Chapter 16 : 'A rebel'
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Progress. Bull fucking crap. No progress at all. Instead he felt she was now completely shutting him out. Just a week ago, Damon woke up in Elena's arms and he completely freaked out. Because he knew as soon as she wakes up, she will start yelling at him and eventually she will kick him out of the room. And it wasn't that part that freaked him out, it was the part where her pregnancy hormones takes over her mind and she starts crying that freaked him out.
He promised to leave her as soon as she falls asleep and now here he was in their bed, holding onto her and for the life of him he couldn't figure out when his shit filled mind decided to jump in bed with his wife who hated him with passion.
Anyhow, one week had passed to that night. He used the spare room. Elena didn't throw tantrums anymore in fact she barely talked. She kept to herself most of the time and the only person who was lucky enough to have the privilege to converse with her was Bonnie.
Bonnie had made it her personal mission to not let him come in front of Elena even for a minute. She confronted him the day after he stayed the night in her room and warned him off her.
"Meredith clearly said she needs to stay as relaxed as possible. You're on the other hand get her worked up by just looking at her. So it would be so much better that you keep your distance from her," Bonnie said bravely.
He opened his mouth and then stopped. "I will give you credit for your courage but you need to think about the shit that comes out of your mouth," He seethed.
"Look! I am on your side on this but Lena needs time to process this situation. Just give her some space. You have been intimidating her too much lately,"
Ok. What the fuck? He thought. Intimidate Elena? Last he remembered he didn't have the balls to even talk back to her.
"Damon, Are you here?" Bonnie waved her hand in front of him.
"Yes, I am here. It's just that what you said was so goddamn stupid that I think I slipped in to a coma for a few minutes," He replied. "If you haven't noticed it's me who don't talk back. It's me who had been adjusting. It's me who had been taking whatever she threw at me," he added.
"You're the one who threatened her brother. You're also the one who forced her to stay even when she didn't want anything to do with you and Need I remind you that you're a dangerous criminal in her eyes that had done nothing but lie to her throughout the course of your relationship." Bonnie replied.
"I will be nice to me if I don't want bullets in my skull," he hissed.
"She is going through so much."
"And she needs me."
"No she doesn't. What she needs is for you to stay the fuck away while she figures this all out."
"Being my best friend's girlfriend doesn't give you the privilege to test my patience and talk back to me. I can still kill you without any regrets,"
"but being your wifey's bestfriend does give me that privilege," Bonnie chimed, smirking.
"Damon! I think Bonnie is right. I think you should keep your distance from her. Let her come to you. Elena had been through a lot. I don't want her stressed either. Meredith had been clear more than enough about that." Rose supported Bonnie.
Un-fucking-believable! But something about Rose's expression was serious. Like she knew something he didn't. So he listened to them, even though it killed him in the process. They all thought space was important for Elena right now but he felt like he was losing her.
She was eating properly. She was going to that shelter again where she worked. Bonnie was her full time security guard now because he still felt uncomfortable letting her go out alone. Unprotected and unshielded. She didn't protest at all when he ordered Sage to go with her. That was the only time in the whole week when she talked to him.
"I am taking Bonnie with me," she said softly.
"What no harsh words?" he asked, brows rose.
She shook her head and ignored him.
Bonnie was quick and eagerly took her job as her best friend's guard.
He would either find his wife reading or talking to Bonnie. At first, he was glad that she at least trusted Bonnie out of all of them but then soon he started envying her. He never knew when his envy turned into jealousy.
Elena needed time. She was emotionally drained. Plus, it was like her unborn baby was taking all her energy. She felt tired than usual. She felt like somehow her emotions heightened. One minute she felt all chatty and the next minute she felt emotionally devastated.
And then there were changes happening in her body that annoyed her a lot. Weight gain, breast tenderness, constant nausea and worst hair fall. Studying about them was one thing but experiencing them first hand was another thing.
She kept her distance from Damon. She wanted to hear his story. She wanted to talk to him. But first she had to get her thoughts straight. There was no way in hell she would ever want her baby involved with the things that he was in. Damon was important but her baby came first.
She could see the pain in his eyes when he tried to talk to her once or twice but she ignored him like he didn't exist. Bonnie witnessed that and she warned Damon off. Surprisingly, Damon listened to her and he had been keeping distance.
It's been a week now. A whole full week with keeping the distance from Elena. Enough is Enough. He picked up the chocolate fudge cake present on his kitchen counter and started eating his feelings by eating the cake. He had only took two bites when the girl that would clearly be the death of him came out of her room.
Her healthy breakfast was served. Her eyes rose up and for a second their eyes locked before she looked away. Just when he was going to go through self pity phase again that his wife didn't even want to see him, he noticed her eyes back on him, narrowing. She was finally paying him attention. After one week of being ignored by her. Then he noticed her eyes darted to his hands.
He instantly realized she wasn't looking at him but the dark chocolate fudge cake. Elena had strictly warned him off desserts. According to her, it was harmful to his health.
She rose up gracefully from couch and walked toward him. With a stern look she took the plate right from his hands and went toward the kitchen. Two minutes later she came back with a bowl full of his usual fruit salad and his orange juice.
She placed it in front of him, giving him a dangerous look before she went back to sit on couch. A smirk appeared on Damon's face which soon turned into a smile as he took the fork and started eating the fruit salad his wife made. She was mad at him but she still cared about his health. There was still hope. Maybe, just maybe, there could be a possibility that his wife still loved him.
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Sneeze. Sneeze. Sneeze. "Are you okay?" Bonnie said rushing toward her. "I am fine," Elena replied giggling. Sneeze. "Why are you sneezing so much?" Bonnie said. "Quit being so paranoid. Just a lil-,"
Sneeze.
"I am calling Meredith." Bonnie said as she got up.
"Can I talk to Doctor Meredith?" Bonnie spoke on the phone.
"Yeah this is Bonnie Bennett. I am calling on behalf of Mrs. Elena Salvatore." she added to the other person.
"Hey! Mer! Listen Elena is sneezing a lot, no, she says she is fine. Aha…let me check-," she said as put her palm on Elena's forehead. "You're running a fever Lena," she scolded Elena.
"Yes, she is running fever. Aha, should I bring her up for a regular check up? Ok. It will save us trouble if you just come over here. Thankyou. See you soon then," Bonnie said as she hung up.
"Really Bonnie. It's just a little fever." Elena said rolling her eyes.
"I am supposed to be taking care of you and I take my duties very seriously," Bonnie huffed as she dropped on the bed next to Elena.
Elena shook her head. "Besides, you're pregnant now, every sign alarms me, I have to make sure you're okay all the time."
