Boy, I can't explain
What you do to me
My whole world has changed
I live in a fantasy
Tonight, I'm in the mood
Please take me by your hand
I wanna get in your groove
So, baby, take me there
22 weeks and 2 days pregnant
Saturday January 29th
God.
My back hurts.
I am finding the more I advance in this pregnancy the more pain I am in and the more uncomfortable I feel. My baby is now around 11 inches and can sleep in cycles. Me and Damon since the falls a little over week ago are extremely close, the only time we are apart is when we are asleep or in different classes. I will admit we are pretty clingy, maybe the is the honeymoon phase in our relationship or just us. Don't get me wrong a lot of the time I want to strangle him but I still love him and want to be near him.
Today is our birthing class. One of many. Me and Damon have no idea really what to expect there, Helen told us they teach me breathing techniques and teach Damon how to be supportive, they even show birthing videos which I don't know if I'm ready to handle, let alone Damon.
My belly is getting pretty big, so to avoid stretch marks I am religiously putting coconut oil on my stomach and hips which so far is working.
Before our birthing classes this evening we are going to all have a late lunch at the grill with everyone. Including Jeremy and Bonnie who I hardly ever see anymore. Bonnie apologizes, but she is in that blind stage where she only sees Jeremy which I love because I am happy if they are happy, but I do miss them. Same goes with Stefan and Caroline, they are attached at that hip so really in the end all I have is Damon. Which I don't mind.
"Elena hurry up or we will be late!" My dad calls.
I grumble trying to pick a outfit that doesn't make me look like a whale.
Screw it.
I put on one of my pretty tight lace shirts with black jeggings with my sneakers. I grab my bag and head down the stairs. Much to me and Damon's dismay we are meeting each other there.
"I am ready, happy?" I grumble
"Yep, now let's move it. We are late."
I walk out to the car and Bonnie and Jeremy are in the back seat talking in whispers together. I roll my eyes and get in the passenger.
"What took so long?" Jeremy complains.
"Oh I'm sorry, did my not being able to be in clothes without looking like a whale affect you?" I snap.
"Then don't get pregnant." He mocks.
"Like you two aren't having sex." I scoff thinking of all the times Jeremy has come home late or Bonnie leaves Jeremy's room looking disheveled.
Before Jeremy can reply my dad gets in the driver's seat and we head off. I look down and groan. I am taking back my tight shirt option. I look so pregnant right now. I like to hide it as much as I can but this is like screaming it to people. We arrive at the restaurant and we see Helen and Giuseppe's car already parked.
We all quickly get out and head inside and look around for them.
"Over here!" Helen calls across The Grill.
We make over way over there, when I approach Damon, he smiles and stands up. I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a kiss.
"Cut it out you two." Jeremy grumbles.
I ignore him and sit down next to Damon and as close as possible. Resting my head on his shoulder I look through the menu.
We all order our meals; I just go with a simple chicken breast with gravy and a glass of water. Damon's touch never leaves mine. I smile and lean into him as he gets closer as well. I can feel him pressing never ending kisses to my head. I hold back a giggle and kiss his neck. No one notices us, thank god. After the conversation drifted from the baby earlier, Caroline took it to all the romantic things Stefan does for her and how she has the most amazing boyfriend ever.
"I want to kiss you so much right now." He growls against my ear.
"Control yourself caveman." I laugh.
I rub my belly ignoring the rest of the conversation which is now on college plans. I want nothing to do with that. Because I have no clue what mine will be. Do I go anyways and miss out on important milestones? Do I wait till she is in school? Do I not go all together? These are things I don't think a lot about. Damon and my future right now as education goes is kind of bleak.
"So what are your plans for school?" Giuseppe directs the question to Damon and me.
"To finish high school." I laugh nervously.
"Same." He laughs with me.
"Wow you guys are just shooting for the stars." Stefan chuckles.
"Wait, you two are going to college right." Helen panics.
"Yeah, you two need to go." Grayson agrees.
I groan not wanting to have this subject because if anything causes family fights one of them is education. My dad always wanted me to be something high ranked like a lawyer or doctor but how can I explain to him that things aren't the same? They never will be.
"I can't." I shrug. "If I go I will miss out on important parts and if I don't I can't get a decent job. Either way I am screwed." I say sadly.
Damon kisses my head in support.
