Chapter: 'Damon's nightmare'
Six months later
"Gilbert! Get off me and get back to your side of the bed," Damon said, pushing her off his chest.
"I like cuddling, if you have problem then maybe you should go back to your room," Elena replied with a groan.
"Look, don't get me wrong. I love you but it gets downright hot at night not to mention your hair tickles and you kick a lot, last night you accidently kicked me in my nuts." he said.
"Who said it was accidently." Elena said with a smirk. "Salvatore, you have too many issues, get out of my room!" she added.
"but I like sleeping next to you,"
"then stop complaining," she said with a sigh.
"Can't you just go sleep on your side of the bed?" he said, with a little bit of hesitation.
"Ok…That's it. Get out of my room, Salvatore!" she said, as she tried to kick him.
"This is my house!" he reminded her.
"but I paid for this room…" she reminded him.
"I like sleeping next to you, I am happy when I'm around you," he said in somewhat childish tone.
"Ugh, you can be so annoying at times," Elena said, rolling over, creating a little distance between their bodies.
"On second thought, it's cold tonight, scoot over," he ordered.
"Seriously?" Elena almost growled.
"Please…" he said, making a pouty face.
"How can someone so adorable be so annoying?" Elena muttered to herself as she drew nearer. She felt him bury his head in her hair and she smiled before falling back to sleep.
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Elena rushed to the blender, stuffing the oranges inside before turning it on. A loud buzz filled the room. She looked over at the clock, fifteen minutes before her boyfriend comes back from his morning jog. Tessie helped her cleaning the kitchen counter.
"Hey…" she heard Rose say as she entered.
"Hi! Rose. Coffee or Juice?" Elena asked as she rushed toward the stove.
"I know you will glare me to death if I say coffee so obviously juice," Rose said with a smirk.
"See…now that's a healthy choice…" Elena appreciated her.
"Milk for me, fruit Salad for your brother. I swear that guy eat more fats then Caroline and Tyler combined." Elena rambled as she added a dressing of honey, lime, and basil for a little extra body of the salad.
"I am back, sunshine," Damon said as he went toward the kitchen counter.
"Aww. No. No hugging until you take a shower,"
"See, that's what I was talking about that day, Rose. This girl doesn't have one romantic bone in her body," he muttered in annoyance.
"Suck it, Salvatore. You reek…I can smell you from here," Rose said as she munched the freshly cut fruit Elena just served her.
"I said shower first," Elena smacked his hand as he tried to take a blueberry out of his fruit salad.
"Fine." he replied as he groaned. She took a step back toward the stove. Seeing her distracted, he held her wrist, spinning her around, he hugged her tightly. " Ugh…Damon…" Elena shouted in utter frustration hiding her smile at his neediness.
"Here, now you have to shower too," he said, pulling back, pecking her once. She tried to hit him with the spoon she had in her hand but he successfully ducked.
"Now. I reek too. I smell like sweat and damonish…ugh." she said as she handed the spoon to Tressie.
"I am going to go shower in my bathroom and Rose make sure he goes take a shower as well," Elena said as she took off her apron.
"You know, I have a great idea, why don't we shower together. This will not only save us time but we will manage to do benefit to the world and save water too." he said, as he followed her.
"No…Damon…No," she refused as she shut the door behind her.
He could hear her chuckle when he let out a cold sigh.
"Cold hearted bitch!"
"I heard that…" she shouted back.
"Good," he replied in an annoyed tone.
Damon saw Rose eye them suspiciously.
"What?" he asked as he made his way to his room.
"You two playing house, it's too cute," she said with a harsh chuckle.
"We aren't playing house. We are in love," Damon corrected her as he moved toward his closet.
"Yeah. That's enough, Damon. I have been playing along with this charade but this is going too far. You had your fun now leave the girl alone." Rose said, a little uncomfortably.
"Excuse me, since when do you give me orders, last time I checked I am still your boss," he replied harshly.
"Damon! Look, I played along till now. I was under the impression that you will soon get tired of her and leave her but this, it's been six months now," Rose said.
"Rose. I am not leaving her; I am in LOVE with her. She is mine now. I am not ever leaving her," he said as he took off his shirt.
"You're really serious about Elena, aren't you?"
"Of course I am. In fact, I was actually thinking about (sigh) asking her to marry me," he said, slyly.
"WHAT?"
"Oh don't act all surprised. I have been in love with her the moment I laid my eyes on her. I want to open my eyes and see her next to me every day. These six months had been the best time of my life. I have never been happier, I'm on cloud nine,"
"Damon, this is insane,"
"Don't you like Elena?"
"I love her and that's why I think we are the worst thing that could ever happen to her. We need to let her go." Rose tried to convince her boss.
"Rose, Elena turned this place into what we call home now. For once we have a normal life. For once I actually look forward to come back home now. This place is heaven with her in it." he said desperately.
"Yes, but this is all a dream. We aren't normal people, Damon. We are mobsters. We kill people for money. We don't care about people. We are dangerous and we have dangerous enemies as well. Any minute now our rival gang could bust in kill us including Elena…" Rose hissed.