"I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself Bon. I didn't actually mean it when I told Damon to appoint you as my guard. I just didn't want that bitch Sage following me around and I will feel more comfortable knowing you aren't out doing what you all do," she trailed off.
"Elena, this is who I am, I have to do this." Bonnie said sighing.
"Have you ever considered leaving all this?"
Sneeze. Cough. Cough.
"Ok! This is killing me." Elena said as Bonnie handed her glass of water.
She took a sip. "I think I caught flu."
"I told you a walk at night wasn't a good idea," Bonnie reminded her.
"Oh! That was definitely a bad idea." Elena said as she coughed again.
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"It's getting worse, she is even shivering now," Bonnie said worriedly.
"Sore throat, headache, shivering, yup, just a viral fever. She will be okay after she takes these medicine. Run a warm bath too, eat lots of food, you'll be fine," Meredith said smiling.
"And I hab(have) this rubbing( running) Bose (nose)." Elena said sniffing. "I tod (told) you I'll be okay. I ab(am) a doctor too I bow (know) this stuff." Elena scolded Bonnie.
"You have specialized in neurological critical care, you're not an Ob-gyn. Bonnie did the right thing to call me." Meredith said as she checked her pulse.
"I bow(know) all I beed (need) is a little acetaminophen." Elena said rolling her eyes and coughing.
"What?" Bonnie asked.
"Tylenol," Meredith answered.
"Oh No! No! I have heard medicines are bad in pregnancy." Bonnie argued.
"Bob(Bon) Tylenol is perfectly safe. If my baby was born today and he had a fever, the doctors and nurses would give him Tylenol." Elena replied rolling her eyes.
"She is right Bonnie, her liver is gonna metabolize it. Don't worry the baby won't be even getting wee bit of it," Meredith agreed as she wrote down on her prescription pad.
A knock on the door startled them "Come in," Rose stormed in. "Elena! Honey! You okay?"
Elena nodded, coughing. "Is everything fine with her?" Rose asked Meredith.
"Just a little fever."
"Fever?"
"Nothing to worry about-. Where is Damon?" Meredith asked.
"He-he-, did someone inform him?" Rose asked looking at Bonnie.
"I was gonna call him in a bit." Bonnie replied sheepishly.
"Bonnie! You know how he gets when we don't inform him about stuff related to Lena. This is the don's darling we're dealing with." Rose scolded her.
"I ab(am) okayyy." Elena whined.
"You will be answering him." Rose said to Bonnie.
"I will kick you out of my room if you don't stop threatening my best friend." Elena spat to Rose. Rose pressed her lips.
"So Elena and the baby, both are okay? Right?" Rose asked Meredith.
"She isn't experiencing any abdominal pain or contractions so we are safe." Meredith answered. "as for Elena, she is gonna feel like shit for a few days."
"You don't say." Elena said as her head fell back on pillow.
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Night. Another night all alone in those cold sheets. Loneliness and despair, anguish and pain. Not that he didn't deserve it. The plus side was Elena was still here. She was still with him. She was living in the same house as him. It was better to have her close to him and hate him then her gone somewhere else with someone else.
Jerome, the kitchen staff member, served him his dinner on the dining table. "Ma'am wasn't well today." Jerome informed.
He stiffened. "Which Ma'am?"
"Mrs. Elena Salvatore, sir."
"Fuck!" he got up and stride toward her room. "Hey!" Bonnie stopped him, blocking his way.
"Mind telling me what's wrong with my wife?"
"Just a bit fever…"
"Fever? Is she okay? Is she hurt?" he panicked.
"We called Meredith, everything is fine, it's just a viral fever." Bonnie informed.
"And you didn't tell me this because-,"
"She didn't want you to find out."
"I will deal with you later. Right now! I have to see her."
"No! You can't." Bonnie blocked his path.
"I swear if you don't get out of my way now I'll put you six feet down in the ground without so much as thinking once." he snarled. Bonnie winced a bit and moved out of his way. He barged in without knocking.
"Baby…" he trailed off as he saw her.
Sniffing, coughing and laying down. His wife looked like an angel even now. Red puffy eyes, disheveled and messy hair and rosy cheeks. "Are you okay?"
"I ab(am) coughing and sbeezing(sneezing) and hurtbing(hurting) what does it look like?" she snapped.
"Do you still have fever?" he said kissing her forehead to check temperature.
"I am gobba(gonna) throw up." she said. Before he could react or she could have gotten up, she threw up on him. "Oh! God!" she murmured as she started crying.
"It's okay." he cooed as he threw off his shirt.
"No! I am-oh god," she took out a tissue and blew her nose. "Get out of here." she spat.
"Why?"
"because I look ugly."
"Not again. No, you don't look ugly."
"Get out,"
"Elena! You need-," he trailed off when she ran toward washroom throwing up again. He was behind her in a second. She wiped off her face.
"Hey, hey." he cooed as he scooped her in his arms and walked toward the bed. "It's dirty," she said making a face. "And it smells-,"
"I'll take you to my room." he suggested.
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Wrapped up around him was his beautiful and really ill wife. She was sleeping. He changed the wet strips again. Her fever was not exactly gone but she was still better then how she was an hour ago. Rose offered to help him but she was his responsibility. "Through sickness and health…" One of their vows.
He stayed up, changing the strips again. He picked up the thermometer on her bedside and checked her temperature again. "100°" he murmured. She opened her eyes, groaning. "Baby, you okay?" he asked.
"I feel like throwing up every ten seconds, my head hurts like hell and…" Cough. "and my throat hurts, I feel ecstatic," she spat.
He chuckled. "It will take time for the meds to take effect. You'll be up and throwing fits in no time,"
She ignored his comment and shifted on bed. "Do you need anything, baby,"
She shifted again. "Water," He nodded as he handed her a glass. "I feel cold. I need some sheets."
"No, baby, we need to cool you down a bit, you still have fever" he said as he changed the strips on her forehead and her arms. "I am disgusting, why are you even here?" she whined. "Ugh, my hair," she said as she struggled to get them off her face. He held her burning face, brushing her hair off her face. "you look just fine. Pretty I might add with that red nose and,"
"Oh God! Not again," she said as she pushed him clasping her mouth with her hand.
"Bucket is right under the bed, you can vomit in it," he instructed.
He handed her tissues as soon as she was done. She wiped her lips. "Should I call Meredith?"
"It's just morning sickness,"
"At 2 in the night?"
"YOUR KID DOES THIS A LOT OKAY. This is so not morning sickness, this is-this-, throughout the day and the night sickness-," she said, crankily.
"This is all your fault," she added.
"What did I do?"
"You have to just stick it inside me. No? Told you to be careful a million times but No? Oh God!" she said as she threw up in the bucket again.
