Let's get out of this town, baby we're on fire
Everyone around here seems to be going down, down, down
If you stick with me, I can take you higher, and higher
It feels like all of our friends are lost
Nobody's found, found, found
I got so scared, I thought no one could save me
You came along scooped me up like a baby
Every now and then the stars align
Boy and girl meet by the great design
Could it be that you and me are the lucky ones?
"What the hell is going on dad?"
I can feel myself start to shake. What did I just witness? Oh my god. My dad is still in shock with his arms around this….girl. I can feel Damon's eyes on me and everyone is tense as stone but no one is saying a thing.
I hear Damon cough again, which breaks the trance. My dad steps away before smoothing out his clothes while the blonde woman next to him looks down.
"I..um….thought you would be at Damon's." His eyes dart to mine anxiously but I glare and turn my head away.
I have so many different heavy emotions running through me right now. I don't know which one to act on. Being pregnant definitely doesn't help. "Nope, unfortunately still here." I say coldly to him before turning to Damon. "Can we leave?"
Damon looks around, unsure what to do. Caroline, Stefan and Bonnie look even more uncomfortable. "Well, we will go…." Bonnie says politely dragging Caroline and Stefan with her.
I can feel tears come to my eyes but I don't know if they are from grief or anger.
I always thought my dad would never move on and love my mom forever. I know it was naïve of me to think that but ever since I was little, they had the perfect relationship always loving each other, I never imagined them loving someone else. Ever.
I have missed my mom so much since the day she died.
"Elena….please stay so I can tell you about everything." He pleads.
"Screw you!" I snap. I feel my body acting on anger and it rising. But at the moment I don't seem to care. "Honestly dad I want nothing to do with you right now." I rub my hand over my face before looking for my jacket and shoes.
"Elena please listen-"
"No." I say as evenly and emotionlessly as possible.
"Elena I am allowed to move on! I know it's hard on you-"
"Hard on me?!" I scream the loudest I can. "Don't even talk about how hard it is on me when you have no clue." My voice cracks in my yell. "You are horrible for doing this."
"Elena it's what she would want-"
"Don't fucking speak about her! You have no right." I break into full on crying.
"Elena." I feel Damon's big arms wrap around my small ones. His touch calms me; I take a deep breath before resuming my search of shoes and a jacket.
I spot them by my dad's woman, who in my opinion looks evil. I quickly slip them on along with my jacket before I slam the door. I know Damon will follow me but I couldn't stay there any longer. I didn't trust myself with what I would do.
I am walking down the street as fast as I can muster when I hear the door open and shut again and I know it's my boyfriend. "Elena!" I hear him call behind me but I don't stop. "Elena! Wait please."
I growl and slow down my walk and in a few seconds he is at my side. I shake him away, too much anger flowing through me right now. I just need space.
"Don't." I hiss. "Not right now."
"Elena, I need you to calm down." He says, now right in front of me looking into my eyes.
"Damon…I can't-"
"Yes you can." He says with conviction. Then softly he said, "For the baby."
He's right. My hand falls to my stomach and I breathe in and out trying to calm myself. I just feel so mad I don't know if I will ever fully calm down. My dad was always supposed to love my mom. I know he loved her will all his heart but now he throws it in my face by making out with the bitch. I feel myself growl and try to shake these thoughts but it's useless.
I will never be okay with any of it.
"I'm not going back in there Damon." I grumble pushing past him, walking ahead, trying to put as much distance as I can between me and that stupid house. The house I grew up in, that saw me through it all. The house my mom tried to teach me to cook in but instead I filled it with smoke. The house Jeremy broke his arm falling down the stairs and I held him while we waited for mom and dad to get home. The house my dad and me would wrestle and break many of my mom's prized objects, not that she really deeply cared about them. The house that held my mom's funeral get together.
And now the house that saw my dad kissing a new woman who is not my mom.
I don't ever want to be in there ever again.
"Elena." He stops me again and I am starting to get irritated. "We don't have to go back in there. But it is a long walk to my house….Do you want me to go get my car and we can head to my place?"
"Can I spend the night there?" I ask sheepishly.
