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Chapter 14 (Day 14-Day 17)
Jenna is busy doing the dishes while her boyfriend grading his students' papers in the den. As soon as she is done, she flops down the couch next to him, handing him a glass of red wine.
"Did you know that Damon's been feeding off of people in Mystic Falls?"
"What?" Alaric asks, alarmed, knowing fully that if people found out would be trouble.
"Elena asked me earlier if I'm having flashes of memories regarding a feeding vampire. Apparently Rebekah, Elena's best friend, been having one and I'm pretty sure it's Damon," she sighs, "Should we do something?"
Alaric stops what he's been doing, leaning against his seat, "I think him feeding will be a problem if people find out. But I found a freezer full of blood bags a couple of days ago in the basement and I think what he did is just a one-time thing. But we still need to be on the lookout."
"Elena's been avoiding Damon," Jenna tells him.
"So that's why he's been moping around the house. Not even bother to get out for even five minutes." Alaric says, "Where is she, by the way?" he cranes his neck, looking for the high school girl.
"She's out, most likely to confront Damon. That's just who she is, putting other people first. I think she's mad at him for feeding from her friend, or she's mad because he didn't tell her. Or maybe she's just jealous."
"Jealous?" Alaric raises an eyebrow, turning to face his girlfriend.
"Yeah, maybe she thinks Damon feeding from other girls is quiet personal or something. Or, I don't know, maybe I'm just hoping too much that our plan's going to work," she sighs, putting her head on top of his shoulder.
He kisses the top of her head, "It's been two weeks," he remarks.
"I know. They've got two more weeks."
"It's gonna work," Alaric assures Jenna.
"Your optimism sometimes annoying, you know. Makes me hope too much."
"We can only hope, babe… the rest is up to them."
"You feed from my friend."
Damon, standing with only a pair of dark washed jeans that hung too low, gaps like a fish out of water.
"Tell me I'm wrong," she challenges him, fire evident in her eyes.
He sighs, takes a step back to let her come in. She's hesitates at first, but after one second crosses the threshold and closes the door.
"Answer me, Damon." Her voice full of venom.
He sighs; half embarrassed half guilty, "I did. But I'm not anymore."
She closes her eyes; her fear has come true, "Why? Why her? Why here, in Mystic Falls, where a lot of people most likely will notice because of their history with supernatural hundreds years ago?"
"I didn't know she's your friend, okay? I fed from her a couple of days after I was back, then the last time was when we were fighting."
She widens her eyes, "Twice?! You fed from her twice?"
Damon's flinched at her shrieking, "You don't know?"
"She just told me that she's been having some flashes of you feeding from her," she hisses, "I didn't know you were feeding from her twice. God, Damon!"
Elena paces back and forth with her hand on her forehead trying to calm herself down.
"I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know—"
"You didn't know the first time, but what about the second time, huh?"
He steps forward, notices that she steps backward with her eyes showing a hint of fear of him. God, what an idiot I was!
He raises both of his hands up in surrender, "I am sorry. I was pissed at you, I was hungry, and I tasted her blood before, so I just did it."
Elena takes a deep breath, trying to calm down and suppressing her panic, "What if she knows? What if she babbles to other people? What if the town council stakes you in your sleep? I learned about 1800, okay? Where the council hunted down every single vampire in town and burned them alive!"
Damon blinks once. Twice. Three times. "That's what you get so worked up? You're afraid that if anybody finds out that they would kill me?" he asks. "You're worried about me?" he whispers below his breath making Elena barely hear.
"Yes. And no, I also pretty pissed at you for feeding off of my friend. You betrayed my trust. I trust you not to hurt me and the people that I care about."
"So, you're worried about me?" he lets out a sigh, his lips form a lopsided smile.
"That's what you're focus on?" she asks exasperatedly.
He clears his throat, "Okay, I'm sorry, I won't feed from people anymore. I've got blood bags downstairs any—"
"You stole blood bags from hospital?" she screeches.
"You'd rather I feed off from people?" he asks pointedly.
"No," she mumbles.
"And about Rebekah, I'll just compel her again tomorrow; maybe the compulsion would be stronger this time since I've feed regularly now."
Her eyes narrow at him. "Promise me you are not going to feed from people again. It's too risky."
He grins, "So you care about me?"
"Shut up. I gotta go now, I just wanna make sure you don't do anything stupid again."
"Wait," he grabs her arm softly, "You've been avoiding me."
"Nice observation," she says sarcastically.
"And now you wanna leave again?"
"You need to be punished."
"I'd take any kind of punishments except this one," he smirks. "You know I have a bed here."
"Gross."
He laughs freely, earning a little smile from Elena making his heart now full of hope and it feels lighter, "But, we good, right?"
"Ask me again tomorrow."
"So, I invited Alaric again for breakfast, that's okay, right?"
"For the last time, it is your house, do what you want."
