Elena was Grayson's weakness, but then again, he felt like Elena enticed him in crazy ways.
He had dimmed the lights in the room when she came out wearing a white lacy shirt dress, that gorgeously hugged her curves, she was toweling her hair in front of the towel and the fruity scent from her bodywash filled the room, she put on her coconut moisturizer on the smooth skin of her legs, then her arms , it shone in the dim light, looking so soft, so tender, he cursed himself for screwing up, maybe if he hadn't he could go over and touch her soft skin, maybe kiss her beautiful peachy lips, pick her up and bring her back to bed with him, he'd slowly pull off her lacy shirt, stroke her soft skin, press his lips to her inviting lips, kiss her small chin , devour in every detail of her, when she had kissed him the other day, he knew she was exactly what he had wanted, he knew she'd taste like heaven that he always wanted, and she was. He immediately thought of what else he'd discover, when he'll have her. Her tempting body made it hard to control himself and he realized he couldn't take this Elena silent treatment for long.
She put her hair in a bun and walked towards the bed, she got into bed beside him and got on her knees , leaning forward to turn off the lamp on her side, his mouth fell open seeing her rounded behind just right in front of him, her slim back, her smooth tan legs- it was all too much, she'd be the death of him, she lied down, facing away from him. He sighed as he watched her , lying as far as possible, near the edge, he sat up taking his pillow and the blanket, she lied straight holding his wrist as he was getting up, "Where are you going?"
He looked at her , he could even make her perfect features in the dark, "Clearly you don't want to be in the same room as me, let alone the same bed."
She sighed sitting up and left his hand, looking down.
"I am gonna take some other room in the house." He announced in a low voice and grabbed his pillow and his blanket.
(-HMHMHM-)
Elena was still tired, she hadn't gotten enough sleep after he left, she just didn't feel protected, ironic, Bonnie was putting her luggage back in her cupboard while she was putting her hair in curls, today she'd meet with her teachers, she couldn't look like a woman ,unsatisfied with her marriage. She wore a burgundy sheath dress with a white mini blazer and white asymmetrical sandals. Bonnie walked over to the dresser, "Let me help."
"It's okay I can." She almost snapped.
"Elena, is everything okay? You're awfully quiet, that's not you." She said biting her lower lip, Elena looked at her, "I am just nervous."
"Oh god you'll do fine, it's your day one any way."
"But I don't want them to perceive me as some serial killer, you think they'll not be afraid?" she asked her plugging off the curler.
"Most of the people Stefan got are here and there related, they know and they wont give you a hard time about it." She assured, "Besides if they do, Mr. Salvatore can always take care of it." She winked.
"I don't want him too, he shouldn't be getting involved in my problems, God knows how I am standing him."
"Rude." Bonnie said with a frown, "Elena I know he screwed up, but come on he is still the amazing man who saved you the other day."
"No it wasn't him Bon, he was someone else, this guy- I don't like him, now that I know him." She shook her head, "Come on." She slipped on her wedding ring as she left for the exit.
(-HMHMHM-)
She had till now met two of her teachers, two were left, she smiled as her teacher entered the class like room she was given, A room with a large window like her bedroom, but it opened to the back of the house, a large board in front of the conference table, a projector- it seemed like it was the gang's meeting room, she shook her head at the idea of studying in the same room where her husband planned murders , but she knew why Stefan had picked it out, the room had a wooden floor at the back , with large amount of empty space , her equipment along with the teacher's was set there, A canvas, paint brushes, sketch books, sheets for the canvas- everything she'd want there.
Her teacher seemed like in his mid-thirties, dark brown hair, a very warm smile on his face, "Hello Elena , I am Alaric Saltzman, I'll be teaching you your social course."
She returned the smile and shook hands with him, as he sat right in front of her, "So today I'll start by describing what I'll be teaching you, is basically the 'boring' parts." He made a face which made her chuckle, "Like history, current affairs and some general sciences that you are probably going to be better at than I am."
"No please don't keep expectations." She begged, this man seemed a little loose than the other two, she could speak to him, "I haven't went to college in two years, I really don't remember anything, or even how to study, and since morning, everyone had been just assuming I know this and that, it's given me more stress than when I gained five full pounds before my high school prom."