"Of course." He kisses my forehead. "Stay right here. I'll go get my car." He squeezes my arm before heading in the direction of my driveway.
Ugh.
Why can't I stay mad at him.
It's not fair.
Within a minute his car is racing down the quiet street and stops next to me. I open the passenger door and get in.
"My house?" Damon asks.
I sigh. "I don't want to be around any other people right now….Can we go to the falls?" I turn my head to him with hope.
We haven't been there since our last…trip but I have been itching to go back. I think of it as our quiet place that holds memories. One of them being, Damon falling into the river. Classic.
"Of course." A rare Damon smile holding pure happiness, radiates his face.
I smile back before we are on our way. Damon leaves me to silence which I love. I need time to think. I am in total state of shock with what I witnessed and also very sad. Every day is a struggle to move on from my mom's death. And this felt like her death slapped me in the face then choked me. I feel a state of anxiety I haven't in a long time. I just miss her. I need her right now.
My thoughts come to a halt when I feel the car stop; looking out the window I realize we are now at the falls. I feel a small smile tug on my face. Thinking back to how me and Damon just started dating, in that honeymoon and shy stage and how I couldn't even look at him when he was naked. Well we are still in our honeymoon phase but the difference is I have no problem looking at the guy naked now.
Damon sends me a quick smile before he gets out of the car and opens my door helping me up. We walk to one of the parks benches and sit down staring at the waterfall.
I start to feel cold so I bring my knees up to my chest as much as I can with my belly and huddle myself close. Damon shakes his head scooting closer to me and scooping me into him. I moan at his hot body heat coming off of him in waves. It feels so nice.
"Thanks." I breathe out, holding onto him like he is my only heat source.
All he does to let me know he heard me, is kiss the back of my head and rub my sides to make more body heat. I smile and feel a rush of love. He knows this is what I need. I don't know how but he does. Maybe it's like how I know when he needs space and when he needs comfort even when he says he doesn't. I just know.
We sit there for a while in silence. It is nice being out here with no drama, just the earth and air surrounding us. I can definitely see me coming here more often. It's like my save haven.
Damon moves his hands down to my prominent belly bump and starts rubbing all around. I moan at the sensation, my belly has been tight lately and sore from the constant growing so this is basically the best I can get. It isn't much longer until I feel her flutter awake from her dad's touch.
Damon chuckles knowing he woke her up. "I love feeling our daughter." He says before kissing my shoulder.
"I do too." I sigh, leaning into his touch more. "I can't even imagine holding her…"
"You okay after…everything?" He asks hesitantly.
I groan. "I can't even think about it. It makes me so sad….I just need more time before I can...even speak to him. Which is why I want to stay with you…And if I can't then I will….sleep on this bench or something."
"You will not sleep on this bench. You can stay at my house as long as you would like. My mom would love that." He chuckles.
"Would you love that though?"
"Yes Elena I would love for you to come over. As long as you want." He kisses my head again.
"Okay…."
He laughs then starts nibbling on my neck, I squeal trying to get away because it tickles but he holds me close. I stop trying to fight my way against him because it is useless and he might also be starting to turn me on. I twist my body around so my knees are on each side of him. I look at him hungrily before I crash my lips against his.
He grabs my waist making sure I don't fall but pulls me as tight as I can go. I roll against him which earns me a throaty groan. I can feel him through his pants and boy that makes me want all of this even more. I rub my hands over his chest, our lips still not breaking contact.
His hands are roaming my ass when I hear my phone ringing. I curse pulling it out of my back pocket. The look on Damon's face is deadly. He obviously wants me to ignore it.
I look at the caller ID and scoff.
My dad.
I automatically hit ignore putting my phone back in my pocket and turning to my sexually frustrated boyfriend.
"Backseat?" I raise my eyebrow.
"Yep."
We get up and race to the car. "No slow and easy either Salvatore. I want it all." I give him my glare.
"No problem."
I crawl into the backseat shedding my clothes as I go so by the time Damon is back here with me I am naked. He ogles at me but I slap him on the chest.
I need him and now.
No time to ogle.
He sheds his shirt without ease, his pants following soon after with no boxers in sight. Oh I love when my boyfriend goes commando.
….
