Hey readers. I know we're all rooting for the couples to figure each other out and I'm going to make them do that. I just realized how fucking slow I am. If I finish this story sooner more people will come and actually read it. I mean who likes unfinished stories. So usually the readers come and see if the story is finished. When they see it's not, they just leave. Any way I'll try to finish it with like 35 chapters… Cause I think the plot is getting too dragged on. Plus I'll write the new story, which is actually the continuation of the one-shot on December, if that story gets two more reviews telling me to write a story on that one-shot. If you haven't checked it out, DO IT. (It currently has 15 reviews but one of the reviews told me that it is beautiful as a one-shot so that doesn't count. But I do appreciate his or her opinion.)
Anyway let's just dive into it.
A glass of bourbon in his hand, blue eyes carrying the specs of orange coming from the fire and a solemn look on his face. That was the scene presented to Stefan when he entered the boarding house.
"Caroline's not with you?" Damon asked still looking at the fireplace.
"Um…she decided to stay over at Elena's." Stefan said nervously. He didn't know what happened between them even after everything was out in the front. He also didn't know how to comfort this Damon. So he stayed away for the past 8 months. But can he let his brother be like this while he was happy with another person.
"Well that's good." He said nonchalantly, trying to pretend that her name didn't affect him in anyway.
He got up and made his way up the stairs where his old bedroom was once. After the house got burned down, he decided to rebuild it, still keeping the same style as it was before and made his old bedroom and Stefan's old bedroom bigger. Though he never got to stay here as he was in New York. This was the first time he got to see the work along with Stefan. He had to say; the interior architects did one hell of a job.
As he was about to go upstairs, Stefan blocked his way. He looked at him questioningly. "Are you okay?" Stefan asked.
"Peachy." Damon answered and made his way upstairs.
"Damon, wait! There's no need to keep pretending in front of me." Stefan called out.
Damon stopped and turned to look at his brother. "I'm not pretending anything, Stefan."
"Yes, you are. Just like you were pretending all this days." Damon tried to control his emotions as Stefan continued uttering everything he saw. "You are pretending like this doesn't effect you and cover everything by being so nonchalant, sarcastic and poker. But I know that the moment you close the door of your bedroom you breakdown. You think no one's there when you cry, you scream and you sing… But I do. I hear everything. Every word you sing about her. She made you start singing again." Stefan finished with a sigh.
Damon looked hard at Stefan's eyes, before sprinting towards his room and shutting the door with a loud bang.
It was midnight, but still Damon couldn't close his eyes. He sat on the chair, looking up in the sky, moon and the stars. They reminded him of the first night they made love in the lake house. He had a notepad in his hand where he wrote the song Stefan was talking about. He then started singing without any music, like he did for so long.
(Verse 1)
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away…
I want you back
I want you back
My neighbors think I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I have
You're all I have
(Pre-chorus)
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself…
(Chorus)
Talking to the moon…
Trying to get to you…
In hopes you're on the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool…
Who sits alone?
Talking to the moon…
(Verse 2)
I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say I've gone mad
Yeah, I've gone mad
But they don't know what I know
Cause when the sun goes down someone's talking back
Yeah, she's talking back, oh
(Pre-chorus)
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself…
(Chorus)
Talking to the moon…
Trying to get to you…
In hopes you're on the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool…
Who sits alone?
Talking to the moon…
(Bridge)
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Do you ever hear me calling?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Cause every night, I'm talking to the moon…
(Chorus)
Still trying to get to you…
In hopes you're on the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool…
Who sits alone?
Talking to the moon…
(Outro)
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away…
Stefan was truly exhausted. He never felt this helpless when it came to his brother. Truthfully he was a little pissed at Elena for being like this with him. But he knew that maybe there's something that's stopping her. Hopefully Caroline would be able to do something. Speaking of…
"Hey you." Stefan called his beautiful girlfriend.
"Hey you." Caroline replied.
"I miss you already. I kind of feel like I'm in a morgue."
"Oh yeah. That scary?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's still a big ass mansion. And now my room is also bigger and differently furnished than it was before. Thanks to Damon." He sighed.
"Well how is Mr. Telenovela doing?" she asked.
"Not quite peachy."
"I could say the same about Elena." she sighed.
