Beautiful insanity part 6;

Disclaimer: The Vampire Diaries belong to L.J. Smith, the producers of the show and all the other people involved in the CW. I'm just borrowing these characters from the show for fun purposes, even though I wished I owned Damon Salvatore;)

CHAPTER SIX

How did he find out ? Why did he have to bring this up now ? These questions and more invaded her mind as she tried to think of a good way to answer his question. It did her no good when she realized he had opened up his lamp from the nightstand that was adjacent to his big bed. She reached for the sheets quickly covering the marks that she didn't want his wandering eyes to see. Elena took sometime to ponder on what she would say next. She could either lie her way out of this or she could come out with the truth and deal with the consequences of her actions.

She let out a big breath then faced the blue eyed male that had been quiet throughout her deep pondering, he didn't rush the truth out of her since he seemed pretty sure of his assumptions and for that she was thankful to be in the mist of such an understanding man. Tightly she closed her big doe eyes for a few seconds to focus her thoughts and revealed them once more to his mystic blue orbs getting sucked into their cloudy depths. "How did you find out ?" she obviously went with the latter, who would it help to keep such a big secret from him ? No one really, not herself, her family nor her little girl that is oblivious to who her biological father is.

"It wasn't that hard to figure out once I started putting the pieces together. We had sex exactly 6 years ago, and she's also only 5 years old it doesn't take a rocket scientist to put those two connections together." he explained never taking his eyes away from her chocolate brown irises.

She shook her head at his explanation, it couldn't only had taken putting together the resemblance between the time difference of her first time with a man and how old her daughter is, to help him confirm the fact that he is Allison's father. There had to be more than this that made him so sure of what he exclaimed to be true.

"That's all it took for you to know this ?" she questioned wanting to know what truly went on in the mind of Damon Salvatore.

"Well there's the features that she has that is the spitting image of not only me but us together mixed within her. She has my personably while she has your good humor, her eyes is the same as mine but her hair is the wonderful color that yours obtains, he placed his palm on her soft cheek making their stare more intimate than before not only that but if you really look at her you can clearly see that beautiful girl comes from the making of our love." he spoke the last part in soft whisper then placed his addicting lips on her plum full ones igniting a fire deep within her that was put out only moments ago. She combed her dainty hands through his raven black hair getting a fiery sensation built up in her body from their heating kiss.

He pinned her body on the soft mattress getting ready for act two of their sex liaisons. He nibbled on her bottom lip begging for an entrance to her mouth. She happily obliged to his begging as she felt his tongue enter her mouth, she let his tongue explore her sweet tasting mouth before her own tongue started another dance with his more skillful and experienced one.

He travelled soft kisses from her lips to her cheek, then down to her long neck. He left many smooches on her naked flesh letting his kisses heighten her need for him. She totally forgot about the lamp shinning off its low light in the big room until Damon abruptly stopped his worshipping to her nude skin.

"What's wrong ?" her eyebrows knotted together in worry wondering why he would just stop their celebration of getting back what they had lost all those years ago.

"What's this ?" he questioned pointing at the big purple bruise on her shoulder (that probably showed only because of the sweating that covered their bodies as they were in their haste of passion).

"Nothing." she felt her heart skip a beat as she saw the horrified look on his beautiful face. But she needed to cover up the darker spot of her olive skin that was facing his way, quickly she took the thin sheet and covered her top half away from his view.

"Has he been hurting you ?" he said in an unusual calm
Voice, she had never seen him use that tone with her before. The only time she had ever witnessed him acting this calm even though he was beyond pissed off, was when she stayed by his side while he got the perfect picture of his current girlfriend (at the time) with his brother in the lake house.

"No." she simply answered to his question.

He let out a loud breath before staring at her with a pleading look. "Has he been hurting you ? Or better yet has he hurt our daughter ?" he said while his face became red with furry.

"No, he hasn't hurt her Damon. You don't need to worry about Allison."

"I should be worried about you." he admitted not really wanting to have a fight with her since they just reunited after years of wanting to be in each others arms.

She shook her head "No you shouldn't be worried about me, I can handle him." she spoke in a rough voice.

"No you can't Elena, his already abusing you. It's only a matter of time before he will go after Allison." he spoke the truth, he knew how abusive people were like.

"Don't you dare put her in this." her voice became defensive, she didn't like the way he was talking about the life she was placed in. It's not like she had much of a choice, it was either get put out on the streets or marry someone rich that could take care of her and her daughter. This situation came in handy since she had the chance to not put any shame to her family's name.