"Elena it's out of the question. You are going to college. This is crazy talk." My dad shakes his head.
I glare at him and feel my hormones rising. "You can't choose for me."
"Elena, you will regret not going." He tells me.
"Yeah and you know what I will also regret not doing? Seeing her walk or talk. Or me going to so many classes that when I come home at night she doesn't even know who I am." I sob loosing control. "I won't have that. I don't have a mom but I will make sure she does." I throw my fork down and leave the table before I make more of a fool out of myself.
Not wanting to be in The Grill any longer I go out to Damon's car instead but groan when it's locked. I kick his tires in frustration. This day fucking sucks. I hear the door to The Grill open but I don't look. I don't feel like talking to anyone. Even Damon. I try to avoid talking about my mom since it leaves me in a crappy mood for the rest of the day. Like now.
"Babe, you okay?" Damon asks standing in front of me with his hands on my hips.
I shake my head and turn away. A first.
"Elena…talk to me."
I sniffle. "I have nothing to say. You heard it all in there."
"If you feel like you need to wait then you can. You are the mom and you can decide. It's your choice okay? I get your reasoning I do, so if that is what makes you comfortable Elena then do it."
I look up at him with unshed tears. "You sure?"
He half smiles. "Positive."
I look down smiling in relief. "Do you think you will go to college?" I ask looking up at him.
He looks into the distance and shrugs. "I have no idea. I might give my dads business a go just to see if it is what I want but I don't think it will last." He shrugs again. "We will just have to see. Though while you are in high school I will definitely be home to take care of her."
"You don't have to Damon I can-"
"No. She is my daughter, I can do it. I wouldn't want anyone else doing it." He shoots me down quickly. "Like you said she needs her mom and dad, I don't want our parents or strangers raising her I won't have it." He shakes his head quickly and looks away.
I stop and freeze realizing what he means.
He was raised by a nanny. He doesn't want that for her just like I don't want her to live without her mom like I am right now. We both have our baggage but we are learning from it. We want a different and better life for our daughter and it brings tears to my eyes.
Without thinking I hug him.
Not kiss.
Hug.
He needs it. I hug him as tight as my belly will allow and kiss his chest. "It won't be like that Damon, I promise. We can do this our way." I look up smiling at him.
Without needing words he rests his forehead against mine, letting me know he is thanking me.
Thanking me for understanding why he doesn't want our daughter to have the life he had. Thanking me for wanting the same thing. Thanking me for changing his life for the better and loving him.
"Elena." My dad calls walking out of the grille.
"Over here." I wave.
He walks over to me with guilt ridden on his face. "I'm sorry cupcake, I just want the best for you." He tells me.
"I know Dad, I understand I do."
"I'm sorry. I am. I didn't mean to push you. We can figure that stuff out later, but come back inside? Everyone is worried about you two." My dad smiles.
We both nod walking hand in hand into The Grill. We make our way to our table again and everyone seems in a better mood than when we left.
"Welcome back." Helen smiles.
I smile shyly and sit down next to Damon.
"As me and Grayson were saying while you were gone, it is your choice what you do. You are the parents and whatever you want to do it's all you. We just want you two, to have a good and happy life and if not going to college is what does that then we will support you." Helen tells me sincerely.
I nod. "Thank you. It wasn't the fact that you guys want me to go to college. It's that I want to go. So bad. I always have and now…..I can't….And it kills me." My voice quivers.
"Elena, we will always be here." Grayson comforts. "So if you want to take just one course, we will proudly babysit or do anything you need to help. Because we want that for you. Just remember that, you don't have to miss out entirely." My dad squeezes my hand soothingly.
"Its okay, you don't need to help I mean….I kind of signed up for this the minute I was stupid enough to have unprotected sex." I half laugh.
"You still have high hopes Elena. You can still do whatever you want, it will just be harder. Remember that. Having a baby as a teen doesn't disable you it just makes the challenge harder." Giuseppe says out of nowhere.
We all look at him stunned but awed at the same time. He is a lot like Damon in the fact that he doesn't show his vulnerable and caring side much, unless it's with Helen. The Salvatore men are very private unless it's around their significant other, well besides Stefan who is very much like his mom.
"Thanks, that means a lot. Sometimes I forget I can still do stuff. When I found out I was pregnant I basically thought my life was over." I smile sadly. "But I know now it's not. It's just beginning…a little earlier than expected." We all laugh.