"As much as I remember you enjoyed me sticking it in you as much as I did,"
She fell back on bed, exhausted. "My head hurts," she groaned. He massaged her scalp. She relaxed a bit.
"Feeling a little better?" he asked.
She nodded, eyes still closed.
"You're gonna be okay soon baby,"
"I am better,"
He kept massaging until she fell asleep again. He checked her temperature again. "99.6°" he murmured. Well, at least her fever was getting better. He texted Meredith about continuous vomiting. She told him to look out for blood in vomiting.
Ok. This was the most disgusting thing to do. Check someone's throw up. Ugh! He cursed himself for being a brainless love fool as he peeked in vomit bucket and immediately felt like throwing up too. "Nope, no blood," he replied to her text. Meredith replied telling him Elena was all okay and all she needed was a little Peppermint tea.
In about ten minutes he returned from kitchen with a cup. "Lena, baby,"
"Hmmm…"
"Are you awake?"
"What kind of stupid question is that?" she said opening one eye.
"What's this?" she said eyeing the cup.
"Meredith says this will help with vomiting," he said handing her the cup.
"How is my girl now?" he asked kissing her forehead. She closed her eyes in great reprieve. That felt good. His touch always felt good. Comforting. She took a sip. "Eww…"
"You have to drink it all,"
"but it tastes soo-,"
"you made me drink it when I was sick," he reminded her of the second week of their honeymoon. She glared at him before taking a sip again. "I can't…It's just…"
"you will feel better,"
"Yucks."
In about a minute, she started groaning again. "What's wrong now?"
"My feet they hurt," she said in between sobs. "Oh Baby! Why are you always crying?" he said as he crawled to her feet placing them in his lap.
"Do we have rosemary oil?" he asked.
"In my drawer on the left."
In about a minute he returned, taking his place putting her feet back on his lap. Rubbing some oil on his palms before he started massaging her feet. She peeked at him through her half closed eyelids.
He was frowning, concentrating on making her feel better. No cockiness. No attitude. He wasn't earning himself any brownie points. She knew he genuinely wanted to make her feel better.
Damon couldn't see her in pain. She was ill. She was so weak. He wanted her to feel better. No wonder she had been quiet all week. She didn't have energy in her to fight. His little nugget was draining her. Now that he thought about it instead of gaining weight she looked weaker if you don't count slight out of tone previously flat stomach.
He looked so adorable as he concentrated on her foot, massaging it. She smiled. He looked sleepy but he widened his eyes to stay awake. He switched foot and started massaging it. He yawned. "How are you feeling now?" he asked in his sleepy tone.
"They still hurt," she lied. She was just messing with him. She wanted to see if he would get annoyed. Surprisingly, he didn't look annoyed at all.
His eyes narrowed. Without complaining he worked on her feet, switching it one after another. It's been thirty minutes now. Enjoying his touch, she felt asleep. She woke up three hours later. "Damn, this fever is really messing with my sleep schedule." She felt weight on her feet. "Shit." Ok. She totally forgot to tell him she felt better now.
Bent over on his knees, laying his head on her knees using his arms as pillow, glorious as ever, he was sleeping peacefully. "This does not look comfortable."
He looked like a kitten curled up around her. Running her fingers through his hair. "Damon…Baby…Wake up! You are gonna hurt yourself," she shook him.
"Whaaat? I just slept…" he whined.
She coughed. And he stiffened. "Are you okay?' he rubbed his puffy sleep deprived eyes.
"You're exhausted."
"I am okay. How are you feeling?" he said in his sleepy tone.
"My throat's still sore but I guess no fever and I don't feel like throwing up." she said weakly.
"I will get someone to make breakfast for you," he said as he rose up.
He spent the day with her. They didn't much talk but they didn't fight either. The only plus side to her illness was she stayed curled up to him throughout the day. She slept most of the day while he was up catching up with some work related accounts.
He hid the files when she started shifting in bed. She still despised what he did. He didn't want to disturb her related that.
"You're up?"
"Yeah…" Elena replied stretching.
"How are feeling? Do you feel nauseous? Do your feet hurt again? Does your head hurt? Should I call Meredith?"
She giggled. "We have called Meredith seven times since last night plus I am okay. I just feel very hungry."
"what do you wanna eat?" he asked instantly.
"Pizza."
"Are you kidding me? No way in hell! Meredith said you need to eat something light, how about soup?" he said rolling his eyes.
"I want pizza."
"You will start throwing up again. I am not going through that"
"If you're so much disgusted by me Why don't you just leave?" she replied, harshly. Insecurity visible on her face. She was a mess while he looked glorious as ever.
"What? No, you were so miserable yesterday. You were in pain. I can't bear that." he said earnestly, his eyes supporting his statement.
She hated it. She hurt him so much. Even now she did. She couldn't help but notice that he had done nothing but love her. Even after she repeatedly told him to leave her alone. That's when she had decided to listen to him. To his side of the story. Warm tears trickled down her eyelids. "Oh No." she heard him groan. "Don't cry," he said jumping slightly on her side of the bed. "Elena, I mean it baby. I will buy you as many pizzas as you want but right now you can't eat anything too solid-,"
"It's not that…"
"Oh you're still mad at that whole you don't look good thing because really you do, I mean with the puffy nose and these rosy cheeks and even you blowing nose or throwing up haven't made you less attractive to me. You're still and always will be the most beautiful girl to me…" he assured her cupping her face.
She stared into his eyes, tears still rolling down. "You're my heaven Elena. You're everything a man would die for but too bad for them. I have the privilege of keeping you all to myself. I could stare at you forever and I'd still feel like I haven't had enough of you." he said gazing into her eyes.
She smiled. "Too sappy."
"Only for you Baby."
"but it's not that either."
"What?"
"These are just my mood swings. Comes with pregnancy," she said giggling.
"Oh for fuck sake, really?" he groaned falling back on bed.
"Damon…"
"Hmmm…"
"I have done nothing but hurt you, why do you still look at me like this? why aren't you mad at me? Why do you still love me?"
He smiled looking at her. His hand rose to cup her cheeks again he bent down to kiss her cheek. "I deserved it. I deserved all the hatred in the world. I have done some real bad stuff and someone out there still thought to make you for me I can never be mad at you."
"but why me?"
"Because you are full of love and kindness. Look at you, feeling all guilty because you have been rude to a killer for just two weeks. I lied to you, I deceived you. I deserve it. No one loved me Elena not before you came into my life. I knew I just had to have you. I just had to make you mine. Your eyes are breathtaking, so full of raw emotions. Being around you makes everything better. You were my turning point Elena."
"I don't get it, Damon. I didn't even know who you really were. How could I make any difference?" she asked her hand covering his hands on her cheeks.