"I'm only being realistic with you Elena, sooner or later he will go after her. Guys like him tend to get less satisfied with abusing one person for too long." he spoke from first hand experience, he didn't want his daughter to have that kind of drama in her life. No kid should live through a life that way and he was not about to let the woman he loved get treated like a punching bag by the man that posed as her husband.

Elena huffed at his words too angry to let his advice sink into her brain. "this was a mistake." she shook her head as she looked around for her clothes that were scattered all over the wooden floor of the room.

"Why do you always run away when the truth hits you in the face." he stated not meaning to sound rude but by the way she was acting at that moment he needed to knock some sense into her, so she could see the ugly truth of her current situation.

She slipped on her underwear, her tank top without her bra since she couldn't spot it anywhere and she just wanted to get far away from Damon. "I'm not running away, she said while putting her panties on and placing her pants over her long legs as she saw the time on the alarm clock that lay on the small table next to his cavernous bed As a matter a fact I need to get home." she grabbed her jacket from the foot of the bed then stuffed her feet inside her sneakers.

Before she could get a chance to flee away from him he grabbed her wrist "Your not going back there are you ?" he questioned as if she were a moron, didn't he just explain how things could turn out if she kept her life with that man.

"I need to Damon. Before you were here I was fine, and I'm still fine with my life so if you want to keep getting in touch with Allison you have to let me go." she knew it was a low blow to include her daughter in this conversation but she needed to get away from him so he couldn't see the fresh tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes. She was already showing weakness to one male in her life, she didn't need to break down in Damon's arms either. She needed to seem strong and in control or he would never let this mishap go.

"Stay with me, he doesn't need to know." he spoke with a soft voice using another alternative to somehow change her mind.

"I'm sorry but I can't, if I'm lucky he'll only be suspicious." she sighed lifting her hand away from his once his grip loosened a little. At that small gap between them she quickly walked away leaving a pretty much naked Damon standing alone in his bedroom.

Growling he passed his hands through his short hair and changed into clean clothes.

She wrapped her arms around her frail body and shivered a little from the coldness the woods brought her way. She knew it was idiotic to just up and leave his home at this time of night, although not many crimes happened in this small town she still should know better than this. She sprinted her way through the narrow trail in the middle of the dark area hoping soon enough a clear path could present itself. She slowed down her walking concentrating her hearing on the things that surrounded her, she abruptly stopped when she heard honking coming from her back. Sighing Elena turned around knowing who was behind the wheel of the car.

"Get inside." he ordered in a soft tone.

"Are you going to take me home if I do get in ?" she asked looking at him suspiciously but got nothing from the poker face he held so perfectly. She couldn't tell what his motives truly were and that kind of worried her since she used to be able to read him like an open book.

"Yes, I'll take you home." it took all of his self control to get those words out of his mouth, he tighten his hands around the steering wheel reminding himself of the plan he had in mind.

"Okay." she said softly and went to the other side of the car to open the door.

Finally inside they drove in silence letting everything of the day sink in. It went from wonderful, to a night full of passion then came crashing down after their fight. He had pictured this night to go in a different direction than it was actually playing out. Not that some parts of the day didn't go exactly as planned but he wanted to spend the night wrapped up in sheets with the woman he loved snuggled in his arms, he wasn't planning to be driving her home back to her husband. He let out a light sigh choosing to place his attention more on the road and away from thinking too much on the woman that was just a few inches away from him.

Once they arrived a block away from her home he stopped the car and waited for her to get out of the car. He paid no mind to her as she unbuckled her seat belt and when she thanked him for the drive he just gave a small welcome then closed the door after she left his car. She watched him drive back home hating herself for not being more careful around him, if she hadn't gone for round two they would've probably been in his bed completely wiped out from the night's festivities.

She walked to her home then took out her keys hoping to god that Klaus wouldn't be home. With her luck she found him sitting on the big chair in the living room with a glass of bourbon in his hand.

"Welcome back." he spoke with venom in his voice.

She stopped for a millisecond to get her breathing back to normal. He scared her shitless as she saw he had this superior look in his stare. "What are you doing up ?" she asked taking in a deep breath to calm down her beating heart. She knew she was in deep trouble for what she had done tonight. She mentally laughed at the way she felt at the moment, it was like she was a teenager again and Klaus was her father waiting for his rebellious teenager to come home from a forbidden rave.

"Waiting for you he stopped talking and took a sip from his drink where were you ?" he questioned gazing at her body as if she was a trophy that was his to own.

"Nowhere." she answered quickly.

"Wanna try that again ?" he asked raising his eyebrow at her as he mocked her stupidity.

"Where do you think I was ?" she tried another approach, she knew sooner or later he would lay out the truth. So why should she tell him anything if the same thing would happen to her again.

