Chapter: 'Mad for you'
The continuous vibration of his phone woke Damon up from the best sleep he had in a while. Elena stirred in his arms, disturbed by the sound of vibration. Before she could wake up he instantly picked up his phone and answered the call, unwrapping his arms and untangling his legs from the delicate girl, he rose up and went outside his bedroom.
"Good Morning" A shrill voice said.
"This better be important, Rebekah" he muttered.
"It is. I have Klaus's message for you. We have issue with the Mayor regarding next order. Apparently his GM is Mr. Righteous. He comes from a strong family, so strike a deal with him and if that fails kill him." Rebekah said bluntly, straight to the point.
"I will get Rose on it" Damon replied.
"So, Elena any good in sack?" Rebekah asked in a sharp tone.
"Not that it's any of your business, but unlike you Elena has a strong character and a pure soul. She doesn't sleep with everyone she makes eye contact with " Damon retorted.
"I'm guessing she didn't sleep with you, yet. Huh. Is that why you have been a love sick pup? Because she won't sleep with you. I always knew you like the chase,"
"Sad and pathetic, Rebekah. No self-respect at all even after I dumped your ass and threw you out of my room. You still keep on prying on my love life," Damon said, with full intention to hurt her.
"Love life? She doesn't even know the real you. She will be running screaming if she finds out she had been cuddling with a mob leader. She doesn't know right?" Rebekah sneered.
"Yes. She doesn't" he hissed.
"and she won't either if you don't want your sex tape with my driver leaked. I don't think your brother would appreciate that," Damon threatened.
Rebekah's silence assured him she won't. He smirked. He hung up on her.
When he came back to his room, it was empty. He checked in washrooms. They were empty too. Now, he was alarmed. Where was Elena?
"Girl, I like the way you move
Come and show me what to do
You can tell me that you want me
Girl, you got nothing to lose
I can't wait no more
I can't wait no more" a not so unpleasant shrill voice came from his kitchen.
He slowly followed the voice. He wasn't prepared for what he saw next.
Elena was singing on top of her lungs, swinging her hips as she smashed two eggs into the pan. She did a twirl and walked toward the tap.
He smirked as he saw her twirl one more time before she danced toward the frying pan. The song on her iPod changed and her tune also changed.
"Cause, baby, now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look what you've done
Cause, baby, now we got bad blood" she sang in funny grave tone as she danced.
Damon noticed both of the maids of his kitchen staff at the back looking weirdly at Elena as she danced without a care in world not noticing him or those maids.
She had her earphones on she didn't seem to notice anything.
When one of the maid spotted him, she tried to get Elena's attention to him. Damon signaled her to stay quiet as he brushed his finger against his lips. He smiled as he took out his phone and recorded the show his girl was putting out for them.
"Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes
You say sorry just for show
If you live like that, you live with ghosts (ghosts)
Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes (hey)
You say sorry just for show (hey)
If you live like that, you live with ghosts (hey)
If you love like that blood runs cold," she sang and emptied the contents of frying pan on a plate.
She took out her earphones but continued singing. "Now we got problems
And I don't think we can sol-," she trailed off as turned around with the plate, noticing him for the first time.
Her eyes widened and she blushed furiously in embarrassment.
"Great Show!" he said, putting back his phone and clapped. "Consider me impressed" he added.
She further blushed as she noticed two girls behind the kitchen counter, smiling at her.
"How long have you been here?" she asked.
"Long enough to hear Elena Gilbert's version of Baliendo and Bad blood," he said, with a smirk.
"and what is this?" he asked as he stalked closer.
"Breakfast," she said showing him a plate.
"No omelet for me?" he said, making a fake pout.
"This is for you. I ate my one off the frying pan," she said with a laugh.
"You cooked for me?" he asked, surprised.
She nodded. "I will hardly call this cooking…It's just a simple Omelet," she said as she brushed past him and placed the plate on kitchen counter.
He smiled at her and followed her. "Juice?" she asked.
"Orange," he replied.
She went toward the fridge and opened it, taking out a carton. "Care doesn't like carton stuff, she prefers freshly squeezed, so now I too am use to freshly squeezed." She rambled as she handed him a glass of orange juice.
He stared at her as he munched. She rambled on about Caroline and her schedule. Normally he hated women who talked too much but Elena was different. He was taking in every word she said as he munched on the breakfast she made him along with the performance she gave. He could never get tired of this.
He was noticing every small detail about her and committing it to his memory. He noticed how she played with her hair when she got nervous. He noticed how she smiled widely as she talked about Caroline or Jeremy or any family member. He noticed how she laughed touching his bicep when he made a sarcastic yet funny comment. He noticed how she rolled her eyes as she talked oh so lovingly about her students. Should he be jealous, should he be threatened? Because somehow he felt like he was being robbed off his share of affection. He never liked to share.
But then all his jealous thoughts disappeared when her fingers slowly trailed up his back to the nape of his neck and played with his hair.