"Shut the fuck up, she'll hear us," he hissed as he rushed toward the door, checking if anyone was there.
"I can keep her safe…" he added.
"So what? You will keep on lying to her. You think she will never find out about this side of you?" Rose said, eyebrow raised.
"Yes. She won't. I will make sure she never finds out about us. I'll be careful. You don't understand, I love her, Rose. I can't live without her. I will probably end up killing myself if I lose her," He said, desperately.
"Damon, this is wrong." Rose replied biting her lip.
"Everything I ever wanted is right there in that room taking a shower right now. She is my one shot at happiness…I have never wanted something so bad in my life and I have never been afraid of losing someone so much. Rose. Just this one girl please," he almost begged.
Rose looked confused for a minute. Looking at his desperate expression she sighed in defeat. "Fine, I will help you out. God! Things I do for you, Damon," she said as rolled her eyes.
"You still aren't ready!" Elena voice startled them.
"Ugh! You two gossip like old ladies. Damon!shower...now," Elena said as she ran a hairbrush through her wet hair.
"As my lady wishes!" Damon said, a big grin on his face.
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"How come she gets sausages and I don't?" Damon almost growled as Elena served Rose.
"because she doesn't have high cholesterol problem and you do," Elena stated as she served him his fruit salad.
"Perks of having a doctor in house, I get a medical checkup three times a week," he said with a grin to Rose.
"That is due to the courtesy of having a patient of high blood pressure and high cholesterol in my house, I mean seriously with the food you eat I am surprised you're still alive," Elena retorted.
"She made me a balance diet chart and she makes sure I follow that!" Damon complained to Rose.
"Hey…I have to…I don't want him dying this early…I mean all he eats is junk food…" Elena replied.
"She banned dessert,"
"You have high cholesterol. I am trying to keep you alive and healthy…I mean do you even know how dangerous this is. This can lead to Atherosclerosis, kidney disease, heart failure and Brain Hemorrhage,"
"bla. Bla, I am seriously sick of her nagging," he said, smirking slightly.
"Well! Excuse me for taking care of you," Elena replied.
"Blonde did warn me about this-" he continued, letting out a cold sigh.
Rose laughed.
"You guys are like an old married couple," she commented. Damon snickered as he watched Elena blush at Rose's comment. "Oh. Damon! Can you please drop me off at my college today." she asked, sitting next to him.
"I thought you were done with that, I mean your exams just finished," he said, narrowing his eyes.
"Yes, I have to collect some stuff from my locker and I have to meet a Professor regarding my final project," she said as she took the fork and joined him, eating his fruit salad.
"Ugh…fine," he said rolling his eyes. His phone buzzed. He grabbed his phone from the pocket of his blazer. "Hey Miranda!(pause as someone on the other side speaks) yeah (pause)she probably forgot to charge her phone again (pause) yeah(nod)I will remind her. How is Gray? We will visit soon (pause)She is busy all the time with all her doctor stuff. Yeah, she is here," Damon said as he handed his phone to her.
"Your mother,"
"I know," she said as she took his phone.
"Hey mom, Sorry, yeah-," she rose up from her chair moving toward the balcony for privacy.
"What?" Damon said, looking at Rose who had been looking at him wide eyed. So now people knew that if Elena wasn't answering her phone, they can call Damon instead to reach her, wow. Nice. Couple goals. Rose thought.
"I just have never seen you so happy," she said, with a shrug.
He grinned. "I never had Elena in my life before," he said as he looked longingly at the brunette girl standing in the balcony.
"You're so whipped, Salvatore!" Rose said with a smirk.
"Shamelessly," he replied with a chuckle.
"My mum! She like calls me two times a day to check up on me ever since I moved out," Elena said as she sat back on her seat, handing Damon his phone back.
She rose up again, moving toward Rose, picking up her empty plate and her glass.
"Why are you doing all the work? Where is Tessie? Tessie?" he almost shouted.
"Damon. It's ok." Elena said.
"No, it's not. I don't pay them to sit around and make you do all the work…" he almost growled.
"I like doing work." Elena said, cupping his left cheek. He exhaled, relaxing at her touch.
"Besides she isn't feeling well today so I volunteered to help her out," Elena said.
"Damon is right. You really don't need to do this stuff. I will get Hannah on it," Rose said, calling another worker toward the dining table.
Elena sighed in defeat.
"You two are too dependent on help," she added.
"If you're ready I will get my jacket. I don't want to be late today," Elena said, once the table was cleared by Hannah.
"Yup, I'm ready," he said, taking out his phone, checking some texts.
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Sitting in his office, he was bored as he went through the cover mark sheets of their accounts. Hiding black money from police and income tax officers was no joke but over the time it became easier to hide all the scams. His family was still respectable despite all the activities his father, his uncle and he had been involved in. They were that good. They knew perfectly how to cover up their tracks.
