Chapter 14: 'Mine forever'
"I know that you have been through so much so far and you're uncertain about a lot of things but Lena! Trust me with this I love you and I am so happy right now! You can't even imagine how I felt when Meredith told me that you're pregnant and you're going to have my baby and I felt like…"
"Excuse me? Your baby?" she spat.
"I know it's a shocker because we had been so careful,"
"It's not your baby." she spat in a venom filled tone.
What was she saying? And it finally hit him. His heart sank. Then came the anger when her words sink in. He felt angry, terribly angry. What did she mean by that? Was she- was she pregnant with someone else's child. No. NO. NO. He would kill anyone who ever tried to snatch her from him. She could never cheat him.
He kept so much pain buried inside, so much loneliness, so much anger and so much rejection. His baby was the one thing that even surpassed the happiness he felt when he married Elena. All he could see was red. He felt his blood boil. His fist clenched. He would kill himself and her if what he was thinking was true.
"What?" he spat. "Then whose is it?"
"This is my child. This is my baby. You don't have anything to do with it. I won't ever let you see it. My child isn't related to a monster like you." she growled wrapping her arms around her waist.
Relief washed over him. She didn't cheat him. But then his mind registered her words. His heart started aching and with every beat it hurt even more. Her eyes that used to be filled with love, adoration and devotion were now stone cold filled with hatred and disgust.
"No Elena, this is our baby. My baby. You're pregnant with my child. I have as much as right on him or her as you have. I love you a lot but I won't let you do that."
"You are mine and this baby is mine," he said taking a step closer toward her. She took a step back.
"Don't you have any self-respect Damon? I have been pushing you away and telling you I hate you for the last three days and it doesn't affect you at all. You still want me here. You know what? You're pathetic." she said harshly.
"Rip my heart out in half. Shred into pieces for all I care. Stomp on it as much as you want but I am not letting you go. You're mine." he whispered to her. His desire for her was burning him from inside. His love for her, his desire for her, his need for her were beyond any rational or logical explanation. He wanted to mark her from inside out so that she will never belong to any other man ever.
Not that anyone could ever dare. He will rip anyone apart if anyone ever tries to touch her.
"I know that I should be ashamed. Feeling any sort of indignity. I mean for fuck sake you have been crushing me with those eyes filled with nothing but hatred for me but it doesn't change anything. You think I'll let you go. You will leave me and ride off toward sunset with any other guy. You think you will love someone else and I will let him live? Because I am selfish like that Elena." He said in a dangerous tone taking a step closer toward her.
She took a step back. Afraid. Scared.
"That's right baby. Every sweet fucking part of you belongs to me. Get it through this pretty head of yours baby. There is no way out." His nose now touching hers. The stark possessiveness in his voice scared her shitless.
The sadistic smile spread across his face sent a shiver down her spine.
"You have lost it. You have gone mad." she spat.
His fingers curve around her neck pulling her mouth closer to his but never touching hers. "You have no idea how crazy I can be." he whispered smirking.
She waited for his lips to crash on hers but all she felt was his warm breath as he stared at her face intently. "You're so beautiful. So god damn perfect," he murmured.
His fingers slowly stroked her long hair that had been styled into curls. His touch was sending tingles across her body. No matter how much she hated him her body still wanted him. She hissed, repulsed by herself. She saw his tough resolve break. He probably thought that reaction was because of his touch. Of course, he was hurt.
"Baby," his soft voice pulls her eyes to him.
"I am possessive, over protective, irrational and control freak but I am still me. I love you so fucking much. That didn't change," he said. He reminded her of a hurt abandoned kitten that moment. Scared. Hurt. Vulnerable.
A sign of weakness. That's what she needed. She mustered up all her courage and pushed him off her.
"I am only staying here because of Jeremy. If I had my way, I would be long gone by now,"
"That's not possible." he said smirking.
"I know; I am staying here but let me make it perfectly clear for you. I DON'T LOVE YOU. I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU in fact I HATE YOU oh so much! So do me a favor and stay the fuck away from me." she growled.