"This omelet is delicious," he complemented. No, it was nothing special. It was even a little burnt from a side and he was used to continental food but she made it for him and that made it the best fucking omelet in history of omelets or breakfast or any meal ever.
"Get a grip, Salvatore," he murmured to himself, low enough so she wouldn't hear.
She beamed, her cheeks rose and stretched her mouth in a smile. "Thank you," she replied with a blush.
He fell in love with her all over again. He loved it when she blushed and looked down. "and I love it when you blush like that…" he said, his one hand reaching to cup her cheek.
She coughed. "Not here. People are watching" she whispered.
He smiled. " Tresa, Emma...This is Elena, my girlfriend," he said looking back at the girls who were busy cleaning up the mess Elena made. They looked up smiling at Elena.
"You two don't have any problem if I get intimate with my girlfriend in kitchen. Do you?" he added, with a smirk.
Elena eyes widened in embarrassment. Both of the maids looked shell shocked.
"Damon…" Elena squeaked, jumping off her stool.
"What? I am just showing you that this is my house and I can get intimate with my girl wherever I want," he said, nuzzling her neck as he jumped off the stool too
She nudged him lightly in the ribs as she ran off toward his bedroom with him chasing her.
"That can't be Damon Salvatore" Tressa said, shocked.
"I have never seen him this happy before, hell I have never seen him even smile." she added.
"Do you think he is in love with her?" Emma asked, looking up at Tressa as she dusted the counter.
"As much as I know Damon Salvatore and I know him quite a lot, I have been working here for the past four years, this girl is in serious trouble. This will end up in two ways. Either the girl will come to her senses and run away from him ergo making him hunt her down and kill her because he doesn't take rejections nicely or she will end up dead being associated with a dangerous guy like him," Tressa said was fully aware of her boss's reality but her lips were sealed. She was too deep involved in their dirty work.
"Don't say that… they look so happy," Emma said as she heard the giggles coming from her boss's bedroom.
"Oh honey, he is a disease. A fatal disease for that poor girl," Tresses completed.
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They were at the airport, waiting at a queue. Damon moved closer to her, nuzzling her neck.
"Shh. Damon. We're in public." She said, red faced yet loving his touch.
"So, what?"
He inched closer, moving her hair from her neck, so he could kiss it. To everyone else it was an innocent act but he was riling her up.
"Damon, what are you doing?" She mumbled.
He moaned and kissed her shoulder.
A loud beep almost made her jump. Her phone was ringing. It was Stefan, her boss.
"Hey Boss!" she said.
"Hi Elena!" Stefan replied with a chuckle. "Busy?" he added.
She looked at her boyfriend who glared at her, clearly pissed.
"No, not at all, what's up?" she said, brushing Damon's hands away from her hips.
"You didn't reply to my texts last night, I just wanted to check up on you," he replied.
"I was out with my boyfriend," she replied, as her boyfriend nuzzled her neck.
"Oh, did you grade the assignments I handed over to your roommate three days ago?" Stefan asked.
"Yes. I will drop them off in an hour," Elena replied as she brushed her boyfriend off her. She got off her bed, moving toward the window, Damon behind her.
"So, I have been invited to New year's party at Chase's place, want to hang out?" he asked, finally coming to the point.
"I would have loved too but I am going back to MF today," she said, nudging her boyfriend in stomach who kept on nibbling on her earlobe.
"Oh, when will you be back?" he asked.
"In a week, Get off me-Hey-I'll come by your place in an hour. I am a bit busy right now. My huh… cat… won't leave me alone," she said as she pushed her boyfriend away who had somehow sneaked up his hands under her shirt.
"Sure…" he replied with a cold sigh.
She hung up before he could say bye.
"Seriously Damon! What would my boss think of me now, can't you keep your hands to yourself just for a minute?" she said in a fake annoyed tone.
"What did your boss want?" he said, not minding her tone even a bit.
"He wants me to drop off the papers he gave me to grade, but we are already on our way,"
"How about I ask Butch to do that for us,"
Stefan stared at the empty fireplace, in despair, remembering her smile.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Elena!" Stefan smiled widely as he opened the door for her.
"Hey Boss!" she said.
"Please come in," he said, getting to a side.
She was wearing a cute love style hollow loose knitting sweater paired up with skinny jeans and knee length boots. Her hair was flowing down to her back. A little bit of blush and eyeliner and she was perfect.
"Earth to Stefan!" she said waving her hand in front of his face.
"Oh sorry" he said with a blush.
"How is Lexi?" she asked him about his current girlfriend.
"We broke up" he said, looking away.
"Oh My…"
"I am so sorry!" she said, hugging him.
"I am okay" he replied, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Stefan always had a crush on this particular girl. She caught his eye way back in college. His infatuation with her turned to strong positive attraction when she accepted his job offer and working daily basis with her just made that feel stronger.
So strong that even the fact that she had a boyfriend now didn't matter. He knew he was being selfish but he wished with all his heart that her relationship would fall apart.
"You know I'm here with you," She pulled him closer to comfort him.
Stefan smiled. This is why he wanted her. After his miserable childhood and his struggling youth, he need this kind of girl in his life. He needed her positivity, her smiles, her kindness and her love. Was it too much to ask for?
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She was wrapped in Damon's arms, they were seated on the plane now.
"How old is he?" he inquired, shocked.
"Who?"
"Your boss?"
"26," she answered.
"What? When you said he is a professor, I always imagined some old dude. You're telling me that all this time when you talked about Professor Will, you have been talking about a 26-year-old guy," he asked, aghast.
She laughed at his horror struck expression.
"Okay. You shouldn't feel threatened. We are totally platonic. I mean he did ask me out two times but I always turned him down," she informed, running her fingers through his hair.
"HE ASKED YOU OUT!"
"Shush…" she hushed him.
"He knows I am with you besides he doesn't have that spark, that magic" she said and then suddenly stopped.
"What?" he asked, eyes raised.
"Never mind. You won't get it," she said, relaxing on her seat.
"No, Tell me!" he insisted, cupping her face.
"Promise you won't laugh at me?" she asked, eyeing him.
"Why would I laugh at you?" he asked.
"because it's cheesy,"
"My quota of cheesy and sappy stuff is empty. I need some cheesy stuff," he insisted in a childlike way.
"Did it ever happen to you that you just randomly meet someone so so beautiful. There is this magic on their face. You like watching them. You like being around them. You wake up just to see them. And then with time it's not their looks that attracts you it's the things they do, their smile, the way they laugh. You just connect with them. You feel something different for them. A feeling that overwhelms you. They make your heart hurt but in the best way, a pain that you will like to feel forever," she rambled on as he stared intently at her.
She looked up at him, realizing she had said too much. The intensity of her feelings might scare him away. She cursed herself for rambling too much. Damn Caroline for that.
"You feel all that for me?" he choked.
There was no going back now.
She nodded.
The next thing she felt was his lips crashing on hers.
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Elena was sleeping using his chest as pillow, her legs spread across her seat and the seat next to her. He couldn't sleep. Stroking her hair, he replayed her words in his mind over and over again. She was falling for him and he couldn't be happier.
He needed Elena. She was his now. He knew Elena would be in constant danger with him by her side. But, he was strong enough to protect her from every danger. Right?
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Flashback
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"I am going to Mystic Falls for a week," he informed Zach.
A silence followed on the other line.
"What's this all about?" he asked.
"I have been doing your dirty work for you for years now, it's time I take a break," Damon growled.
"Yes, why now?" Zach asked.
"I am going with my girlfriend to meet her parents," he informed. He couldn't exactly hide anything from Zach. Zach had connections. He would find out anyway.
"G…girlfriend? Since when do you do girlfriends?" Zach asked, flabbergasted.
"Well…I am 29. It's about time I settle down," Damon added.
"Settle? Settle down?" Zach almost shouted.
"You just met that girl a month ago," he added.
"Yeah! So, it's my LIFE besides it's not like I am refusing to follow your orders, nothing else will change," he assured Zach.
"Does she know about-," Zach trailed off.
"No, she doesn't and she won't ever-," he answered firmly.
"Good! But I need to remind you one thing. If she ever became the reason for your disobedience or she ever tried to get in our way not only will you kill her yourself but I will cancel our deal regarding your brother and chuck him into prison too…" Zack threatened. Damon gulped. He knew Zach wasn't bluffing.
"and I won't think twice with that being said I don't have any problem regarding your relationship with Miss Righteous." Zach said in a normal tone.
"Rebekah filled you in," Damon didn't ask he stated.
"Yeah, that little slut gave me all the details yesterday night. Can't say I am surprised though. Like your father you too fell for an innocent doe eyed filly. Lily, you're mum, Of course. She was devastated when she found out what your dad did for a living. So devastated that she committed suicide. Good though! Giuseppe was so whipped with her in the picture," Zach said cruelly.
It didn't hurt. Not anymore. His mother didn't even matter to him. Why should he be upset? When his mother didn't even think twice about it before committing suicide. She didn't kill herself to punish his father for his wrecked lifestyle. She killed herself to satisfy her ego. She would have thought about him if she was as innocent and as good as she posed to be.
"If you're done talking shit, I got to go now, pack and stuff! I will leave Rose in charge. Don't call or text me until I am back," he said before hanging up.
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He brushed the unpleasant thoughts from his mind and concentrated on the positive sides. Now that he had a green signal from Zach as well. He could easily concentrate on his relationship. He just has to make sure Elena stays safe and she never finds out about him.
That won't be too difficult. They had very clever plans set up. Their lawyers covered up all their corrupt activities. There construction company was itself doing good considering it was just a pretense, a base for their illegal transactions.
And now with Elena on his side. He felt whole. Yes, this was selfish. Elena was all good. It was like the fate filled her with all the good in the universe and gifted it to him.
She was a dream.
He was bad.