I am lying naked on top of my also very naked boyfriend. Were both sweaty and don't have the will to move. It has been awhile since we had sex so wow everything was intensified by a hundred. I could tell Damon was very excited and affected by the long wait, so he climaxed pretty early which he was very embarrassed about but I told him not to worry about it, hell I followed right after him.
"I don't want to move." I mumble into his chest.
"Then don't." He murmurs.
"Okay."
I snuggle deeper into him and he wraps his arm around me. Let me just say, I won't ever look at this car the same way ever again. The things we did in a short amount of time. Also Damon is for sure going to have to clean it up a little. Hm.
I can't lay completely on my stomach anymore without hurting the baby or me so I am on my side with my leg draped over him. He is rubbing my back while I pet his chest. I feel so relaxed and happy right now.
"I love this car so much." I groan nestling deeper into him.
"I will never get rid of it." He vows like his life depends on it.
"Good. Because I would break up with you if you did." I giggle.
"You are only dating me for my car. Good to know." He growls biting my neck.
I squeal as he starts tickling me as well. "Damon stop!" I laugh.
As we are wrestling in the cramped backseat, I feel him poking my thigh and roll my eyes. Is this guy ever not horny or turned on? To get him back, I use all the force I have pushing him flat on his back and then I straddle him.
He stops.
He looks at me with a haze in his eyes. I can see the lust. He wants me again. All I have to do is wiggle my hips a little and I can win any fight. Good to know. I run one finger down his chest, teasing him.
"Elena don't you fucking dare. We are already late to dinner. Don't start what you can't finish."
I raise my eyebrow. "Are you underestimating me, Salvatore?"
He scoffs. "Elena for as turned on I am right now there is no way we can finish under half an hour. At least."
"How can you be so turned on with what we just did?" I exasperate. I mean yeah I am turned on right now as well but nothing that's not livable.
He grabs me and twists me so I am against his chest again and kisses my hair repeatedly. "It's because you're so fucking cute." He growls then turns to suck on my neck.
"Cute." I push him away. "I am not a care bear." I scowl.
"Cute and sexy." He assures then kisses me hard.
"Close one, Salvatore." I kiss him back.
He groans as if he is in physical pain. "Elena but seriously we have to go if we want to eat. My mom is very punctual about dinner. I mean I am sure she would still feed you because you are carrying her granddaughter but I need to eat. Especially with what we have been doing and will do more of tonight." He sits up searching for the clothes which are scattered all over the car.
"You are choosing food over sex. New one." I laugh.
"Honey, you need food if you want more sex. Simple math."
I roll my eyes getting dressed as well, which is very hard sitting down. Once I am fully dressed I get out of the car to stretch my now achy muscles. But it's a good ache. Damon gets out next to me and stretches as well before we hop back into the car to make it to his house.
We are already five minutes late when we arrive. We enter the house smelling spaghetti. Oh lord.
Yes.
I feel my mouth water and my stomach growl. Spaghetti has always been my all-time favorite food since I can remember. But I have never tried the Salvatore's recipe which is probably ten times better. We round the hallway to the dining room and see Giuseppe, Helen, Caroline and Stefan already eating but from the looks they haven't been there long.
"Hey." Both me and Damon greet awkwardly.
Stefan and Caroline give me sympathetic looks. The last time they saw me I was emotionally unstable I mean I am still not okay with anything but I am kind of ignoring it now. As well as my dad who has been calling me nonstop so much I had to turn my phone off.
"Stefan and Caroline said they were hanging out with you earlier. Why are you late?"
"Family drama." I cough and sit down next to Damon.
There is tension spreading through the room. Helen is looking around at everyone trying to figure out what happened but Damon, Stefan, Caroline and I are all looking down.
"Yeah…um Elena might be staying here for a little, until things calm down." Damon informs.
Helen composes herself but nods. "That is perfectly fine." She smiles.
I smile at her hospitality. She is one of those people that would give the shirt off her back to help someone else. I admire her compassion. I couldn't be more glad that my kid will have her as a grandma, teaching her those same habits.
After a little bit of conversation which I have mainly been silent through, Helen turns to me. "So Elena how is everything baby wise going?"