"You can't get it. You haven't been in dark like I have been. You have been through so much and yet you smile like you have no worry in world. You love and care so much about everyone. Your mum, your dad, your brother, your best friend even those kids from shelter. I wanted to add myself to the list of people you loved. You look for good in everyone. Let it be Anna who cheated your brother or me who lied to you and deceived you the whole time, yes, you did hurt me a lot but that was a logical reaction." He took a break and flinched as if remembering how she treated him.
"I had been a monster Elena. Still am. But you, somehow you bring the good in me. In fact you are the good in me. And I need some good in my life because without you there is awful amount of darkness." his forehead dropped on hers.
"I want to know you Damon…the real you."
"You will hate me even more."
"I don't hate you."
"That's not what you said a week ago."
"I was a bitch a week ago."
"you sort of were."
"I am sorry I hurt you so much."
"You did hurt me a lot, every part of me hurt when you use to push me away when I tried to come near you," he said almost shaking.
"I am sorry,"
"and you destroyed me and crushed me when you told me you hated me, I don't want you to hate me Lena, I won't be able to live"
"I am sorry." she whispered apologies.
"I want to know you." she added.
"I will tell you everything now…" he said, she noticed tears rolling down his eyes. His eyes seemed frantic. He looked like he couldn't believe this moment was true. He looked so broken, so hurt. She could feel his yearning for her. For her forgiveness. For her understanding. For her love. He wanted nothing but her love.
She pressed her lips to his forehead and he sighed in great reprieve. Closing his eyes at contact. "I will listen and I'll understand but not now."
"No. No. You have to hear it now. You have to listen to me." he begged.
"I am not going anywhere. I will listen to you. I know there must be reason behind everything you did." She said cupping his face.
"I need some time to figure out some stuff, but I am not giving up on you or us. I will save you Damon, you're mine and I am never gonna give up on you," she said caressing him.
When he dived in to kiss her she dodged him, yelping. "Elena Please." he begged. "I have a viral flu you dumbass…" she said poking his nose "and I'm really hungry," she reminded.
"Ops. Forgot that completely. I'll be right back,"
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"First trimester is really difficult but once you're through this you will LOVE second trimester," Her mum chimed. She could see the excitement on her mother's face on her iPad screen.
"What's so special about that?" Damon asked his head resting on her shoulder.
"It's the time when she starts showing," Her mom beamed.
Damon looked at her in awe. She ignored his stare. "and the sex. Oh! You will have a raging libido, Lena. It's like you can't get enough of it," Miranda added to embarrass her.
"MOM!" Elena shouted, alarmed.
"Wow." she heard Damon whisper. She could see the wheels turning in his head.
"I am just messing with you." Miranda said in between giggles. "You should have seen your face."
"That's it! Mom!"
Her mum laughed hysterically. "Oh don't be so prude."
"I am not a prude but I still don't want my mum to discuss that with me that too in front of this guy," she pointed at him. He smirked.
"Oh-Oh! I gotta go now, kids. I have to help Jenna with the New year party."
"Love you mum!"
"Love you too my baby, bye Damon,"
"Bye Miranda,"
And as soon as the call disconnected.
"I need to talk to you." She said weakly lacing her fingers through his.
Were her fingers always this soft? Did her touch always bring tingles down his spine just like it did now?
"Sure…"
"I want to go out,"
"Sure. Take Bonnie with you," he replied. Not like she ever asked for his permission.
"I want to go out with YOU."
He narrowed his eyes, looking at her. "We need to talk this out." she said looking down at her hand clasped tightly in his.
"Sure…umm…Let me ask Kevin to take out the car," he said, he was ecstatic that she was talking to him again. His brain wasn't doing much thinking.
"No. No. Not like that," she shook her head.
"What Elena? Just say it."
"We have a lot to talk about, but not here, we need a break from all of this, these guards and security measures and all your stuff. I wanna go away for a while with you," she explained.
"I don't understand." he said narrowing his eyes.
"A trip or vacation or whatever. Just you and I. No guards. No security measures. No luxury hotels or anything. Just a simple trip. You and I for a while, all alone." She explained looking at him.
If this turned out to be a dream he was going to be majorly pissed. Elena wanted to be alone with him. That meant she wanted to give them a real chance at talking it out. One problem though.
"We can't."
"Why not?" Elena asked.
"because it's dangerous. We can go but I'll have to take necessary security measures for you." he said as he held both of her knuckles.
"I don't need security measures. I have you." she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"but…"
Elena hated herself for using his love for her against him like that but this was her last chance. "Please, just you and me. I want to hear your story. I want us to work it out. But not here where everything reminds me of-of-what you did to my brother. I want us to have a fresh start Damon. Baby please Just me and you and our little nugget." She begged, her doe eyes wide and pleading.
"You will protect me. Nothing can harm us with you on my side. Please Baby Please." she begged.
"Okay." he agreed immediately without even so much as thinking. His brain never functioned properly when she casted the spell of her doe eyes on him like that.
"I love you." she said hugging him. His hands immediately circled her body. Sighing in content.
Elena noticed his body tremble a bit. Running her hands down his neck to his back. The only thing that could save him, the only thing that could bring him out of that world was her love, affections and understanding. Her baby could have a functional family if she managed to push the right buttons at the right time.
He nuzzled her hair and cooed sweet nothings to her. She loves him again. He couldn't believe his ears but she told him she loves him and he would do anything to keep it that way. Smiling he dipped his head in her neck and kissed it.
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"Are you fucking out of your mind?" Rose shouted.
"I am gonna do what she wants me to do. I am just getting her back. She is finally opening up to me again and she told me she loves me." he said excitedly as he munched on his breakfast.
"Yes, she told you she loves you because she knows that's what you want to hear. You lost all your thinking ability again. God! How can you be so stupid?" Rose seethed.
"What's your problem Rose?" he said glaring. "I thought you'll be happy about this."
"Damon! Sweetie! I am very really happy for you. I am glad that Elena stopped being a bitch to you and is finally taking a chance with you but I can't allow you to do this." Rose said.
"Can't allow me? Excuse me! Last time I checked I'm still the boss." Damon spat.
"You won't be, if you continue being Elena's slave."
"What's your problem Rose?"
"Damon! Look! Elena here doesn't know our rules. She isn't aware of the danger she is putting you both in, when she said she wanted to go without security. Come on! Damon! Klaus is still out there."
"I'm strong enough to protect both of us." he answered shrugging.
"Why the sudden change? Why did Elena suddenly decide to grant you a chance? Last time I checked she hated you a week ago?" Rose said.
"Because she loves me," he answered taking another bite.
"Damon. She is expecting you to change. I think she thinks she will manage to convince you to leave all this behind if she gets you far from us," Rose said getting up.