We eat our meals that finally arrived and I scarf it down. Since we talked enough about me and Damon we moved on how Helen and Giuseppe are leaving soon for work and how Helen wants to meet Caroline's mom. I am thankful for the conversation turn. I have to think about my pregnancy and education dilemma on my own enough as it is, let alone whenever I get together with people.
"I am stuffed." I groan rubbing my stomach.
"You ate a lot." Helen nods. "Baby is probably really happy."
"Is she kicking." Damon asks curiously.
"No, surprisingly not." I smile.
"I thought she kicked a lot?" Caroline asks.
"She did. A lot. But she figured out I wasn't too happy with her being asleep all day and up all night so she is on my schedule now" I smile proudly.
"Damn, Elena training your kid in the womb. Wow." Caroline laughs.
I roll my eyes.
The conversation drifts again and I am not paying attention at all. Me and Damon are in our own little bubble in the corner of the table. He is playing with my hair while I mess with the collar of his shirt, I look up at him as he is looks down at me.
"I love you." I whisper and kiss his shoulder.
"I love you too." He kisses my nose.
I chuckle and scoot closer to him. He has an arm wrapped around my waist and I would be lying if I said I didn't want this moment to end. After a little bit I tune back into conversations to see what I missed.
"Yeah I draw a lot." Jeremy says back to Helen after she said something.
"He is really good." Bonnie says smiling proudly at him.
I smile seeing my brother opening up. Before Bonnie he was pretty hostile, well he still is but I see him opening up more and caring about more things. I am happy for him. It is crazy how love can change you. Damon in a lot of ways is the same person that I met months ago but in small ways and some big he has made good changes with his life, for the better. He is still an ass at times but I somehow fell in love with that stubborn ass. They talk a little more about plans to meet Liz when they get back next weekend before Damon whispers in my ear that we should probably head out, I nod.
"Well guys we got to get going for the classes." Damon announces.
"Good idea." Giuseppe says and tells everyone he will pay for the meal. I let out a breath and rub my belly. I am nervous for these classes. There will probably be a lot of older couples there and I am sure we will be the youngest.
Damon helps me up and we all walk out of the restaurant hand in hand. We reach our car and I hug everyone as they wish us luck.
"Whew." I breathe out when we hit the road. "Let's do this."
Damon smirks at me and we head there. I am pretty nervous for the other soon-to-be parents stares. I deal with them in school but they don't mean anything. Adults can be pretty intimidating. I hope they don't look too much and it goes smoothly. Though Damon would make sure they don't stare so I shouldn't be too worried.
We arrive at the birthing class just before it started. We walk in the room and there are people already here and sitting on yoga ball facing the board where a teacher was writing down things about birthing bags, epidural, back pain and cravings. In a trance me and Damon make our way to our own yoga balls and bounce up and down, waiting for class to start.
"Hello everyone, I am Sara. I will be your birthing instructor till your due date and I also do mommy and me classes for little ones. Lets start by going around and introducing ourselves, how far along you are and a little about yourself." She smiles.
The group goes around and talks about their situation and their husbands. I am guessing the average age here is 30. So yeah I am just 24 years under them.
"Hi I am Taylor I am 27 years old and about 20 weeks along. Me and my husband have been trying for awhile before I found out I was pregnant. I plan an all natural birth unless things go wrong which I hope they don't. I am beyond happy and can't wait to meet him." She smiles fondly while rubbing her belly.
I smile in awe of how much a pregnancy can effect someone. It makes them glow and want to change for the better and be better.
"Next" The instructor says and I realize that is me.
I cough before speaking. "Hi, my name is Elena, I am….16 years old and about 22 weeks along." I smile nervously but the instructor encourages me to go on. "I live in Mystic Falls….This is my boyfriend Damon…." I point to him. "I am going to get all the drugs I can get during my birth because I don't want to feel it. At all. So yeah…" I smile shyly.
"Its okay Elena, a lot of people get drugs but just know your baby will also be drugged." She smiles at me before going onto the next person.
Damn.
Damon shares a sympathetic look with me and I can tell this conversation will continue. Maybe I don't know my birthing plan as well as I thought I did. I mean, everyone says it's insanely painful and to get the epidural to reduce the pain. But here opinions are a little different, maybe I am not as educated as I thought. I should definitely learn more on this before I make any decisions.