"You didn't even ask me once why I turned to this,"
"I don't care."
"Too high on your morality huh"
"Yes. There is no excuse in the world for what you do Damon. You're a monster because you like being a monster." she growled.
He shook his head chuckling.
She saw him break in front of her. She knew she was crushing him but she didn't care.
For a second she thought she saw his eyes glitter but before she could confirm her suspicions he turned around and left the room.
She jumped on their bed. She tried to remain calm but she couldn't. Somehow hurting him was hurting her. But he didn't deserve her sympathy. She would hate him. She will make his life as miserable as possible.
This should have been a happy moment that they shared, why couldn't he be the man he pretended to be. Why was he a monster? She wept and wept until she fell asleep.
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It was way after midnight when he came back to his bedroom. He knew she would sleep by now. And he was right. She was deep in a slumber. He walked toward her, taking his shirt off. Throwing his jeans off, he slipped inside covers with her. She shifted a bit. He stilled. When he was sure she wouldn't wake up he relaxed.
She was mad at him, he knew that, but that won't stop him from coming close to her when she couldn't push him away.
He nearly ran when she whimpered. Then he realized she was asleep. She continued whimpering. She was probably having a nightmare. His hand unconsciously went to stroke her cheek and she instantly relaxed. The crease on her forehead disappeared. He smiled slightly, she could say she hated him all she wants but her body was betraying her.
His fingers lingered toward her plump lips. It's been awhile he last kissed her. He wanted to kiss her so bad but that would probably wake her up and she will probably kick him out of their room. So he decided against it.
She shifted again. She seemed restless and he knew why? She was use to sleeping in his arms. No matter how much she hated him, subconsciously, she still wanted and loved him. At least, that's what he told himself. When she shifted again, groaning. He smirked, scooting closer to her. Like a moth to fire, she rolled around and settled in his arms. It wasn't a surprise to him. Their bodies were too familiar with each other. He encircled his arms around her and dipped his head in her hair. Her hair smelled like a combination of grapefruit, gardenia, amber and vanilla.
It was torture to have her so close yet so far from him. A month ago, everything was so different. He had it all. A great life. A wife who loved him like no one had ever loved anyone. They were planning a family. How did everything change so fast?
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Flashback
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"You're mad at me because I skipped your favorite song on our drive back?" Elena heard Damon when she bust in her room, throwing her purse on her bed.
She didn't reply.
"You're mad at me because I ate the dark chocolate fudge cake even after you gave me the stink eye and kicked me under the table because according to you that's bad for my health?" He said coming behind her.
She didn't reply.
She huffed in frustration and took out her ear rings placing them harshly on the dresser.
"You're mad at me because I told Jess that you fart really loud and unlady like?" he guessed again.
She glared at him but brushed past him toward her closet.
"You're mad at me because I flirted with the waitress?" he said, smirking. That did the trick.
"You flirted with the waitress?" she said, seething.
"No I didn't." he replied, taking a step back.
"I don't know why I even married you." she replied moving toward the dresser again. He followed her like a lost puppy, hot on her heels. She grabbed a tube of makeup removing cleanser. She rubbed it on her face slowly.
"God! She is so beautiful" he thought to himself. He loved her so much. The way she touched her face removing makeup. The way she tucked her hair behind her ear. He loved her innocent doe eyes.
She smirked when she saw him lost in a daze. This wasn't the first time though. She had caught him staring at her like she was the most precious thing in the world to him, many, many times. She loved the affect she had on him. Their eyes met in the mirror. Her smirk turned into a smile that soon turned into a frown.
"Quit looking at me like that," Elena said as she proudly removed the last stench of the makeup. She walked past him proudly. He held her wrist spinning her around crashing her back against his chest. He encircled his arms tightly around her, caging her. "Why are you mad at me?" he whispered, pouting.
A smile crept on her face but she pressed her lips, hiding it.
"Why do you even care?"
"Please tell me, woman. What did I do to make my wife so mad at me?" he said, playing along.
"You're probably going to think it's stupid," she murmured.