He was probably every woman's worst nightmare.
Talk about polar opposites.
But he didn't care. He had already made his mind. Elena was going to be his and his only. It was selfish considering she wasn't getting a choice. But life had always been unfair to him.
She was the only good thing life had ever offered him and he was keeping her. It was unfair but he didn't care. He didn't fall in love with her by his choice but now that he is he would do everything in his power to make her his.
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"Stop being so nervous, they will love you" Elena said, holding his hand as they made their way to the door of her house.
He nodded.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Coming," Miranda voice came from far, maybe kitchen.
She opened the door and squeaked, "My baby," jumping on Elena and grabbing her in a bear hug.
"Mommy," Elena whined, embarrassed.
"Damon!" her mum added in excitement, hugging the tall boy.
"Come inside!" she said excitedly almost pushing them in.
"Gray…they are here," her mum shouted, making her flinch.
"Mum…you're shouting in my ear," she whined like a little girl.
"Elena," her father said as he appeared in hallway.
She ran toward her father, hugging him. "I missed you so much, Dad," she said hugging her father.
"See, all the more reasons you should move back to Mystic Falls," he said, hugging back his daughter.
"Dad, don't ruin the moment, please."
"Oh…and this is my boyfriend, Damon," She said, pulling back walking back toward her nervous boyfriend. She had always seen him confident and cocky. For a change he was nervous and he looked adorable like that.
She laced her fingers through his.
"See, I told you she isn't into homosexuality, she does have a boyfriend now give me my 10 bucks of the bet," her mum squeaked in excitement.
Grayson eyed Damon. "She could have hired him; he does have the physique of a male escort," her father whispered audibly to her mother.
"Dad," Elena's eyes widened in embarrassment.
"Excuse me," this was the first time Damon spoke.
"How much is she paying you? I will pay you double if you tell us the truth," her father asked.
"I am not-," he was cut off by Elena as she opened her purse and took out a file.
"I knew they won't believe it, here,(showing newspaper clippings)these are Damon's interviews related to his company, so now you know he isn't a man escort and here is his business card, you can call his PA to confirm his identity," Elena said handing over her file.
She looked back at her shocked boyfriend who had his mouth hung open.
"Now, that you have assured he isn't a prostitute; do you approve?" she asked.
"This is real, then? You're serious about this?" her dad asked, flabbergasted.
"We can talk about the details later, honey," her mum interrupted.
"Elena, Why don't you two freshen up…dinner will be served in about thirty minutes," her mum stated as he pushed her glaring husband to a side.
"My family is freakish," Elena said with a giggle.
"Yeah, one of kind," he commented.
"Come on! We need hurry and freshen up. I am starving," she said as she guided him to a room upstairs.
"This is your room," she said opening the door on left.
"You will be staying with me?" he asked.
"Honey, I would love to but my dad would pull your endocrine system from your body and I like you too much. I want to keep you alive for a while," she wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Is that so?" he asked, snaking his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.
She leans in, capturing his lips in a small kiss before pushing him away, playfully.
"We will play later, you need to freshen up now," she said, winking at him before she left.
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What started as an awkward dinner soon turned pretty interesting when Elena's family started talking about all the embarrassing stories about her school life. To them, Damon and Elena had been together for more than six months, thanks to lies Elena fed her mother before the fateful night at airport where she met Damon. Only Jeremy knew the reality that they have only been dating for a month.
But, Elena couldn't help but notice how much genuinely Damon seemed to be interested in her life. She knew he liked her but his interest in her was too intense, it almost scared her.
"She was mean to bone. She somehow convinced me that every month a woman starts growing a penis. And that tampons are actually used with a razor blade to chop off the new penis every month. I believed that shit for a long time and even convinced my friends." Jeremy said, making everyone laugh on table.
"It's not my fault you're a dumbass," she said, hitting Jeremy on head.
"I can't imagine Elena being bully though. I have never seen anyone as kind as her," Damon added, looking at Elena.
"She dyed my hair pink just because I broke her Barbie Doll," Jeremy informed.
"That was my favorite doll!" Elena retorted.
"Then I had to bleach my hair and dye them back to black but not before the half of Mystic Falls saw me with pink hair. They use to call me the scrawny kid with the pink hair for ages." Jeremy said, still annoyed at his sister.
That night ended with all of five of them watching a chick flick.
By the end of next three days. Damon was more part of the family then Elena would have ever thought. He won Jeremy by partnering up with him in all the Xbox games duels. He was awfully good at them for someone who claimed they never played videogames in their life.
Her dad loved him because now they get to debate on all basketball games and Elena's mum paraded him around with her, showing him off her friends during all the volunteer work, she did.
Damon informed Elena that some of her mum's friends even tried to sexually harass him. They didn't get much time to their selves. But by the end of Wednesday she could have sworn her father had a crush on her boyfriend, when he somehow made Damon cancel plans with Elena and took him out to meet his friends from hospitals.
Her parents thought he was perfect for her. He was financially stable. He was handsome and he got along with her family too much well than she would have thought. But there was a disturbing feeling regarding him in her stomach whenever he got closer to her.
"Does he know about Matt?" her mum snapped her out of her thoughts.
"No" she said.
"Are you serious with Damon?" Miranda asked.
"I don't know,"
"He is in love with you," her mum said.
She spat out the coffee she had been sipping.
"What?"
"No! That's not possible," she added.
"Why not? You two had been together for a while now," her mum said, absentmindedly.
"Yeah but it's too soon,"
"It's plastered on his face. The way he looks at you when you're blabbing all type of non-sense or when he smiles unknowledgeable when you enter the room. Or the way he looks at you when you're singing in that most obnoxious voice of yours while you're doing dishes," her mum added looking at her.
"He likes me a lot, yes! But he doesn't love me," she said, getting up.
"He does-," her mum declared.
"You're falling for him too. You're not there yet but you are falling for him," her mum further declared.
"Okay, this is ridiculous. I am not falling for him," Elena said, looking at her mother.
"Really, Elena, Stop being so godamn stubborn! I see the way you look at him. You adore him when he is playing elder brother to Jer and what about yesterday? When you were going all possessive over him at the summer party in park. You didn't even let Britney say hi to him and don't forget, you nearly lost your mind when he accidentally cut his hand while helping me with lunch. It was like you could feel his pain" her mum reasoned.
"Okay. I like how he is good with my family and I am protective about him that doesn't mean I am falling for him," Elena said.
"and the way you smile when you talk about him," her mother stated.
"I do not smile every time I talk about Damon," she said, hiding her smile.
"You're even smiling now," her mother informed.
"Ok! I guess, but this going very fast," Elena said getting up.
"It's been six months, that kind of progress is okay." her mum said.
"No! No! No! I am in love with-," she trailed off when Damon entered living room with her father following him.
"Pink colored skater dress," she completed when he eyed her suspiciously.
Her mother beamed.
"I will take you out for shopping tomorrow then," Damon offered.
"What?"
"to buy you pink colored skater dresses," he said.
"Yeah sure…" she said as she brushed past him.
"Is she okay?" she heard him in a worried tone.
"Yeah…She just found out that Brad and Angelina are getting divorced…they were her OTP…totally killed her," her mum made up the weirdest excuse ever.
"Totally Elena! She would worry about every damn molecule of this planet. I will go see if she is okay," he said, following her.
"Elena," he knocked on her door.
"Yes," she allowed him to come in.
She was wearing her jacket and was looking around for her shoes.
"Are you going somewhere?" his eyes narrowed.
"Umm. Yeah out for a walk"
"out at this time?" he asked.
"It's Mystic Falls …nothing bad happen here," she stated.
His eyes narrowed further. "Yes but see honey! You are trouble magnet. The fact that a dangerous killer is in love with you is proof enough," he replied in his head.
"I will get my jacket,"
She nodded. She already knew he wouldn't let her go out alone. Somehow, he was very protective when it came to her.
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"You have been awfully quite. Did brangelina divorce hit you that hard?" he asked with a scoff.
"They are getting divorced?" she asked, shocked.
"That's it, true love doesn't exist anymore," she said, in a sad tone.
He stifled his laughter. "You're such a girl," he said in a tone filled with adoration.
She didn't reply.
"Hey don't get so bummed up, as long as Obama's are together, there is still hope," he added with a snort.
As they made their way toward an empty road quite far from her house.
"This is where I met Matt, first," she informed.
His heart dropped, was she missing her ex?
"I was 19 when I first Matt. He was just done with college and he came back to town to live with his grandparents" she continued lost somewhere.
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"Hey," she greeted a cute blue eyed boy who was bending over his car.
"Hi," he replied with a smile.
"Need any help?"
"My car broke here and my phone is dead. Can I use you phone to call tow truck?" he said, walking toward her.
"Sure," she handed her phone toward him.
After five minutes.
He handed her phone back.
"Thank you uh-,"
"Elena. Elena Gilbert," she said, offering her hand.
"Mathew Donavan but call me Matt,"
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"He was 25…quite older than me, kind of what attracted me to him. I am sucker for older guys. He was awfully interested in me though. I thought it was destiny. A cute guy I randomly met who just couldn't stay away from me…He use to follow me around. Send me gifts. I gave in to attraction and went out with him," she explained.
Damon listened intently.
"I joined a community college but I didn't want to go. I was too happy here with my family and me oh so perfect boyfriend," she said in a mock tone. Damon felt stab of jealousy as she told him about her feelings about her ex. So what if she was over him but somehow it still hurt that she used to love someone else.
"I use to work for the Mayor as a secretary. I had been working for Mr. Anderson for like three years. He trusted me completely." She added and he wondered why she would suddenly jump from explaining about her love life to her work life.
"Matt use to be awfully curious about my work at Mayor's. At times, I wanted to quit because I had three jobs back then but somehow he just managed to convince me not to quit. A year passed just like that. My relationship with Matt progressed. We were in love or at least I thought we were." She said in a bitter tone.
"He use to go through my work laptop daily. It was weird but he was my boyfriend and I completely trusted him." She added.
"Then he started to change but not in bad way. He was far more affectionate then he used to be. He used to tell me ten times a day that he loved me and then he proposed me. Naturally, I accepted." She completed, tears trailing down her face.
"But a week after that,"
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Police sirens alarmed her. Elena ran toward the window of her boss's office.
"What's going on?" she asked Mayor Anderson.
Mayor Anderson was as pale as a sheet. He ran toward his desk and pulled out a pistol from his drawer, before she could bolt, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked her to him, pistol now pointing her skull.
"You fucking bitch-," he growled at her.
"Sir, What are you doing?" she screamed.
"How could they get hold of those documents?" he shouted at her.
"What documents?"
"The documents regarding my visit to Italy," he growled.
"They were in my laptop, nobody has an access to my laptop," she replied, shaking with fear.
"You little bitch, I told you to be careful with them. I told you no one should ever get hold of them," he said with panic clearly visible in his tone.
"Tell me girl, are all my documents stored in that laptop of yours?" he asked.
"Y…Yes Sir" she replied.
"Fucking bitch," he cursed, loudly.
"Gets your hands off my fiancé," She heard Matt's voice from the entrance of hall.
"Matt!" she screamed.
A group of policemen following him.
" Ashford! Davis! Take positions," he ordered two policemen on his sides.
"Matt!"
"Oh so this is how you got hold of my documents, Donavan, you were under cover," Anderson screeched, pistol still on Elena's temple.
"Anderson, get your hands off the poor girl," Sheriff Forbes said as she entered the hall, her armed force following her.
"Forbes, I didn't know you would sink to this, you used your daughter's best friend to get to me," Anderson tried to guilt trip her.
"It's about time scum like you get locked up. Now this could go two ways. Either you surrender or I shoot to kill," Sheriff Forbes said in a strong tone.
"We have proof against the felony you committed. You not only provided protection to drug mafia but allowed illegal arms business. We have got solid proof extracted from your secretary Miss Gilbert's laptop. You have no out. Surrender!" Sheriff Forbes said in a cold tone.
"Matt, what's going on here?" Elena spoke.
"Anderson! Let her go" Matt shouted.
"Let me go or I'll kill this bitch!" Anderson demanded.
"You wouldn't dare," Matt said.
"Darlin, tell your fiancé their not to provoke me," Anderson whispered in her hair.
A blinding pain hit her when Matt shot her on shoulder.
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"I woke up in hospital two days later," Elena said, as Damon wiped her tears.
They were sitting on stairs near the graveyard.
"He shot me. It wasn't a fatal shot, obviously. He only did that to distract Anderson," she said as a sob escaped her lips.
"He confessed later that he was fresh from police academy. Eager to prove himself, he accepted this mission. Sheriff Forbes planned it all. Everything from our first meeting to our first date was planned by the police department. They didn't fill me in because they thought that would risk the nature of mission. It had to be natural. Matt says that at first it was all about the mission but then he fell in love with me. The proposal was real. But at that time I couldn't think clearly. All I could think about was that he used me." She said, burying her head in her boyfriend's chest.
"I dumped him, moved out of Mystic Falls," she continued. "As time passed, I got over it. I forgave him. We even became friends," she said.
"Do you still love him?" he asked but dreaded the next second, afraid of the answer.
She shook her head. "No. I love him as a friend but not like that not anymore," she said. He sighed in relief.
"I am so sorry," he said as he stroked her hair.
"For what it's worth. I can kill him for hurting you both physically and mentally," he said, making her chuckle.
"You shouldn't make that sort of violent jokes,"
Who is joking. Damon thought menacingly.
"I thought I would never feel like that again." She continued with her story.
"No you won't. I will make sure personally no one ever hurts you again…I will protect you." he said, comforting her.
"No. I am not talking about that…I mean the …other feelings," she said.
His eyes narrowed in confusion.
"I never thought I would risk the chance of getting hurt again but for some reasons It seem worth it when I am with you. I can't help it Damon. I get into this goofy, smiling mood whenever I am around you. I know it's fast…I know it's weird…I don't know how to say this or even if it's true or not but I think I am falling in love with you," she said, looking deep in his eyes.
He stiffened. "I know it's crazy because I don't even know when you became so important to me…I don't know if it was when I first saw you or on our third date when you cooked for me or a few days ago when I felt so comfortable sleeping in your arms…It just happened," she rambled in nervousness.
"I have been in love with you the moment I laid my eyes on you." he blurted out.
"I couldn't tell you because I was scared It would freak you out…and yeah this is going fast but does it really matter. There is no logical explanation for what I feel for you and how it happened. All I know is that I am absolutely, positively, obsessively, beyond any doubt or limits, crazy in love with you," he said, pulling her to him.
Before they could seal it with a kiss, raindrops startled them. "How the…" he trailed off as he saw a childish grin on her face, she was looking at the sky.
"It's just like how I imagined, movie like love confession," she said with a giggle.
"Rain in January? Mystic Falls is a weird place. Come on. Let's go home before we freeze to death" Damon as he sheltered her from cold raindrops hiding his girlfriend in his jacket.
They went home and slept in each other's arms, sated and satisfied with the warmth of each other's bodies. But at the back of Damon's mind, a fear was growing like a tumor, Elena hated Matt for lying to her and hiding his truth, even though, it was for something as noble as saving the country from mafia, she would never forgive him.
But then he didn't have to be scared. He wasn't powerless like Matt, he would have her no matter what. She was his and nothing was changing that.
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After that night, both of them hardly found time for each other. Elena had been busy with her mother helping her out with a founder party while Damon had been off with her father and brother on a guy's trip to his utmost displeasure that he had to accept because in order to have Elena he had to bond with her family too.
One more day and then they would go back home. Life in Mystic Falls has been pleasant. It reminded him of the time when he lived a simple life, a time when he escaped his family. He had to return though because of Stefan.
"and now I have to look for another place though, I didn't tell Care that I can't afford rent all by myself," Elena said to her mother.
"you can always take the money from us," her mum offered.
"No! No! No! I will manage," Elena refused stubbornly.
"You can stay at my place," Damon instantly offered.
"No. It's okay, baby! I will manage. Liam offered me his place anyway, we could co-rent," she said, brushing him off.
"You're not staying with LIAM!" he growled regardless of her mother watching.
"Damon! We will talk about this later," she said, glaring at him.
"Miranda, What makes more sense? Elena living with her boyfriend or Elena living with a guy who has been crushing on her from Day one," he said, anger visible in his tone.
"Elena, you can stay with Damon. He is right. That does make more sense than you staying with Liam," Miranda reasoned.
"It's a college dorm," Elena reasoned. "I can afford it" she added.
She noticed Damon tense. He frowned and got up.
"Okay. Okay. How about this? I will rent one of the rooms in your house, I will stay with you but I'll pay you for that. And I will help you with chores," She reasoned, coming in front of him, blocking his way.
"Really Elena?" he asked, annoyed.
"This is my deal. Take it or leave it. I want my independence," she said, eyeing him.
"Fine but you're staying in my room" he murmured in her ear.
"I know," she replied with a grin.
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When she called Caroline the next day informing her about her new living arrangements. Caroline almost fainted.
"You're moving in with your boyfriend after just one month of dating and you two are already done with I love yous. Elena! Babe! This is not just a little fast. It's sonic speed. Slow down a bit,"
"We aren't moving in" she protested. "I am going to live with him because I don't have any other place to live, I will be paying him. We will be housemates!" she corrected her best friend.
"Potato, potato," Caroline said.
"I know, It's just I don't like it when he is upset and somehow the thought of me staying with Liam was making him upset," she said.
"That's jealousy. He's jealous."
"Why would he? He has no reason to be insecure. I would never make him feel that way." Elena murmured.
"Gilbert, you're in love with him,"
Elena bit her lower lip. "Yeah, that I am."
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"Are you sure you don't want to spend your final night with your family?" he said as she drove toward her "Special club" she had been bragging about.
"Yes. Positive. I have spent more than enough time with all of them. Tonight I want to show you the club me and Care would go to back in our college days," she said as she took a turn stopping her car in front of "Plan B the Club,"
She ran her fingers through her hair, roughing it up. "You're going to love what I'm wearing," she said with a wicked smile as she unzipped her jacket reveling her black sequin long sleeved black backless skirt dress that covered nothing below her thighs. She paired it up with Stiletto Heels.
"What are you wearing?" he blurted out taking in her view.
Yeah, she looked beyond hot and fuckable, he wanted to just bend her over and fuck her raw, but he didn't exactly appreciate the thoughts that would go through other guy's minds once they see his girlfriend like this. She pushed open her door and climbed out of the car.
He followed, taking her jacket out with him.
"You like?" she said, twirling once.
"I more than like but…" he trailed off, giving her back her jacket. Motioning her to put it back on.
She took the jacket from him rolling her eyes. "Conservative Asshole," she commented pulling it back on.
"Excuse me for protecting you," he spat.
"I just don't want guys ogling you in there. It's not that I don't trust you. It's just …you're mine and I don't really like to share," he said pulling her closer to him. "Besides It's cold…" he reasoned.
"I get it. I am so use to this. I have over protective parents and overprotective best friend…and now an overprotective boyfriend," she said with a frown as they entered.
"I am so Not over protective, I am just a little too protective," he said, frowning too.
"besides can you blame me, I don't ever want to lose you, just hearing your voice in the morning makes my day. I haven't met a person whose as nice and caring as you. Your eyes are so expressive and beautiful I can't help but get lost in them. I could stare at you forever and I'd still feel like I haven't had enough of you. I want to kiss every inch of you. You're the only thing in my life that is holding me together right now," he murmured. She noticed she was in his arms, her arms hooked around his neck, their noses touching.
