It's time to feel the rush, to push the dangerous I'm gonna run back to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall in love.. I'm on the edge of glory, and I'm haning on a moment of truth, I'm on the edge of glory
I'm on the edge with you
Somehow, Elijah managed to stay for lunch. Mostly because the food was almost ready and because he happened to be there, Elena invited him to join them. She really didn't feel like kicking him out, even if she should have probably done it.
Caroline just seemed confused at the intrusion of this stranger, since Elena seemed to feel uncomfortable around him too. After he tried to shoot some flirty looks and words at her, Elena casually took herself out of it.
She had sure gave him the wrong idea that night at the club, Elena thought. And now he was pushing her for more. He then switched to Katherine, who just seemed to return the flirt a little, too. After a while though, even Katherine began to feel annoyed and Elena could see it. That lunch had become so damn awkward.
After talking for a bit more, when they were finished, Elena accompanied him at the door.
"It's been nice to see you again." Elena said politely, really not sure about what to say.
"Yeah..for me too." He whispered as he kissed her, making sure that no one was watching them.
Elena had been totally caught off guard. She didn't expect this, even though she knew that he liked her. For the whole lunch she had just politely refused his advances, and she thought that he had probably understood it, but he clearly didn't.
She quickly backed off, which only caused him to tighten his grip and kiss her more harshly. When she mumbled something into his mouth and backed off for good, he got it. He had even bit her upper lip. Elena felt disgusted…Damon was right, this man only wanted one thing.
"I'm sorry but I think that-.." She began slightly pissed off, but he rudely interrumpted her.
"My offer is still there, think about it." He said once again, leaving and closing the door behind him.
"Hey, is everything okay?" She heard Katherine asking. "Caroline and I are washing the dishes. Care to join us?" She said heading to the kitchen again. Elena was still pissed at her sister, though.
"I thought that you stopped talking to me, unless it is for some bitchy and snarky comment." She said sarcastically.
Katherine stopped doing what she was doing, and sighed. "Look, Elena, I'm sorry. It's just that..I have so much going on through my mind right now.." She huffed in frustration. Elena stopped too and looked at her into the eyes, raising her eyebrows.
"That would be? Katherine, I don't understand. Bitching around, rambling on Stefan, and most of all flirting with some stranger! It's not you." Elena said exhasperated.
She caught the mixed feelings into her sister's eyes a second after. "You know what month it is Elena…now it's officially three years. I thought that it was going to be easier in time, but it's only worse. Every single year. Why?" Katherine said in almost a whisper, only then looking into her sister's eyes, and a tear that she quickly brushed off escaped from her eye.
Elena's eyes were now full of understanding and sorrow too. She was talking about their parents death anniversary. She immediatly took her sister into her arms, holding her tightly. Like Damon, Katherine was one of those people who were so damn sure that being arrogant and cold would keep pain away. But it only made it worse when you would finally let it in.
"I know Kath. I know." Elena kept saying, rubbing her back, fearing that she would tear up too at any moment. Despite of what people thought, anyway, in the end Elena was the strongest between the two.
Caroline glanced at them and understanding what was going on, she joined their hug. Giggles escaped from them as they were now all in a big hug.
"What do you think about a little tour of the city?" Elena quickly proposed, still in their hug. They both squealed in excitement and Elena laughed. "Okay, let's go get ready then." She then said, slapping playfully Caroline's ass who was running to get ready.
When she was about to move, Katherine took her arm. "I mean it, 'Lena. I'm sorry about what I said before. I just wanted to be mean because I just hate these damn days and I'm so fucked-up right now..but I didn't think it, I swear." She said firmly, regret into her eyes.
Elena just smiled softly and nodded at her. "It's okay, Kath. Let's not make such a big deal."
She nodded too, but then spoke again. "And about that Elijah guy..I don't like him. He had flirted with you and me for the whole damn launch, and he's clearly into you, I would say even a little bit obsessed. You know that he proposed me to work for him as a model? He had asked when you and Caroline went into the kitchen to grab some fruit. Ugh. I've obviously said no!" Katherine said, and warning slipped through her voice. Glad to know that her twin sensed it too, anyway.
