One night he wakes
Strange look on his face
Pauses, then says
You're my best friend
And you knew what it was
He is in love
You can hear it in the silence, silence
You can feel it on the way home, way home
You can see it with the lights out, lights out
You are in love, true love
6 months later
I reminisce as I stare down at my daughter that I have now had in my life for 6 months. Time has flown by it feels like just yesterday that I gave birth to her that scary night, I wasn't sure if she would be okay or not but here she is moving and moving around and healthy as ever.
Life is pretty normal, well I guess not normal for a typical teenager, but normal for me and Damon. I am now back in school for my junior year and man is that the hardest thing. Dealing with a six month old baby and junior year is so challenging. My birth was hard yes and so was my pregnancy but nothing compared to going to school for six hours a day and leaving her behind. Nothing.
Damon is what I call a stay at home dad but he doesn't like that term. He stays home with Cara all day while I am off at school. I feel really guilty because he should be off at college but he constantly reassures me that this beats any college.
Living at the Salvatore house is pretty normal now. I try and visit my dad twice a week. Both him and Jeremy adore Cara, but who am I kidding, everyone loves her. Cara loves to smile and make noise with whatever she can. She is very observant but when she wants to she is very loud and fussy. Reminds me of Damon.
Damon and I as parents now are very in tune. We always know what to do and when to do it and what Cara needs at the same time. And obviously now we are …intimate and we definitely got the talk from both my dad and Damon's parents on the safety of protection which was completely embarrassing and ended in me just agreeing whatever they want us to do as long as they stop talking.
As much as I love Cara to death I definitely don't need another baby crawling around here. I would probably go insane. As it is I have a hard time doing my homework, visiting my dad and brother, getting one on one time with Damon and giving Cara the attention she needs.
Rebekah has a beautiful little girl named Hope and she is the cutest thing ever. Cara is just 3 weeks older than her and they get along great. She is probably one of Cara's only baby friends right now because it's not like I have a lot of teenage mom friends sitting around. It works out great though because Rebekah graduated early and is focusing all her time on Hope which makes her schedule really flexible to mine so Hope and Cara can play together. Caroline and Bonnie are still my best friends but they really don't understand what I am going through or why I can't go to the high school parties and hang out as much as I use to. I try to hang out with them on the weekend as much as I can though.
"Cara I need to do my work." I pick her up next to the couch where I am working. I give her a big kiss on her cheek and sigh as I put my homework away and hold her.
She starts making her weird noises that everyone adores. I can already tell when she starts talking it will be a mouthful.
I sigh and stand up, balancing her on my hip so I can find her dad and continue my homework. I figure Damon is in the kitchen cooking with Helen. He has become quite the cook since Cara came into our lives. I think it is because he knows one day we will be on our own and wants Cara to grow up with the things he did.
"Damon." I whine as I walk into the kitchen. Both he and Helen are chopping things for dinner. "I need to do homework but she keeps reaching up and grabbing my papers."
Damon smiles and quickly washes his hands before reaching out and grabbing her from me. "Cara, Cara, Cara…..What are we going to do with you." He takes a deep breath before blowing raspberry kisses all over her stomach and neck. She giggles and moves around trying to get away from him but he has her good.
I lean against the counter and watch them. Cara and Damon's relationship is like no other I have ever seen. My dad and I growing up were very close as well but…nothing like this. The way Cara looks up to Damon and the weird quirky things they do together, are what make my day. Of course she still loves me and there are times when I am gone from school all day she just wants to see me and have me hold her when I need to be doing homework but I usually just end up holding her anyway.
"How long till dinner." I rub my tired eyes.
"About 20 minutes." Helen answers pouring more things into a pot.
I sigh, might as well wait for dinner to be done. Damon hands me back Cara and I take her with me to sit down at the tiny table in the kitchen.
"So Elena your 17th birthday is coming up. Any ideas?" Helen asks as she is cooking.
I take deep breath looking at my daughter who is balanced on my knees. "I don't know…I definitely want to spend it with my family….Maybe just a simple dinner?" I shrug and purse my lips.
She waves me off. "Its fine dear, I will think of something." She gleams.