"We will talk it out. It's none of your business."
"Of course. It's my business. You're my brother. Zach will kill both of you if he gets even a whiff of all this. We work for Zach. You can't leave all this." Rose reasoned.
"So, what do you want me to do? huh! Tell Elena that I can't give her one single thing she asked me for. She wants my time. She is uncomfortable with all this security stuff. We are suffocating her. I have been begging her to give me one more chance and now that she is giving me I just blow it. No! I am going with her. I will manage Zach…"
"Damon, you can't go without security…"
"Watch me."
"I just need a time out for a while. I am taking Elena to our cabin in Rimini." He added.
"Zach is already mad at you for neglecting your duties Damon. You aren't focusing on work. I don't think he will allow you," Rose reasoned.
"I have done enough work in past eight years for him…"
"I am telling you Elena is expecting you to leave all this behind. She will be doing everything in her power to convince you to leave this. You're bat shit crazy when it comes to her and I am scared you'll end up doing something you'll regret." Rose stopped him again.
"I maybe bat shit crazy about her but I know the real deal. My brother and Elena will both end up dead if I so much as think of betraying or leaving Zach. I have a kid on the way. I am going to be extra careful. I just need this time with Elena to fix us. I can't lose her again Rose." Damon said shaking his head.
Rose sighed heavily. She knew he wouldn't be able to resist when Elena begs him with her doe eyes. He didn't have the capability to think straight when it came to his wife. Looks like she would have to take matters in her own hand.
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Flights. Damon used to hate flights but he wasn't complaining now. Not when he had his beautiful pregnant wife in his arms. She was sleeping, using his chest as pillow. He held her hand and brought her knuckles to his lips kissing them. She nuzzled his neck, moaning.
"Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright positions. Thank you."
"Baby. Baby, Wake up. We are landing," he murmured in her ear.
"Ugh!" she woke up going back on her side of the seat. He helped her with the seat belt.
"Oh God! No!" she murmured. He hurriedly handed her a bag. She vomited in it. "It's okay," he said as he rubbed her back. "Being pregoo is so hard. You try being a pregnant woman for one day. HE drains all my energy. He won't let me sleep. I am always throwing up and I am fat. I am getting fatter day by day," she groaned as she handed him back the bag. He didn't seem disgusted at all as he discarded it in the bin.
Out of everything, this pained him. She couldn't sleep comfortably anymore due to the baby. Her morning sickness was any time but morning sickness.
"Look at how fat I am" she pointed toward her slightly out of tone stomach. "Baby, How is SHE supposed to grow if you won't get fat?"
"It's not a girl. It's going to be a boy," she corrected him.
"Wanna bet?"
"You're on."
"If it's a girl. We will have another one after this one turns two and in our 'le sexy time' I get to be on top whenever I want." he bargained.
She blushed slightly. They haven't done more than kissing since they made up. She decided to put that on hold until they have solved all these issues. She needed time. But she also knew she had to show she was ready to forgive him completely. She had to make him comfortable enough before she demanded his withdrawal from his …his gang.
"and if I win then?"
"Whatever you want."
"Make breakfast for me?" she said smiling.
"Of course," he replied smiling.
"Do the dishes for lifetime?"
"Done."
"Love me forever?" she said.
"I will love you with every ounce of my being forever." he promised cupping her face. His eyes frantically looking at her. She smiled again. He still couldn't believe she was giving him a chance again.
"Thank you."
"Huh." she asked.
"For giving me this chance again."
"I didn't have any choice." she said laying her head on his shoulder.
"I know I haven't made it easy on you. I am practically forcing you to stay and I-," she shut him up with a kiss. "I don't have any choice because I know I can't survive without you Damon." She said against his mouth.
"We will talk about this later okay not now." she added pecking him again.
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"This is where we are staying," Elena asked as she entered a small cabin.
This house was different then all the other two houses. While their house back in States and in Glurns were luxurious. This was nothing in comparison to that. It was a small cottage. Elegant and beautiful but small with a lawn on front and the most ridiculous white picket fence. She smiled.
"I know it's not too big but the cabin that I hired needs to be cleaned and…" he trailed off when she squealed. "This is so beautiful and cozy."
"Ummm." he bit is lower lip.
"Can't we stay here?"
"but it's too small."
"but I love it." she squealed as she checked one of the rooms and twirled dramatically.
"Please! Let's stay here," she said looking at him.
"Sure, I will call Riley and let him know we won't need the cabin." he said agreeing immediately.
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"So! You want a big house with a pool and a garden with a tall, dark and dashing guy for a husband and two children?" Damon asked with a smirk.
"No. Not a big house. I prefer small, cozy houses with two to three rooms although a lawn wouldn't be such a bad idea. And nope I don't need tall, dark and dashing guy-looks are the last thing on my list of priorities …" Elena replied with a warm smile.
Snippets of their first date flashed before his eyes. As she danced around the kitchen cleaning the dishes.
She didn't like big houses. She wanted a small house where they could have their own privacy. He paid attention to everything she said, how could he miss this particular detail. "Can you do rest of the dishes I gotta go take a shower?"
"Nope. Do it yourself. According to our schedule it's your night to do the dishes," he reminded her smirking. "Of course, you can still change your mind about the cleaning crew," he added. She had thrown a fit when he was just about to call cleaning crew. "No. I don't need people swarming around my house Thank you very much. I can do all my work by myself." she replied stubbornly.
When she whined again about how there were bits of food in sticking in her nails. He walked over toward the sink, sighing heavily, taking charge of washing the dishes. "I spoil you too much." he groaned.
"I love you" she said hugging him from his back, raising on her toes.
"You better"
"All done…" he said wiping his hands off from a tissue.
"Now…" he said eyeing her.
"I know what you want." she said narrowing her eyes playfully.
"Yeah, we have a bed to christen," he replied just as playfully. It had been awhile. Three weeks two days to be exact. And they still haven't talked everything through. Jumping to sex was a bad idea but she knew what she was doing.
"but before that, we need to talk" he finally voiced something he had been dreading. She laced her fingers through his fingers and dragged him out slowly toward a room they had decided was going to be their bedroom for awhile.
Pushing him on the bed, she crawled on top of him. "Hmmm. You're right. But, let me get this straight Damon. No more lies. No more secrets. This is your last chance and it's not because you're powerful and I can't go even if I want too. I genuinely want to give you a chance…" she said in a strong tone.
"I know." he answered biting his lip, lost in a thought.
"You can trust me Damon, I promise you I am ready to understand,"
"What changed, Elena?"
"Huh."
"A week ago you didn't give a flying fuck about me. You hated me. What changed?"
"You love me." she replied shrugging.