"Please…Please…Please…Tell me…" he said, pouting.
"Well…I…I bought this dress specially for this dinner with your colleagues and it took me all day to get ready and you didn't even notice. You just came, changed into your tux, asked me if I am ready and dragged me to the car. You didn't even so much look at me let alone complement." She said, pouting.
"Really? REALLY? That's why you gave me silent treatment throughout the dinner. Baby you and I both know that in a room full of people I am only looking at you," he said, clearly annoyed.
"I knew you would think it's stupid," she said as she tried to get out of his arms. He held her more tightly, taking a deep breath. Man, he spoiled her too much.
"Clearly, I am not attractive to you anymore. I knew I put on some weight after the wedding," she mumbled as she tried to squirm out.
"Let me go!" she said, struggling. "Nope,"
"Why don't you go back to that hotel and check if that waitress is still there? I bet she will love to see you back. That's what you wanted all along right? Why are you even bothering with me when there are Italian chicks swarming around you?" she said as she struggled to get free.
And that was it. A roar of laughter escaped his mouth. She finally breaks free and turn around, seething.
If looks could kill, he would probably be dead by now. He put a hand on his mouth to suppress his laughter but seeing her so jealous he started laughing again, hysterically.
"You're laughing at me," Elena asked eyes almost tear brimmed.
"No. No. I am sorry. It's just you're too adorable when you're jealous."
"Save it." she said as she glared at him and turned around.
"Oh come on! Baby! You and I both know what affect you have on me. You and I both know that you rule me." He said as he trapped her again in his arms that were tied behind her waist.
"No! I don't and I don't care either." she said as she looked away.
"You look like an angel in this dress." he complemented.
"Nope I don't." she replied.
"Come on! Lena! You and I both know that you are the most beautiful girl in the world,"
"Not working,"
"I didn't complement you because it's obvious you looked stunning." he tried again but he meant it.
"It's not going to work," she replied sighing.
"You make every other girl pale in comparison…"
"I know…" she replied airily, waving him off as she tried to unhook his arms.
"that's exactly what your friend Kai said," she added.
He stiffened. He never noticed Kai converse with Elena alone. Kai was considered a lunatic in their world. She wasn't supposed to talk to him. Not even for a second.
"Oh! He did." he replied, smiling but gritting his teeth.
Kai was also famous for his reputation with women. Damon didn't approve of Kai.
"He also said something like sei più bella di luna calante...What does that mean?" His eyes narrowed. That fucking son of a bitch was flirting with his wife.
"You're more beautiful than the waning moon," he translated gritting his teeth.
"Oh! How poetic!" Elena said blushing, fueling his anger.
She wasn't supposed to blush at this. She was supposed to feel repulsed. His fists clenched. "You will never talk to him ever again," he said, authority in his voice.
"Say what?"
"I mean it Elena. Never ever talk to him,"
"Stop being such a control freak. I'll talk to whoever I want," she replied as she pushed him slightly off her. She moved toward the closet, taking out a sweat shirt. She felt a pair of arms encircling around her waist.
"I don't like it when anyone else look at you. You're only mine to look at, to complement to and only mine to love," he said, pouting.
She turned around, facing him. "Possessive much?" she said, raising her eyebrow.
"Very much. I waited my entire life to find you and now that you're here I don't plan to share," he replied stepping closer.
"You also didn't dance with me today. You were too busy with your boring clients?" she said annoyed changing the topic.
He offered her his hand. She rolled her eyes but smiled placing her delicate hand in his. She moves closer to him. Her one hand on his shoulder. She presses her forehead slightly against his cheek and sighs in content. "but there is no music," she murmured.
"Don't laugh okay"
"Why?" she asks raising her eyebrows.
"Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back?" he murmured the lyrics softly in her ear slightly blushing.
"Oh my god! You are so cute" she said giggling." But you suck at singing"
"Like you can do any better,"
"and I am anything but cute" he almost growls, embarrassed. Oh what would his gang think if they saw their badass boss right in this moment.
"Would you cry if you saw me crying?