"What's wrong with them?" He asked exasperatedly.
"They're both idiots. That's what's wrong. They need to talk to each other about what they want without any filters." She screeched.
"Yeah I feel like we should lock them up." He cried out. All of a sudden there was a pregnant pause on the other side. "Hello? Caroline?"
"Stefan Salvatore, you are the most intelligent man alive."
"Um…why?" He asked, not quite sure what was going through her head.
"How would you feel about us, Vicki, Matt and maybe Klaus going to the grill for brunch? Except for Damon and Elena." Then it clicked on his head. Oh god, it's a bad idea…
"I thought we were about to go to the Grill?" Elena asked when she saw her best friend taking the car to a different route.
"We are but I need to pick up Stefan." Caroline said looking in front of her trying not to forget the direction Stefan gave.
"So… is Damon going to be there?" She asked nervously. She woke up in the morning with puffy eyes and red nose. She cried all night in her room with Sarah soundlessly sleeping. Why did she have to be this complicated? It was her own fault she couldn't tell him what she wanted. Now Damon doesn't want to see her face. He had already been through so much and she had to add herself in it.
"I don't know." Caroline simply replied. She had already set the plan but kind of felt afraid that it will go downhill. But it was worth a try.
"Well he did say he doesn't want to see my face." Elena said bitterly before she looked towards the muddy road. The words he said stung her really bad. Although yesterday she blamed herself but this morning she was angry with him for not understanding her and every time just twisting it to the wrong way instead of fighting for her. Now I feel like a drama queen. She thought. She really hoped that she doesn't have to see him with those burning eyes.
"We're here!" Caroline said cheerfully obviously excited to see her boyfriend. Elena looked over to see the beautiful lawn and a huge mansion. Although she was curious to see what was inside the mansion, but at the same time didn't want to go inside.
"You go. I'm going to wait in the car." Oh no. Caroline thought as soon as Elena suggested it.
"No! You need to come." Elena looked at her with the 'what the fuck is wrong with you look.' "I mean Sarah's going to come here right. So don't you think you should see her nursery first." She stumbled over her words.
"O…okay." Elena said. He already made her nursery. The undesirable warmth made it's way again.
On the first ring Stefan opened the door with a very heart warming smile and his eyes twinkled even more when he saw his girlfriend. She jumped in his arms. Elena looked away at the sight and had a tight smile on her face. She wanted to be happy, but she couldn't. It was safe to say that she was jealous.
In the moment Caroline whispered in Stefan's ears. "Where's Damon?"
"Preparing Sarah's bathroom." He whispered back.
"Perfect." Then she pulled back.
Stefan looked at Elena, "Hi Elena. Come in.'' He gestured them to come in to the big living room which was filled with antique and historical items.
"So Elena wanted to see the house." Caroline said when they were in the living room. Elena raised an eyebrow at Caroline. She was acting very weird since the morning.
"Oh yeah, Damon prepared Sarah's nursery it is the second room upstairs." That caught her attention. This things Damon does, just makes her heart beat so fast. Her eyes twinkled up in excitement.
"Oh yeah, you should totally go check that out." Caroline said clapping.
Elena was about to go, but she stopped when the others didn't make a move. "You guys aren't coming." She asked.
"No, we have to check something before we go. You go and see it for yourself." Caroline practically pushed her up the stairs.
Elena slowly climbed up the antique yet new staircase and saw the massive hallway. She was feeling nervous because any second Damon can pop in front of her. She was about to go back down, but a soft lavender glow stopped her. She realized that it was from the second room down the hallway. She went up to the door and slowly pushed it open. The room mesmerized her. It was filled with stuffed animals and a bookshelf with childhood stories and lullaby. But what caught her attention is the beautiful crib near the window. She was so lost in that little room that she didn't hear that there was someone in the bathroom, nor did she heard the door being locked subtly.
It was in the moment where she was smiling and moving the princess like crib she heard a voice that made her jump. "What are you doing here?"
She gasped and looked around to see those icy blue looking back at her.
Again a fucking late update for you guys. The next chapter will probably be late as well. But I can tell that it'll be so much fun to write. I was kind of stuck with how to get them together, so it may seem a bit rushed.
The song Damon sang is Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars. It's a really beautiful and emotive song. The title is named after the same song.