And I, I think that you,
I think you're so cool babe
Loving everything you do.
You say we're gonna run away
Put on your sundress, summer day
Flying around on the highway.
Spin me 'round, kiss me in your Chevrolet.
I love you more with each and everyday.
Top down, gonna make a getaway, top down.
Spin me 'round, kiss me in your Chevrolet.
You found me when I had lost my way.
I jump awake to the sound of a door closing, I sit up and look around disoriented and realize we are at a gas station. I rub my eyes tiredly looking around for Damon to find him pumping gas while chewing on a peperoni stick.
What a sight.
I fumble with the hand until I finally open the door and step out, stretching.
"Hey sleepy." He smirks.
"Don't even go there. I was so tired from last night…" I grumble, rubbing my eyes again.
"I get that…especially since I took a nap earlier." He gleams evilly.
I scowl leaning against the car. I can feel her right now in my stomach kicking up a storm. I was getting worried since she didn't kick a lot today but that just means she will keep me up all night tonight.
I can tell we are at a gas station about thirty minutes from the lake house so only a little bit more to go before I can lay down and try to go to sleep with a baby kicking me from the inside out.
"You hungry? I can get you something?" Damon gestures to the store.
"No. I'm good."
He finishes pumping before we climb back into the Camaro and get back on the road. "Do you think we will be okay…with our parents and all?" I ask warily.
He scoffs. "You will. I know that. You love your dad too much Elena. You don't see it but you will forgive him soon and all will be good. Me and my family however..."
"So you don't want them in your daughter's life?"
"I love them and I know they will be good with her but it's just…there is too much bad blood there. Whenever I am around them I think 'Am I good enough' you know? And I just…can't take it anymore. Maybe there is a way around it but as of right now…" He sighs sadly.
"I get it…I do. Take all the time you need." I smile in support.
He smiles back when my cell phone rings. I pick it up and look at the caller ID. My brother.
"Jer." I sigh.
"Hey Elena, Dad told me what happened…are you okay?" He asks seriously.
"Yeah I am. Just need time to clear my head." I sigh.
"Look don't be mad but…I knew about Andie for a while. I caught them at a bar I was at and…We didn't want to tell you Elena…You are dealing with so much and dad was in the new relationship stage so really it could have lasted another day and that was it. He wanted to wait till he was more stable and he could sit down and talk to you about it…I know he didn't mean for it to happen like this." My brother says genuinely.
I bite my lip to stop the string of obscenities I want to say. "Jeremy…" I groan into the phone. I grumble and rub my hands over my face stressfully before gathering my words. "Does this not bother you?" I exasperate.
He waits a few moments before speaking. "I mean…yeah I want it to be mom and I was kind of mad at first but he needs to move on and live life even though mom isn't here." He says softly. A tone I don't hear often from my brother.
"I know that it's just…so hard."
"I know Elena…believe me. But go have fun this weekend with your boyfriend or whatever but then come home or I will drag you back. It will be okay." He adds.
"I hope you are right. Love you Jer."
"Love you too."
I sigh putting my phone back in my pocket. I feel a little bit of betrayal that my dad and brother kept it from me but then again I know they were doing it because they love me. And I know deep down everything Jeremy said was true. I still need time, to process everything and give myself a chance to open my mind to a situation like this because before, I never had too.
"Everything alright?" Damon glances at me repeatedly from the road.
"Yeah." I look out the window before telling him everything. Damon nods sincerely which makes me feel better because he is actually listening and really cares about what is going on and how I feel about it.
About half an hour later we arrive at my lake house and I feel a rush of memories from when I came here every summer with my mom and Caroline. Our girl's weekends. I haven't been back since 8th grade but surprisingly I feel good being back, no sad feelings just old reminiscing. Maybe I can cope now. I smile with that thought.