I quickly shake my head. "No you don't have to…really."
"Nonsense, you are growing up! It must be celebrated." She smiles.
"Just go with it." Damon says with his mouth full of whatever he is trying. "I have learned the hard way."
Helen nods her head at Damon. "Listen to him."
While Helen and Damon finish cooking I play peek a boo with Cara which she just recently learned. She is in love with it. She isn't fooled by it though she always tries to move my hands to find me. Damon and I are also trying to wean Cara off of my milk but it is a slow process. She still has time but man…She does like her milk more than anything and is pretty verbal about it.
When dinner is ready I set Cara in her high chair as we sit down. Giuseppe is out of town again, he has been working hard and actually trying to retire soon but has to work for it, and we all know that. Damon and Giuseppe had a long talk and Damon understood.
As we eat Cara starts banging her fists on her high chair and trying to squirm out of it. Damon sighs and pulls her out of it and sits her on his lap. I roll my eyes because this will happen every single night. He spoils her worse than anyone, even Helen and that is saying something. Most of the time I let him get away with it unless he hears her cry from our bedroom and I wake up with her between us. Not that I hate that but trust me that is a habit I do not want to start and we have a talk about that almost every night, but you try talking Damon out of soothing his crying daughter. Not easy.
Around the end of dinner Cara starts crying while still on Damon's lap so he makes a quick trip to the kitchen with a crying Cara on his hip and comes back, setting her back in her high chair and tries to feed her some of her new baby food. I try to stifle a laugh at watching Damon trying to feed her that nasty looking stuff. She is not having it. She makes weird faces as if eating a lemon and trying to turn her head away from the spoon. In the end he managed to get half of a spoonful into her before giving me an exhausted look.
"Well you tried." I laugh and heave Cara out of her high chair before making my way up to her nursery.
When Cara was about two months old we moved her into the nursery. Neither of us dealt well with it, in fact we got less sleep once she was out of our room than the first few weeks of her being a newborn. It is still an adjustment but we are getting there. Her nursery at the Salvatore house is pastel yellow with some pink. It also has dinosaurs and many different Disney characters throughout her room. Damon insisted that just because she is a girl doesn't mean she can't grow up around 'boy' stuff. Weirdly enough I agreed.
I sit down in the rocking chair seated in her room which was Helen's when she raised Stefan and Damon. It feels surreal that she rocked a baby Damon in this very chair now we rock Cara in it. I can't believe she lent me it.
Once I am done feeding her she starts dozing off. She has this weird thing to sleep with her eyes partially open. Freaked me and Damon out for a while but now it's just her cute little quirk. I carefully lower her into her crib and by the time her back hits the familiar softness she is out like a match.
I quietly exit the room and leave the door cracked and when I look up I run into a very close Damon. "Jesus…" I breathe out.
"Hello." He smirks.
I raise my eyebrow. "What are you up to?"
He leans his head down and starts nuzzling against my neck. I giggle trying to get away from him but he then licks my neck.
What the hell.
"Damon!" I gasp and wipe his slobber from my neck while trying to contain my laugh.
Before I even know what is happening he lifts me up and throws me over his shoulder. I squeal but he slaps my ass and laughs at me trying to get out of his grasp without breaking my neck. I can't tell where we are going because I am upside down but all the sudden I am flying, I look around and realize he just threw me on the bed.
"What?!" I laugh again. "What is wrong with you?" I shake my head and try to get off the bed but he stops me and hovers over me.
I stare up at his cerulean eyes and feel myself instantly melt. How is it fair for him to have this effect on me? I quickly can sense the electricity in the room now, the two of us are waiting for the other to make the first move. My eyes move down to his plump lips that I want on mine.
"Was this your plan all along?" I ask breathlessly.
"A good magician never reveals his secrets." He smirks still over me.
I scoff turning my head the other way. He turns my head back quickly and crashes his lips into mine and my whole thought process goes out the window. I feel his warm body all over me as we twist into one. I wrap my arms around his neck to bring him as close to me as I possibly can.
He moves agonizing slow while undoing the buttons to my cardigan and I growl. This is his new thing he loves to do.
Torture me.
However I don't move that slow so I quickly take his shirt over his head and throw it as far as I can while still kissing him feverishly. I run my hands down his perfectly sculpted stomach and sigh. How did I get so lucky? Really.
Finally after what seems like forever I am now in my bra. He removes his lips from mine which makes me want to scream and slowly kisses me from my neck down to my pelvis. I thrust up wanting more but he doesn't give in.
"Damon." I whine.
He smirks and puts his mouth next to my ear which instantly gives me goose bumps before whispering sultry. "Patience."
He takes his time kissing around my bra and down each of my arms and fine I got to admit this does feels nice. He looks deeply into my eyes before caressing my face and planting a slow and sensual kiss on my lips.
I look up into his intense stare and run my fingers through his inky black hair before sitting up with my legs wrapped around him and kissing down his neck. He moans and I can hear his uneven breaths which definitely gives me an ego boost that no matter how often we do this I still have the same effect on him.
While I still have my legs wrapped around him he reaches behind me and snaps my bra buckle and slowly takes it down my arms before laying me back down on the bed and massaging my breasts. My breath stutters at the sensation, he leans up a little bit to kiss me again. His tongue delves inside my mouth, I moan.
He then begrudgingly pulls his head away and stares down at me with red cheeks a shallow breath. "We are both wearing too much clothing for my liking." He growls and quickly unbuckles my jeans and drags them off in a snap.
I guess someone isn't patient anymore.
As he is working on my underwear, I wrestle my hands between his and unbuckle his very tight jeans. I pop the buckle and try to wiggle them down his hips but they are stuck. I whine and keep trying but when Damon is done taking off my underwear he chuckles and finishes my job, taking his jeans off and leaving him in his boxers that are also very tight.
I try to take his boxers off but his hand stops me I look up to glare at him but he has the biggest smirk on his face.
Asshole.
"Damon I swear to god." I say with a long line of obscenities after.
"Shshhh." He whispers into my ear.
I groan but keep my hands to my side. Damn him. He rubs his hands slowly from my shoulders down to my naval. I breathe heavily knowing what is coming next. He brushes my center slowly and plays with me. I shut my eyes tight trying to reign in my inner screaming. He does it enough for it to feel amazing but not enough to get me off. This man is the devil.
Ugh.
I have had enough.
I throw him off of me and straddle him. He looks up at me in amazement because sometimes I have trouble taking control especially after having Cara I felt like my body wasn't worthy but Damon was the sweetest and told me how beautiful I was no matter what. Sounds cliché but he really helped. I can now take control without feeling a hint of insecurity. I feel like I can be myself around him especially in the bedroom.
"You are evil." I growl.
His only response to that is a slow deep chuckle.
I scoot down where my face is just above his boxers. His face is watching me with anticipation and he thrusts up a little wanting me to do something.
Well tough luck.
I grab ahold of him through his boxers with probably the most evil gleam in my eyes. He gasps and lurches forward uncontrollably. I feel him insanely hard in my hand but still do nothing about it.
My will is horrible though and I really want the show to get on the road. So I sigh and give in, pulling his boxers slowly down his muscular legs while watching his reaction. His eyes are wide, knowing what comes next. As soon as the boxers are completely off his member stands tall and proud.
I scoot up again brushing my lips softly against his before sinking down on him without any warning. Both of our breathing stutters as our bodies get comfortable. I breathe loudly through my nose and close my eyes at the incredible sensation.
I have sadly been with a lot of guys before Damon. Well not a lot compared to the girls Damon has been with but more than I would like. But none of them, not one were even close to the way I feel with Damon. I asked him that once, why we are so passionate and feel like we are constantly on fire. He told me love does that. It changes everything.
He flips me over but I was expecting it. If there is one thing Damon loves during sex it is to be in control as much as possible. He hovers over me and we stare into each other's eyes as he plunges in and out of me. When we both start getting to our climax I watch Damon's eyes scrunch up adorably, his mouth in a beautiful O shape. I grunt as mine matches with his and I finally have to close my eyes incredibly tight to calm myself down.
I hear Damon let out a huge breath and gasp, knowing he just reached his and a few seconds later I follow after him. I scream but he knows to cover my mouth so nobody in the house can hear us. He plops down on me tiredly and nuzzles his face into my neck. I wait for my breathing to settle down but it is taking a while.
"Get off of me." I laugh and push his huge body to the side so I can breathe.
I am so thankful I am on birth control now. We try to use condoms whenever we can but really we just rely on birth control. I am super strict about it though. If I get merely sick I don't let him touch me because I know that messes with the medicine. I even have an alarm that goes off on my phone and no matter what I am doing, I take my pills. One time Cara was having a fit while my alarm went off so I handed her to Damon and quickly took my pills. I take it very seriously. As much as I love and adore Cara she can wait on brothers and sisters for a good ten years or more. Though I doubt Damon will agree to that.
We just don't like using condoms. And if I told my dad or Damon's parents that they would smack us but there is something more intimate about feeling each other's skin and being close like that. Whenever Damon tries using them he makes a face because yeah its sex and it's amazing but he really doesn't like the feel of them.
Kind of explains the night on the beach when we conceived Cara and why he didn't have any with him.
"So you never answered me was this your plan all along? To kidnap me and get laid?" I chuckle but really I have no problem with it whatsoever.
"Mhmm." He moans and lazily kisses my neck down to my breasts.
"Damon!"
"Maybe…" He gleams.
I roll my eyes but lay next to him with his arms wrapped around me now. I love this man with each and every day that passes and I am so thankful for him giving me Cara and just…knowing him. He is an amazing human being and his family took me under their wing. I couldn't be more grateful or happy.
The next day
We are all at a picnic with my family and Damon's along with Bonnie and Caroline. We all don't get to spend much time together like this. It probably happens once to twice a month which is far less than I would like. So in times like this, I try to make the most of it.
"Elena you need to come to Virginia State with us! Everyone is going and we will miss you." Caroline whines and starts using her adorable pout face at me.
"First of all that is like…2 hours from here and I have a daughter. Second of all they don't have medicine there and I want to major in that." I explain and butter my biscuit.
My dad sneaks a look at me with the proudest smile I have ever seen. He loves that I am following in his footsteps. It took my dad probably about eight years to finish his schooling and on top of that his residency, it's a lot of work but I am definitely up for it. I just want to wait till Cara goes into preschool or kindergarten.
I learned over the past few months that just because I have a daughter it won't stop me from doing anything. I can still have fun nights out, maybe not as many as other people but I really don't care. I have a lot more confidence now than I did a year ago, pregnant with Cara. I felt like couldn't do much if I kept her but was happy with that as long as I had her.
But now I realize I can do anything and that I will just have a daughter to watch me do it. She will be there for the journey instead of me telling her about it. And I am 100% fine with that.
"Ugh we use to dream of this since we were kids." Caroline pouts.
"I know but that was when I wanted to major in journalism…things have changed. It doesn't interest me anymore." I scrunch my nose.
Cara suddenly starts whining and I know she is probably getting hungry so we might as well try the solid food again. I grab her out of her stroller and grab some of her pureed food from her diaper bag. I put her on my lap and with my other hand I open the jar of baby food. I see Cara instead of knowing what is about to happen she perks up. I grab one of the spoons on the table and give her a bite.
We are all watching in anticipation because any day it could happen. Any day she could start liking it. Once it is in her mouth she smacks her lips a little before….She swallows it.
Holy shit.
Everyone cheers and makes celebratory sounds and Cara smiles knowing the attention is on her, already wanting another bite. I laugh and give her bite after bite which she gladly accepts.
Damon and I share a look because we know this is one of the many milestones we will face with her and together and we couldn't be happier.
After she is done eating I put the spoon inside the jar before lifting her up in the air and giving her a big kiss. She giggles but I keep giving her more kisses.
I laugh and hold her against my chest but she tries to wiggle and get out of my arms I frown until I realize she is trying to get to Stefan who is right beside me.
I scoff. "Leaving me for Stefan? Really Cara?" I joke but pass her over to Stefan who gladly takes his niece into his arms.
I watch Stefan pretend Cara is an airplane and fly her around before bringing her to him and giving her kisses. I never really thought Stefan would be really involved in Cara's life but he surprised me. Cara probably loves playing with Stefan more than anyone. She comes to me and Damon when she needs something, but to play? Uncle Stefan and Auntie Caroline is where it is at apparently.
"So Elena, how is school going? The semester ends soon, passing your classes?" My dad asks.
I let out a big breath. "It is good I suppose." And shrug. "I mean…I am somehow managing a B+ average and doing well but it's so hard and I'm exhausted." I rub my eyes tiredly.
The first week of going back to school in September was the hardest thing I ever went through. The whole time in class the first day I would be thinking about how Cara is doing and if she is alright or if she misses me. I think I texted Damon the entire day before I ran out of the school as fast as I could.
That was nearly 2 months ago.
"You just have to get into the swing of things." My dad encourages and takes a drink of his water.
I sigh. "I guess, I got so use to sleeping whenever during the summer but now I have to go to bed at a certain time." I make an annoyed face.
"Yeah, 6am doesn't suit me." I add.
"I don't think 6am suits anyone Elena." He laughs. "But I am sure you will get used to it."
I smile towards him. My dad has been a huge supporter more than anyone since having Cara. He makes me feel like I didn't make a mistake and he lets me know that I can do this and that I am capable of anything. To be honest without him I don't know if I would still be in school. I really self-doubted myself, especially after the first week back at school but after I broke down over the phone at 2am, he calmed me down and gave me loads of advice that is still helping me today.
"Well everyone it was a great lunch! Thank you all for coming. I love it when everyone gets together." Helen smiles warmly at everyone and we all nod in agreement.
Stefan hands Cara over to Damon who was holding out his arms for her. I roll my eyes; I don't think Damon could go more than an hour without holding her unless he is asleep. Out of nowhere I feel wetness on my check, frowning I wipe it off but then another comes. I look up into the sky and realize it just started raining.
Crap.
"Oh no." My dad laughs looking up as well.
"Everyone hurry and pack up everything." Giuseppe laughs and we all hurry around putting things back in containers and in bags.
Damon hands me Cara as I readjust her hat and put her in her nice warm and dry stroller, wrapping the blanket in there around her.
Once everything is put away we all run to our cars as the rain picks up. I squeal as we finally get to the car and I quickly take Cara from the stroller and into the back seat before handing Damon the stroller and he puts it in the trunk.
I wave through the haze of the rain to my dad, Jeremy and Bonnie who are all carpooling. Damon just finishes putting the stroller down and into the trunk before he looks up at the sky then me.
"Holy shit." He laughs.
"I don't understand it was sunny 20 minutes ago." I frown.
Damon bites his lip and I look confused not knowing what he is up to before out of nowhere his face crashes into mine. Both of our faces soaked from the rain as water runs down our faces but that doesn't stop us as he delves his tongue into my mouth and I moan into the kiss. His arms are running down my wet back as mine are gliding down his wet shirt.
We pull apart suddenly and he looks at me with his piercing blue eyes before he smiles and whispers in my ear the three little words that always make my heart melt. "I love you..." he says quietly. I smile and quickly rush my lips back to his.
I open my mouth wider to let him in more before I explore his mouth some. I decide to wrap my arms around his also wet neck and bring him close. The heat of our bodies making it a little bit more comfortable in this rain.
I look into his glowing eyes with so much love that I feel weak. "Promise me this is forever."
He puts on the widest and happiest grin I have ever seen from the one and only, Damon Salvatore. "I promise."
So...One last review?
It has just been a little over a year but it has come to an end.
Thank you to Anna who beta'd and helped me through a lot of the chapters. I actually freaked out when about 5 chapters in you reviewed and followed, I DIED because i knew you from tumblr and i just had a fangurl moment and now we are super close...Love ya.
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READ THIS...IMPORTANT: Since the beginning of writing this i wanted to do some sort of sequel to let you know how they are doing and ...well obviously that sounds like heaven to write. It would just be a series of one shots because i really don't think it would do justice doing another storyline. I haven't made it yet or came up with a definite plan but LOOK OUT FOR IT. I might to a authors note soon to let you guys know. But i have always wanted to do it, its not a long minute thing.
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