The beginning of smut in this chapter and feelings.
I hope I did a good job.
And just letting you know.
Elena, thinks over the fact that she is pregnant.
*Smiles* On with the story...
Elena was hurt. She felt betrayed. She felt...sick to her stomach.
She went to visit her sister on Sunday. They talked and Elena just cried all day.
Ben wasn't there so Elena had the perfect opportunity to tell her everything and Elena did.
Damon. Him being a student. The fact they had mind-blowing sex. And he told her days earlier that she could be pregnant.
Katherine didn't yell at her. Katherine didn't smile or smirk. No naughty remark asking about how big his down there was.
All Katherine did was actually talk to her about her plans. How did Elena feel that she was dating a student and that she could get fired if anyone found out. Katherine asked her questions, simple questions that didn't involve thinking.
Elena was glad; she didn't want to think.
Didn't want to think at all.
But Elena had to think.
Didn't she?
Couldn't she not?
She wanted to sleep, but she feared that she wouldn't get up. Not from death but from her tiredness. She was always tired and she suspected it was because of her being pregnant.
Katherine assured her that she had to least wait before she took the test and or went to the doctor.
Elena didn't want to wait but wanted to make sure there was no mistakes.
Katherine's voice ranged in her mind after her phone call with Damon.
"He told you that he'd be there. He'd be there. Don't tell anyone about this. Just say you were dating some guy and he's on vacation somewhere. This guy may be young but he wants to be there, so stop acting stupid. Stop acting retarded. He has a right to know how you feel since your feelings are on him, right?"
Katherine was right.
But Elena didn't want him in.
She already let him in and he hurt her.
Hurt her bad.
But they could have a kid together; he could be a dad and she a mother. A mother before her sister.
Ha. Beat that.
But this wasn't some game, to see who got what first. This was real life.
Elena was a teacher. She was a twenty-two year old woman that could be pregnant. She lived by herself and was friends with a guy who got her supposedly pregnant.
What more could go wrong?
Nothing.
Everything.
She could stress herself so much over what he did, but she helped too, and lose the child.
Or she could not be pregnant.
If she was pregnant, she was going to take care of the child.
And forgive Damon.
They hadn't seen each other in two weeks and it was almost three.
This was killing her.
Killing her all over.
~Monday and Tuesday~
Elena didn't go to school Monday or Tuesday, something about a school holiday.
Elena didn't care, she was happy to be in Damon's home.
She slept in his bed everyday.
She tried to get on his laptop and read novels, anything.
But he had a password lock.
She tried to guess.
Typed in his last name, didn't work.
She sat there for awhile; she couldn't figure it out, so left it alone.
That was on Monday.
Tuesday, she just stayed in his bed until she had to the use the restroom. She used the rest room and then washed her hands.
She looked in the mirror and noticed that she looked gross.
So gross.
She washed her face and brushed her teeth.
After she was done, she placed her toothbrush next to Damon's.
His was green like hers.
She wouldn't think of him as the type to like green.
Oh well.
She headed back into bed, when her phone ranged.
It was him.
She answered the phone without a second thought.
"Damon, before you speak, I'm sorry about how I acted when you told me the truth. I'm sorry. Just right now, I could be carrying your child. I don't know what to think. I want you to be here. I want you to be the father of my child, our child. I want to make this work. These two weeks have been hell with out you."
Elena stopped breathing.
What if he rejected her and told her that it wasn't his kid and that she was fucking Alaric and she would have to take him on The Maury show just to get a test...
Oh god.
"It's okay...I understand. I'd be shocked if I found out I was pregnant too."
He laughed.
It was...a fake laugh.
Elena didn't like it.
"What's wrong, Damon? Are you mad at me for not hanging up on Sunday?"
"No. My father's assistant just lost the baby. She was walking out of the restaurant, picking up dad's order and this waiter guy slammed the door into her stomach. I never seen so much blood, Elena. Never. I never seen my dad...cry. He cried."
"Is everyone okay?" Elena knew that was the wrong question to ask but she wasn't sure what to say.
She wasn't sure how to act to this but...sad.
That could have happened to her if she was five or eight months pregnant.
"No. Cindy, she's been in and out of the hospital. My dad's been losing his mind. He's drinking again so yelling at everyone. I'm just...I don't know. I'm scared and frighten."