"You're so sappy," she said with grin.
"Only for you, baby," he said pecking lips.
"I love you," she said.
"You do?" he asked, making a mock shocked face.
"Yes," she said, cutely.
"Good because I love you too," he said pulling her closer.
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He took another shot watching her dance with her friends. She motioned him to join her but Damon refused. She twirled around one more time before swinging her hips making it like a show for him. He smirked, watching his girlfriend.
She walked over to him like she was hunter and he was her prey. " Two shots here," she ordered the bartender.
"Let's play a game!" she said wickedly.
"I am all ears!" he replied.
"We have salt,(sprinkling the salt on her neck)lick salt, shot and then lime," she said. "Kind of like big bang theory"
"What's that?"
"A tv show, concentrate you lick the salt, then comes the shot and then comes the lime," she explained.
"Where is the lime?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
She opened her lips, showing the lime held by her teeth.
"I like this wild side of you…" he said with a purr as he licked her neck making her moan. Then downing his shot, he lent in to kiss her.
It took a while before they recovered. She guided him to dance floor, facing him, grinding against him. Holding his hand as he spun her around. His face buried in her neck as she swayed slowly. She turns around to face him beaming at him. Her hands hooked around his neck. She captured his lips, moaning when he kissed her back. "I love you, Damon," she said with a dazed look.
"I love you too" he replied.
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Elena's phone buzzed.
Unknown number calling.
She ignored it. She was not even a bit drunk but still Damon insisted on taking the driving seat. They had been dancing, drinking, bonding over making fun of people without them knowing and making out. It was when Grayson called Damon and reminded him that they may be adults now but Elena still had curfew if she was living under his roof, they made their way to home.
"Who is calling you?"
"I don't know! Some unknown number," Elena said.
"Forward that number to me, I will deal with it," he said, sternly.
"Damon…It's okay,"
"Elena. Must you argue with me on everything?" he said in an annoyed tone.
"Okay. Okay." she said, texting him the number that had been constantly calling her.
He stopped the car in front of her house. Sprinting to her side, he opened the door for her with a smirk. Yes, he was holding door open for her. She beamed at him, kissing his cheek in appreciation.
"I wish you could spend the night with me" she said with a pout.
"I will sneak in to your room after your dad falls asleep," he replied and she giggled.
They were like a teenage couple, sneaking around to see each other. They had been craving each other's company to the point of madness.
"I will meet you in an hour then," she said seductively as she nibbled on his ear before the sound of her brother's voice separated them.
"Ugh…My eyes they burn," Jeremy said covering his eyes.
"Shut it, Squirm!" Damon commented.
Elena smiled at him. "Hurry up," she whispered before she retired to her room.
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Beep
Beep
Beep
She picked up.
"Elena Gilbert here," she said, picking up her phone.
A silence followed.
"Hello!"
"Hello! Elena! I am sorry I am calling this late but this is important," a female voice said.
"Yes…"
"Elena…My name is Bonnie Bennett. I want to meet you. I have to tell you something really important regarding your boyfriend Damon Salvatore…" the voice said, shakily.
"OH…I am sorry…I can't hear you properly. Could you repeat that?" she asked. The loud music coming from her brother's room was making it difficult for her to hear a single word.
"Elena…I am Bonnie…I need to meet you. I have to tell you something really important regarding your boyfriend," the woman on the phone pleaded.
All she could hear was "need…tell…boyfriend." and the Pink Floyd song playing in Jeremy's room.
The line on the other side disconnected.
Elena called back the woman several times but she didn't pick up. She shrugged and threw her phone on her bed and went to freshen up.
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"Bonnie, I will personally come down and kill you if you tried to contact my Elena again," Damon growled on phone, pacing around his room in utter madness.
"Screw you, Damon," Bonnie replied.
"Give your phone to Enzo, right now," he growled.
"Hey…" Enzo said, nervously.
"You said you had everything under control then how the fuck did she call Elena?" Damon hissed.
"I am sorry. It won't happen again. I've been keeping my eye on her as per your orders …I really don't know how it happened." Enzo reasoned.
"Enzo…Get her out of US. Take her to Italy. Take her as far away from Elena as possible or else," he ordered.
"I am on it. We won't disturb you, Damon," Enzo said obediently. He really didn't want to piss his boss off now.
He hung up in utter frustration. This was too close. According to Enzo, Bonnie had been on call with Elena when Damon figured out it had been Bonnie who had been calling Elena. Enzo was loyal to him plus he was in love with Bonnie. In exchange for Bonnie's life he swore to help him keep Elena oblivious to his reality.
He knew what love was. He forgave Bonnie but he won't take any chances. Starting tomorrow he will keep strict tabs on Elena. She was the only thing in his life that he wanted to keep. She was his everything and he wouldn't let anyone take her from him.
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