Would you save my soul tonight?" she murmured the lyrics more confidently in tune.
He smiled. Giving her a spin. He lovingly twirls her as she giggled.
As he spins her out and guide her back to his arms she puts her hand on the side of his cheek and crash her lips on his. She felt him step her back toward their bed. She felt him unzip her dress. She fell on bed with him crawling on top of her. A wild predator like expression on his face. He grasped both of her hands and pinned them above her head.
She let out cat like noise. He attaches his lips on hers again. Her tongue darts out tracing his bottom lip. He opens his mouth for her, his tongue diving deep in her mouth and just like that tender turned into wildness.
The part for a second panting, out of breath. His lips traced cheek to the soft spot behind her ear and then trailed down to her neck. She started writhing beneath him playfully trying to get herself free.
Her smile was breathtaking, her eyes intoxicated him. He pulled away for a second. Removing his shirt. She smiled at him wickedly. "Evil Minx," he whispered.
She sat on her knees kissing him as her hands worked on his pants. He removed them as well after a lot of struggling.
The room filled with steam. A lacy bra separated his mouth from her full breasts. As he undid the clasp, his mouth left Elena's and skimmed down her neck.
He lifted back up, nibbling on her ear, then continued down.
Her bra fell and he grabbed her nipples, massaging them as his mouth trailed down to her bare breasts. He kissed the way down, and tenderly suckled on her breasts. She moaned.
She pushed him onto the bed again.
Straddling him, she kissed his lips. Her lips trailed down his neck onto his chest, eyes never leaving his face. He writhed in pleasure. She smiled. Her lips trailed down to his torso.
She loved it. Giving him pleasure with her touch made her feel like a goddess.
Damon felt like boiling inside as she kissed her way from his lips to his torso. He needed relief. They had done this over and over again for the past year, yet every time she managed to make him feel so weak.
He needed to be in authority back. He wasn't use to be powerless. His thoughts got interrupted by her mouth on his shaft. She was heaven. Pure heaven. "Oh baby! Oh! I love you so much! I could do this forever" he said in between panting.
Enough! He grasped her by her hair lightly and rose her up. Next thing she knew she was pinned against the bed again.
He traced his manhood along her entrance, teasing her, then suddenly, pushed in. "Oh baby! Please," she moaned. She needed some fraction. She need relief soon.
He took a deep breath as the need for her that was killing him a second ago stilled for a bit before he started moving in a very slow torturous speed.
"Baby please." she begged.
His lips brushed over hers gently as he sped up. He kissed her as he fed her inch after glorious inch of his cock.
He had women before. Lots of women before but with Elena it was always different. She somehow made him feel like he was in heaven.
"I love you so much," she moaned as he drove in and out.
Their lips met again.
"I love you too baby. I can't even imagine my life without you," he replied, not missing a single beat.
Her lips found his again. He rammed into her over and over again. And then it was over with him laying on top of her.
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He snaps back to harsh reality. It was still cold. She was still in his arms but a lot changed. She didn't love him anymore.
He wanted all that again. Everything he lost two weeks ago. He wanted to make her laugh again. He wanted to sit there and listen to her talk about every makeup product, every dress designer, her best friend's problem, stories about children from her shelter or the book she recently read until his ears fall off.
He wanted to gaze at her while she is getting ready. He wanted to be bored off his mind while she dragged him shop after shop during her weekly shopping time.
He wanted to help her cook. He wanted to talk to her about their future.
His hand involuntarily went down to her flat stomach.
"My baby," he whispered.
He never thought about having children until his first date with Elena. Now he wanted nothing more than that.
"Your mum is mad at me," He whispered lightly, looking at her bare stomach.
"That's what you're going to call her right. Mum." he added chuckling. Something about that made him giddy.
His child was going to call her that. "Wow!" he added.
When Elena shifted again. He remained still. So he wouldn't disturb her.
"I promise you I will give you everything no one ever gave me. You're going to have the best childhood. You're going to be the most loved kid ever. Even if that means I have to stay in my dark world." He thought.