We go through birthing plans. There is a whole wide variety I had no clue even existed. Water birth, squatting and much more. Also different medicines you can use or if you want a home birth. I never thought of these things which makes me feel like a little bit of a failure.
The instructor then talks about eating and nutrition for pregnant woman, which got Damon's attention. I kept looking over at him, he was listening very intently to her on what are good meals and what is good for the baby.
"Okay now that we have talked through some vital information I want us to practice on some exercise tips and birthing positions" Sara instructs.
She tells us to get on the floor between our partners legs. Me and Damon smirk but do as told.
"Now I want you to get in a squatting position with your partner right behind you. I want you to squat up and down and feel those muscles."
I get in a squatting position like asked and I feel Damon behind me. I breathe out. I am getting way too turned on by this, what is wrong with me. We start rocking back and forth and up and down like she instructed before we both fall. Shit. We laugh and get back up, getting glares from other parents.
"Next I want you to get on your hand and knees with your partner behind you with their hands on your back while you rock back and forth. This is a very popular birthing method because mothers have found it brings you less pain." She tells us.
Well you have my attention.
Me and Damon get in the position and I can't help but hold back a laugh. I can hear one of the other dads make a sexual comment which makes Damon laugh in agreement. God this is so awkward. And weirdly I am getting more turned on. Great.
"Now just rock back and forth while your partner's hands are on your back for support."
Damon coughs as we go back and forth. I smile. We are both so innocent sometimes. We do a few more techniques and I can tell by Damon's jeans he is affected by this just as much as I am. Did I think birthing classes would do this? No. They turned on me.
We all sit again towards the end of class as she talks to us more about birthing options and positions and what to put in a hospital bag. I didn't even know you needed a hospital bag?!
"So, any questions before the class is over?" She asks everyone.
Damon's hand shoots straight up and I frown. What could he have to ask? She already answered our questions with the class.
"Yes….Damon?" She asks unsure.
"Yeah…..Um I was just wondering if it is safe to have sex while pregnant so we don't poke the baby or something." He rushes out.
I hang my head.
Oh my god. Seriously?!
I blush and avoid all the stares I can.
"Good question. It's perfectly normal to ask this….Yes it is completely and 100% safe. Just make sure not to go to hard and if the mom feels pain you should stop. But yes sex is safe."
Damon turns to me and smirks. I scoff and turn away blushing. The instructor continues answering everyone else's questions but all I can think and feel is Damon. He has a arm around my waist the other resting on my leg. Both our bodies are radiating a lot of heat. I lean into his touch as he tightens his hold on me.
"So that is today's class. See you all in about two weeks." She smiles.
We abruptly get up and head to the car. I can feel a lot of tension between us. But sexual tension. It hasn't been this bad since before we were dating. I keep silent as he drives but I can tell he is gripping the steering wheel tightly. I wonder what got him all tight? Before I know it, we are at his house. I look how startled that we are here. I thought we were going to my house. I shrug and get out. Damon abruptly grabs my hand and leads me into the house. Telling by the no cars in the driveway everyone must be out still. We make our way up to Damon's room. Usually we organize the baby mill of stuff or watch a movie but Damon turns around the second we stepped into his room and crushes his lips to mine.
I am taken aback but it doesn't take long for me to reciprocate. I open my mouth begging for him to enter. He moans in response. He pushes forward until my back hits the bed, never breaking the kiss. Out of nowhere he pulls back and stands up breathing heavily.
"Sorry, I didn't want to squish her. You on top?" He asks still out of breath.
I nod quickly.
I scurry out of the way while he takes my place. Biting my lip I move to straddle him. Once on top of him I feel a need overpower me like never before. Ever. Breathing deeply through my nose I lean down and kiss him.
God why do his kisses taste and feel so good. I groan rubbing my hands on his chest. I love this man with all my heart. It takes a lot for me to like a man. Or anyone for that matter. But he just snuck up on me and I am enjoying the ride. Back when I slept with guys I didn't care about it was a mask. For my mother's death which I never dealt with properly. Going all the way didn't feel near half as good as kissing Damon. That's the effect he has on me. I don't know how he does it. I feel like he doesn't even try.
I grind my hips into his groin which emits a throaty groan. Almost animalistic he grabs and brings me impossibly close.
Not being able to take it, he flips us over till he is hovering over me.
"I'll be careful." He chokes out before kissing me like he couldn't stand our lips being apart any longer. Couldn't agree more.
I notice how he puts both his hands on the side of my head to balance his weight, making sure not to put any weight on me.
I roam my hands over his chest and can't stand the cotton anymore. Without asking I tear his shirt over his head without a blink of an eye. I bite my lip and take in his perfectly sculpted muscles before stroking his abdomen.
"Enjoying the show?" He smirks.
That just raises more fire in me.
I pull his face forcefully back to mine before we devour each other. Licking and feeling our lips and mouths. Still kissing me he groans and tugs at the hem of my shirt.
"Our clothing is unequal. And you know I am all about equal rights." I roll my eyes and I can feel his smirk against my mouth. Without another word he lifts my top over my head and tosses it across the room.
"Wow, your boobs are so much bigger." He looks over me with the perfect amount of love and lust.
"Pregnancy perk." I breathe out.
He smiles before he looks deep into my eyes then leans down and leaves a trail of kisses from my collarbone to my pelvic area.
I moan. My skin is so sensitive from his feather like touches. I comb my fingers through his raven hair and let out a deep breath. He is now getting near my sensitive area, I can feel my breathing get heavier. Damon is a sex god. Nothing more to it. He is merely breathing on me and I am nearly coming undone.
He looks at me and raises his brows and I nod weakly. He smirks before pulling my underwear down my legs. Slowly. I want to scream at how slow he is going. I know it's the first time since summer but fuck. I am going to combust.
When the underwear is finally all the way off he scoots back up looking like a little boy on Christmas. He then hovers over me again, kissing me lightly on my forehead and plunging two fingers in me.
I gasp at the abruptness. It takes a few more thrusts to accommodate the sudden space but not stopping at nothing he moves it in and out, I lift my hips to meet his pace. Not long after that I come undone around his fingers. Breathing heavily I groggily reach up and kiss him on the lips.
Once I calm down I push him to his back and straddle him with a wicked gleam in my eye. He knows he is in for naughty trouble. He loves it. Placing my hands on his chest and trailing them down farther and farther until I meet his very bulged area. I look up and can tell he isn't handling it any better than I did. Or maybe worse. He is gripping the sheet as tightly as one can muster with a scrunched brow in frustration. But still managing to gaze down at me below with so much love. I love him.
That is my last thought before I roll his boxers down his legs. Unleashing the monster. Wow. I must have been really drunk that night because I don't ever remember him being this big. Actually huge is a better way to put it. How did he fit in me? Obviously he did because I am pregnant but wow.
Ignoring my stupid thoughts I grab his hardness and start rubbing. The minute I touch him his moans and ragged breaths go through the roof. Who knew I could have this much control over Damon Salvatore. I continue my rubbing and stroking, But I then have a thought. Smirking I bend down and engulf him whole with my mouth.
"Jesus fucking Christ." He screams.
We got a screamer.
Damn I really wish I remembered more of that night. I am finding out more things about him in the last 20 minutes than I have for several months.
Smiling I change my tactics a few times before I feel him getting close. He becomes more desperate and starts grunting more trying to get his release and who am I to stand in his way? He gets closer and closer until I pull my mouth back and he spills all over his sheets. He heaves a couple of times before lazily trying to get my near him. I roll my eyes at his weak attempts and curl up next to him. He moans in content at being near me then pulls the blanket around us.
We didn't have sex.
But I discovered him intimately again.
I am happy.
Trust me it will happen soon but we are happy and content with what happened. I can tell he is. He has the goofiest smile on his face right and is holding me as tight as my belly allows. We are home alone a lot of the time or together so it is bound to happen but I don't care how or when it happens. I feel closer on another level with Damon right now than I ever have.
I don't know how long we lay there, still half naked. Well I'm half naked. I am still wearing a bra. I think he was too distracted to take it off. Damon on the other hand is completely naked. I nuzzle deeper into his chest, content where I am and never wanting to leave. He groans in agreement. We know we have to move and get dressed. Everyone should be coming home soon. I am actually surprised they aren't home yet. I start stroking his bare chest, so amazed how perfect and beautiful he is. And he is all mine.