"Of course I do but that's not…"
"What I mean to say is…I realized that you love me and you love our unborn child. That kind of love can only come from someone who has some good in them. I am gonna latch on to that. I don't hate you Damon. I can never hate you-but what you did with Jeremy-It still-," she trailed off, closing her eyes.
"and I am really sorry for that, I didn't mean him any harm Lena. I would never hurt anyone you love. I was desperate and I just wanted you back. You don't know the danger you were in. There are a lot of people out there, my enemies, who want to hurt you just to get back at me." he said holding her hand, kissing her fingertips.
"I will let this one slide but if you ever so much as look at my family, my friends and my brother especially my brother the wrong way. I won't be staying again. That will be end for us." She said looking at him.
"I won't I promise."
She waited for him to start. He took a deep was it. He was finally going to open up. "You don't have to be scared. I'm here. I promise nothing will change. I am not gonna leave you." she cooed. She knew he needed to hear that. He was afraid his past would scare her away. She wasn't going to get scared by him. She already knew the worst part. She needed to hear what made him that person.
"Promise?"
She could hear his heart speed up.
"Promise." she replied, smiling.
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"He didn't take anyone with him Kol. He is all alone with her. I know they are somewhere near the northern side. I can't exactly pin point their location but I am working on it," Kevin said.
Kol couldn't help but smirk. Damon and his wife were both all alone. He could taste his revenge. He had waited for this moment too long. One year. One solid year of yearning for revenge.
"I dropped them off at the airport myself." Kevin added.
"Great work Kevin. Keep that up and I'll double the amount I promised." Kol said smirking.
Kevin nodded and left. Kol fell on his bed, smirking.
Damon had kept his wife well hidden and safe from all of the bad kind in their world. Kol couldn't help but appreciate his security team. He had been tailing Elena since the day his brother was put behind the bars. Time and time again, she had been within arm's reach but he couldn't so much as touch her.
There was always one of them around her. The security tightened when they moved to Italy. She was well protected. But not for long now. Not when they didn't have a single guard around them. It was just a matter of time. He needed to be patient for a little more time.
He knew Elena was Damon's weakness. Heck, everyone knew now. But, Damon was strong. He had Zach and Voltaire's power behind him. For the life of him, he couldn't figure out why the hell would he decide to go with his darling wife all alone, unguarded when he had a line of enemies just waiting for a chance to kill him. Did Damon really think he would forget what he did to him? No. He lost the love of his life so how come his enemy gets a happy ending.
Now, he waited. He was waiting for one chance when Damon will turn his back and he would pounce in and snatch his reason to live. The best part, Damon would have to live with the fact that he was the reason of the death of his wife. The love of his life.
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"I talked to Jeremy," Caroline said to the blonde, green eyed man in front of her.
"What did Jeremy say?"
"Apparently that son of a bitch had threatened him. He forced him to pick between Anna and Elena. He threatened to kill Anna if Jer didn't convince Elena to stay with him. That fucking retard is obsessed with her," Caroline said in between heavy sobs.
"Care! I promise you. I'll save her."
"How will you save her when you don't even know where he is? I don't understand Stefan. Why couldn't you reach her before? God knows where she is? Sometimes I wonder if she is even alive. I can't imagine how scared she will be right now. What if he hurts her? What if he kills her?" she said frantically.
"I don't know Care. What I got from Susan, one of the cleaning staff was that she put up a real fight. Elena wouldn't let him even close to her. She said that Elena fought him off but he had told her pretty clearly that he didn't care what she wanted. She was his whether she likes it or not." Stefan said with hatred in his tone. God! He hated his brother.
His brother was keeping that girl captive. He couldn't imagine how Elena would be feeling right now. Probably scared, while his brother took advantage of her without her consent. That was what he was taught. Snatch it if they don't give it to you the easy way. But, Elena was HIS love. He loved that girl with his heart and soul and he will save her from the monster his brother was.
"She isn't a thing Stefan. I already lost my Tyler. I am not gonna lose my best friend too."
"How did you know Damon was involved with Tyler's accident?" Stefan said with disgust in his tone.
"He had been getting threatening phone calls for a while. They wanted him to do something in Mayor's office I don't exactly know details. We informed Matt about it. Matt tried to help us track down the people who wanted Tyler to do their shit for them. We were getting threatening calls on and off."
"Aha."
"I told Tyler that we should inform high authorities about this. It took awhile for Tyler to agree because he suspected his superior officers were involved too . He talked to Mr. Leroy, his senior, regarding this. Mr. Leroy assured us that he will inform the Mayor about the threatening messages and he will help us and just when I thought that we would get rid of those people for good I get call from hospital that my fiancé died in a car accident."
"It can't be a coincidence." Stefan interjected.
"It wasn't."
"The car that hit him belonged to Smiths Co and guess who recently took control of their company?"
"Damon."
"Yes! We tracked down the driver who deliberately crashed his car with Tyler's."
"And."
"he told us he was ordered by Aaron Jones."
"Aaron is Lorenzo's brother." Stefan said.
"I know Enzo. Matt and I put two plus two and we knew it was Damon. Everything we heard about the Salvatores. Everything our law school teacher told us was true." Caroline said wiping her tears.
"I am sorry Caroline."
"No! Don't be. It's not your fault your brother is a monster." Caroline spat. "He took away my fiancé and my best friend from me, I will rip him apart."
"and things with Jeremy?"
"Jeremy came to my house sometime last week. He looked devastated like something was eating him up. I cornered him. He blabbered everything. He told me he still had people appointed by Damon to tail him. One word and they will kill him. He begged me to save Elena. He told me how Elena cried and begged him to leave them but he didn't listen. He demanded her to stay in exchange for her brother's life."
"I thought Elena might change him. This was the only reason I let him marry her. Had I known how much of a selfish prick and a monster he was, I would have died to save her from him." Stefan said hitting the table in rage.
"I tried to get to her but there was always someone with her I couldn't risk it." Stefan said dropping on couch again.
"Would do you think happened? Where do you think he could have taken her?" Caroline said looking at him.
"I don't know, according to Susan only Rose knows."
"but I am gonna track them down Caroline I promise you. For now let's just hope Elena stays strong and Damon doesn't end up killing her in his frustration to make her love him." Stefan said.
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Holding her hand he brought it to his lips. Kissing Elena's fingertips then her knuckle. "Look at me! How am I supposed to forgive you if you don't let me in. How am I supposed to love you if I don't even know who you really are," She whispered, encouraging. "I don't think anyone can love me after I tell you things I did."
"I am sorry I am not what you wanted Elena." he added getting up.
"Hey! Look at me! I am here and I promise I won't run," she cupped his face, planting feathery kisses. On his eyelids, his nose, his cheeks and finally his lips.