He laughed letting his hands up in surrender, "Okay so that's what been going on missy- I am sorry I assumed." He stated opening the books, "You wont be needing these, most your work would be research- but for that you have to definitely read these." He pointed to history books, "You have twelve units this half semester, but since you'll be giving finals so you'll have to cover twenty-four." She heard carefully as he started explaining it to her.
(-HMHMHM-)
Elena gaped in awe seeing the flawless sketch of her, her art teacher , Tyler Lockwood, drew of her in a few minutes, he had every feature on point, every shadow of her face was falling perfectly, Tyler was a newly graduate student, he'd been the topper of his year, and she knew why, he was gifted. He assigned her a task of drawing anything of her choice and when she miserably failed, he showed her how it's done. It was evening and she was so tired from the work that she had taken off her heels and put her feet up on the chair, like Tyler said, all his students were his friends, also followed it by saying she was his first student, she felt very at ease with him.
"This is so beautiful." She got up the chair and walked forward to the canvas, "I didn't even sit still."
"You don't have to." He shrugged, "The picture is here." He pointed to his head, "See what happens when you love what you do."
"This is amazing Mr. Lockwood."
He scrunched up his face, "Please call me Tyler. I insist."
She understood what he meant, she didn't want to be called Mrs. Salvatore as well, the name belonged to some woman who was two weeks away from desiccating.
"Okay Tyler." She stressed on the name, blushing. Tyler rolled over the page, "Now it's your turn."
She laughed, "Yeah right." Her giggle echoed in the room, Tyler shook his head, "I am not kidding Elena, look I am not telling you to be Picasso , just draw something simple, so I know what's left." Elena ahd showed him some pictures of her art and he seemed really impressed.
Damon checked the grandfather clock as he heard his wife's faint giggles from the back of the house, It was eight, every other tutor took like an hour, just what Bonnie had told him, and this man was with his wife for two and half hours and she was still laughing, well she'd be tired if she were studying, his angry head roared at him. What was this feeling? Jealousy? He had to laugh- he was never jealous, this was crazy, Elena was his, why did he have to worry? – because she wasn't his, his mind replied. He got up and left his home office following the giggles, time to tell that he overstayed his welcome, he walked up the stairs to the second floor and walked to the room.
Elena was laughing at the frame of a cat she drew, "I am so sorry Tyler."
"Elena it's very good, look you just need to shade it here a bit, then we're good to start on the features, see." He held her hand and guided it to the paper, her pencil started shading expertly and the shape of the drawing was becoming contoured.
Damon was fuming in his position, this man was standing against his wife , his chest pressed against her back, his face too close to her neck, his hand holding hers, and he just stood there watching it like a damn masochist, Elena gave a toothy smile back at Tyler when she was done, "Okay it doesn't look so bad."
"See I told you , you still got it Chica." He said softly, she finally realized how close they were standing and she turned around almost bumping into him, "You just need one thing." He said, his hand pressed hers and her lips parted , looking into his eyes, "What?"
"Ehm hm." Damon cleared his throat, he saw how Tyler jumped away from Elena in a second, responding to his presence, Elena looked side to side between them, not sure of what Damon had received from this. "It's been a long day for you darling." He gestured to Elena. she nodded backing away. Damon tilted his head slightly, "Lockwood , you come here at five and you will leave at sharp six, you wont be standing with a beating heart if you delayed your stay for a minute."
Tyler nodded and packed up his stuff, Elena mouthed an apology to him which went un-noticed to Damon as he was digging holes in Tyler's face by staring at him so angrily.
Elena walked towards the door and Damon got to a side, not looking at her, she stopped for a moment seeing his face, then walked out, Damon walked inside and picked up the pencil Elena left on the table , Tyler looked at him as he broke it in half with no expressions on his face and tossed it on the table in front of Tyler, "Elena wont notice this pencil tomorrow, it's just a pencil right, you're just a guy she met today Tyler, she wont notice you being gone." He warned then gave his face a light tap, "Don't think you can do something here." Tyler swallowed thick but nodded, "Don't worry Sir."
