A life without love is like a year without summer.
- Swedish Proverb
The weekend had been pretty dull so far. Aunt Jenna had decided another family day was in order, meaning no Alaric, no Bonnie and no Damon. The three had already had a big breakfast, reminisced on the couch and were now sitting at the Grill eating lunch. Elena never knew how much she actually missed being around her brother and aunt. They had never had much alone time since the beginning of summer due to all the drama going on. Elena's eyes flickered up to the bar when Jenna began asking Jeremy about his drawings. They fell on Damon, sitting there all alone with nothing but a scotch in his hand. He was watching her and she could tell he'd been doing it for a while because he was casually leaning against the counter with his elbows and his chair was angled towards her. Damon gave a short smirk when their eyes met and she shook her head unnoticeably. She turned her gaze back to Jeremy who was talking about joining some art classes when fall came around again. Which was soon. Elena hadn't even noticed that all that time had gone by. It was mid August, meaning she had three weeks left of summer, give or take.
She saw Damon turn his chair back around in annoyance and order another glass.
"What about you, Elena? I know you're a good writer, maybe you should take something for it. A class maybe?" Jenna gazed over at her niece questioningly.
"Uh, yeah. That sounds like fun." Elena smiled, eyeing the fries on her plate. She pushed them over to Jeremy, who, like a champ, accepted them after eating his burger and extra large fries. "I think I've got ketchup on my hands, I'm going to go to the bathroom and wash it off." She muttered, picking at her finger and standing from the booth. Jenna and Jeremy both nodded, and Elena made her way to the bathroom that had the girls sign on it. She was pushed roughly against the wall before she could open the door.
"Jesus, where'd you come from? I swear, you're like everywhere." Elena placed a hand over her heart in attempt to slow its pace.
"I know its family night and whatever but I'm really bored. Alaric's been soul searching all weekend and I can only think of so many ways to ruin Caroline's life." Damon said, gripping her waist lightly and running his hands up and down her sides comfortably.
"Damon, Alaric's at a funeral for his grandmother."
"Well, yes, but she should have died a long time ago. Her untimely death is very inconsiderate." Damon's blue eyes fluttered at her and she sighed.
"Then hang out with Stefan." Elena stated.
"Gah, but Stefan's so dull and moody." He complained, moving his hands to cup her face. "Hey, babe, remember that whole sex in strange places thing?" Damon asked and she shook her head shortly.
"No, Damon, my brother and Aunt are obviously going to notice I'm gone."
"Then, I'll make it quick." He argued, but Elena shook her head.
"Why don't you sneak into my room tonight like you're a high school kid again? We can even have sex then, but you'll have to be quiet." Elena suggested, and Damon's face lit up, but a grin fell onto his lips.
"Hey, I'm not the loud one." Damon leaned in to press his lips to hers briefly. "See you at midnight." He turned and left her.
Elena now didn't have the time to wash her hands, so she turned back and joined Jenna and Jeremy at the booth with a smile.
"All clean." And the conversation started up again.
"Caroline, I'm flattered but I'd rather not practice kissing with you." Bonnie placed her hands in front of her body, palms up to protest Caroline's request.
"Oh come on, Bonnie. You just have to tell me if I'm good or not." Caroline leaned in but Bonnie pressed a hand against Caroline's face, making Caroline fall back on her bed. Bonnie laughed and shook her head.
"Caroline, I'm not kissing you."
"Ugh, fine. Maybe Elena will help." Caroline's mind wandered off and Bonnie laughed again.
"I doubt she will. Why are you so worried about kissing Stefan anyway? Haven't you done it before?" The dark skinned girl stood to go sort through Caroline's candy stash on her desk. She pulled out a chocolate and popped it in her mouth.
"I don't know, he won't make out with me and I'm kind thinking I lost my mojo." Caroline shrugged, sitting up.
"Well, Stefan isn't Damon. He won't bang everything that walks." Bonnie said, walking around the room aimlessly.
"Damon's not that bad. He's all wifed up now so I doubt he'll be banging anyone except Princess Elena. Besides, he's never had sex with you." Caroline said pointedly, and when Bonnie gave her a nervous look she raised her eyebrows. "You had sex with Damon?" She exclaimed loudly and Bonnie only laughed.
"I'm joking, I can't even tolerate him." Bonnie muttered. "Why would I have sex with him?" The question was rhetorical but Caroline answered.
"Because he's a God in human form and good in the sack."
The two girls laughed, lying down to get ready for their sleepover.
"Is there such a thing as having withdrawals from your hot girlfriend?" Damon asked the phone, lying down on the couch tiredly.
"Um, I don't think that's a thing. You can't go a day without having sex?" Alaric asked back, shifting on the other end of the phone.
"Wait, why are you gone again?" Damon questioned bluntly, putting his feet up on the coffee table.
"My grandmother just died, Damon, have a little respect." Alaric sputtered. "Do you care about anyone other than yourself?"
"I care about Elena." Damon stated.
"Really? That's weird." Alaric said sarcastically.
"Anyways, get your ass home, I'm bored and it's strange drinking alone." Damon said to his best friend.
"I'll be home tomorrow afternoon. See you then."