He promised himself he would never let anyone hurt his family. He would never let anyone harm a single hair on his child and his wife's head.
He would put his life on line to make them happy. Elena needed time to adjust with his reality. He will give her time. She was after all his wife and the soon to be mother of his child.
With hope that tomorrow will be better he closed his eyes again and drifted to sleep.
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Elena would be difficult, he knew that. But she would be this stubborn Damon never imagined. Meredith and her staff examined her the next day. They prescribed her to which she didn't argue much. Hearing their child's heartbeat would a magical moment he had heard but Elena refused to share that moment with Damon.
She asked him to leave the room.
"I am not going through any type of procedure if he is here." she said in a low tone.
"I am not going anywhere." Damon replied. "Don't create a scene Elena."
"Get out." she said in a venom filled tone.
"Are you kidding me?" he replied, looking at her.
"Excuse me for not wanting a killer near my unborn child."
He didn't say much.
"Elena! He is the father of child. He deserves to share this moment with you. Sending him out isn't right," Meredith said softly.
"Oh! You're a part of their fucked up gangster family too right? You help them cover up murders and stuff. No? I have heard of doctors like you. It's a shame they let people like in our noble profession. Who are you to tell me what's right and what's wrong? You help people cover up murders. You're as much as a killer as they are."
"That's enough Elena" For the first time Damon said firmly. Authority in his voice. "I know that we have our issues but there is a limit to everything, you know how fucking dangerous I can be, so shut the hell up, before I have all of your fucking family murdered and grinded." He threatened. He isn't just YOUR baby. He is OUR baby" he replied, hissing.
She took a deep breathe, staring at him as if he had kicked her puppy. After a pause, she replied, "I am not going through any procedure so long as he is here. This is my baby and I don't want to share my precious moments with him," Her eyes were watery when she said that. Maybe she was mad because of the threat.
Damon would have reminded her who was the boss here. He could show her just how monster he could be. But she was crying now. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. She was panting again.
Her tears slay him.
That, those fucking tears right there made him weak in knees.
"Okay. Fine. Whatever. Just don't cry." He said, awkwardly as he rushed to the exit and slammed the door behind him.
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So here he was standing in the waiting room while she was inside getting examined. When she came out of the room with Bonnie, her face was all lit up. She looked happy again. The type of happiness that he could manage to bring on her face a month ago.
She frowned when her eyes met his. She turned away her gaze, probably feeling guilty for kicking him out, walked out of the room with Bonnie and a couple of other guards.
"I recorded the heartbeat of your baby for you," Meredith said coming from behind.
"I know how special this is for you." she added.
"Elena is still in shock. She is lashing out to show me she is strong. She isn't usually like this. She is really good person." He defended his wife, looking away.
"I know. She is just scared."
"Yeah."
"Your baby is perfectly healthy. I have prescribed some vitamins. Make sure she takes healthy breakfast and dinner. Try to keep her as calm as possible. Stress is really bad for her." Meredith said.
"and here is the sound clip of your baby's heartbeat." she handed him a Nano CD. "Meh! Some mothers like to keep stuff like this as a record." she trailed off.
"Thank you." he said, smiling genuinely looking at the CD.
"What about that head MRI?" he asked.
"OH! After the first trimester."
"there is nothing wrong with Elena right?"
"Yes! She is okay! It's just some stuff I wanted to double check." Meredith said in an airy tone. "She had some weird symptoms, but I'm sure it's nothing."
"Okay." he replied nodding.
"Your next appointment is in about two weeks. Call me if there is a problem." she said, smiling.
He nodded and turned to leave.
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There was a rush in their living room. Everyone was rushing around doing something. Elena examined them. She saw Rose instructing someone. "and the flowers go here-," she trailed off when she saw Elena approaching her.
"What's going on?" Elena demanded.
"Arrangements for the party tomorrow." she replied chirpily.
"What party?"
"Jake! Leo! Did you double check the security system?" She demanded two well-built men.
"Rose! What party?"
"We are having a party in honor of baby Salvatore." Rose replied smiling brightly.
"What?"
