Elena's eyes fluttered open at the sound of AC kicking on. She turned over on her side and stretched out legs out, yawning. She laid her head back on the pillow and turned her gaze to the side, only to be met with a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at her.
She couldn't help but smile and scoot even closer to him. "Morning." she sighed, pushing her hand underneath the pillow.
"Morning." Matt chirped, happily, smiling like a lovesick teenager.
Her smile only continued to grow the longer she continued staring at him and lent forward to kiss him when the door was suddenly flung open and a small body hopped on the bed. The couple pulled away like they had been burned and Elena's cheeks flushed at what she was about to do moments before Emily emerged into the room.
"Hey, baby." Elena cooed, pulling the white sheet tighter around her body. She was only dressed in her bra and panties and she definitely didn't need her daughter asking questions or seeing her mother anywhere close to naked.
After she had cried herself to sleep in Matt's arms, she woke in the middle of the night, her body overheated so she stripped down to her underwear before crawling back into bed, her cheeks still stained from the pain she cried out the night before.
"Hi, mommy!" Emily called out happily, smiling and raised her head up high before turning to the man next to her mother. "Hi, Matt." she said in a softer tone, giving the man a light smile.
Even after years of spending days in and out with him, Elena didn't think Emily would ever get over her daughter's shyness around the man she's known all of her life. She didn't know what happened sometimes, Emily would just turn into a kid again in contrast to where she was speaking like an adult with any one else. Elena didn't think it was because Emily had some sort of a crush on her boyfriend but she figured it was just typical child behavior. She didn't know what it was. Whenever Emily got quiet around Matt, she would look up at him, a look of question on her face but she would never speak up and voice the questions she wanted to ask.
"Hey, sweetie." Matt replied, smiling at the child.
Emily turned back to her mother, the same look of question on her face and took a deep breath.
"Is Matt my daddy?"
Elena could feel Matt freeze next to her and she bit back a gasp at Emily's question. She should have known this day would come. Of course, Emily had always called Matt by his first name because she picked it up from her mother. But, she never once called him daddy. It was like she already knew.
Matt looked over at Elena, his eyes wide, asking her for the correct response. Elena just smiled at him and nodded, giving him permission to say what they had discussed for weeks.
"Yes, I am."
The morning was as old as the coffee on her desk. She tapped its murky surface to break the thickening skin and watched the new gap grow. The frigid brown drink dripped from her finger, the ripples spreading toward the rim in ever larger circles. She knew she's spoilt, so used to the finest beans, always freshly brewed and served with half-and-half. She still craved a subtle undertone of hazelnut and her cup to be a festive color with cardboard around it to protect her fingers from the heat.
She was snapped out of her day dream when the phone run and she picked it up in an instant without looking at who was calling.
"Elena Gilbert, personal assistant to Mason Lockwood." she chirped, happily.
"Elena, would you come to my office for a minute?" Mason asked, making Elena's smile slid right off of her face.
What starts as a contortion of her stomach becomes a feeling of being smothered by an invisible hand. She fought the feeling as her body writhes to be free or shut down entirely.
She didn't know why she was so terrified but with Damon around, anything was possible.
"Of course. I'll be right there."
All she got in return was silence and then he hung up the phone, only pushing her fear further out.
She stood up from her office chair, trying to calm her shaking legs. She sighed and shook her head at herself. Damon's presence was causing too much stress and fear. He wasn't even here and she was terrified of walking around at her job. She licked her lips, silencing her fears before walking into her boss's office.
"What's up?" she asked, rubbing her sweaty hands together in anticipation.
Mason looked up from his desk and the papers on it when he heard her voice. He smiled and pointed to the chair in front of his desk.
"Elena, sit. Please."
She nodded, walking across the floor and sitting in the leather chair. She crossed her legs and clasped her hands in front of her knees, waiting for him to speak.
"You know the annual ball for my company is tomorrow right?" he asked, his eyebrows raised.
"Yes. What about it?"
"I know usually I don't ask you to come because it's not really for assistants or people that aren't CEO's or business people. Or, even that have other companies. I hope you're not too mad about that. I just saw no reason for you to go. It's nothing with disrespect. It would most likely only bore you if you were too come so I was just saving your time. But, now, I do need you to come. It's extremely busy for us right now and I can't do everything at once tomorrow. Especially with all the documents and papers or contracts and I know that you have those perfectly stored and filed so you would be the right person to bring. And, you know that I get stressed out easily, despite being the CEO. I do need you there though. I hope it won't be too much of an inconvenience for you. But, since it's not required to come when you applied for the job, I'll pay you extra for coming. I just need some help tomorrow. You can even bring Matt and your little girl with you to keep you occupied. I won't need all night but for important files, contracts and documents I'll just need you to run and get for me."
Elena nodded. "It's fine. I get it. It's no problem to come tomorrow."
"Are you ready, babe?"
Elena nodded, looking over herself once more in the mirror.
The creamy sheets of the silk dress slipped onto her shoulders, long and loose peppering her body with soft, sensual kisses. Like a lover, it seduced the senses and conveyed with utmost skill the art of pleasing. In Elena's ears were large silver hoops, skinny at the tops and widening toward the base. As her head moved they did too, drawing attention to her long, toned neck. Makeup was minimal, reserved to a sweep of mascara. She didn't bother with foundation of any sort. Her skin was already the perfect color and just as she always believed, she didn't need any to accent her beautiful features. She had curled her dark locks, that always danced in between a black and brown, so that they hung in more waves than curls that could sit behind her shoulders.
She smiled, her fear whisked away like a bunch of fruit-flies caught in a heavy gust of wind. Excitement rushed through her veins at the night to come. For the first time in a long time, she saw happiness radiating in her chocolate orbs. Despite everything she's been going through and her haunting memories, she still persisted to smile and be the one thing that brightened up even the saddest of days.
"Yep. I'm ready. Are you and Emily?" Elena smiled.
Matt raised an eyebrow. "Elena, you just checked on Emily five minutes ago. She's ready."
The brunette chuckled, tucking her brown curls behind her ear as her cheeks flushed. "I know but Emily likes to destroy things. You know that. I would be shocked to see if she had already messed up her hair."
"Go find out for yourself." He smiled, a glint in his eyes. He knew something.
"Fine. I will." She said, sticking up her chin in the air, still smiling. She walked out of the room and to Emily's, hearing the child singing with the music playing on the radio.
She pushed open the door and gasped when her eyes landed on the sight of her daughter.
Emily was smiling, a smile that brings back a million memories in a split second to Elena's mind. Her precious dimples she was blessed with was showing brightly as her lips curved upwards at Elena. Her tiny body was covered in a dark blue sundress, the bottom fluffing out with each step she took. Her raven hair was in small curls, pushed behind her shoulder.
"You look so beautiful, baby? How did I get so lucky to have such an angel?" Elena asked, teary eyed. How the years have flown since that day in the hospital when she finally was able to meet her beautiful bundle of joy.
Newborn cries fill the room and the Elena bursts into tears of relief and joy, the pain she was feeling only seconds ago gone. She turns his glossy eyes to her midwife and in a voice that's almost broken she tells herself they she has a beautiful daughter. Through her exhaustion she smiles, and she lets her eyes leave the nurses face to take in the baby that is being brought to like on her bare skin. In that moment she begins to cry the sweetest tears she's ever known, all the pain of moments before melting away. She's only minutes old and her tiny girl begins to root, mouth wide, her instincts strong.
Her newborn baby smile was as sweet as a summer strawberry and filled Elena with a sunshine she never knew existed in the world. The color blue of her eyes she had never seen before. They are so mesmerizing that it is as if they looked deep into her soul. She could not take her eyes off of them. A small dark patch of black hair was coming out of her roots, making Elena's smile widen. She had a head full of hair being born.
"Hi, my beautiful angel. I'm your mommy." Elena whispered, slightly rocking the newborn in her arms, hoping she would keep her eyes open.
When she didn't respond, Elena called her name. "Emily."
Emily linked and titled her head at the sound of a voice. When she saw Elena's eyes, she stared at them, her mouth slightly parted, still new to all the light around her.
"Emily Marie Salvatore..."
"Mommy, don't cry." Emily pleaded, sticking out her bottom lip at her mother.
Elena wiped at her eyes lightly, hoping she wouldn't screw up her makeup and sighed, licking her lips. She bent down in her dress and cupped Emily's face.
"I can't help it. You're so beautiful. You're growing up too fast for me."
Emily smiled. "Well, I promise that I'll stay like this for as long as I can."
Elena chuckled, still holding back tears and kissed Emily's forehead. "Are you ready to leave, baby?"
Emily nodded and her smile grew bigger when she saw Matt in the doorway, leaning against the wood.
"Time to go."
AN: Cliffhanger. I couldn't help it. Sorry. Next chapter will be Emily, Matt, Elena and Damon at the ball. What could go wrong? How will Damon throw this in Elena's face? What do you think he's going to do? I can't wait to hear your thoughts! Sorry this has taken so long. For some reason this chapter has been a monster to get out but I've got my inspiration back so the next chapter shouldn't be too long. I want it out by at least tomorrow or Tuesday since I have those days off from school. And, Its been too long since I've updated this and I want to finish it too because I know after a while I will get bored and not finish it so I'm going to finish this soon. (What I'm planning)
To see Emily's dress, go to Google and search; a blue child's sundress and the first dress that pops up, is Emily's dress and her hair.
Dove; Calm down! Trust me, I know it's been a while but I can't force it and plus when I force it, it doesn't be come fun anymore and that's why I write ff. The next chapter won't be as long as a wait! I'm happy you like the story so much that you want me to update so bad... how do you like I gave you a cliffhanger? ; )
Tell me what you thought? Next chapter will be out soon, promise. Love you all! Bye.