"Why Damon? Why are you scared and frighten?"
"Because that could have happened to you if you were seven months pregnant like Cindy. It happened so fast that, I nor my father could stop it."
Elena didn't know what to say, so didn't say anything.
She didn't want to hurt his feelings any more.
~Wednesday~
He called her again that night. She answered and she told him about his missing work from school.
His other teachers were worried and missed him being the only one who paid attention in class even though it looked like he didn't.
He laughed but she could hear the heart break in his laugh, she could hear it in his voice.
She wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but she said it anyway.
"Damon, I need to talk to you about something."
"Sure."
She heard shuffling around in the kitchen and she waited.
Not sure how to put the words together.
"I would like us to start living together. I know I could lose my job and I don't care. This 'could be' baby inside my stomach is more important than any old job. I want us to be together. We could be a family or how ever you want. We could date other people or be together. We could live together or not. Your choice."
"I'll have to think about it. I'll be back in a week and we can decide face to face then, okay. I got to go. Cindy wants me to drive her and father to the movies. I like you, Elena."
"I like you too, Damon." Damon hung up the phone.
She placed her phone down.
One more week and she would see him.
She jumped for joy.
Everything was going fine.
For now.
~Thursday and Friday~
He called her both those days.
She answered both those days.
He was laughing and smiling.
She thought he was drunk, but he wasn't.
His father was letting him come back earlier.
His dad told him, he was getting old and didn't care if Damon didn't finish school. He'd hand over the business anyway.
He was too much in love with Cindy.
Damon could go home. Elena was happy.
She couldn't be happier.
He was leaving at six, three hours.
He told her to wait at his house.
They hung up after saying, I like you, and I like you too.
Elena called her cousin, when she was ready to leave she could.
Her cousin was happy. She hated being in Elena's house, it was too big and she wasn't sure what to put in it.
Elena laughed and said her byes.
Her cousin did the same.
Elena hung up the phone and rolled over in Damon's bed. She was going to see him. She was going to see.
She was going to see him.
She jumped out of the bed and cleaned up her mess. She re-washed the dishes again. She changed his sheets and cleaned the dust off his un-used laptop.
She'd seen him and wanted to look her best.
She was getting giggly over a boy, not a boy but a man.
Her man.
Her man.
Elena was in the shower when she heard him walk in.
She wasn't sure when she got the good hearing, but she heard him, close the front door and lock it.
She turned off her shower and stepped out, wrapping the towel around her body.
She stepped out of the shower and faced him.
He was sitting up on his bed, propped up on his elbows. His shoes were kicked off to the side and he was wearing long dark jean shorts that covered over his knees. He was wearing a tiger graphic t-shirt and his hair was all over his head.
His blue eyes, staring at her, lust in them.
"Hello." Damon said.
Elena was looking over his body and she couldn't believe that he was actually there in front of her.
She could touch him, if she wanted too.
Damon cocked his head at her and licked his bottom lip.
Elena held onto the towel, not sure what to so.
He looked so good in those shorts. She wasn't sure whether to talk or kiss him.
She wanted to kiss him.
She watched as his blue eyes scanned over her body.
She could melt in the floor if she wanted.
Elena didn't say a word as she dropped the towel and revealed her body to him.
His lips parted slightly, looking at her naked wet body.
Water clung to her skin, still.
"Elena, what are you doing?"
Elena shushed him and placed her finger on her lips, as she walked towards him.
She crawled up his body and planted a seaming wet kiss on his lips.
He didn't fight her.
He couldn't fight her, her lust and desire was driving her body.
She grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head. She slipped inside her tongue as she moved her hips, grinding her core over his clad-covered erection.
It grew beneath her as she moved and continued to kiss him.
She removed her hands from his wrists and moved down his body.
Her hands fumbling with his belt and zipper and button.
She un-did them all, quickly. Not caring if they broke.
He sat up and looked down at her.
She dug her hands through his shorts and found his member, under his black boxers.
She pulled out his erection and moved her hand over his soft skin and hardness.
"Elena, what are you doing?" He asked her again, his eyes read that he was confused.
She wasn't.
She looked up at him.
"loving you."
Before he could say a word, her mouth crashed over his erection.
TBC
Hope I did good. Let me know what you think about the chapter. He's back and the fun beings.