"Sir, miss Sage is here to meet you," His assistant informed.
"Send her in,"
The red head woman entered his office like she owned the place. She was strong both physically and mentally. She stood by the seat, obediently. He gestured her to sit. She nodded and sat across him.
"If you're here, who is on duty?" he asked, without looking up from the balance sheets.
"I left Jake to watch over your girlfriend. He will be on guard duty tonight." She answered.
"What? The new guy?" he asked, looking up, glaring.
"I gave him clear instructions. He will keep his distance. She won't ever suspect someone is keeping eye on her," Sage answered.
"Anything I should know?" he added, brows raised.
"No. Just like you told us, college, hospital and then that college where she teaches. Sometimes she goes out with her friends but of course, we already inform you in that case. Other than that I haven't seen anyone from our rivals eyeing her or anything. She is perfectly safe." Sage informed.
"She doesn't suspect anything right? I told you to watch over her undetected." He said.
"I have been her guard for the past six months now. I keep considerable distance and so does Rin and Jake. She has no clue about us. Don't worry," Sage informed.
"Good Job. Here. This should be enough to keep you three satisfied," he said sliding an envelope to her over the table.
Sage smirked looking at envelope.
"You're very generous," she said, picking up the envelope and stuffing it in her purse.
"We are done here. You can leave." he said, mechanically getting back to reading mark sheets.
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"Our shipment got caught. Tyler Lockwood, the officer from the mayor's office had it caught by Sheriff Donavan, he's becoming a major problem." Rebekah announced to everyone on the conference table.
"Offer him a generous sum. He will be ours," Klaus replied, unaffected and clearly uninterested.
"We did. A million dollars. He refused," Rebekah replied. "He claims money can't win him over,"
"Did you say Tyler Lockwood?" Damon said looking up, a pencil twirling in his hand.
"Yes. Do you know him?"
"No," he said, not looking her in the eye. Tyler Lockwood, as in Caroline's boyfriend as in Elena's best friend's fiancé was getting involved. Ugh. Could things get any worse. It was like everything in his life was somehow getting linked to his identity being revealed to Elena.
"What does Zach suggests about him?" Klaus said, looking at Rebekah.
"You know the usual. Offer money if he refuses just kill him. Problem solved!" She said, eyeing Damon suspiciously.
"Then what are we waiting for. Get him here and kill him," Klaus said, again uninterested.
Damon tensed. "Umm. No. I think… we should give him time to rethink the offer. Double the sum we are offering if he refuses that then go for what Zach suggested," Damon said, not looking at both the Mikelson's.
"Aww! How sweet! Elena is turning him into a softie," Rebekah mocked.
Klaus snickered. The Damon Salvatore they knew wouldn't have even considered giving Tyler Lockwood a second chance. He wouldn't think twice about anyone else but him.
"Rebekah…" he warned, glaring at her.
"Zach won't be too happy to hear this. He doesn't appreciate softies," Rebekah said in her thick accent.
"Rebekah! Unlike you I am thinking far more than present benefits. This Lockwood guy works in the legal department of Mayor's office. Instead of killing him, having him on our side will help us a lot in future," Damon tried to reason.
"He is actually quite right. The more people we have the safer we are," Klaus interjected.
Rebekah looked confused but then she nodded.
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Back in his office, he ran his fingers through his hair. Damon didn't want to hurt Elena in anyway. Killing Tyler would hurt her. He wouldn't do that to her. She was his light, his salvation, his one shot at true happiness. Just thinking about her made him feel all giddy inside. She was his angel. She came out of nowhere and made his life full of love and happiness. She loves him. He smiled. She loves him. He could mentally repeat that a thousand times and still the idea seemed a surreal mix of fact and fantasy.
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Flashback
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"Damon, baby, wake up," he opened his eyes and saw her sitting on top of him trying to get him to open his eyes.
"Babe, are you okay?" Damon replied, instantly worried.
"Yeah, yeah, I am fine. You have to come with me," she said, getting off him.
"What? What's going on?" he said, rubbing his eyes.
"Hush!" she said, throwing his pants at him.
"Just follow me," she added as she held his hand and led him upstairs to the roof.
"Are you going to tell me what's going on?" he asked, narrowing eyes.
"Come after like ten seconds" she said as she went ahead.
He mentally groaned, irritated because he was half asleep but could he deny her anything? No. He counted under his breath.
He opened the door leading to the roof. Shimmering lights welcomed him. Elena was standing there next to table that a had a huge cake covered in thick white icing and decorated with tiny pink roses sat in the middle of the table.
The roof was decorated immensely. He could see the hard work she put in it. Lanterns and flower lights illuminating the roof. And fucking balloons. Lots and Lots of balloons. As if he was a four-year-old. Yet he grinned.
His roof was beyond recognition with a round table, covered in a gauzy soft looking table-cloth with a single short candle surrounded by deep red roses. It was in stark contrast to the white of the table dressing. There were lights strewn all around them like stars.
"Happy birthday to you…" she sang lightly with the brightest smile; he had ever seen on her face.
"You remembered?" he asked, walking toward where she was standing.
"Of course! I did. Happy 30th birthday day Old Guy," she said playfully as he came closer.
"Old guy? I fuck you like an 18-year-old," he made a lewd face. She rolled her eyes.
He looked around with a goofy smile on his face. "You did this?" he asked. She beamed at him and nodded. "With help from Care and Tyler!" she added.
"Do you like it?" she asked, unsure.
"I love it…" he said in awe as he looked around.
"Make a wish!" she cooed, gesturing toward the cake.
"I have everything I want right in front of me. No more wishes. God would be mad if I asked for more," he murmured to her, hugging her from her back. She giggled. "Too sappy," she said within giggles.
"Only for you! Baby," he murmured, nuzzling her neck.
"Let's cut the cake then. I must warn you I suck at baking but I tried my best," she said, picking up the knife.
"Ugh. Probably going to be constipated for the rest of the week. Things I do for love," he said with a mock tone.
"Hey," she said, playfully hitting him.
"Now! Blow the candles. Make a wish and cut the damn cake." She said squirming out of his arms, getting to a side.
He beamed like an overly excited five-year-old eyeing his cake. He took a deep breath before blowing the candles making Elena giggle at his childishness. "Really?" she said.
"Ugh. Finally! Some sugar," he said excitedly, Elena's ban on dessert was really annoying.
"It's your cheat night," she reasoned.
He cut the cake, Elena on his side murmuring wishes. "Here," he said, holding the piece of cake to her mouth and before she could eat it he stuffed it into his mouth with a grin.
She rolled her eyes before cutting another piece and smearing it on his face.
"What the hell? Elena," he said, fake annoyance.
She giggled uncontrollably as he tried to clean his face with Kleenex. "Was it worth it?" he said as he rubbed his face clean.
"Worth what?
"The spanking I am going to give you for it,"
"Wait. Wait," she said, her hands in front of him to stop him from reaching.
"What?"
She startled him by popping a balloon in his face. "Ugh, you better run now," And she did.
Twenty minutes later, they were wrapped in a blanket, under the open sky, snuggling as the cold breeze hit them. "and then this is the video when we were decorating this place," she said, showing him a video clip on her phone.
"Ugh! So many fucking balloons…" Tyler said.
"Hurry up with those. Tyler, you still have lights to set up. Elena, roses goes here. Ugh. Why do I have to do everything here?" He could see Caroline literally fuming as she helped his Elena arrange roses around the table. "Happy birthday dude!" Tyler said as he noticed the camera directed at him. "Jer! Stop making the damn video, and help us here BTW I hope you like all this, Damon, we have been working our asses off for weeks…" Caroline said, suddenly appearing on the screen, waving.
"Jeremy helped out too?" he asked.
"He is the one who came up with the idea of showing you the disastrous preparations" she said, laughing.
"Ugh! What the hell?" Caroline screamed in the background as she struggled with lights along Elena in the video clip.
The video ended. "Thank you. This is clearly the best birthday ever," he said, murmuring in her ear. She smiled back at him. "Well. We tried our best," she said, snuggling closer.
"It's too cold out here. Do you want to go inside?" she asked, seeing him shiver a bit.
"Actually. No. I want to stay here," he said, snuggling, his face in the crook of her neck.
She kissed his hair and he almost purred. His eyes shot up, staring at hers. They were filled with love and adoration for him. The kind of look he never witnessed before. For a second he felt immensely guilty for cheating her like that, for making her fall in love with him when he wasn't the person she thought he was. If she even knew for a second who he really was she would never look at him like that. She would probably be mortified and disgusted. He brushed those thoughts away. He deserved her didn't he?
Life had always denied him happiness and for once he was getting what he wanted. She was right here in his arms, looking at him as if he was the most precious thing to her. She loved him as much as he loved her well not as much because God knows he loved her more than life itself and no one could ever love her like he did. Elena was made for him. He was going to be selfish. He would keep her.
"What are you thinking about so hard?" she asked, pressing lips to his cheeks.
"You,"
"I love you," she murmured kissing his lips. It started as chaste and innocent. Within a second it turned out urgent. She brushed her lips against his. This is what he always wanted. He wanted to consume her He wanted her everything. He wanted to be her everything.
"Do you know what you mean to me?" she whispered, hiding her face in the crook of his neck.
"Umm." he said, stroking her hair.
"I feel like everything in my life has led me to you. My pain, my heartbreaks, everything I have been through and trust me I have been through a lot but somehow it all seem to be worth it. I was this girl broken inside because of all the people I lost."
He felt her tears on his skin. "Hey," he said, trying to cup her face, but she laced her fingers through his firmly, placing them against her chest and her face hiding in his neck. "You don't know a lot of stuff about me," she said.
"Like what?" he asked, intrigued.