I take a deep breath. "Really good. No problems just a few back pains and I have been craving salt a lot but that's pretty much it." I smile taking another bite of her amazing spaghetti.
I will never go back to my dad's recipe again.
After we are all finished Caroline and I convince Helen we will do the dishes ourselves much to Stefan and Damon's dismay.
"So how did things go after we left?" Caroline asks conversationally but I can tell there is a lace of concern.
I sigh. "Worse. I yelled, screamed and Damon had to hold me back before I stormed out of there and started running down the street."
"Wow." Caroline bites her lip.
"Yeah. It wasn't pretty." I shake my head.
We are almost done with our dishes when I hear a conversation that catches my attention.
"Yes mom, she's okay!"
"Are you sure? I want her to have a home Damon and not feel homeless. What is going on?"
I hear him sighing. "Ugh fine! Her dad got a new girlfriend and she is shaken up over it."
"Bless…poor girl." I hear Helen say sympathetically.
"Yeah and it didn't go over well…at all and by that I mean screaming and crying."
"….Poor thing." I hear her voice shake.
I feel an overwhelming love for that woman I didn't know I had in me. She feels so much love over me in such a short amount of time. She actually cares about me and my feelings and how I am doing. She wants to know what is going on and how I am coping.
Because she cares.
I feel a cry come up but swallow it back down. This is not the place or time but wow. I love Helen Salvatore.
I resume washing dishes acting like I didn't hear a thing. Caroline is talking my ear off and I swear I am trying my hardest to listen but I am pretty distracted. I am washing the big dish Helen cooked the spaghetti in when I feel arms wrap around my waist and lips kissing my neck.
I squeak in shock, turning around to find my handsome boyfriend smirking at me then planting a chaste kiss on my lips but the hardness against my center tells me he wants more. Still.
"Damon…I am almost done." I groan. "…Then we can go upstairs and do that stuff." I whisper in his ear so Caroline won't hear.
"But I want to go now." He whines like a little kid.
"You guys are so gross." Caroline says disgusted.
"A good sex life means a good relationship." He smirks over my shoulder. "That must mean we have a pretty incredible relationship." Damon purrs in my ear.
"Is incredible the right word?" I smirk knowing that will get a rise out of him.
"Take that back Gilbert." He flares his eyes dangerously.
"No." I lift my chin up in defiance.
"You done yet Care?" Stefan leans against the doorway.
"Ugh can you help me finish so Damon and Elena can go." She whines.
"Thank god." Damon pulls me hurriedly towards the exit.
"Wait…. I feel bad." I turn back to Caroline.
"Elena, trust me it is fine." Caroline assures.
I send her an apologetic smile before Damon drags me upstairs to his room. He shuts the door and I know he was in a rush before but now he is slow walking to me with nothing but love in his eyes.
And I can't help but stare back with the same intensity.
27 weeks pregnant and 2 days
Friday march 3rd
"Elena you have to wake up. You have school." A voice tells me, kissing my neck and all the way down my bare back.
"No." I groan throwing the pillow over my head.
"Yes." He purrs.
Despite me wanting to stay here forever I feel my body and mind start to wake up more. God. I shouldn't even be awake right now. I have come to a conclusion it is a good idea me and Damon don't stay the night too often.
I get no sleep.
We would literally go to sleep then wake back up to jump each other again. Maybe it is because we don't have each other that close at night and we aren't use to it. God I hope that is the reason because if I ever marry that man I can't live with 2 hours of sleep for the rest of my life.
"Damon I am so tired." I pout rubbing my eyes.
"Yeah we probably shouldn't have done the third round….or the fourth… or the fifth…-"
"Trust me Damon I get it." And boy do I feel it.
"Come on." He pats my hip getting up.
I roll on my back watching that fine specimen get up. He stands facing the windows and stretches. His butt clenches as his arms reach up and boy do I want him. Again.
"Shower?" Damon asks.
"For me yes. For you no. You can wait till you drop me off." I scowl.
"Darn."
I use all my energy I have to stand up out of this amazing and soft warm bed but I feel my naked body hit the cool air, I gasp sharply and quickly head to the bathroom to turn on boiling hot water, ignoring Damon's prolonged stares and lip biting.