"Hmm I won't."
(-HMHMHMHM-)
Elena waited for him to show up, it was mid-night, was he out on his missions again? The thought alone infuriated her, just when she was about to close the light to sleep, he opened the door and walked inside, picking up his usual pillow , he liked this pillow- nothing else was as good, he picked it up. She sat up and groaned, "You really need to do this every night?"
"What? thought you didn't want me here." He shrugged, avoiding to look at her, she bit the inside of her cheek and got up from the bed, "Are you punishing me for your mistake?" her hands on her hips, "You're purposely making me feel guilty when I shouldn't even, you were the one who hurt me." she clutched her hands at her side, "And then earlier you showed up there.'
"I can show up anywhere I want Elena, this is my house remember." He said in a harsh tone. She pursed her lips, "Damon, I know what you saw- nothing was going on, just bad timing."
He narrowed his eyes then shook his head, "What does it matter any way." She fisted her hands, she stepped forward and breathed deep, "If I wanted escape, I would have escaped."
"You don't want to stay because of me, you want to stay because-"
She interrupted, "How come you always decide what I think? How would you know what I think?" she took another step towards him, "It never crossed your head once that I might actually be hurt- heartbroken because of you, because that's just so impossible." She said ironically, "Right when you said those few sentences Damon, it just threw whatever we had, you know that night under the moon, that night out on the swing. The other night when you practically lulled me to sleep. Where the hell is that man Damon." she asked him.
"He's not me Elena, the man you heard that day- that's me, the one you saw earlier, that's me." he spat, "You know what the fucking difference is, is that I care about you, you bring out this fake fuck in me when I am around you." He held her harshly against him, an unintentional shriek left her mouth, as she stared into his blue eyes, "Why do I act like that around you? A fucking pussy who wants to make you laugh and smile, someone who wants to bring the world at your feet, the very second I saw you- I wanted to drop everything and just get you, who the fuck does that?"
"Calm down." She chanted her fingers brushed his jawline lightly
"Calm down? Don't you tell me to do whatever! Ghh this is so insane." He left her and she stepped back silent, watching every shifting of emotions on his face, he ran his hand in his hair furiously, and grabbed her again, "I know I messed up but how can you just think that you don't matter to me, how can you walk away from me? Cant you see I care about you, when I don't want to admit it but on the inside I know it, I try to do whatever you want me to, I try to understand." His eyes shone with emotion, as one of his hand stroked her cheek, his gaze lingering on her slightly parted lips, the shallow sounds of breathing which were audible to him in the silence, her wide doe eyes as she looked up at him without blinking, she mouthed, "You're drunk."
He closed his eyes and hissed, "Let's not bring that into this."
"Damon." She swallowed thick, "Just lie down here." She gestured to the bed, he moved away from her, "I told you, don't tell me what to do." He said with a groan, and reached forward to hold her yet again, "I need your answer Elena, you really feel that way? That I don't care? Tell me you stayed back for me, not for anything else and honestly that's all I want to hear, that you care about me like I do."
Her eyes travelled over his features , she slowly cupped his face, "We will talk about this when you're okay."
She pushed him back to the bed and set his pillow under his head, his eyes didn't close, "I'd tell you to stay away from Lockwood, Elena, but what does it matter, I can't have you either way." His voice struck waves of guilt within her, he wouldn't admit it, but he sounded as hurt as a puppy after being abandoned. This wasn't fair, she thought, she did nothing wrong to be feeling this way- Did Damon feel like he didn't deserve her, the thought broke her heart, his lost voice, his hurt eyes. She pursed her lips running a hand through his messed up hair, he purred closing his eyes, "I love your hands, cream cheeks." He let his head fall to the side, giving into sleep. She kept running her hands in his hair, till she was sure he was relaxed, "I do feel Damon, that's why it hurt." She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his temple, her hand cupping the side of his face, his features were relaxed and if she hadn't known him, she would have thought of him as some angel, that's how harmless his face was.
(-HMHMHM-)
When she woke up, she was alone on the bed, she frowned and sat up running a hand through her rough hair, "Damon?"