"I know. Don't make him fool you if we happen to see him again. Not even if he propose you to work for Victoria's Secret or something. He can be charming and whatever you want, but something about him screams danger." Elena said serious and Katherine nodded.
"So why the hell did he even come at your house in the first place? I'm telling you Elena, keep his paws far from you!" She said. "Oh, hey, by the way your upper lip is bleeding." Katherine said inspecting her lips and shrugging, then heading for Elena's bedroom to change.
"I know.." Elena just muttered, touching her lip which still hurt a little.
After taking them out for all the goddamn day, Elena was exhausted.
Considering that this was just their first day, they had even done too much. Elena brought them at Times Square and then at Central Park, where they all ice-skated. She had really enjoyed her time off with them; it was good to have them around and she could see how much she missed them all.
They told her that Bonnie wanted to come, but Jeremy firmly disapproved. Bonnie was now at her third month of pregnancy and Jeremy was very protective of her. Elena felt proud of his brother, he had really grown up into a man. Thinking about pregnancy, though, reminded her that soon Damon was going to be a father too..and she felt that hole in her chest again. Why it had to happen with Rose? As far as she could say, she meant nothing to him, and knowing that she was going to be part of Damon's life forever made Elena burn. She quickly shrugged her depressing thoughts off – Damon loved her, and that was all that mattered. Which speaking of, he didn't text her or call her back as he had promised before leaving. Did he rethink something, maybe? Elena couldn't help but feel anxious. And she truly wanted to say what was going on between her and Damon to Katherine and Caroline, but she thought that it would have been somehow unfair towards him, if she didn't have his full approval.
They were now all in their pajamas, exhausted from their day. They all snuggled into Elena's bed, that was large enough for two people but could manage even three.
"Why do I have to be in the middle?" Katherine asked after ten minutes of silence. She seemed fully awake and this could only be bad, knowing Katherine. If she didn't get asleep after a while, she would have tortured you all night, Elena and Caroline knew it very well.
"Shut uuup!" Elena muttered half asleep, hearing a groan of approval from Caroline.
"No, I want to talk!" Katherine whined. "Besides, this bed has a man scent. Mmh...even goddamn delicious!" She then giggled.
At this, Elena had her full attention. Shit, she had forgot to change the sheets! She was glad that Katherine couldn't see her blush in the dark, because she definitely was. She tried to fake uncionsciouness but it failed when she felt Caroline adding herself to the conversation.
"Yep. Katherine's right..wanna talk about him, 'Lena?" She teased.
"Tomorrow?" Elena tried, faking sleepy voice. Jeez, she really didn't know what to say. Actually that was the perfect moment where she could indeed use her writer imagination, but in the end, she opted for the truth. Fuck this, she thought. Damon was the one who had knocked up someone and was on the verge of having a child, telling to her sister and her best friend about their affair, wasn't the end of the world.
"Fine..his name is Damon." She said smirking, wanting to tease them for a while. She didn't hear them talk at all for a few minutes.
"Wow, what a coincidence..and Damon isn't even a very common name!" Caroline said naively trying to break the silence.
"Oh well knowing her, she could as well have searched for a Damon on purpose.." Katherine muttered casually, receiving a kick in the leg from Elena.
Elena wanted to burst into laugh and tell them already, but she wanted to tease them a little more. They couldn't believe it when she would have told them..even if Caroline already knew half of the story, but she was way behind.
"Yeah..he's even a sex God. Those hands, that tongue, that huge and hard-" Elena said theatrically, before being interrupted with a 'ewww' from both Caroline and Katherine. She laughed at that.
"Well, how is he pshysically? Worst or better than the other Damon?" Katherine asked curiously. She was nosy, Elena knew that. Probably tomorrow she wanted to know all the details about sex and how she had met him..well, obviously before getting to know that it was her Damon that they were talking about.
Before she could finally tell them the truth, her phone vibrated.
It was a text from Damon and a grin appeared on her face when she read his name. Her heart started to actually beat faster than normal when he asked her to go down because he was pratically at her house.
She quickly rosed up from the bed. "I..uhm..I forgot to throw the garbage. I'll be back in a minute." Elena lied shortly.