I know what he is doing. He wants me to give in because he can't. He can't because he knows I have to go to school and he couldn't live with himself if he stopped me but if I stopped myself from going to school he seems to think it would be okay.
I jump up and down trying to keep my body heat in me as I mess with the water temperature before finding the perfect one.
Scolding hot. Yes.
After my amazing hot shower, I turn the water off but I realize something.
I have no clothes.
None of my schoolwork here.
Fuck.
"Damon!" I call out from the shower.
"Yeah?" he asks waking in, now fully dressed in his casual black jeans and black shirt.
"I have no freaking clothes!" I exclaim, starting to freak out.
"Calm down…we can…run by your house? Your dad should be gone right?" He asks.
"He should…but I don't want to go back there…fuck." I curse realizing I have to go back at some point.
Damn.
Damon smiles painfully, knowing I just realized I have to face everything soon. And it sucks.
I sigh. "Can you get me some of your clothes to wear there?"
"Sure." He quickly leaves to fetch some.
I inwardly groan. Deep down, I knew I had to go back sometime but not this soon. I wanted more time to calm down and think things through. I am still bitter about it all and don't want to get more hurt but now whenever I see the front door I will think of my dad up against it with that…thing.
I get out of the shower grabbing a nearby towel, drying myself before Damon hands me some grey sweats and a black button up and of course a pair of his boxer shorts.
I can tell while putting them on, Damon has a strange fetish with me wearing his clothes. He has the same face as before when I wore his stuff. He always bites his lips with his arms crossed while sporting a hard on.
But I guess we all have a sexual fetish's. Can't really hold that against him. God knows I have many about him.
When I am finished getting dressed we race out the door so we have time to swing by my house. I feel a little bit of anxiety and fear for going back there and the possibility that my dad also might still be there. You never know with his schedule. It is always hectic.
Damon pulls up in front of my house and I curse.
My dad's car is in the driveway. But I need my things. Damn it.
Damon sends me a sympathetic smile before we both get out and head to the house. I almost knock before I shake my head and just walk in. I smell breakfast cooking and hear voices in the kitchen. I get a wave of nausea knowing his lady friend is still here.
I decide to just slip upstairs where all my things are than get into another fight with my dad. Damon nods knowing my plan the second my foot hits the stairs. I reach my room and quickly get changed into my own clothes before grabbing my old cheerleading duffle bag and start filling it with more clothes. I obviously can't bring all of them so I focus on ones that fit me aka my maternity clothes. I also stock some toiletries from my bathroom. Especially my coconut oil to prevent my belly from getting stretch marks as it grows which thank god has been working so far.
I then head to my desk where all my books, journals and homework are quickly stuffing them into my school bag and race back downstairs. Damon isn't at the bottom of the stairs anymore and I swear in every language under the sun.
I drop my bags by the door and hesitantly make my way to the kitchen. I can feel my heart beating in my chest as I get closer and closer.
When I enter the kitchen Damon is on one side of the island and my dad and his woman thing is on the other. I cross my arms; an immediate self-defense mechanism I have. My presence is quickly known as everyone looks at me.
"Elena…" My dad starts.
I glare at him. "I am just here to get my things."
"Yeah Damon told me. Look Elena I want you to give her a chance and meet her." He looks at me with hope. "Elena, This is Andie. My girlfriend."
She waves at me but has the biggest fake smile covering her small face.
I don't like her.
I get bad feelings whenever I even look at her.
"Whatever." I turn to Damon. "Can we go now?" I scowl at him. I am not very happy with him right now.
"Elena please give this a chance. I love you and I love her." He persists. "I need someone to turn to and love. I miss that Elena. I just need a companion."
"Then you should have gotten a dog." I snap. "Oh wait! Too late you already let the bitch in." I say with pure venom in my voice before I turn around, grab my bags and slam the front door.
I seem to be doing that a lot lately.
Thank god Damon's car is unlocked so I put my bags in the backseat before I climb into the front. About three minutes later Damon exits my house and climbs in next to me.
He sits there for a few seconds staring at the steering wheel before he breaks the silence. "Well shit, I hope I don't piss you off." He smirks, trying to lighten the mood.
I smile the best I can. "Yeah I have been known to get a temper. Being twenty-seven weeks pregnant probably has nothing to do with it though." I add with sarcasm.
"Sorry I left, Grayson heard me and called me in and before I could get away, you came in. But I am sorry. He is really worried though, Elena. He didn't do this to piss you off I think he genuinely wants to move on and be happy and he wants you to come back. I told him you needed a few days to calm down and he agreed with it and told me to take care of you. He doesn't want you gone forever though, Elena. He loves you."
I sigh. "I know he does. And I love him too but this was sprung on me and whenever I remotely think about the situation I get this overwhelming sadness for my mom. She should be here with my dad, not that…thing."
"I agree. It should be your mom."
"But she is dead." I let out a strangled breath. "I know."
"No one is saying you have to be okay with this right now. Not a lot of people would. But in the end you will need to accept it, not only for your dad's happiness but yours as well."
I grumble. "Why do you always have to say the right things?"
"Because I am amazing." He grins before turning on the car so I can head to school.
...
I groan walking out of the school. Today was the most boring day of my life. Nothing happened. I also almost passed out five times because my wonderful boyfriend of mine kept me up last night doing nightly activities so I am leaning towards sleep deprived. I learn nothing new and no boyfriend all day was like groundhogs day. I perk up though seeing my boyfriend's car in the lines of people. I bite my lip to contain my smile but it is useless. I walk as fast as I can to his car before pulling it open, climbing in and kissing him.
"Well that is a nice greeting." He smirks.
I slap him lightly on the arm. "Just drive Salvatore, I need food."
"You ate the lunch I gave you right?" He asks mildly concerned.
"Yes." I sigh. "But I am hungry again. I feel like I am eating for ten rather than two."
"Thank god you're not."
I get out of the car when we arrive to his house, eager to get some food in me. I can always tell when the baby in my belly is getting bigger because I will eat like no tomorrow. Damon takes my hand as we head into his house and go straight to the kitchen.
"Hey." I greet Helen as we enter the kitchen. It looks like she is already starting on dinner. She has so much dedication to cooking and thoroughly enjoys it. I hope I can get to that point. Because right now it looks like Damon will do all the cooking.
"Hey you two." She smiles, full with joy at us. "Hungry Elena?"
"Very." I blush.
"No worries. Salvatore babies will steal all your food. Been there." She winks before whisking out a leftover dish of her spaghetti last night.
Yum.
"Thanks." I say taking the spaghetti after she heats it up.
While I am eating I love watching Helen and Damon interact. They give each other such a hard time but you can feel the love and bond between them. I know Damon has always felt closer to his mom but it is something I love seeing. It always makes me wonder what kind of dad he will be.
"Good afternoon." I hear Giuseppe say to all of us as he enters the room.
Damon nods to him as he comes to stand next to me and steals my fork, taking a bite showing a messy grin and I roll my eyes.
"So Damon, have you talked to the school to see if you can still graduate on time?" Giuseppe asks while looking at the newspaper Helen had out on the counter.
"Not yet but I have been doing really well so I am not too worried." Damon says annoyed.
"Well you should be. Damon you have a kid coming on the way you need to be responsible. You never do anything you are supposed to!" Giuseppe says, getting irritated.
"Dad I get it! And I am doing things I am supposed to!" Damon snaps.
"Don't talk to me like that." Giuseppe snaps back.
"Boys, calm down." Helen says slowly.
"Helen we need him to succeed and he is doing nothing but getting into trouble and just hoping everything goes right! I am just trying to be a good parent-"
"Well it is too late for that." Damon yells.
The room goes silent and my mouth is hung open at how things turned but I keep my head down and play with my food.
"You. Don't. Talk. To. Me. Like That. Son." Giuseppe says slowly and deadly.
"Well I just did and you know what?" Damon yells angrily. "I am tired of this good dad routine you have going on, when in reality you both were gone most of my life! Hell, I practically took care of Stefan on my own. So no I won't take advice from you. Oh and also screw you!"
"Damon don't talk to your father like that." His mom whispers. "He just wants to help you."