"Miranda and Gray aren't my real parents. They are actually my uncle and aunt. Jer is my cousin. I was adopted when I was 14. My mum died giving us birth, us as in me and my twin sister Kat and then when I was two, my dad died in a car accident." She finished.
He inhaled, of course, he already knew that. But she didn't know he knew so he had to act surprise.
"My sister died in an accident half a year after we were adopted…in a house fire. It was terrible." She let out a sob.
"I am so sorry," he murmured trying to comfort her.
"I know it's a lot to take in but I don't want any secret between us," she said, brushing her tears away.
"Hey…" he said, helping her wiping her tears.
"It got me thinking once. Maybe I was the problem you know bad luck. People around me ended up dying. I tried to commit suicide. I didn't want to live anymore. I felt like if I stay alive I will keep killing people cut of my bad luck," she said, her head lowered so he couldn't see her tears.
"No. Elena. No." he said, wiping her tears.
"Miranda told me it didn't have anything to do with me. She loves me more than she loves her own son. My family is everything to me. Mum, Dad, Jer, Care and now you. You can't imagine how much I love you," she whispered.
"I don't ever want to lose you,"
"You won't ever," he promised.
"I love you too-too much Elena. You're mine now. I will kill myself before I have to let you go." he said, bringing her closer possessively.
"I will make sure you never cry ever again." he promised kissing her hair.
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He snapped back to reality hitting his leg with the corner of table. "Ouch." he grunted. It was 4 now just 7 more hours before he would have her back in his arms. The mere thought of her made him smile. He picked his phone up calling Elena.
"When am I picking you up?" he asked.
"You aren't picking me up. I will just take a cab," she said.
"No you're not. I am picking you up. So what time?" he asked.
"Ugh…so much for independence. Okay. Pick me up at 11. I have like almost ten reports to study today" she muttered.
"Did you get your lunch?" he added.
"Yes. Butch dropped it off a few minutes ago. You were right you do cook better than that chef at Tuscany Courtyard." she complemented.
"Told you so," he said, grinning.
"Ugh, I miss you so much." she said with a groan.
"I miss you too,"
"How about a long drive after work?" she asked.
"Sure," he said. As if he could deny anything she wanted from him.
"and how about a dinner at Deli's?" she asked excitedly.
"Sure," he agreed and she giggled.
"You're so perfect," she said.
Damon smiled. He did want to be perfect for her.
"My friends are so jealous of me when I tell them how much you spoil me!" she chippers cheerfully.
"and I will continue to spoil you forever," he said, taking a deep breath.
"I love you," she said.
He took a deep breath again letting her words sink in. She must have said that hundred times by now but it still stirred something inside him. It always managed to get his heartbeat racing.
"I love you too, Sunshine," he replied smiling.
The darkness of his world disappearing by her mere voice.
"Ugh. I got to go. I have to go meet our Batch Adviser. Take care. I love you so much," she said.
"Ok. See you soon. Love you more," he replied.
As soon as she hung up. The darkness of his world reappeared. How he hated everything now. But his hands were tied. He couldn't do anything. With heavy heart, he left his cabin.
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"Matt!" Elena asked, unsure.
"Elena!" he said, coming towards her with a bright smile on his face.
"Hey," she said, hugging him.
He hugged her back for a second before pulling away.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I came here to meet you. I need to talk to you about something. Can you give me thirty minutes?" he almost pleaded.
"Sure, Matt. Let's take this to cafe. I have like an hour before I have to report for duty," she said, looking at her phone.
"Thank you so much," Matt said, as Elena led him.
Sitting across him, five minutes later. "Coffee or Juice?" she asked. " I know how much you hate coffee so obviously I won't risk it. Apple juice for me," he said with a sweet smile.
Elena nodded with a smile, leaving. She came back after two minutes. Two glasses in her hand. She handed him a glass. He sipped from his glass looking at her.
"So. How is life with Mr. Richie Rich!" Matt asked, a hint of jealousy in his tone.
"Amazing. He is just amazing. He is sweet and really caring. He is the one," Elena said, wide grin on her face. They had been over for what? Six years. They were friends now. They have both moved on. Why hide how happy she was then.
"Mmm. So do you know everything about him?" he asked.
"Excuse me."
"Like, I from an experience know how easy it is too fool you. You have been living with that guy for six months, you know the real him?" he asked bluntly, hurting her in process. Somehow seeing her happy with someone else bothered him.
"Excuse me!" Elena hissed.
"Elena…I searched his history up he is trouble with a capital T," Matt explained.
"What the hell? Matt," Elena almost growled.
"Elena. Salvatore's are very shady. Have Damon Salvatore told you he had been in jail for a year, back when he was 21. Did he tell you about the drug racket he had been caught in and that he admitted that he was guilty. But his uncle got him out after a year even though he was sentenced 15 years. And funny enough, there are no detailed records about that. I actually have to use all my sources so I have proof enough that he was once arrested there are no details though. Not even the fact that he was caught in a drug racket. Absolutely no record. I had to force it out of officers on duty that time." Matt rambled showing her a file.