"Before I tell you everything you should know that when I saw you I knew were mine Elena. Suddenly I wanted to be so much more and I wanted to see the world from a softer glow and if you ever leave me I know I will become an animal. I need you in my life because without you the darkness will suffocate me."
"I am not fond of dark either." she said jumping on his lap. She laced both of her hands with his, dropping her head on his shoulder. Her back against his chest. She tied both of their hands on her stomach. Waiting. He dipped his head in her neck, inhaling her scent. Pause. A long pause.
"I don't remember much happy times when I was a kid, Elena. All I remember is crying. My mum use to cry a lot. I didn't know it then. But she used to lit up like a fire fly when my dad use to visit. He didn't used to live with us. It was just me and mum and a lot of house staff."
Pause.
"Of course, I noticed that I had all the toys in the world and all the people looking after me, like you once said. I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. Not exactly, the scenario. I had everything except for my parents. My dad off somewhere doing God knows what and my mum crying after him."
Deep breath.
"I was about seven, when I heard my mum crying hysterically. There was a kid in my dad's arms of about three year old. All blonde and cute. (smirk) Stefan of course. I loved him. I always wanted a sibling. My mum didn't look thrilled like I was. She shouted and cried. Apparently, my dad cheated on her with some slut. She ended up being pregnant with his child. So as soon as she gave birth to him she handed him to dad. Women like that don't want to be bothered with kids."
Scoff.
"So ultimately, dad dropped him off at home because he couldn't bother with a kid. He was way too busy for that. My mum refused to take his responsibility. Made sense though, the woman could barely tolerate me, why on earth would she bother bringing up some other woman's kid."
He paused.
"He was handed over to the same babysitter that took care of me. Oblivious to my mother's hostility toward Stefan, I took care of Stefan. I don't why though. But he was weak and helpless and the idea of having sibling thrilled me."
"I am very good with kids Elena" he said looking at her. "Probably because of all the practice I did with Stefan," he added.
"He was MY baby brother and I had no problem sharing my stuff with him. We drove our babysitter nuts together. My mom didn't approve though. She hated Stefan. She tried to keep him away from me. As a persistent as I was and am till now, I didn't give a shit what my mum felt and I continued being the older brother to my half brother. This resulted in her resenting me. She thought I betrayed her or something. She pushed me away even further. I barely was aware of existence of my mother in our house. My world was my school, my studies and my baby brother. That was a bittersweet time of my life. I barely got to see my parents but I had a brother to dot on, Stefan and I were best friends, Lena. We could die for each other if it came to that."
His smile faded.
"Everything was okay at least from me until I was 12. I remember they were shouting down the hall. Me and Stefan were hiding behind the curtains.
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"You mean to tell me that all this time when you disappeared you were off killing people?" a shrill voice came from the hall.
"Lily. Listen to me."
"NO! NO! NO! I can't take this…"
"So! What are you gonna do about this?"
"I'll tell the cops and get your sick ass locked up for good."
Slap. Slap. Slap.
"Mum-," A 12-year-old black haired frail boy ran toward his mother.
"Don't hit her please." he pleaded.
"Seb!" he shouted.
"Sir." a tall well built man appeared from his father's back.
"Take the kids to their room and lock them up."
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"He hit your mum," Elena gasped.
"It was kinda normal thing after that."
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His mother was crying hysterically. Her lower lip bleeding. Eyes swollen. Wounds scattered on her arms. Damon dipped the cotton in an antiseptic and brushed it softly on his mother's arm. Lily hissed.
"It's going to be okay mum. I am here." he comforted her. "He is a killer Damon. Your father is a killer. I can't live with him. This is all blood. We have been living on the money that is made by killing people, money made by spilling blood." His mum said crying.
He felt revolted. Money coming from killing. That meant all his food also came from money that were made by killing someone.
"Mum. Mum. I am here for you. I will save you."
"You will save me?" She seethed. She obviously wasn't in her right state of mind. "Get away from me." she pushed him. "You're his son. You're just gonna be like him…" she spat.
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"Oh! God. No" she said concerned, turning around. He wasn't looking at her. He looked down as if ashamed. "She wasn't wrong though, look at me."
"No! Baby! No!"
"She considered everyone her enemy. Some psychological issue I guess-wouldn't blame her. She stayed fifteen years with a man that turned out to be the boss of mafia gang."
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"I will leave with Damon if you don't stop this." Lily warned the drunken man seething in front of her.
"You can go to hell for all I care but my son stays here." Giuseppe seethed snatching his hand from his mother.
"Mum! I don't wanna go! Stefan's here."
"Shut up." she shouted as she dragged him to her side again.
"Lily! Stop this fucking non sense and go back to your room."
"What if I don't?"
"You really want to know the answer to that." he said clenching his fists.
"Dad please…" Damon pleaded. He knew that look. He knew what that look followed.
"You fucking ass…" her words were left in her mouth when Giuseppe's fist connected with her jaw. "I won't have anyone talk back to me." his father shouted.
"NO! Mommy." Damon said panting, looking at his mother who had apparently fell down due to the blow.
"Can someone take this one back to his room?" Giuseppe shouted. "Please don't hurt her again." he pleaded. "She deserves it. She has made my life a living hell. I am gonna show her just how worthless she is."
"Where will you go? Huh? Lily? You ran away with me from your town 15 years ago. They won't ever take you back-you're stuck here with me whether you like it or not." he said grabbing a fist full of her hair and shoving her on a table.
"Don't hurt her please." Damon pleaded trying to get his father off his mother.
"She deserves it Damon. She doesn't understand." His father spat.
"I said DON'T HURT HER." he shoved his father away using all his force. "You have turned him against me. Didn't you? Lily?" his father seethed.
"You have turned my own son against ME." he shouted kicking the weeping woman.
Damon tried to defend his mother. What came next shocked everyone in the room. His father's arm swung and Damon felt himself thrown to the floor. A red mark on his cheek. He raised his hand to his cheek. Tears flowed down his eyes.
"Lock him up in the room. No food for him for three days. He made a huge mistake. He should suffer the consequences as well."
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Elena wiped his silent tears. "I am here. I am here." she murmured. "My dad taught me well. I was a pussy after that. I hid whenever I heard them shout. I couldn't take it. I just couldn't see him beat her up and throw her around. So like the loser I was-I hid in the closet with my baby brother and stayed out of their way."
"It's understandable. You were a little kid…" she said caressing his face trying to calm him down.
"She was alone. Elena. She didn't have anyone. She tried to run away once or twice alone but they always somehow found her and brought her back. I guess that's why she lost hope. She killed herself."