"Announcement party. For Damon and your baby. It's a tradition. And your party will be huge. Everyone is invited. All famous business men in our circle. Every powerful politician that is our ally. Even our family is coming here to celebrate this." Rose said excitedly.
"What the fuck?"
"And don't worry. This party is on me. I am the one who is organizing this party. I will be doing all the work while you just sit over there and look pretty," Rose said smiling.
"Excuse me! Who the fuck gives you the right to throw a party and announce about MY BABY?" Elena lost it.
"I did." she heard a velvety voice.
"You again?"
"Calm down, love. Didn't you hear? Stress isn't good for you." he said encircling his arms around her waist.
"Let me go." she said squirming out of his arms with ease.
"We are so behind the schedule Rose. Tell the workers to hurry up." He said looking at Rose.
"How dare you?" Elena spat.
"I invited Mr. Voltaire too. We need to give him special protocol. He is our most important business partner." Damon instructed Rose.
"I told you that my baby has nothing to do with you." Elena spat.
He ignored her and continued briefing Rose about their business partners.
"If you expect me to make an appearance in this party and pretend to be your whore than you have got another thing coming for…" he didn't let Elena finish.
He grabbed her wrist and dragged her to their bedroom.
He kicked the door shut facing her.
For the first time, Elena felt scared of him for real. He was fuming. His eyes were dark with anger and he looked like he could lose it any second.
"You know who I am, Right?" he asked.
"Yes… Of course I do. I saw you murder someone. You are a m…"
"A monster. A killer. A mobster. Aren't you tired of repeating that?" he growled.
She scoffed looking away.
He grabbed her chin, backing her up against the wall.
"You're going to start behaving now Elena if you know what's best for you. You have seen my power. You have seen how by my order your brother was brought here to Italy and how by my order I sent him back unharmed. You don't want another demonstration do you? This time Jeremy won't go back unharmed." he growled.
"I will kill you if you ever so much as look at my brother the wrong way." Elena growled back. She was so beautiful when she was mad. He thought to himself. In a sick twisted way, it turned him on.
"As much as you want, you can't do that."
"I will slit your throat in your sleep."
"And I will love to die from your hands" he replied holding her hands kissing her knuckles.
"You're sick, disgusting and crazy." she seethed.
"Yes! I probably am."
"but let me get this straight you'll behave yourself. You will not make a scene, if you know what's best. You are mine and you'll behave as such." With that said he crashed his lips on hers. She tried to push him off her. She really did but he was stronger. He finally pulled away but not before he explored her mouth and left her breathless.
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Elena was sitting on the sofa, watching a tv show, her mind was elsewhere, thinking of her family, what would be they doing. Her eyes drifted to Damon who was sitting on the couch talking business with some men in black suit.
He was in his boss mode, all the other men seemed afraid of him. Elena looked away, focusing again on tv.
While Damon discussed the current territory deal, he noticed how Karl would glance at Elena and then back to the files. He pursed his lips ignoring but then again he caught Karl looking at Elena's swollen breast and then away.
"Karl. What is it?" he asked, not being able to hold on to sanity any longer.
"Pardon?"
"Are my wife's breasts more interesting than the deal we are discussing?" He hissed.
Karl looked flustered.
Elena looked at her dress and found her cleavage to be a little too exposed. She moved a little nervously.
A dangerous silence filled the room.
"Elena, take off your clothes."
"What?" She seemed shocked but his tone was menacing, so much so, that she couldn't counter.
"Take off your clothes."
"What… I can't." She replied.
"TAKE OFF YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES." He shouted, almost shaking her.
She quivered, but nodded. Shakingly, she extended her hand to her back and let down the zipper, the dress fell down and piled in her feet.
Tears fell down off her face, at her humiliation, but as she looked up, none of the men were looking at her, except Damon, they all had their eyes tightly shut. Even Karl.
"She is naked. Have a look at her, if you dare." Damon said, menacingly to Karl.
"I'm sorry, Sir." He begged.
"you can't dare look at her, no one can. This woman belongs to me, no one gets to see her except me." He hissed each word to him.
"yes sir."
Elena couldn't take much longer, she pulled her dress up to hide her chest and left.
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Spoiled. That's what she was. Damon thought. They would be hosting a grand party tomorrow to announce their baby. Any other woman would have been so impressed by the amount of money he so far spent on the party dedicated to their unborn child but no he had to fall for the one who was being incredibly stubborn.
He was using one of the spare bedroom tonight. Since Elena locked up herself in their bedroom. Not before she threw another tantrum. She shouted and spat hateful words to him. She declared she hated him again.
He stood there still showing her hateful words didn't affect him at all. She humiliated him further by throwing things at him in front of the staff that shivered by his mere gaze. But he stood there facing her rage. Even when her words cut deeper then knives.
He saw how shocked everyone in his staff was when he didn't reply to any of her hateful declarations. He was after all so damn recklessly in love with her. He couldn't hurt her. At the end he gave up and left the room.
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He rose up, unable to sleep on the cold bed where she wasn't sleeping with him, in his arms. This change was really disturbing.
He was use to sleeping with her in his arms. He was use to making love to her. He was use to touching her whenever he wanted. He was use to the peace she provided him in her presence. This change was killing him.
It's been two weeks to the last time she told him she loved him. He felt alone again. He walked out of the room toward the room Elena was sleeping.
His desperateness to be near her crushed his self-respect and here he was standing near her door again. That woman knew how to punish him. Withdrawing her presence was the most torturous thing for him, she knew that and she was using that fact to torture him.
"Binge Drinking again?" he heard Rose.
"Kind of what a guy does when his wife declares she hates him and kicks him out of the room"
"Just tell her about what got you here. Anyone would understand that. Damon you didn't have a choice," Rose said sitting next to him on the cold floor near Elena's door where he was sitting.
"She says she doesn't care. She says there is no excuse in the world for the type of person I am. She hates me but I love her Rose. I love her so much it fucking hurts to breath now." he said desperately.
"I wish someone loved me like that you know," Rose sighed. "She will come around Damon. She is just-, she just needs time,"
"Every night I just wish to anyone out there who is listening to make her love me again even though I know I don't deserve that."
"Don't say that Damon. You deserve everything. You deserve Elena and your kid. Whatever you did was for your brother. Just tell her your plans of running away with her. I am sure…"
"I am not running away anymore."
"but. You said that."
"I know what I said." he said taking a gulp from his bottle.
"I need this power to protect my child and Elena. Did you see today, did you see that even though Elena was naked, no one could dare look at her. That's my power here. But if it all ends. No matter where I go Zach will track me down and hurt them. If not Zach, then Klaus or Kool. Either way they are in danger. There is no way out Rose. My plan of running away is out of the window now." he said in a determined tone.
"so that's it. You're staying?"
"Yes. I am staying. I have all the power here and in US. I can easily keep them secure and happy. Running away is stupid and illogical. I was a fool to even consider that." he said huffing.
"But what about Elena?"
"Elena would just have to learn to live with this. I love her so much. I can't live without her or my baby. She will be staying with me Rose."
"but."
"She will just have to deal with it…and if she doesn't then I have my ways to get her to agree to whatever I want"
"That's…That's not fair to her Damon."
"When has life ever been fair to us Rose. Life snatched my childhood. I remember running away from my house to live a life like any normal person away from these crimes but where did that lead me. I remember running away from some people who beat me within inch of my life just for their pleasure. They were drunk and I was an easy target. I remember, lying in that cold ally, shivering from cold and starving. At one point I even fainted. That's when your mum found me."
"I know. You ate like you hadn't seen food in your life," she laughed.
"Easy to laugh now. Try starving for a week," he added.
"And just when I got back on track. Stefan came along. Begging me to come back and take the fall for him in that drug racket. Son of bitch! I had to drop out of college due to him,"
"You gave up everything for him,"
"I did…"
"It's still not fair to Elena."
Rose's word hit him. But he was a coward to ever consider letting Elena free. He would die without her.
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