Elena goes to pour orange juice from the carton, while Jenna flips pancakes, "This is a home to me as much as it is a home to you, you know that"
She sighs, sitting down at one of the stools, "I know. Yes, I'm okay with him here. He's nice to you, and a good teacher to me."
"He's you're teacher?"
"He once filled in for Mr. Tanner when he was sick. But Alaric is teaching juniors mostly."
They fall into silent, focusing on their respective tasks. Elena with her twiddling thumbs and Jenna with her pancakes flipping and stacking.
"Oh, he also gonna bring Damon. You remember Damon, right?"
She tenses but covers it up with a smile, "Yeah."
"So, what do you want for your graduation present?"
"I don't need anything. I've got money for books, clothes, and basically everything from mom and dad."
"Oh come on, you're going to NYU. The least I can do is buying you a new laptop."
A few days ago, letters of acceptance from universities that he has applied to. She is accepted in UCLA, Duke and NYU, but ultimately has chosen NYU as her source of higher education.
"You know I still worry about you living here alone," Elena says, "You let your life and job go when you had to take me in and now I'm leaving you."
"Oh, honey," Jenna turns off the stove, bringing stacks of pancakes on the dining table and goes to where Elena is sitting and put her hands on her shoulders, "You don't have to worry about me, okay? I gave up all those things to take care of my only niece, it's okay. Besides, I may have asked Ric to move in here with me," she blushes.
"Wow, Aunt Jenna, and here I am thinking you can't afford to fend for yourself. Congrats on wearing the pants in the relationship or whatever," she smirks happily, hugging her aunt.
"Yeah, and he has agreed," Jenna smile grows bigger as she let go of Elena and sits in front of her.
"Is marriage gonna be in your card?"
"I don't know," Jenna confesses sheepily, "But I think so, I mean, we've been dating for almost a year now and I don't know who else going to make me happy besides him. Well, you make me happy, but I can't exactly marry you."
Elena laughs, "I just hope for the best for you."
"Thanks, kiddo. You know I love you."
The bell rings when Elena wants to answer, a second later both men, Jenna's and Elena's, hopefully, stride into the kitchen, interrupting the women's mushy moment.
"Hey, guys," Alaric waves, walking to Jenna to kiss her cheek.
Damon, with his eyes only focused on his soul mate, walks straight in front of Elena and smirks. "Good morning."
Elena flushes, "Morning." She gets up from her stool then goes to sit in one of the dining chairs, "Can we eat now? I'm hungry."
"Well, you heard the princess of the castle," Jenna rolls her eyes.
Soon, Damon picks to sit beside Elena, Jenna in front of Damon and Alaric is beside her. They keep silent as they devoured pancakes with maple syrups. More than once Elena feels from the corner of her eyes that Damon closely watching her, but she ignores him. Their legs are touching, making Elena hard to ignore him, resulted in she clears her throat more than twice.
"Stop it," Elena whispers lowly.
"Stop what?" Damon leans in to her ear.
Unconsciously, Elena leans back to him, "Stop touching my leg."
Unbeknownst to them, Jenna and Alaric watching them with a big grin on their faces.
Elena: I have to make an essay about Belgium in 1800. Could you help me?
Damon: What's in it for me?
Elena types "you get to spend time with me", then deletes it because she thinks it's too confident. She then writes "I'll forgive you", then wipes it off the screen because messing with Damon is just so fun and she doesn't want it to stop yet. She finally types "I'll make you lunch" and sends it because it seems not too desperate and embarrassing.
Elena doesn't need help in writing her history essay, to be honest. Moreover, her history would probably get A because of her perfect attendance and she's always on time in submitting her assignments. The essay is only for students who would need extra credits, Mr. Tanner says. She doesn't need one but she sure as hell wants to spend the Sunday with Damon.
The truth is she has already forgiven Damon. Her anger was a spur of the moment thing because he drank from Rebekah. Of all more than a thousand people in Mystic Falls, why did he have to feed from a girl? And that girl happens to be her best friend. She refuses to think about the word 'jealous', because she was not. At least that's what she wanted to believe. Damon has made her life, and possibly her heart, upside down. He has gotten under her skin, and no matter what she does, she can't shake him. Not that she wants to, because she has gotten used to Damon being around.
The second factor as to why she was so mad at him is because he seems have no regard whatsoever toward is life. How could he be so careless? The time when Damon came about two weeks ago, Elena decided to read some history books of Mystic Falls. It turns out that Mystic Falls had had a bit of problem with vampires before, around the time when Damon was alive. Who could guarantee that he would be safe and be spared when people found out about what he is?
Damon: Deal. Be there in 5.
She smiles, locking her phone off. Jenna is out with Alaric, which apparently is taking her to see a movie in Atlanta and won't be home until tomorrow. Elena runs downstairs and goes to the kitchen. She grabs boneless chicken breasts that Jenna has cooked the day before from the fridge and begins to make sandwiches.
"Hi, there."
Damon is leaning on the counter next to her, "If you scare me once more, I'll cut your balls off."
"Ooh, scary," Damon teases, his smirk getting wider. "What you making?"
"Chicken sandwich. I promised you lunch."
"Elena," he whines. "I can get sandwich from The Grill or any other café in town. Let me handle lunch."
She pouts slightly, "I'm halfway done."
"Put them in the fridge," he says as he searches for some ingredients for pepperoni pizza, "I'm making pizza."
She rolls her eyes, "It better be good."
"Please, I do everything perfectly. It'll blow your mind. You go do your homework; you can ask me as I cook this."
Elena does as she told, but never once she asks Damon about her assignment. He fills her in that he has compelled Rebekah again earlier, making her sigh a breath of relief.
"I'm done."
He turns his head from the oven, "You're done? You don't even need me to help you."
"I actually roped you here to make me lunch," she stuck her tongue out at him.
He mumbles about being tricked into being her personal cook.
As soon as the pizza is done, Damon brings it to the den as Elena turns on the TV. It showing Hannah Montana reruns but they both don't really care as they happily eat the pizza that Damon makes.
"Told you it'd be perfect," Damon says proudly when he sees Elena's poor attempt to gag.
"Yeah, yeah, it's a good thing you can cook, 'cause I can't. You'll do the cooking from now on."
His heart full of hopefulness as he keeps Elena's words in his head, "That's fine by me."
"So," Elena starts, biting down on her pizza slice, "Tomorrow is the first day of finals; you may think I'm too unprepared but I got it. I'm smart," she smirks, "And I'm going to NYU this fall."
His eyebrow raised in surprise, "Congratulations, then. You deserve it, 'Lena."
Her heart skips a beat when he says her name. He looks so soft and genuinely happy for her. "Thanks. Anyway, what would you do?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, obviously I haven't find a way to poof you back to wherever you were before, so what would you be doing when I'm gone to New York?"
His face falls, but Elena notices. He's good at covering his emotions because in a matter of second, his grin is back on his handsome face, "I may follow you to New York."
"You'll be attending as student as well?" she asks stupidly.
He scoffs. "If I was still here by the time you leave, I'd follow you to new York, but not as student. I have degrees—"
"What do you mean by 'if I was still here'?" Elena frowns. Does he going to go away soon?
"Don't mind your pretty little head," he says softly, ruffling her hair earning her glare, "I just think that maybe by that time, you'd find a way to poof me back."
She blinks. Does she really want him to go away?
Damon is leaning against his blue Camaro waiting for his soul mate to appear in the sea of students. This morning, he has had picked her up and told her that he would also be the one who get her home.
"Hi, Damon!"
Caroline, the blonde cheerleader, confidently crosses the parking lot to where he is standing.
"Ugh, what do you want?"
She frowns a little, but hides it with a smile on her face. Accompanied by her cronies, he spots Nadia in her left, making him standing up straighter.
Seeing Nadia makes him miss his baby brother.
"Are you picking up the ugl—Elena?"
He narrows his eyes dangerously, "Yes, I am picking up my beautiful girlfriend."
Elena herself, walking casually toward Damon's car but hasn't seen the owner. As soon as she sees him, standing up talking to the bane of her existence, she stops. She feels so many different things just by looking at her, but fear is kind of dominating her. She watches them from a few feet away; Damon seems to haven't noticed her yet. When she sees Caroline putting her hand on his arm, she sees red. She marches toward where Damon, Caroline and her gang are standing, forcefully slapping the blonde's hand away from his arm and kisses Damon.
Well, it's only a kiss on the cheek, but it lingers.
"Hi, handsome, have you waited long?" she asks sweetly, fluttering her long lashes as she looking up at Damon's bright baby blues.
Damon smirks, knowing exactly what she wants him to do. "No, just got here ten minutes ago. How was first day of finals, babe?"
"Went fine. I missed you, though." She pouts, making her lower lips jutted out and he barely can stand without kissing her.
Before he knows it, he leans forward, giving her a second to decline him, but he sees the same desire in her eyes, then put his lips on hers softly. Her lips are perfect for him. They are soft yet it dominates him. He feels her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as he licks her lower lips, asking for an entrance which she gladly obliges. His hands itself wind around her slim waist and soon start caressing her back. The world around them disappears; they do not care if there was a bomb goes off as long as their lips pressing against each other.
"Uh, hello!" Caroline stomps her feet.
After a few more kisses, Damon lets go of her lips and notices the blush on Elena's cheeks making him want more than just a kiss from her. His hands keep holding her waist as he turns to the cheerleader, "What?"
"You cannot just make out in front of the school, we have rules."
"Then get out of my way so I can make out with my girl more out of the school," Damon smirks, taking Elena's hand in him.
They finally kiss! I can't even begin to tell you how long I've waited to write the scene whee they kiss. Elena also getting her walls slowly coming down, but is she going to realize her feelings for him before he dissapears? Only time would tell. Also, have you had any idea about Jenna and Alaric's plan from the beginning? And what it all has to do with them?
Well, leave a review then! Let me know what you think.
Have a nice weekend!