"Bye Ric! I love you!" Damon heard the click of Alaric's phone and sighed, tossing it onto the table. It was ten o'clock, meaning he had two hours to nap before he went to Elena's.
"Damon," Elena laughed. "Shhhhh. I told you to be quiet." She whispered, knowing Jeremy had probably already heard them. Damon had only been over for a few minutes and they probably already blew their cover. A hiccup escaped Elena's mouth and Damon immediately stopped moving against her. Another one.
"Oh, fuck me." Elena cursed herself, untangling herself from her boyfriend's body to allow him to roll off of her. "This isn't working, Damon. Bad idea." She said, hiccupping again. Damon started laughing and she hit him with a pillow.
"Then maybe you should tell Jenna and Jeremy to wear headphones to bed." Damon suggested and she rolled her eyes, turning to face him so that they were both lying on their sides, looking at each other. "Or I have a better idea."
"What's that?" She said between hiccups. Damon kissed her hard for a few seconds longer than normal. She scrunched her eyebrows as he drew back. "That was your idea?"
"No, that was to get rid of your hiccups so that I could tell you my idea and you wouldn't interrupt me." Damon told her, and they both waited silently for the hiccups but they never came. "Good. Okay, so, do you remember a couple months ago when we were in the hospital?"
"Ummm, yeah." She said curiously, snuggling closer to his warm body.
"Do you remember that bet we made?" Damon smirked.
"Yes." She said, raising an eyebrow.
"I won." He finished. She stared at him for a long time, debating on whether she should move or not. "I think it's time that you moved in with me, Elena Gilbert. We wouldn't have to worry about Jenna, and Stefan sleeps down the hall so he can't hear us, plus he's usually out with Caroline anyways. And that means we'll always be together, and when school starts up again, I could drive you and pick you up, and we could go on dates…"
Elena cut him off by tackling his lips eagerly. She was practically on top of him, her tongue swirling around in his mouth, her hands roaming his chest. When she finally pulled away she gave him a bright smile.
"So that's a yes?"
"Yes." She whispered.
"I think this is the first time we've actually been to one of these together." Elena said, clasping her hand in Damon's as they walked up the steps of the Lockwood Mansion. "Let's try not to punch anyone out today, okay babe?"
"Hands to myself." Damon put up his palms up in means of surrender. "Unless they're on you. The Lockwoods do have quite a large bathroom; it'll be easier than in Bonnie's."
"What will be easier?" Bonnie asked, mounting the steps behind them.
Damon looked away from the girls with a smile on his face so that Bonnie couldn't see.
"Nothing." Elena said quickly, "Let's get inside before the toasts start." She opened the door for the dark skinned girl and Jeremy, who was running up the steps. She looked back at Damon who was unsuccessfully attempting to cover up his grin. "Shut up." She said, pulling him towards the party.
Carol Lockwood was finally done her hour long speech, inviting everyone outside to the backyard for dancing. The entire party was three hours longer than it was supposed to be, Elena and Damon got back to her house at two in the morning. He kissed her goodnight and retreated to his car, where she watched him speed back to the boardinghouse.
"It's a shame, you know." A familiar voice tuned in. "Damon wasting his love on you. Kind of pathetic."
"Better he waste it on you?" Elena asked, moving past Katherine and towards the house, but Katherine stepped in front of her before she could close the door.
"Yes, actually." Katherine gave a shrug.
"What do you want? It's late, I'm tired." Elena said, turning to look at the girl. Her face was dimly lit, but Elena could tell she looked exhausted.
"I'm here to talk to you, actually."
"Aren't we already doing that?" Elena asked, brushing a hand through her hair.
"I'm sorry-" Katherine started but Elena cut her off.
"I don't have time for this, Katherine. I was willing to listen, but I stop when you start lying."
"I'm sorry about Klaus." She said. Elena was quiet. "I'm sorry he blamed you. It's not your fault they're dead. It was an accident."
"Why are you apologizing?"
"Klaus is scary. He hurt me in ways you can't understand, but it gets personal when loved ones are involved. You think you can take it, but you can't Elena." Katherine said, placing a hand on the side of the house. "Klaus isn't done. But until he finds a way out, you should lay low." She finished. "I'm leaving town tonight."
"Where will you go?" Elena asked quietly.
"Canada. I hear it's nice this time of year." Katherine turned around, descending the front steps.
"Katherine." Elena stopped her. "Thank you." Katherine gave a smile when she turned to look back at the girl.
"I know." She said, continuing her way down, then walking down the pathway. Elena watched her until she disappeared into the dark of the night, and then moved inside the house, hoping to find Jeremy.
He was sitting on his bed, talking on the phone when she entered his room.
"Yeah, Bonnie, I've got to go." Jeremy said. "Love you too, goodnight." He said, hanging up as Elena stalked over to his bed.
"How about a sleepover?" She asked. He smiled up at his sister and moved to get under the covers, lifting up the blanket for her.
"Jeremy?" she asked, when they'd fallen into a comfortable silence.
"Yes?" he replied.
"I was talking to Damon last night about when you were in the hospital." She said. "Can you tell me what else happened when you were dreaming?" She asked. Jeremy turned to look at his sister then smiled.
"Sure."
So that was short and bad. i apologize for such an awful chapter. the next chapter will be the last, so catch up before i finish! reviews are loved!