"Well I don't want or need it from someone who was absent from my life. That goes for both of you. So don't act like you are better parents than I will be, because I for sure wont fucking leave my kid like that." He rants.
"Damon we had to work and make a living-"Helen tries to explain.
"No. I don't want to hear it." He grabs his coat from the chair next to me. "Come on Elena."
I feel uncomfortable but I slip my sweater back on and start to walk out the room with him.
"That's what you do Damon! You walk away!" Giuseppe yells from behind.
Shit.
I can almost exactly tell how Damon will react.
"What the fuck did you say?" Damon slowly turns around.
"Damon." I warn trying to calm him down. I don't want him to do anything he will regret.
"You both leave me for my whole fucking childhood and you are telling me all I ever do is run?!" He seethes.
"Damon calm down." Helen tries again.
"No I won't fucking calm down. You know what. I should have done this a while ago." He breathes heavily and I feel something huge coming up that makes me nervous. "I don't want you two in my life anymore. But then again it won't make much of a difference will it? I also don't want you around my daughter. Ever. But that shouldn't matter either since you think I will be such a horrible dad!" He exclaims.
"Damon no!" Helen jumps almost like she just realized the how dire this situation is.
Both Damon's parents are still; like they don't know how to respond but I can tell they are hurt by Damon's words. To be honest I can see both sides. But before anyone has the chance to say anything else Damon grabs my hand and races us out of the house.
We hurriedly get in his car before he drives down the road, far away from his house. I can still feel his body is tense as marble but we both don't say anything. We both have had a pretty bad day. As the baby gets closer I can see all of us freaking out more and snapping at each other. I don't know if Damon will ever forgive his parents for leaving him as a child. It seems to have a pretty deep effect on him. But I hope for him he does.
I don't know how much time passes but I feel the car stop so I look out the window and realize we are in front of a grocery store. Damon is still breathing pretty heavily while looking down at his lap.
"You have your lake house still right?" Damon asks, finally looking up.
I nod. "Yeah?"
"Can we stay there until everything calms down? At least this weekend?" He asks with hope filled in his beautiful cerulean eyes.
"Of course." I nod a few times. "We leave the key in the window crack so we can get in….Do you need to pick some of your things up from your house?" I ask.
He quickly shakes his head. "No."
I don't comment on it. He obviously doesn't want to see them or be around them right now. Which I obviously get.
We are about to pull out of the parking lot and head there when my phone rings. I look at Damon who sighs and nods before turning the car back off. I look at the caller ID thinking it will be Helen or my dad but it is Caroline.
"Yeah?"
"Elena! I heard what happened. Me and Stefan are at his house and we heard Damon went crazy-"
"He did not go crazy." I defend my boyfriend.
"Well whatever. But where are you guys going to go? You both basically wrote off your parents."
"Don't tell anyone but were going to my lake house for the weekend to cool off."
"Oooh!" She gasps. "Elena can we go! Please I am so freaking bored and I love going there! I haven't been since the summer of eighth grade when I lost my virgini-"
"I get it Care. And…." I look up at Damon who has been listening in on the conversation. He hits his head against the head rest rubbing his face before he nods almost painfully. "Yeah you guys can come. And if you can grab some of Damon's clothes that would be great."
"No problem! We will just tell Helen we are going to….my cabin house or something. But see you soon!" She cheers before she hangs up.
I hang up before slowly turning to Damon. "…Sorry…"
"It's fine. I guess it would be nice to have other people there….sometimes."
I bite my lips to not smile because I know exactly what he means.
Let's hope this weekend takes our mind off of things.
Review?
Damn fast update. I just wrote every single day until i realized I was done. Whoo.
I personally LOVED writing this chapter. I really enjoyed it and loved it. DE just took the wheel and bantered it out.
I had a blast seeing people guess who the blonde lady was. I don't think people guessed Andie because usually that is Damon's rebound but eh screw normal. Besides Grayson is a good looking guy and has a good amount of money, He can get young hot ladies ;D
I can't wait to write some chapters coming up i planned and to see what you all think of them. I have planned the birth since the beginning of time. Muahaha.
But again please review to let me know your amazing input. I suck at replying to them but I will start trying more! :D
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