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"I think mum haven't eaten either," a seven year old Stefan said sitting next to him on the dining table
"Stef! Didn't I tell you to stay away from mum. Dad says mum is sick. We are supposed to stay away from her." he scolded his brother.
"but mum was crying." Stefan said, pouting.
"She is always crying." Damon replied serving him rice. "Yuck! Veg Rice again." Stefan said making a face.
"Tell you what. If you finish your dinner without pouting even once I'll take you to that carnival your friend Jason went with his uncle." he bargained, smirking.
"It's a deal." he said, taking a mouthful chewing loudly.
"Eat with your mouth closed, you disgusting pig."
"Kiss me Damon." Stefan said grinning.
"Eww. no! What is the matter with you?"
"You didn't mind it when Hazel said that."
"Hey, Hazel is a pretty girl. You aren't."
"She has cooties."
"and you have Rabies."
"What?"
"Just eat your damn food." he groaned. "I'll go check up on mum."
He went upstairs. He knocked on the door but his mother didn't reply. He entered. "Mum-Stef said you have eaten yet-Do you want me to bring some for you? Mum. Mum!"
He noticed blood on his mother bed sheets. He removed lifted the blankets, there she was. Eyes shot up, face as pale as sheet. He shivered violently as he touched his mother's face. "Mum,"
She didn't move. Then he noticed a knife gripped tightly by her icy fingers. The other wrist slit opened although no blood was pooling from it now but he noticed the sheets underneath were filled with blood.
He knew it. She was dead. His mother had killed herself.
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Damon held to her like she was his lifeline. She wiped his tears. He didn't want to show her but she needed to see his vulnerable side. "Oh God! I am so sorry."
"Don't be, besides she didn't even care about us. She had been off her rockers for ages. With her gone I had one less person to take care of," he said back to his cold detached tone.
"She was your mother,"
"She was a psycho,"
"Damon. Don't! She is dead. We shouldn't speak ill of the dead."
"She left us to him. I can never forgive her for that."
"What happened next?"
"Nothing much. Usual Police inquires. I got questioned and all. Of course, I didn't say anything. I was too depressed and scared for that."
She hugged him, burying his head in her chest, providing him security. She was his inner peace now. She was his heaven.
He looked up after a while. She brushed her lips with his. He smiled for a second. "What happened next?"
"I hated my father after that. I hated him with passion but that didn't mean I could stand up to him. So, I kept my head low and stayed out of trouble until four years later when he asked me to do my first kill."
"Your what?"
"First kill. They wanted me to toughen up. After all I was supposed to be his heir."
"And-and-did you?" she asked, her breathing paced.
"I did. I did my first kill when I was 16," he replied nodding absent mindedly.
"How could-," she trailed off scared now.
"I knew what my dad. Behind the façade of a wealthy steady business man. I knew exactly what he did when he didn't get his way. He didn't restrain from killing. He wanted me to be just like him. After all, to him this wasn't a big deal. His father did it before him. This was what he was taught. This was what he taught me."
"What?"
"That if I don't get something I want I have to snatch it. This is how our world works. It's not about just surviving, it's about being the most powerful. And to get power you have to spread a climate of fear among everyone. That's how we gain complete control over people and trust me they become your puppets once they know how far you can go if you don't get your way," he said completely lost voicing his thoughts.
"How did they-" She couldn't exactly put it in to words. She wanted to know how the hell did they train him. How did he ended up being-this man that he was?
"Small start. Taking me whenever one of his men had to beat the fuck out of someone, showing me exactly how people ended up if they defy my father and when they thought I had enough mindset. My father asked them to take me to finally man up. Do my first kill, he wanted me to join him,"
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"You have to grow up and be a man Damon," Zach whispered to him as they approached a door.
"Now, you know how this works right. Slide and Bam," Zach taught him.
"I don't-,I don't-,I don't think I can do this-," he stammered looking at the heavy gun.
"Damon! Your father is already really disappointed in you. Man up! You're a Salvatore. This is what we do. We have all the money and all the power but for that people have to be scared of us." Zach whispered.
"Uncle Zach. It's killing. You're asking me to kill someone. I can't do that." he panted.
"Damon. This guy took your father's money and ran away. He deserves it. He cheated us. He deserves to die." Zach spat.
He panted heavily.
When they entered. A man was tied to chair. Mouth taped. Eyes pleading. He was brutally beaten. The man standing on the left threw boiling water on the man tied to chair. Damon flinched. "Man up. Man up." he murmured, panting.
"You're lucky Antonio. You're going to be our Damon's first kill." Zach said proudly.
"ahh. Don's son finally taking charge. You're gonna make dad so proud." the scrawny man on the left said.
"Now. Damon. Hold the gun and kill him." Zach said.
Damon held the gun straight to the man's chest. Eyes pooling with tears. "I don't want to do this. I don't want to do this." he mumbled in between dry sobs.
"Damon. Shoot already." Zach shouted in frustration.
Boom. Boom.
The man head hung. Damon stared in disbelief. He was a killer now. He killed someone. His mother was right. He was just like his father. The eyes in front of him empty of any life were proof that his mother had been right all along. This was his fate.
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Elena clutched his shirt. Fear took over her body. She was hugging a person that had first killed when he was a mere teenager. Was he capable of changing? What if she lost? What is he wasn't capable of changing? Would he make her baby do what he was forced to do? What if her love wasn't enough?
She knew he was looking at her intently. She knew he was looking for sign of disgusts on her face. When she looked up at him. His face was cruel and cold. She knew why. He saw her fears. He could read her like a book. He knew how wheels were turning in her head. His grip on her back tightened. "This isn't time to be weak Elena. You have to listen to him to get him out of his darkness. I have to accept him with his demons." She thought. " I have to show him he is still capable of love." She repeated that thought in her mind.
She crashed her lips on his. Assuring him with kiss that she wasn't going anywhere.
He kissed her back almost immediately with carnal hunger. His tongue traced her lips and then entered her mouth. She replied with as much as fervor. It was awhile before she pulled back. "I am not leaving…"
"You looked like you were gonna bolt."
"I am yours throughout life…" she promised. "and you're mine. Demons and damaged but mine." She said possessively hugging him. He purred a bit and she let out a shaky laugh. "Really?"
"So…After that,"
He sighed. "I couldn't take it anymore. The eyes of that dead man haunted me. Helping them beat the shit out of someone who messed with my father was something else but killing was extreme. It was too much. I packed my stuff and ran away. I regret it. Not because what I suffered after that-I regret because in my panic I left my baby brother behind. I left my eleven year old brother to their mercy."
"but if you ran away then how did you…" she trailed off. Confused. If he ran away just like he said, then how did he ended up like this. By now, she knew this was not a person he wanted to become by choice. Something terrible must have happened.
"Stefan. I came back for Stefan."
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