"According to my sources their company is just a cover up for all the illegal deals they do. They are on our radar but they are very connected. Our higher officials won't let us set up an inquiry. Every time I bring it Officer Ralston shuts us up." Matt trailed off looking at Elena's bloodshot eyes.
She was fuming. "How dare you?" she shouted.
"Elena,"
"No. How fucking dare you? Who gives you the right to interfere in my life? How fucking dare, you accuse, my boyfriend, like that?" she shouted.
"Elena, please don't create a scene," Matt said, embarrassed.
"You just can't see me happy," she shouted.
"I thought you were my friend but I was wrong," she completed.
"Elena, I know you're in shock," Matt said, holding her hand.
"Don't touch me," she shouted.
"Elena, sweetheart, I know you're mad at me. I am not lying he is a criminal" Matt said, rushing to her when he saw her getting up from her chair.
"Don't sweetheart me," she hissed.
"Damon isn't a criminal. He is respectable citizen of this city. He was framed years ago by their rival company to demean his father's reputation and he was cleared of charges. You couldn't find details about his criminal history because he never committed the said crime," she shouted.
She did know something but she didn't necessarily have to tell Matt that. Besides it was almost 9 years ago. Damon assured her he was innocent. Those days were long behind them. He was a changed person. He promised her that.
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Flashback
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Sitting under the star filled sky in one blanket. He was explaining his troubled early twenties to her.
"So then because of the feud between our companies, they framed me of a crime I never did. They made it look like I was involved with international drug dealers. I got arrested. They got what they wanted, my father, our company's reputation was ruined. All mud. My uncle used all his sources to get me out of there within next week. He sent me abroad for a year to keep me out of trouble. Everyone thought I was rotting in jail while I was on working in London with Mikelsons."
"How?"
"Money does wonders and we had lots of it,"
"but you didn't do anything wrong right?"
"I promise, I didn't" he said, looking directly in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry for what you have been through." Elena said, almost crying.
"Heyyy. I am okay now besides I have you now, that was the past. I just thought you should know this, no secrets you know" he said, not looking in her eyes anymore.
"and now?" she asked.
"now what?"
"I heard stuff about you like rumors are that the Salvatores are actually some kind of mob. I know it sounds crazy," she laughed a bit in the end. His jaw clenched.
"and do you believe that?"
"Of course I don't. That's ridiculous,"
"You aren't a bad person, I can trust you, Right?" she asked so innocently he thought his heart would break.
He was a bad person but not for her.
He nodded.
"That's all I needed to hear," she said.
"I trust you," she added. She noticed him tense a little.
He smiled at her and nodded.
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"That's bull crap," Matt shouted.
The next thing he felt was Elena's sharp slap.
"Matt. I don't want anything to do with you. I never want to see your face again. I can't stand the sight of you. I considered you my friend but you're still the jerk who used me. I hated you then and I hate you even more now after you called MY boyfriend a criminal. It would be much better to focus on your own sorry life rather than mine."
"You will regret this. He isn't who you think he is," Matt said.
She didn't look back even once.
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It was late now. He parked outside the hospital where his girlfriend worked. He fell in love with person who was the exact polar opposite of him. He was a bad person but it didn't mean that he didn't have conscience. Sometimes he felt like killing himself for all the bad things he ever did. The guilt killed him. But then there was Elena, who thought he was perfect. She saw the good in him.
She was all good herself and he loved that about her. Her kindness, her love and her tender smiles that managed to heal his broken self. No one had ever made him feel that much loved.
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"I made your favorite dish!" she announced, hooking her arms behind his neck sitting on his lap.
He noticed from the corner of his eye, Elijah smile seeing her. He huffed. Could that guy stop be ogling his girlfriend like a love struck fool?
"I will be with you in a while. I am almost done," he said, gesturing at the files in front of him on his home office's desk.
"No. You can do your work later," she said, shaking her head.
"Please just give me five minutes, Kitten," he said, making a face.
"Gosh, I am trying to woo the guy here by cooking him special meals. I have been slaving all day on and he can't even spare me thirty minutes," she said, making a pout.
"Woo the guy?" he asked, one brow raised, amused.
"Don't you watch romantic comedies. It's the guy who always does cute stuff for the girl to make the girl feel special but here I am, doing all sort of stuff to make you feel super special but you can't even spare half hour," she said, sighing dramatically.
He laughed a bit at her fake annoyance and her adorable explanation. "You need to stop spending so much time with Caroline. I swear, you talk so much you even put her to shame," he said, fake annoyance.
"I can't help it. I tend to ramble a lot when I get butterflies in my stomach that is every time I see you," she whispered in his ear.
"Plate for one more?" Elijah asked.
She looked back to him and then nodded.
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"Can I help you?" the woman on the reception asked, smiling at him.
"My name is Damon Salvatore. I am here to meet Elena Gilbert, junior Surgeon, Neurology Department." he provided her details.
"Oh, the boyfriend, I have heard about you. Let me see if she is free," the woman said picking up phone, dialing a number.
"Dr. Gilbert. Mr. Salvatore is here to see you. Should I send him up?(pause) okay,"
"Sir. She is busy with a patient. Post-surgery checkup. You have to wait awhile," she said, sweetly.
"I'll wait then," he said, moving toward the hallway. Taking a left, He was right outside her room.
"The usual dozes, Dr. Hampton says you're making excellent progress. It's your will power that's actually helping you. You have to stay strong." He could hear her voice coming from inside.
He smiled, his girlfriend was a ray of hope for everyone. She motivated people to live. She saved lives.
She was an angel.
He took lives.
He was a monster.
But he was in love with her.
The knob turned and the door opened.
The person in front of him knock the breath right out of his lungs. Kol Mikelson and Klaus Mikelson. Elena standing behind them, beaming as she saw him.
"Damon," Klaus said, brow raised.
"Klaus,"
"What are you doing here?" Damon growled. Klaus and Kol were one of the most dangerous people he personally knew. Klaus was after all his "business partner" and Kol and Damon had a terrible feud. They were the last people he would want Elena to be associated with.
"Mr. Kol Mikelson is my patient," Elena said, coming toward him.
"and what are you doing here, Damon?" Kol growled.
"I can see you guys know each other. Kol, Damon is my boyfriend," Elena said, clearly uncomfortable.
Kol took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring, his eyes flashing and closing into slits. "Oh we know each other. We go way back," Kol spat.
Klaus eyes widened. So this was the girl, Rebekah had been blabbering about. His brother's doctor.
Damon was in a relationship with a girl who actually had a brain for once. He had known Elena Gilbert since his brother's surgery. She was extremely loving and kind. He could see why a man like Damon Salvatore was so infatuated with her. Their world were filled with darkness. To have someone with that much light in them who kept finding good in you and eased the guilt for just a moment must be a great feeling.
"Kol…" Klaus warned.
"We should leave," he added. Kol's eye shot up at his brother before he nodded and left.
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"What was that about?" Elena asked, once inside the car.
"You didn't tell me Kol was your patient," he hissed.
Elena winced at his tone. Damon bit his lip. He should probably compose himself. To Elena he wasn't the mob boss, he was just Damon. Sweet love struck Damon.
"I have a lot of patients. I am not going to tell you about each and every one of them,"
"I am sorry I didn't mean to sound harsh,"
She didn't reply looking out of the window as he raced toward his-no-their house.
"Klaus is my business partner. Kol and I have bad history," he explained.
"You should probably recommend him to another doctor. He isn't mentally stable. I don't want you to be involved with that type of crowd," he said in a strong tone.
"Excuse me," Elena said looking at him.
"He is MY patient. He just needs help. I know how to handle him." She said looking at him.
"Elena. Must you argue with me on everything? I don't want you to be even in the same room as Mikelson's." he said, gripping the steering wheel tighter.
"It's my life. I have handled everything before I can handle everything now. You can't control me. Why are you even mad at me?" she hissed.
"I am looking out for you. I want to keep you safe. I am mad at you because I love you"
"Well, maybe that's the problem," she hissed back and regretted it the second she saw the tortured look on his face.
"I don't mean anything to you, Do I?" he said.
"When did I say that?"
"You didn't say that but you mean it. You just told me that you don't need my help in your life. You're always so desperate to escape my clutches and clearly My love, my feelings for you are a problem!" he hissed, speeding his car.
"Do whatever you want. It's YOUR life." he added.
"Come on. Damon. I didn't mean it like that," she said touching his arm. He stopped the car in front of his house, honking. The guards opened the huge door. He halted the car in its specific parking spot and jumped out of it, leaving Elena behind.
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"Damon. I didn't mean it like that. Of course, you're important." She said standing in front of him, once he freshened up.
"Yup, but not important enough to take your decisions for you," he said, moving toward his bed.
"Of course! You can," she said turning around.
"No. I can't. It's your life. You can do whatever you want," he said, laying down on his bed.
"I made dinner. I know that you haven't eaten yet," she cooed, jumping on his bed.
"I am not hungry,"
"You're mad at me. You shouldn't starve yourself." Elena reasoned.
"Like you care," he hissed, hiding his face in the pillow.
He heard Elena sigh in defeat.
"I am sorry," she whispered.
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Coming back from "work", he looked down his shirt, checking for blood, he had killed Mexican rivals today and explaining blood drops to Elena wasn't what he looked forward to, he made his way toward his room.
He could hear her sobs. Come to think of it. Why was it so dark in his house? As much as he knew Elena loved lights. The first thing she did after shifting to his house was change all the power consuming lights to energy savers so she could keep them on all the time.
"Please. Let me go. Please," he could hear her beg.
Damon stiffened. He could feel the sensation of his heart palpitating, forcing ripples of its throbbing blood directly to his temples. Sweat poured down his body as he quickly paced toward his room.