She couldn't hear him in the room, when she turned her face around to the nightstand, with an arched brow, she dragged herself picking up the white rose, He left her a flower? She smiled- Damon was sorry, that was all that mattered, she smiled, he was honest with her last night, he was vulnerable with her for the first time. She reached for her phone beside it and dialed his number which went straight to voicemail, with a frustrated sigh on the third call , she settled on a text instead, what was suitable to write?
The next second she was sitting in between Bonnie and Caroline.
"He's still mad about the Tyler thing." Elena pursed her lips, "Or he wouldn't leave me like that in the morning."
"How didn't you know when he left?" Bonnie asked with a frown, "I am heavy sleeper." She shrugged, "Can you guys please suggest something that is not desperate but is a bit-" she blushed, "A bit nice."
"Just tell him , it's on tonight baby." Caroline winked.
Elena and Bonnie gave her the poker face, Elena pointed at her belly, "That attitude is the reason you'll be going into labor after eight months."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "Seriously Elena, your husband was glowing at the wedding and now he looks like-"
"My husband is very gorgeous thank you very much." She turned to Bonnie, 'What would you suggest?"
"I mean- he's hot." She shrugged.
"About the text." Elena clarified with gritted teeth, "What would you suggest I send him, a thank you, or like- something else."
"Definitely something else."
Caroline took her phone from her, "Just write something, a bit sweet and a bit slutty."
"No no Caroline." She blushed , "write something-"
"Done." Caroline huffed giving her back the phone to her, Elena's took the phone , checking what she sent, "Missed you when you left today, btw found awesome plan b pills 20% off, what ya say- you ready for this lil boy?"
Elena screamed, "What did you do."
"Airplane mode." Bonnie shouted.
"It sent! He saw it." Elena shrieked, Bonnie too shouted, "Omg he'll think you're some freak."
"Noooo!" Elena looked at the text again, then Caroline, "You monster! You know I'd never save 20 percent off on anything related to birth control, you obviously did."
"Relax Elena, Mr. Salvatore would know it's not you."
"As if. It works all the time." Caroline winked, "Get your ovaries ready."
"Ughh why is she staying here." Elena got up from Caroline's bed, "You're right." She sighed, "Damon would definitely know its not me, we didn't even resolve our issue yet, he's not a horny dog like Stefan who is going to throw this problem mid way, for weird kinky Mommy-lil boy sex."
Her phone beeped and Caroline had a proud smirk on her face, color washed from her face as she read the text, "Born ready baby, however there is nothing little here."
Elena pursed her lips as the images of the other night came in front of her eyes, yup- he wasn't little- at all. She swallowed thick, as Caroline let her hand out for her as if asking for the phone.
(-HMHMHM-)
"What are you doing?" Damon said as he entered the meeting room in the dark headquarters , Stefan was holding his phone and almost rolling on the floor laughing, "You'll thank me."
Damon frowned as he walked over to watch , "You're texting Elena."
"Yeah she's a total freak." He shook his head, Damon gasped as if offended and slapped him on the neck , taking his phone back "How the fuck are you reading my personal messages."
"Maybe the password shouldn't be password." Stefan rolled his eyes, "Cool wife though, you're right- she is special."
Damon frowned, "You know this is the reason, they are picking Enzo over you for Italy."
'I don't want to go to fucking Italy." Stefan said rudely, "I've told you I'll stay here."
"Stop being a man child, you need to exercise the power back on Tony's areas, like I did here in America, you wanna be called a freaking side kick."
"I am going to have a baby Damon." He reasoned, "And you may think I am a fucking loser, but I am going to be here till it arrives, and I am going to give it a shot."
"Oh now this baby is the excuse, you didn't give a shit about the baby and now when I ask you to take this seriously, you're father of the year huh?"
Stefan shrugged, "Whatever you perceive is not my responsibility, the baby is mine, you'd know what it feels like if you actually had one." He walked out of the room and Damon shook his head, "Dramatic son of a bitch." He looked down at his phone going through the thread, Elena rarely texted him, and this thread was never ending, "What the fuck?" he read with a scrunched up face, "Stefan you son of a-" he called as he followed his brother out of the room.
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