Damon grabs my bags out of the trunk while I fish the key from the window crack before opening the door. Everything looks the same. My dad came back here once after my mom's death to make sure it was clean and withstanding the snow but other than that it hasn't been lived in too much.
I trail my fingers over random things, getting a rush of emotions with each object. Nothing bad. All good.
"Doing alright?" Damon asks behind me.
I smile turning around. "More than alright."
He wraps his arms around my body bringing me close. "Would it be weird if we had sex in your old childhood lake house?" Damon cringes.
"Yes. But we can't go without it."
Damon raises his eyebrows in shock, expecting to be turned down but kisses me. I return the kiss gratefully until after a while I pull away. "Babe…I would love to, trust me."
"But…" Damon hedges.
"But…Caroline and Stefan will be here any minute and I don't need them to bring up what they saw for the rest of my life. You know we never hear the end of that one time as it is." I point out.
He scoffs. "I don't care. It is good for people to know we have amazing-"
"Damon!" I scold.
"What?!"
"What we do is private." I blush.
"What about that time we did it in the public-"
"Shshhh! They might hear you!" I look around in mock sarcasm.
He laughs before leading me to the couch and pulling me down across him and massaging my stomach. I moan. I will make this his full time job because damn, I can live with this.
"I wish they weren't coming." Damon groans into my scalp while still rubbing my belly.
"I know but…she is hard to say no to and I haven't been hanging out with her as much…"
"I understand. I have been stealing you." He kisses my head.
"You have been." I agree. "But I don't mind."
"Good because I don't want to share." He growls and nips at my ear.
I giggle and squirm before I hear a knock at the door followed by the shrill voice of my best friend. "Eleennnaaaaa we are heerreee!"
I look at my boyfriend who is glaring at me but I put on my best smile before climbing off of him and heading to the door. The second I open it Caroline makes the beeline for the kitchen while Stefan is behind her carrying all the bags.
"Bro." Damon greets with a smirk, looking at all the bags Stefan got stuck carrying.
"Don't start." Stefan warns.
Damon holds up his hands in a mock surrender with a grin on his mouth that tells me he is trying his hardest not to laugh.
Caroline comes back from the kitchen with a bright smile on her beautiful face. "I stole some wine from my mom's on the way home so I put that in the fridge as well as the alcohol Stefan stole from his dad." Caroline grins brightly as if waiting for me to congratulate her.
"Ugh you guys get to drink?" I frown, crossing my arms.
They all laugh lightly. "Maybe….You shouldn't have gotten knocked up." Caroline adds with her well renown sass.
"This sucks." I pout.
"Well boo-hoo." Damon sticks out his tongue
I glare at him. He thinks he is just so funny. Well joke is on him.
If I can't drink, neither can he.
"So what should we do first?! We can… watch a movie-"
"No, no Blondie. Elena has been up all night…for reasons and has been through hell today. She needs sleep." He says firmly.
"She looks fine!" Caroline points out.
"I am pretty tired." I agree with Damon.
"You are just using this as an excuse to jump him." Caroline whines.
I think that over. Because honestly I am really tired but now that Caroline mentioned it…jumping my boyfriend does sound pretty fun.
"Maybe I am or maybe I'm not but I am going up to bed anyway. We can do a lot of stuff tomorrow night." I promise her.
She sighs. "Okay. Stefan and I will watch something then!" She gleams.
Stefan groans. "Can't we go to 'bed' too?"
Damon laughs and clamps his brother on the back. "Nice try brother." He says before grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs. He looks confused which room to take but I go to the room I always used growing up. It's comfortable to me and doesn't have my mom's stuff everywhere. I might be getting better at moving on but there is only so much I can handle.
I lead him into the room I spent so many nights with Caroline, Bonnie and Jeremy over the summers. It is a double bed so a lot smaller than Damon is used to. So that will be interesting to see how he will adjust. I have some collectables and stuffed animals and toys through my room. I make a note to myself to give some of these to our daughter. I plop on the bed while Damon goes to retrieve our bags.