The door of his huge bedroom was wide open. His eyes frantically scanned for her. Elena was on the floor, badly injured. She was covered with scratches. Blood was dripping from her jaw. Kol's hand hit her again as she whimpered.
"Get away from her," Damon growled. "How the fuck did you get in here?" he added as he sprinted toward her. He had never felt so much angry, all he could see was red but then he stopped as soon as Kol pointed his gun to Elena's temple.
"Stay where you are or she dies!" Kol said harshly.
He stopped immediately, eyes widening. His breath pace quickened. Elena's sobs grew louder. "Please. Please! Don't hurt me!" she begged.
Kol laughed sardonically as he kicked her with full force. "Don't!" Damon shouted. Elena's head hit hard with the dresser behind her.
"I swear to God. If you don't let her go now. I'll beat you to pulp and make sure you die the most painful death this world would ever witness!" Damon threatened.
As soon as he heard Damon's threat, something in Kol snapped. He attacked Elena with kicks as he knew this was the only thing that would hurt Damon Salvatore. He had gathered enough information by now and he knew Elena Gilbert was Damon's Salvatore's weakness.
"Kol. Stop it! Let her go! You fucking asshole you'll kill her," Damon almost pleaded.
Kol stopped, looking at the fragile girl sobbing loudly, her hands in front of her to defend herself. "That's exactly what I am here for. I am here to kill your precious girlfriend." Kol spat.
"No. Please. I'll do anything," Damon pleaded, coming nearer.
"Stay back or I'll shoot her," Kol warned, pulling Elena's hair and pointing the gun at her.
"Why are you doing this?" Elena said between sobs.
"Revenge honey." Kol said pulling her hair, making her scream. "He made me kill my girl, I will kill his girl right before his eyes."
"Kol. Please leave her …Take everything from me just don't hurt her. She doesn't have anything to do with that. Kill me instead. " he said, pleading.
"Reminds me of a night two years back, I begged you just like that. I begged Klaus. I begged you to leave her alone, but you made me murder the woman I loved," Kol said, anger evident in his tone.
"I… It was Zach's order. I couldn't do anything." Damon reminded him.
"Lair. You told Zach about us. You told Zach about Davina. You are as much of a part of killing my girlfriend as my brothers are. I will destroy them as well but I am not going to let go of this chance. I literally have your life in my feet right now." Kol said, gesturing at Elena who was snuggled up in ball like an injured kitten near his feet.
"Please Kol. I am ready to give up everything, Please. Don't hurt Elena," he begged, almost on a verge of tears, but he held them back.
"Beg!" he ordered with a sardonic look.
"Please. Kol. Please. Elena is innocent. She has nothing to do with what happened two years ago. Please don't hurt. Please," Damon just uttered whatever came into his mind. His eyes focused on the girl who was badly injured. It was his worst nightmare. He thought he could keep her safe but boy he was wrong.
"Not good enough. Kneel." Kol said, as he yanked Elena by her hair. Elena cried. Damon immediately dropped on his knees, obeying. "Kol. Please."
"Say Goodbye to Elena, Damon, I want you to live rest of your life knowing that you were the reason for the death of the said love of your life," Kol said his gun pointed toward the back of Elena's head.
"Kol. No. Please. I will do anything."
"Bye Elena." Kol cooed.
Bam.
The lights in Elena's doe eyes dimmed slowly and he knew she was dead the moment they disappeared. Damon felt his limbs numb. Everything hurts now. Every damn thing.
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"Damon. Baby, I'm right here," Elena tried to wake him up. He had been whimpering. Saying things that didn't made sense. Then suddenly he started thrashing around muttering her name. She shook him. There was an agonized look on his face as if he was being tortured.
"Damon!" she shook him.
His eyes shot up. He was panting. "Are you okay?" Elena asked, very concerned.
"You're okay? You're okay!" he whispered as his eyes frantically looked at her as if she would disappear any moment. Next thing she knew, she found herself in a bear hug. She almost yelped.
"Oh Thank god." he said, shivering.
"You're okay." he said relieved.
"Yes. I am okay but you clearly aren't," she said, trying to pull away but he held her close.
"Are you crying?" she asked, surprised. when she felt wetness against her neck.
"No," he replied his face dipped in her neck.
"Hey, I am ok" she said pulling away, cupping his face.
He nodded. She captured his lips in a soft innocent kiss. "I didn't know our fight will affect you so much," she giggled pulling away.
He was still in after shock. His nightmare felt too real. "Was it that bad?" she asked, a bit concerned.
"I thought I lost you…" he whispered.
She dropped her forehead on his. "I am not ever going to leave you. You're stuck with me forever" she said with a smile as she pecked him again.
"and I am sorry for what I said before. Your love for me was never a problem. I will do what you told me to. I will suggest him to my colleague If you're uncomfortable with Kol being my patient," she said kissing him again.
His breath fastened at the mention of Kol. Something told him that wasn't going to be enough. He had to think quick. He had to get Elena out of the country. Somewhere far far away.
A plan formed in his mind. He would go to any length to keep her safe.
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