"I don't want to get dressed." I whisper to him like it's a deep dark secret.
"Trust me. I don't want you to get dressed either." He tells me firmly.
"But then again it would be another story if Helen walked in here." I giggle, still playing with his chest.
"She would never let that go for as long as we both live." He says seriously with a hint a humor. "If I said no to her or did something wrong, especially if it was embarrassing, she would bring it up at our family dinners."
"Oh god." I laugh and get up. Surprisingly that was enough inspiration to get dressed.
"Nooooo." He whines and reaches for me.
"Suck it up." I roll my eyes.
He smirks. "That's what you were doing ten minutes ago."
I reach over to slap him upside his head but can't help myself but let out a laugh.
I find my shirt and slip it on but my jeggings and underwear are a mystery. How could I lose them?
"Underwear are hanging from the lamp" He gestures to the one behind me. "And your pants…..God knows where." He smirks cockily.
Ugh.
I grab my underwear from the lamp and slip them on before resuming my search. Damon is still stark naked, resting on top of the covers, probably trying to tempt me to come back and enjoying me searching for my pants.
"You would think while you were ripping them off my body you would remember the direction you threw them in." I grumble looking around the room. The baby stuff cluttering his room definitely makes this task harder.
"Trust me babe, I was a little too distracted with other things." He wiggles his eyebrows.
Is he always this cocky after sexual activities? Lord I am in for trouble.
"A-ha!" I yell. I find my jeggings inside one of the baby chairs.
I pull them on before turning to the naked lounging Damon. "Aren't you going to get dressed?" I cross my arms. It's not fair I have to stare at him naked when I can't do anything.
"Ugh." He grunts before standing up. "Fine."
While he is getting dressed I make my way around the baby stuff to distract me. We have so many things for her it blows my mind. We have a crib and a basinet. Why? I don't know. We have four different bouncy chairs. Why? Because Damon said one for downstairs and upstairs in both of our houses. Am I the only one who finds this insane? Helen said that was logical and Giuseppe said it good to think like that. Am I the only sane one around here who thinks it's odd to have that many bouncy chairs?!
Just then I hear the front door downstairs shut signaling someone coming home. Damon is dressed just in time, but he doesn't look too happy about it.
I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his neck, leaning on my tippy toes to look him in the eyes. "Don't be so pouty. It's not like we won't do that again." I bat my eyelashes.
He jumps a little before the pout is long gone and is replaced with the well renown Damon lopsided smirk. He wraps his arms around my waist before placing a chaste kiss on my still swollen lips.
"Damon? Elena? You home?" Helen calls from downstairs.
Damon lets out a annoyed grunt and rests his forehead on mine. We have to face the real world again.
But I live for these moments alone together.
Helens calls for dinner becomes more insistent. Damon yells back at her to ensure we are on our way but she can't hear. Grumbling he goes ahead of me to calm her down. I roll my eyes and make a move to follow him before my phone rings.
I fish it out of my pants pocket, it's my dad.
"Hello." I answer and make my way to the staircase.
"Elena?! Elena!?" My dad frantically screams from the receiver.
"Dad, calm down. What's wrong?" I stop my movement, waiting for his answer. I have a bad feeling.
"Elena, its Jeremy. He-He was in a car wreck with Bonnie. It's bad. Real bad. Get down to the hospital right now." He says before he hangs up.
I am left with my jaw hanging open. My whole body is shaking. Kicking into gear I race downstairs almost tripping down the steps and run as fast as I can into the kitchen were everyone is.
When I reach the kitchen I am out of breath and my face is probably still white from the news. Everyone looks at me with shock at first then worry.
"My-my-my brother –he-he was in a car crash I have to g-go." I ramble out. I can feel myself slowly loosing it. All I can think of right now is that my brother could be dead, the same way my mom died and all we are doing is standing in a kitchen.
"Elena calm down." Damon says slowly, walking towards me.
"Damon we have to go! Stop fucking talking to me like a kid." I yell, irritated.
"Okay let's go, what hospital?" Damon says, I can tell he is trying to keep calm for me, since I am about to have a freaking heart attack.
"Mystic General" I rush out.
He nods picking up his keys and wallet. "Good luck Elena." Helen smiles sympathetically.
I nod, tears starting to brew in my eyes. We hurry to the car and jump in.
It's raining. Hard.
Oh my god. It feels like the same day my mom died. I brush those thoughts away and focus on my brother. Oh god I hope he is okay. On the surface we are always fighting and disagreeing because we are polar opposites but deep down we would lay down our lives for each other.
Jeremy and me, for our whole lives have always been on a different page. We didn't play much together when we were kids. We mostly watched out for each other, something I planned on doing the rest of my life and now I am not sure I will be able to. God, I want to know how this happened. How could he get in a car wreck?
We pull into the hospital and quickly find a parking spot. I can tell Damon is worried about me and how I will react but I don't care, I just need to see my brother.
Damon holds out his hand and I willingly take it as we race into the emergency area. The waiting room seems quiet but he quickly heads to the front desk.
"We are here to see Jeremy gilbert?" Damon speaks for me.
"Are you family?"
"Yes." I whisper.
"Your name?"
"Elena Gilbert." I choke out.
"He is in surgery right now. Go up two floors to room 104 that's where family can wait." She smiles.
I feel my body freeze. He is in surgery. That tells you something. Damon can see my panic and pulls my arm leading me through the hospital since I am too numb. Oh god. Surgery…. On what? I feel my breathing quicken till I am gasping for air.
"Elena." I hear my dad call my name.
Still having a hard time breathing I keep my eyes to the floor.
"How is he?" Damon asks.
"Don't know. They just said critical condition and that he is in surgery. I guess he was driving, Bonnie was in the passenger seat and he was intoxicated and didn't see the light was red so a car hit him right on his side. He got most of the impact"
"How is Bonnie?" I whisper.
"Broken rib, concussion and some minor bruising but she will be discharged soon." Grayson smiles sadly.
I run my hands over my face and loose it. I start crying, I know I have to stay strong for my brother but I can't find it in me. When my mom died and my dad still had to work to keep a roof over my head, all I had was Jeremy, he spent less time with his friends around that time and made sure I was okay first. I don't think I could survive if I lost my brother….I would be lost.
I feel hands on both sides leading me to chairs until I feel my body collapse in one. My crying is starting to slow down. Damon pulls me into his arms as I silently cry. I can feel my dad's hand on my back, comforting me.
We stay like this for hours. I can't do anything besides cry and nod. I don't know how much later but Damon makes me eat a sandwich that I numbly eat. If I wasn't pregnant I would be in a far worse condition right now. But I have to look out for my kid, it would be selfish to stress out and cry and thrash around, so instead I stay silent.
I am still sitting on Damon's lap right now with my dad behind me. I tune out their conversations that have been going on the past couple of hours. What a long day, started out with Jer, Bonnie and me bickering, before moving on to a family dinner, then a birthing class and then Damon and me getting hot and heavy…..to this. It really shows you how fast you can lose someone and how close every day you are to death. It makes you want to appreciate every second and everyone around you.
Out of nowhere she starts kicking. I jump a little from her waking up. It stirs something in me, because after she kicked me I feel alive again. Like Elena gilbert. I can get through this. I have to. Life has given me a crappy hand the past two years but I get something amazing out of it as I rub my belly again. And it brought me to the man beside me. That right there only shows how much you can turn a negative into a positive.
"Gilbert family?" A young doctor calls near the big double doors.
We all sit up quickly. Damon grabs my hand and squeezes it to stop me from stampeding the doctor and doing something stupid. Which right now, I would.
"So how is he?" My dad asks.
I squeeze Damon's hand, my anxiety rising. This is it. The moment of truth.
We all look the doctor in the eye waiting for our life changing news. God I hope he is alive.
"He is in a coma."
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Long wait i know...Life has been crazy, got a new laptop had to transfer everything and blah blah yeah. It wasn't because i had no inspiration because with this fic i have alot, just was busy. I was planning Jeremy getting hurt for a LONG time but didn't know whether to add it or not till a little bit ago. I felt like i had to tell a little story...
As you can tell i changed my cover photo and the rating to M ;)
I also came up with a idea, an amazing AH/AU story, a new one with Damon and Elena, SO SO SO good and so much potential. I will focus on this one but just know a new story is in the making. :)
Thanks to my BETA Anna she is perf and just published a story about Damon and Elena both virgins and its so cute with LEMONS. Check it out on 'iwantyoudamon'.
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