I hear him come back in and set our bags by the door before plopping down next to me.
"Sleep?" He asks.
"Would you hate me if I said I really want to sleep?" I laugh.
"No because I want the same." He chuckles and looks at me. "But Stefan thinks I am getting lucky right now while Blondie is probably forcing him to watch Aladdin so let's keep up the rouse."
I burst out laughing but I can't help myself from having some fun with it. Without warning I start moaning as loud as I can before I let out a little scream. Damon snaps his head to me so fast with the most shocked and prideful expression I have seen.
I smirk at him before continuing on.
"Yeah Damon." I moan and stifle a laugh.
"Eleeennnnaaaa!" He screams his eyes still locked with mine, the hugest grin on his face.
I cover my mouth with my hand to hide the huge laugh trying to escape. "Damon! Yes. Yes. Yessssss!"
"Aaugggrrghhh." He grunts mocking a climax.
I roll over onto my side and let out the big laugh I have been holding in, into his chest. He laughs with me while rubbing my back.
Now we can get some sleep.
27 weeks and 3 days pregnant
Saturday March 5th
I sit there awake in bed debating what to do.
It is about 2 am. I woke up maybe 20 minutes ago but I can't go back to sleep. My back hurts so bad.
And I want pickles.
And chips.
Now.
Or I might die.
I rub my hands over my face. I know it won't go away till I satisfy it. A lot like sex. But we don't have any food here and if Damon found out I snuck out drove through the night at 2 am without him.
He would kill me.
I slowly remove his hand that is wrapped possessively around my belly and put it to his side. I carefully sit up before slowly standing.
I make it two steps before Damon's voice speaks out to me. "Elena?"
I sigh. I knew he would wake up. "Yeah?" I ask, my voice still thick with sleep.
"Where are you going?" He groans.
"To the store." I say and he immediately sits up looking confused, hair messy and all. He gives himself a second before grabbing his phone from the nightstand and looking at the time.
"What the fuck, 2 am? Elena-"
"I know…"
"Can't it wait?"
"Trust me, it can't." I grumble, mad at my stupid appetite right now.
"What do you need?" He sighs in defeat putting on his pants.
"Anything lathered in salt really." I put on my clothes as well before I go into my joined bathroom and quickly comb my hair.
"You do know this is what they call 'Pregnancy cravings'." Damon informs with a smirk and grabs his wallet.
"It has nothing to do with pregnancy its…just something…that sounds good." I say in complete denial as we walk out of the bedroom door as quietly as possible.
When we are outside Damon looks at me and laughs. "Oh so it's normal for anyone to be woken up by cravings and get up at 2 am, drive to a store just to get what sounds good." He asks as if making sure that is what I mean.
I slap him on the arm. "Hey. I can be in denial all I want. You knocked me up. Go with it." I glare but it is followed by a smile.
We race to the nearest store which is a Wal-Mart. The only thing open and near this time of night. Damon and I head inside hand in hand trying to contain our laughs at the whole idiocy of this situation.
"Where to first milady?" He looks down at me with a smirk.
I twist my lips up. "Hmm…chips first!"
"You know that is unhealthy, Gilbert." He reprimands.
I look at him with a hard look.
"But with it being a depressing and stressful weekend. What the hell." He sighs in defeat.
I beam at him before we both race to the junk food aisle that is filled with chips, candy, pop, and basically everything I ever dreamed up. We fill up our little basket. Damon starts heading towards the registers but I stop him with my hand.
"No…we still need one more thing." I look at him pointedly.
He raises his eyebrows at me before looking down in our very full and unhealthy basket. "I think we are good."
"Pickles!" I exclaim pulling my boyfriend's arm to the pickles.
We run down many aisles until we find the right one and I grab two large pickle jars and put them in the already full basket which makes Damon falter a little at the weight.
