Chapter 40

EPOV

My legs shake as I sit on the sofa in Aunt Judith's house, waiting for her to come home so I can tell her I'm getting married, I still can't believe it myself, I'm getting married!

Damon puts his hand on my knee, smirking when I look up at him, "Don't worry, what's the worst she could do?" Even though I know he's right, no one could stop us from being together, we've already proved that, but this is the first time I'll see her since I left for Italy, before I died.

I'm about to tell him this when I hear a car pull up outside, I can even hear Aunt Judith talking to Robert, before getting out of the car, she puts the keys in the door, making me bite down into my lip too hard, not use to the sharpness of my teeth, blood drips out of the cut I created, but Damon kisses my lips to remove to the blood before they come in, the cut already healed.

Aunt Judith walks in first, stopping mid-sentence in the conversation she was having with Robert, her jaw dropping, which I should have expected since it's been so long without even a single phone call or text.

"Elena!" she exclaims before dropping her bag at her feet and running over to me, capturing me in a tight embrace.

"Hi, Aunt Judith" I laugh hugging her back.

"I've missed you so much, so are you moving back in for good this time?" she asks, as Robert stands at the door, smiling awkwardly, the smile I could never really understand, that was until now that I can read his thoughts, I now know he feels uncomfortable around Damon, Damon obviously notices this too as he's silently laughing.

"Well, that's what I actually came here to talk to you about" I start, taking deep breaths, which is pretty pointless saying as I now don't need to breathe.

She sits down on the other side of me, claiming hold of the hand that Damon isn't holding; as if she's afraid I'll run away…again. Robert moves to the armchair, furthest away from Damon, trying to seem interest in what I was about to say, but too weary of Damon to listen too much.

"You see me and Damon we're going to…" I hesitate trying to probe her mind and understand what she's thinking.

"We're going to get married" Damon says, laughing at Roberts horrified expression, no matter how much Damon could try to compel him to be comfortable around him I doubt it would work.

"You- You're what?" Judith stumbles over her words; her mouth once again is agape.

"We're getting married" I say the words feeling foreign on my lips, but I like saying it.

"When?" she asks, her hands now on her hips, a warning that she's about to explode.

"Tomorrow" I say, moving away from her slightly and leaning into Damon waiting for the inevitable explosion. Damon puts his hand on my back; I can feel his lips against my neck, trying to hide behind me while he tries to stifle a laugh.

Aunt Judith just sits there speechless, until finally she says, "We'll be there"

I must look as shocked as Robert did, I didn't think it would be this easy, I thought there would have been a full-blown interrogation on Damon and his 'intentions for the future' but she just sits there smiling at us.

"Great I'll phone you tonight and let you know the details" I say standing before she changes her mind.

Damon follows, closing behind as I practically run out the door.

"Why do you think she didn't get angry?" I ask Damon as we walk down the driveway hand-in-hand, to his car.

He shrugs opening the door for me, looking at the ground like a child that's done something they don't want to admit to.

"Damon, what is it?" I ask not getting into the car until he lets me know what he's hiding.

"It's nothing" he says smiling, but it's not his usually half-smile its way too forced.

I move closer to him, tilting my head toward him so I was looking right into his endless black eyes, "What is it?" I whisper, my lips so close to his, that I can feel his warm breath caress my lips.

"I might have had something to do with your Aunt not being angry" he admits, his hands moving to my waist, to keep me from moving away.

"You compelled her!" I gasped, mentally hitting myself on the head for not realising he could change her thoughts, put words into her mouth and make her believe they were her own.

"I had to, I knew you wanted her at the wedding, and she wouldn't have came if I didn't" his eyes boring into mine, willing me to understand. I know I should be angry that he 'Influenced' my Aunt but I'm grateful and I could never stay angry at him for too long.

I close the distance between us, pressing my lips into his, after a few seconds he overcomes the shock of my reaction and responds, our lips moving together naturally as if they were sculpted to fit each others.

"What am I going to do with you?" I ask playfully, feeling his lips curve up into the perfect smirk against mines.

"You can do whatever you want with me, but you're going to have to wait until the honeymoon because we still have to tell your friends"

The same friends who probably hate me now since I haven't talk to them since… a lifetime ago.

I'm really really really sorry I haven't written more chapters for this in so long, I'll try write more often, please review :]