"Jeez, Elena..at one in the morning?" Katherine mumbled.
"Yes. I think that I even need my daily walk, you know.." She kept lying, even if she wasn't very good at that.
"Yeah…always at one in the morning!" Katherine still argued shooking her head. She probably thought that she was crazy. Elena had noticed that Caroline had fallen asleep in the meantime.
"Sleep Kath." She quickly demanded, patting her lightly on the cheek, getting a sigh from her.
He sat there speechless and upset for almost an hour, inspecting his almost devastated house. Damon suddendly lightened up, thinking about something. This was actually the first day that he and Rose fighted and pratically broke things off for good, so her oh-so called friends didn't know anything yet..at least he hoped. He quickly dialed Andie's number.
"Hello?" She answered after a few seconds.
"Hey Andie, it's Damon." He said casually, trying to not sound nervous as he was. Before she could respond, he spoke again. "Listen, today Rose has a visit to the doctor and she asked me to pick her up. Since she's not answering, could you give me the doctor address? I've lost it." He lied.
She giggled like a two years old and Damon rolled his eyes. Jeez, and he had even slept with her. She was the stereotype of a brainless person.
She gave him the number and the address of the doctor, keeping him at the phone for a few minutes, spudorately flirting with him. He quickly cut her off because he wasn't interested in the first place – but he couldn't help but think at what kind of a friend she was to hit on her friends – supposed - boyfriends.
He took his car and immediatly drove there. He hoped that this doctor wasn't too busy and that she could receive him. He had never been there before, and to be honest he felt anxious just outside the building. What a situation.
"Excuse me, could I talk with Dr. Sullivan?" Damon asked politely at the secretary, once he arrived at the floor. Luckily she was almost at her lunch break, so Damon could be able to speak to her for a few minutes.
"Come on in." She said distracted, and a confused smile appeared on her face when she saw him.
"Damon Salvatore." He quickly presented himself, heading his hand at her. "I know that you're probably wondering what the hell I am doing here, but I need to talk to you. It's pretty important." He then said.
"Yeah, well, to be honest men just don't show up like that without their wives, I'm a gynecologist. Unless they are…transsexual?" She questioned timidly, yet she looked at him like he was one of the most beautiful creatures she had ever seen. Damon could only imagine in which kind of situations this woman would have found herself with her patients sometimes.
He widened his eyes in shock at her affirmation, though. He felt hurt in his pride…did he seem like a transsexual? "Uhm, definitely not." He answered trying to cover his sarcasm, but an equal smirk appeared on his face.
"Actually I'm here to talk about one of your patients, Rose Canning. She's my girlfriend and well, I don't know how to put this to you but..since how long she's been coming here?" He asked bluntly. First of all, he needed the confirm that she was indeed pregnant. Second, of how many weeks, and once known that he would have done the paterinity test.
"Okay..just one moment.." Dr. Sullivan said as she searched through her pile of papers. "Here," She then said picking one of the papers. "Rose has been coming to me since nine weeks. She's ten weeks pregnant..but I guess that you already knew that, so there's something specific you wanted to ask me?" She questioned still reading her paper.
That was actually enough for him. That was all he needed to hear. That psycho little whore, he thought. He ignored her question and continued.
"Are you sure ten weeks? Rose Canning? Green eyes, short hair, british accent..her?" He asked, still incredulous.
She gave him a strange look and then nodded. "Yeah her, but why.." She began, when Damon quickly rosed up. "Thank you. I have to go." He said, even though his mind was already disconnected.
He texted Rose asking her where she saw, and she replied that she was at Andie's place. Andie, brainy as she was, probably didn't tell Rose anything about their talk, since Rose seemed pretty calm now. Hell, now the one who wasn't calm at all was Damon, though.
He was there in fifteen minutes and started ringing repeatedly.
"I'm coming!" He heard Andie yelling annoyed.
When she opened, he didn't even bother to look at her because his attention was immediatly on Rose who was calmly eating her ice-cream at the living room table.
"You lying bitch." Damon muttered through clentched teeth, pointing his finger at her. She had to thank God that she was a woman, because either way he would have hit a viscid person like that to the point of death.
Panic was what filled her entire face now. "I don't know of what you're talking about." She lied.
"Don't play dumb with me, Rose. I know everything. Actually you have to thank your moron of a friend who helped me pretty much in all of this. And you know of what I'm talking about. Don't you dare playing fucking dumb with me." He whispered, placing his hands on the table and looking straight into her eyes. His eyes were cold and harsh, piercing blue eyes that were now more more similiar to cold ice, rather than his usual blue ocean. His face was almost without any emotion if it wasn't for his penetrating look.
Rose quickly backed off and rosed from the table, the panic still in her face. Now mixed with fear at Damon's reaction. He followed her like she was his prey, never leaving her eyes.
Damon noticed that Andie was no longer in the room, she had probably taken herself out ot it once she heard him mentioning her.
"Why? Just..why." He just demanded, still clentched teeth. He tried not to yell, because he would have lost it otherwise, he was furious. He actually felt his body shake in anger.
"Look Damon..I'm so sorry, okay? It's just that I found out that I was pregnant only a week before meeting you, and since we had sex after a few days I just thought…" She was unable to finish.
"You thought what? Let's ruin Damon's life, let's try to stuck him with me in this thing and make fun of him. You are sick, Rose, you are fucking sick for even thinking about something like that." He was now yelling.
"I…after Klaus and I broke up, I was devastated, especially when I found out that I was pregnant and that he couldn't give anything to his child because he's a layabout, an alcoholic who just thinks about sex and games. Then I met you, and I knew that you were Damon Salvatore, and that you were rich and important. So after we started dating..I fell for you..and I thought…that one or two weeks wouldn't make such a difference." Rose confessed. Though Damon could say that there was no regret in her voice, just smugness.
He reached her and then looked straight into her eyes, just inches away from her. "None of it matters to me. None of it." He whispered devilishly at her. "And as far as I'm concerned, you don't exist. You make me incredibly sick. You are a disgusting person, Rose. I feel sorry for your child after all..he or she is going to have a selsifh and manipulative mother." He watched at her in pity, heading to the door, when she called him.
"You're forgetting that I still have some material on you my dear Damon, and be sure that by tomorrow you'll receive plenty of pissed calls from your publishers and especially…your father." Rose said, smirking smugly at her last word. Unfortunatley, during one of his blablings while he was drunk, he could have said one thing or two about his father and his relationship with him and Stefan.
"Oh well, did you just remind me about that because I forgot to mention in my list that you're a pathetic whore, not to mention a psycho? My bad, Rosie. If it makes you feel any better, it's just another reason to piss the hell out of my father and maybe quit this job once for all. Goodbye, now." He finished chuckincly and slamming the door behind him.
"Damon!" Elena shouted with a smile on her face, running to him as she saw him pacing around the sidewalk.
He turned around and met her gaze, just to return her devoted smile with the same insensity. "Hey, you.." He whispered against her hair as she throw her arms around him and held him tight. He was just so tired and upset from all that happened today, but just seeing her made him forgot everything but her in his arms.
"Where have you been? I was worried, you never called or texted me." She said with slight worry in her voice.
He inhaled her scent. She was just too perfect to be true. He loved the smell of her skin, and the scent of her shampoo was intoxicating.
"Lots of things happened. We have to talk." He sighed.
She pulled away a little to look into his eyes with fear in hers. "Did you rethink? About us?" She asked anxiously. She was just so damn adorable.
"What? Are you even serious? No, that's not happening." He said laughing and cupping her face into his hands, kissing her forehead. "I just have to tell you some things.." He said, clearly not happy about that, at least not entirely. She nodded nervousely..she had no clue of what this could be about, but just had him there kept her happy.
"Can I come in? We're official, now. So no more hiding..right?" He asked looking at her a little amused, smiling when she giggled.
"Okay. Let's go." She said taking his hand.
Just then his phone rang. "Hello?" He answered surprised, considering the time.
"Damon Salvatore?" A male voice asked from the other line.
"Yes, it's me." He said quickly, now a little confused.
"There has been a fire at your house minutes ago. Your neighbors called immediatly, but we fear that it's all gone and damaged. We're sorry." The voice said sympathetically.
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