"Okay!" I smile. "Now we are good." I grab his spare hand and we head to the registers.
While the old man is scanning the stuff he gives us weird looks before glancing down at my round stomach. I shake my head turning away.
I touch Damon's arm lightly knowing he will overreact over something like this.
When I reluctantly let Damon pay we grab our bags and head home.
"Can I ask you a serious question?" I lean my head against the rest and stare at him.
He glances at my carefully while still driving. "Okay."
"Why don't you like me paying for things?"
He lets out a deep breath before he answers. "It might not seem like it but I find myself to be a…traditional guy. I don't like the woman I love buying me things. It just feels weird like I owe you something back…"
"Damon we are equals." I scold. "Besides sometimes you need to let people do nice things for you without you doing something back." I look pointedly at him.
"We'll see." He says tensely.
"Damon!" I whine.
"Elena!" He says back with the same voice.
Usually I would snap or get irritated but I find myself laughing until I can't breathe. I cover my mouth to try and stop but it is useless.
He laughs a little with me but I can tell it is just because I am laughing.
When I catch my breath I look at him with pure love. "How do we work so well together for people who fight all the time?"
"That's just us." He smiles, happy with the outcome.
"I like that." I tell him. "All my past boyfriends and me never fought. It was boring with no passion."
"Well it is a good thing I am here." He smirks while pulling into the driveway.
"Yeah it is."
We bring the bags in but instead of taking them to the kitchen we put them all on the coffee table, turn on some TV and pig out.
I know Damon won't allow this often. I mean I feel guilty eating like this but sometimes you need to indulge and I am pretty sure our daughter is pretty happy in there right now with all these sweets. I lean against his side while snacking on pickles and chips while he is eating some brownie bites and his own chips that I am not allowed to have because they are 'spicy' and he doesn't want to screw around.
I love doing small things like this with him though. Whether it is watching TV or driving in his car. The small things with him are moments I cherish. I don't think I am ever happier than I am in times like these.
I start to feel nauseous and tired. Nauseous from all this junk food and the obscene amount of pickles I just ate and tired because I only got a few hours of sleep which is about ten minutes for a pregnant girl. I lay my head across Damon's lap and groan rubbing my very sore and full and also round belly. "It was so good but I already regret it."
"That is junk food for you." Damon laughs. "But I agree it was fucking amazing." He pops another chip in his mouth.
"Ugh I can't even look at it anymore." I turn to my side more to get it out of my line of sight.
He rubs my back and man it feels so damn good. "You want to go back to bed?" Damon asks.
I nod but I don't move.
I am so full and tired I might just sleep here. I don't know how much later it is but I feel my body leaving the couch. I snap my eyes open and realize Damon is carrying my bridal style to our room. I moan and nuzzle into his neck. He is so warm. It feels nice.
He sets me lightly on the bed before changing out of his clothes into…nothing.
Okay I'm awake now.
I lean up on my elbow as I watch him move things around before turning back to me. His eyes widen a little seeing I am awake and alert before turning into his signature smirk. "Like what you see, Gilbert?" He puts his hands on his hips to pose a little and damn myself if I find that hot.
"Just get over here." I demand huskily.
"Yes ma'am." He shoots across that bed and smashes his lips to mine in an amazing and breathtaking kiss. I wrap my arms and legs around his body to bring it closer to mine. I want to sleep so I want to get straight to the point which strangely a lot of times Damon doesn't like.
He loves to show me how much he loves me since he doesn't express it in words a lot. It's in his actions. But I unwrap my arms from his neck to sneak them down low and wrap them around him. I don't think he knew what I was doing, too busy kissing me because he gasp and jerks but catches himself on his hands so he doesn't fall on me.
He rests his head in the crook of my neck while I rub him up and down fast. I feel him thrusting into my hand with need and I can tell he is close.
So I stop.
He picks his head up so fast it almost scares me. He looks at me darkly. "Elena..."
I push him off and I am sure he thinks he is being rejected but I think those suspicions quickly diminish when I wiggle my way out of my clothes as fast as I can.
He gets the idea and helps me take off the rest of my pants while I work on my shirt. Before I know it I am naked and under my insanely hot and horny boyfriend. I gleam wickedly before I kiss him hard. I feel his hands traveling near my center and I groan against his lips not able to take much more.
"Damon I swear to god…"
"Payback is a bitch." He murmurs against my lips. "But I am too far gone to care about it." He says before entering me in one swift movement.
He moves inside me and lord it feels so good. But I want more. I push up into a seating position so I'm straddling him but he is still inside of me. We both moan in unison at how deep he is now. He places both of his hands firmly on my ass cupping both cheeks while I squeeze as tight as I can on to him. I want him.
It doesn't take much longer before we both come undone and collapse on each other's shoulders. I am tingly and satisfied and I wouldn't have it any other way. Damon kisses me forehead before pulling out, laying me down again and tucking me in.
I smile at his overwhelming love before I drift off.
…..
"I have the right to the kitchen!"
"No you don't! I have been here far more times. Now move it, Salvatore."
"I just want to make breakfast!"
"Yeah well so do I!"
"I have a pregnant girlfriend!"
"You use that as an excuse for everything!"
"It's a pretty damn good excuse!"
I groan trying to muffle them with Damon's pillow but it goes on and on. I sigh, giving up. I stand up and feel a rush of dizziness then nausea. I cover my mouth before running to the toilet and throwing up. Not too much comes out, thank god. But I am fairly certain this has to do with the copious amount of pickles and chips I had last night as well as a few of Damon's brownie bites which were incredible.
I brush my teeth before throwing on some pajama shorts and a tank top and head downstairs. I feel a little grumpy from my morning wake up considering I didn't get a lot of sleep last night. I make my way down the stairs to the still loud conversation going on with what sounds like my boyfriend and my best friend.
I round the corner and see Damon holding a pan while yelling at Caroline and Caroline holding a spatula fuming at him. I cross my arms and raise my brow. They quickly acknowledge my appearance, Damon's face instantly softens.
"What is going on? You woke me up." I glare at both of them.
Damon snaps his head to Caroline as if blaming her for it, she exclaims before shrieking. "You yelled too, Salvatore. Besides it's noon, she should be up anyway." Caroline adds.
I scowl at her. "In case you didn't know my body is literally growing a human being, so yeah I need more sleep also my back and cravings kept me up last night so yeah I would have liked it if I slept in." I sneer.
She crosses her arms defensively. "Maybe you shouldn't have gotten yourself kno-"
"Okay, okay." Stefan intervenes.
I furrow my brow because I didn't even know he was here.
Damon I can tell is fuming on the inside so I walk up next to him and rub his very muscular arm. "Look I am in a bad mood today and I don't want to cause any problems so I will be upstairs. Also stop fighting over the kitchen. Damon is an amazing cook. He wins."
"You love my eggs!" Caroline pouts.
"Sorry Care. His are like heaven." I smile lovingly at Damon.
"You are biased!"
"Probably but tell me that after you've tasted them."
I go back upstairs; take a quick shower which feels so good on my now very sore back. I don't blame my body though. Damon's damn genetics created a super baby that is making me twice as wide. I feel her flutter awake while under the spray of the shower and smile. It never gets old. Ever.
I dry myself, slip into some sweats and a long sleeve shirt before heading back downstairs. Hopefully they have resolved any conflict in the kitchen by now because I am starving. And I want Damon's eggs.
I round into the kitchen and see Damon flipping eggs and Caroline making toast. I try to contain the smirk at how my boyfriend totally got his way. I wrap my arms around his torso and kiss his back.
"Mhmm." I moan into him. "It smells so good."
"Here…just done with this one." He smiles handing me a plate.
Caroline hands me some toast before I get some milk and chow down. I think I moan my way through the whole meal. Damon's eggs are so fluffy and flavorful they should be illegal. I really think he should open up a restaurant rather than work for his dad. He obviously enjoys it more.
"Want more?" Damon asks next to me eating his own eggs.
"I mean I want more but I am full so, I won't." I pout while rubbing my belly, leaning back in the chair.
"Damn it." Caroline hisses while her fingers fly away on her phone. "Shit."
We all share a confused look before Stefan asks. "What's wrong…?"
"My mom…she…ugh…she has some family over right now and wants me home not to mention she is bringing up my Calculus grade which is not the best…I think I have to go." She bites her lip.
There is a moment of awkward silence of what is happening.
"Uhm…are you sure Care?" Stefan asks.
"Yeah…" She groans. "I really wanted to be here…sorry!" She looks to me and Damon.
Damon grins while reclining in his chair with his arms behind his head. "Wow…this really sucks. What will we do without you here." He tsks.
I hit him in the arm which causes him to almost fall.
Caroline glares. "The normal things you two do when we are here."
I cough and look at the ground trying not to burst out laughing. I know she is referring to the stunt we pulled before we went to bed when we were screaming and pretending to have sex so we could get some good sleep. But I of course won't tell her that.
"Steffie you still staying?" Damon wags his eyebrows. I shake my head and look up at the ceiling, wishing something to suck me up out of this conversation.
"Hell no." Stefan half laughs but grabs Caroline's hand and tells her he will help her pack.
"Well…" Damon smirks at me. "Yippie kye aye."
I resist the big huge smile fighting its way to my lips and take a peek at my phone that I haven't looked at in a while. Many missed calls from my dad, Jeremy and Damon's mom. I really wish Damon would make up with her; I could see the regret and sorrow on Helen's face during the entire conversation. Giuseppe is a harder one to pin on what he is feeling which I think is where Damon got it from. But I know with all my heart deep down those parents love their kids and would do anything for them, they just made mistakes like any other parent and are making up for them now.
I know my dad a lot of times when he kept moving up in the hospital, would miss home, due to the insane schedules and the bosses on his back and he still does leave at a lot at random hours but my dad also balances it really well and makes sure to cook dinners whenever he can so we can all eat together and at least pretend to be a normal family.
"Anything exciting?" Damon asks nonchalantly looking at his empty plate but I can sense the sadness and curiosity beneath.
"No." I breathe out. "Just everyone wanting to know where we are and if we are okay." I put my phone away.
"Today is already Saturday. Are we both ready to be back with our parents in…another day?" Damon asks with a deep tone.
I fiddle with my fingers for a bit thinking over the question. "I don't think I will ever be ready. But you have to face the music sometime."
Damon grimaces and I can tell he does not want to face the music anytime soon.
"I mean I know deep down I should probably let everything cool down more and wait another week but I have school and Jeremy would kill me." I scoff.
"Yeah." Damon sighs sadly.
I look at him with deep pain, because I know he wants to just run away with me to some hotel and stay far away where he feels hurt but he knows he has to face it head on and fairly quick. This man right here has been through so much pain in his life it saddens me to no point. A lot of people would argue with me but screw them, I love this man so be it.
I grab his hand and squeeze it. "It will get better. I promise you." I tell him genuinely.
It can only go up from here.
27 weeks and 4 days pregnant
Sunday March 6th
"Damon I swear to god wake me up one more time and I will kill you." I say seriously, nuzzling further into my pillow.
He chuckles while kissing my back, sending vibrations through my body. "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Hmm maybe the five times you woke me up to have your way with me." I roll over, glaring at him pointedly.
"Hey! You attacked me that one time!"
I blush and look down at the sheets. "Fine!" I give in. "I will take that! But I need to be home in- …" I look over Damon's shoulder at the clock. "A few hours and I need all the sleep I can get." I pout.
He groans into my shoulder.
"I don't want to go home either." I sigh.
"It's different with you! I mean you said you were going to come back once you cooled down. I literally wrote my parents off and told them I didn't ever want to see them again…." He trails off, picking at the sheets.
"Then get a hotel Damon." I tell him sincerely. "Do what makes you comfortable. Obviously you are not ready to go back yet and that is fine. You are hurt. It is not bad to admit that. But be selfish and do what you need to do. If you need more space then do it." I tell him.
He looks up at me under his eyelashes almost in awe of me. "Yeah." He coughs after a while. "I will do that."
"Good!" I get up looking for my clothes which are all over the place. "Now, since I can't get any sleep we should probably head out. It is almost noon." I put my underwear and bra on.
"Nooo." He whines into his pillow.
I smirk walking to the end of the bed and pull the blankets off of him, leaving him bare.
Nice.
He gleams wickedly at me before he stands up quickly. And I know that look, the same look he has before he jumps me. I squeal as he makes a run for me and I run down the hall.
"This isn't fair! I am pregnant!" I shriek, running into a room. "With your kid nonetheless!"
With my slow running he wraps his arms around my breast and brings me close to him. I jump, feeling him at my backside.
He growls playfully before biting my neck.
"What are you a vampire!?" I squeal and laugh at the tickling sensation.
To my surprise he puts his arms beneath my knees and carefully sweeps me up, carrying me back to our room.
He lightly sets me down on the edge of the bed so my feet are still touching the ground and stands between me. He leans down so he is right above me, hovering over my lips I reach up to try and kiss him but he moves to my ear where he blows. "Karma is a bitch." He grins turning around to get dressed.
I stay where I am and glare at his back, fearing what I will do if I am near him. He always thinks he is all high and mighty when he doesn't get his way so he teases me. I am going to laugh at what he will do after I give birth and I won't be cleared for sexual activities for at least six weeks. It will be hard on me, no doubt but I will also be healing a certain area of my body and nursing his ginormous daughter so it will probably be worse on his end.
"Aw don't pout." He grins walking back over to me.
"I'm not." I grumble.
"You are." He smiles but leans down to do his daily routine. Kissing my belly. He puts both of his hands on each side of my stomach and kisses the very center. She immediately flutters awake from his touch and kicks the precise spot where his hand is.
"How do you do that!" I exclaim.
He always has his way around her.
Always able to wake her up when he wants; get her to kick when and where he wants. It's not fair.
He smirks like the cocky bastard he is.
I shake my head and join him as we start packing. It was nice staying here for a short weekend. I haven't been here in a while but it was nice. Though Damon kind of lost the whole 'innocence' to my room here but I didn't mind. At all.
He still doesn't let me carry any of the bags as he puts them in the car. So I go back inside to clean up the little mess we all made. When I just finished putting the clean dishes away Damon calls to me that he is ready. I put my jacket on and close the door before locking it and putting the key in the same spot.
I walk down the front porch stairs were Damon is and look back at the cabin with a smile.
"Ready to face the real world?" He asks.
"Nope."
"Me either."
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This was a fluff chapter. I have ALOT of drama coming up so really...Enjoy it. Hhahaha..Seriously.
So this story will be around 34 chapters. I have it all mapped out and planned and some of the things coming up the next few chapters I am SUPER excited to write. Really. We are getting to the fun/drama part in the story and pregnancy.
Moving on the the finale of TVD last week... It was amazing!It was on my birthday which I wasn't happy about but damn it was a good EP. Overall I really liked s5 and the plot. And DONT PANIC Damon will be fine. Tbh I am more worried about the Camaro...
**Spoiler: Lots of drama, cough...And drummrel please...BABY NAME GETS CHOSEN. You guys deserve that spoiler :D
Sorry for the long wait, it was my birthday, I was really sick, busy, no muse. Basically had it all xD
Let me know what you thought! Xo.