"Well, he stood up from his current position and walked towards her body as if he was a panther going after his next meal I think you, my precious wife was with the army boy, correct me if I'm wrong." he said that last part with authority as he skimmed his hand on the side of her face.

She stayed quiet waiting for his next moves, all that could be heard was her labored breathing and the ticking from the grandfather clock down the Hall just a few feet away from them.

He tightens his grip around her chin then made her face look his way forcing her eyes to stare into his cold, unforgiving blue orbs. "I said, correct me if I'm wrong." he repeated a little louder than before.

"Your not wrong." she squeaked.

He snorted at her and lifted his left hand to smack her straight in the face. He hit her with so much force that her bottom lip began to bleed from the pressure of his hand. He grabbed onto her long curls roughly making her neck form into a crooked position. "You are my wife and no blast from your past will take you from me." he threw her on the marble floor, kicking her abdomen furiously. She yelped from the sharp pains his thick boot gave to her muscles whenever it came close to her body. "Do you get that ?" he screamed.

She felt her insides being beaten up to a pulp, the pain became unbearable after a few minutes of his foot playing with her stomach. He gripped his hand around her neck forcing her limp body to stand from the cold floor. He pinned her body against the wall squeezing her throat as he spoke again "DO YOU GET THAT ?" he yelled.

Her face was beginning to turn purple as the pressure from his hand on her throat became nothing but a numbing feeling. She quickly nodded her head to his demand, once he felt that she had enough he let go of her body like it meant nothing in his vicious eyes. She coughed uncontrollably thanking the lord that she could finally breathe and get some much needed oxygen through her airways. She watched him walk
away from her then heard his footstep coming from the stairs that led to the second floor.

She closed her eyes and let the tears freely fall down her cheeks. You just need to do as he says then everything will get better Her inner-self repeated over and over again. Elena felt like whenever he would lay a hand on her was only because she misbehaved in someway or she just wasn't doing the duties a wife should get done. More pools of salty liquid fell from her doe eyes as she looked on how pathetic her life had become.

After an hour of crying she stood up from the icy floor using the wall as her strength so she could be able to move without falling. She made it to their bedroom and layed on the bed like an unemotional robot. She didn't feel anything as his arm wrapped around her waist bringing her body closer to his front, he sighed in contentment placing his head on the side of her neck.

She gladly let sleep take over her body not wanting to stay in the lucid world. At least in her dreams everything was as it should be. Her, Damon and Allison were a happy family in her dreams and maybe someday those fantasies could turn into a reality.

Morning came and Elena stretched her body finding a hard chest hitting the back of her hands. Immediately she scooted back letting a sigh drop from her lips as she stared at the blank wall thinking over the past 24 hours. Today is a new day, it couldn't get much worse her subconscious thought.

The bell rang more than once when Elena was downstairs making breakfast for herself and Klaus. She didn't want the doorbell to disturb his sleep so she walked to the door and opened it. Her eyes widen when she saw who was in front of her.

"What are you doing here ?" she asked wrapping her robe closer to her body.

"What happened ?" he looked closely at her face and noticed her face had a very dark red mark on the right side of her cheek.

"Nothing." she looked down at the floor not being able to meet his stare.

"Seriously, your just going to stand there and pretend he did not do anything to you ?" he asked furiously, not really getting what was going through that little head of hers.

She didn't get a chance to answer his question since a masculine voice spoke before she could get Damon away from her home.

"If you know what's best for you I suggest you stay away from Elena." Klaus said as he wrapped his right arm around her small waist.

"Is that a threat ?" he pushed, he wasn't going to let some chump boss him around. He was the commander and chief in the army for god sakes. No one, not even the mayor of their little town was going to tell him what he could do or not do.

"No, I'm just warning you. If you really care about her and her safety then you will stay away from her and my daughter." Klaus said while he tightens his hold on her waist showing that he wouldn't hesitate to hurt her if Damon didn't back down.

It stung his heart hearing the words my daughter come from that man's mouth. With the pleading look Elena was giving him he knew he should walk away. He gave them one last look before sprinting his way to his car, I won't give up on you Elena Damon thought as he angrily barged open the car's door and got out of their driveway.

AN: Thank you guys for all the reviews you have left from the last chapter it really got me motivated to work on this for a few days and since I finished it pretty early I decided to update this story now :D I left you guys with another dramatic filled chapter because in my head Klaus is the all knowing so I'm pretty sure he would know what has been going on behind his back and get extremely pissed off.

All that's left to say is review, review, review - makes an happy writer =D

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter :)