Sorry guys. I didn't notify you that I'd take a short break. Actually scratch that. I didn't get a chance to tell you. Class 8 (or 8th standard or whatever, I'm 16) in Edexcel GCSE is the most pressured and hard class. I always used to come in the rank from 8th to 10th among 60 students. I guess I lost it now and am very depressed. So I had to put my nose in the book for an entire month. I also didn't study that much the entire year, and that pretty much bit me in the ass. Also the reason why I didn't have the opportunity to tell you guys is because my mom took away this laptop 2 months before exam as she wasn't used to this type of test marks and preparation from me. Neither was I. So I guess enough about my exams because their finished. Which mean this horrendous stage is finished.
Lets return back to where we left off. PLEASE READ: Listen guys when you read a story you have ability to just go on reading and finish it within a week or so. And when I'm writing, it takes me days to finish one chapter. Hell, I started this story almost one year ago. So I think it will be justified if I forget a point or two. So what I'm asking you guys is to just tell me if I mixed up something. Cause I've seen this case in many fictions where the plot gets mixed up. So do this as a favor to me and the other writers and tell them where their plot got messed up. Then we can again edit the chapter for future readers. Anyway for the sake of you guys I'll again read the story from the start to end so that there is no mistake, but if you guys do find anything, make sure to review about it. I don't care if you read the chapter months or years later or this story is already finished. As long as I'm still writing in this site, you are always welcome to say.
Without further ado lets start Damon and Elena's love story. Where does it go now?
When Elena woke up, she felt like every moment she spent in agony and Damon coming back to her was a dream. She was about to sit up, but Matt stopped her.
"Hey, lay back. Don't get up just yet." Matt said in a soothing voice.
"What-" Elena was stopped with the voice that has the control over her heart.
"Elena!" She saw him rushing through the door of her ward. So I wasn't dreaming. He is really here.
"Damon?" If Damon was actually here in flesh, that means… She looked down and reached to touch her stomach. The baby was gone. She panicked. In the dream she was in a very bad position where death may have knocked on the door.
"No no no." she couldn't breathe. Damon shoots across the room to her side and took her hand in his.
"She's panicking." Matt shouted.
"My baby…" Elena squeezed his hand as tears were streaming down her face.
Damon immediately understood why she was panicking. "Elena our baby is fine." With that Elena connected her eyes with him. "She's the most beautiful and healthy baby in this entire hospital." Elena breathed out a sigh of relief losing her grip of his hand.
She looked back at him. Her fear was replaced by the joy of being
The mother of the life she carried for so long. "It's a girl?" she asked flashing her most beautiful smile to Damon. Damon nodded smiling at her happiness. She started giggling with joy. He just wanted to stop the time right now. But unfortunately her smile started to falter and Damon knew what was coming next. "Damon…" she started.
"Not now, Elena. We'll talk later. Now you need to focus on getting some rest and think about the beautiful baby who is waiting to see her mommy." He smiled at her. There were many things Damon wanted to do. He wanted to hug her, kiss her, shout at her, yell at her, be angry with her and love her at the same time. But he had to only focus on taking care of her until both of them were ready. Somehow that will seem to take a lot of time.
Damon pushed her wheelchair guiding her to where their daughter was in an incubator.
"Is she really as healthy as you say?" Elena asked.
"Yes."
"Then why is she still in the incubator?" Elena was rumbling nervously.
"She's premature Elena."
"Then how is she healthy?"
"You'll see." Damon smirked at her nervousness over seeing her own daughter. He pushed open the door to the ward. Elena looked around to see every nurse eyeing him. An urge coursed through her to tell them that he was hers. But was he anymore. The last time she saw him, he was making out with his ex.
"We're here." His voice rang out. She looked over to the incubator where their daughter laid. She saw the nametag, where it was written 'Baby Blue-Eyed Angel'.
"I like the name." She said, as she was going to name her after something like that.
"Well I didn't want to give her a name as you were the one who carried her for 8 months." There was some sort of sadness laced with it. Did he really want to be with her all this time? She was so lost that she didn't notice Damon picking up the baby girl.
Elena looked up and immediately tears were threatening to spill as she saw how his face lit up the moment he saw their baby. The way he cradled her in his arms. The way she snuggled closer to him. These little things were rubbing the guilt of taking herself and their daughter away from him. But at that moment she acted upon what she saw. At that moment all she understood was that he took comfort in the arms of his ex, after learning that she was pregnant. Which equally meant he wasn't ready. But now it looked like he was always ready to be a father. Fatherhood seemed so natural to him.
"Hey little angel, say hello to mommy." He lowered their baby to her lap. Elena readily reached for her. She took her on her lap and was immediately falling hard for the beautiful creature they created. Elena gasped when the angel slowly opened her eyes to reveal the same blue eyes of her father.
"You're right, she's beautiful." She leaned to kiss her forehead.
"I see Mommy's okay now." A nurse approached them with a warm smile. "So are you ready to name her, Mrs Salvatore?" Damon was about to object, and say that they weren't married. But Damon was stopped when Elena said their daughter's name.
"Sarah Bell 'Angelo Salvatore." Elena said in a mere whisper.
"Hope you don't mind me asking but, what does Bell 'Angelo mean?" The nurse asked while writing it down.
"It means beautiful angel." Damon said still looking down at Elena. He cannot believe that she gave their daughter his surname. A part of him was ecstatic. However he was having a feeling that she may have given their daughter his surname because he was standing right here. "Elena, you do not have to give her my surname if you don't want to." He said looking down on her and their daughter.
"I want to Damon. I always wanted my child to get their father's surname." Damon had to resist the urge of leaning down and kiss her until she cannot breath.
But Damon somehow couldn't hold back the urge to ask this question. "Elena did you write me a letter when you left?" he asked. He did not want to look at her, afraid of what he'll see in her eyes.
"No I didn't. But I guess I should have at least talked to you before leaving and making this step. Everything would've been different." Her body was shaking with guilt. He could feel it but he was relieved that she didn't do the thing, which made him angry the most. But if she didn't do it then who did? Somebody was hell bent on making them part their ways. Who could do that? Just like Vicki said, there was more to the story. "Damon." He looked back down into her eyes to see it was flooded with tears. He went down on is knees in front of her.
He wiped away the tears that were escaping and ever so softly kissed her forehead. "It's okay. Not now remember." He said looking deep inside her eyes.
Damon was about to pull back but Elena's hand grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him for a chaste kiss. It was still there. The fireworks. Even after everything, their touch and kiss had the power to ignite fire inside them. The kiss was soft, but yet so passionate. Elena pulled back softly and looked in his eyes.
"I had really crappy 8 months. I think I needed it," she said smiling.
"I guess I needed it too." He smirked and then looked down at Sarah. He softly kissed her forehead.
At least, at this moment they can forget everything that was yet to be filled. Damon can forget about the fact that he still didn't know why she left him. And Elena still needed to know the entire story of that night. She needed to know what came over him that out of everyone he had to go back to Katherine. The women he swore to hate. And most of all Damon had to find the person who wanted to take him away from his family, and was almost successful.
There you have it. I guess I'm kind of scared of writing their quarrel. Also Elena just woke up and it is the first time they saw each other after 8 months. I planned on jumping on the argument, but I thought it would be better to start things gently and give them a moment of lightness after the feeling of loneliness and agony. And once they think they are ready to what the other person has to say, they'll clear it out. Which is soon probably, because I'm going to start the argument next chapter.
The song used for title is 'Clarity' by Zedd.