Meeting with the father.

Chapter warning; it's a bit anger here.

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Damon was nervous.

As nervous as a guy could be where he was having sex with his girlfriend, maybe, and his father walked into the house. And could have caught them.

Normally, Damon didn't care if his dad walked in on him when he was with a girl. But with Elena it was different.

They started off as strangers and then friends then doing it buddies and then maybe parents.

What was next?

Damon knew and didn't want to think about it.

Being away from Elena as long as he was, he couldn't take it.

He didn't even look at another woman in Italy.

His eyes wouldn't wonder and his dick wouldn't get up.

He thought about it and wondered.

What could of happened.

He realized that the only woman he wanted was Elena, the woman upstairs in his room.

His woman.

His woman.

Damon sat on his couch, looking at his father and Cindy.

She was a twenty-six year old with red hair that was long and reached her back, it was curled at the ends. She had dark green eyes with a generous front and a generous back, nice legs. She was making his father a drink as he sat in the lazy boy staring at Damon. She had on a casual blue sundress, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, made her look a fresh nineteen.

His father Henry; had short dark blonde hair that was short and didn't go past his ears. he had hazel eyes and a hard face, he was stubborn and always got his way. He had a white collared shirt with suspenders and gray slacks and black dress shoes. He had his leg laid on his other leg as he stared at Damon.

"So is you lady here? I would like to meet her, since I am going to be a grandparent and all." Cindy walked back in with a big bottle of bourbon. She handed the glass she was holding and gave it to Henry. She poured him a glass and walked back to where she came, leaving Damon and his father alone.

"She's upstairs, throwing up."

Henry laughed and took a light sip of his drink. He whimpered as his throat burned but he drunk it down.

"Oh, poor thing."

Damon was confused.

He was down right confused.

His dad was happy. His dad was smiling. His dad was making conversation.

Damon knew instantly what happened.

His dad got abducted by an alien and they switched places.

"Cindy, bring your fine ass in here."

Nope. That was his dad.

Cindy walked in and sat on the couch far from Damon. She crossed her legs at her ankles and sipped orange juice.

"Do you have to yell?" She asked dryly as she continued to sip the juice.

Before Damon's father could answer, he heard light clacks of heels on the stairs.

He turned his head and saw Elena walking down the stairs.

"Well, hello." His dad said cheery as he drown his drink. His throat burning at the sensation.

Elena made her way down the stairs with her bag in her hand. It was big and nearly reaching her knees as she walked towards him.

Damon moved over as Elena sat down next to him. He felt himself grow hard in his jean shorts as he got a big whiff of her perfume. It smelled of vanilla.

She smelled really good with vanilla.

"So you must be Damon's girlfriend?" Cindy asked as she looked at Elena. Her green eyes slanted as she was sizing her up.

Elena seemed unfazed by it. She smiled.

"Yes, I am. I came back from throwing up. I brushed my teeth so no dragon breath or anything." Damon turned to her, hoping to fool his father so he wouldn't ask anymore questions, kissed Elena smooth on the lips.

She brushed her teeth and her cool breath hit his face.

"They are so cute together, just like us." Cindy relaxed her eyes and looked at Damon's father, smiling and giggling.

"Yes they are, well Damon I guess its time I got this over with." Damon turned to look at his father and winced as he noticed his father's natural face. His eyebrows were pointing downward and his face was looking like pure anger.

Damon gulped.

He gulped deep.

"I'm not pissed that you got your teacher pregnant. I'm actually happy that you are already planning on your future. Me and Cindy are happy for you, we just think it's best if you stay with her, not here anymore."

Damon and Elena both had their mouths open.

His father knew that she was a teacher.

Oh shit!

Damon closed his mouth and stood up. Elena did as well. She grabbed his hands and intertwined their fingers. Damon gripped her hand tightly as he stared at his father.

"Your kicking me out? What the fuck for? Are you serious?"

Cindy flinched at his words and looked over at Henry. She leaned forward to grab Henry's hand but he slapped it away and stood up. His hands were tightly clenching the glass he was holding, his veins were coming out.

"Yes, Damon. I am kicking you out the damn house. This is my house. You just rented the god damn place." His father's face turned red as he continued to yell at them. "You fucked your teacher and got her pregnant. What the fuck? How the hell did you think I'd act when I found out. I called Alaric, one night, he told me about this new girl he was liking. Said her name was Elena." He emphasized on 'E' as he tighten his grip on the glass in his hands. His face getting redder and redder. "He told me he caught your punkass giving her a ride. He was a little frantic. I told him, maybe her car broke down and she asked for a ride. He bought the damn lie."

Damon stepped closer to Elena. He glanced at her for a split second. Her chocolate eyes were watery. Damon felt anger course through them.

"Alaric is one of my best deals right now and your fucking it over by messing with this slut." He pointed at Elena with the cup in his hand. "I don't know what the fuck you were thinking fucking her. She's not all busty as your other hoes, trying for the skinny bitches now." Henry smiled and laughed. Then, suddenly, he stopped and threw the cup out of his hand to smash against the wall behind them.

They stepped to the side and Damon moved Elena to the other side so she would be protected.

"She must have some really good pussy for you to be with her this long. I bet she wasn't even throwing up. I bet you guys were fucking upstairs." His dad screamed out loud and walked past them. He walked towards the front door and opened the door. "Get your shit and get out or we make a deal."

"What deal?" Damon spat out. He was quite pissed that his father was speaking to Elena the way he was.

"You lose her and pay for her to get an abortion and leave her alone or you get the fuck out. I disown you and let Cindy take over the business or our kid if I pass away."

Damon turned towards his dad and opened his mouth to speak but Elena cut him off.

"Alright sir, I'll go. I'll never bother your son again. I won't have the abortion. I'll take..."

Damon gave her a look. She jumped and quieted herself.

She didn't want to be the fire that burned the bridge.

But the fire had already started, she didn't know that.

"Henry," Damon walked and pulled Elena with him for her to go upstairs. He kissed her on her forehead and then smiled. "Go pack my things. Just some clothes, my toothbrush and my laptop. I got my phone and ipod with me."

Elena wanted to argue that she was down to leave, it would hurt her and break her but she would leave if that was best. But by Damon's words, she knew that there was no point. She kissed him on his cheek before walking up stairs and packing everything he asked of her. she got up there and felt something brewing in her stomach, she walked over towards the toilet and doubled over the open toilet seat. She threw up everything she had that day.

;..;

"Oh, your leaving. Your a bad excuse for a son. I rather have Stefan as my son then you. Least he takes care of his mother and doesn't complain. Shit first thing tomorrow, I'm taking you off the list of the person to get my business."

Damon turned back around and faced...

The man before him wasn't his father anymore.

He was disowning him.

"Henry," Damon repeated. Anger in his voice. "Your near forty and your trying to fuck your assistant. Your the one to talk. Alaric is a fucking asshole. I guess people who feel the same way attract others that feel like them. I can't believe you. Your kicking me out of the house because I got my teacher pregnant. Least I..." Damon didn't know what he was saying. His rage was fueling him. "love her. I love that woman upstairs. You don't give two shits about Cindy. What happened to Sarah? Where did she go? You found out she couldn't have kids so dropped her ass. You yell at me and say I'm stupid and all these others things. But remember, Mom loved me. She actually loved me. She couldn't stand you. She hated you. Cindy is the same. She probably got pregnant by some other dude and told you it was yours."

Damon shook his head and then he yelled out.

"Least the woman I got pregnant is pregnant. If you dumbass didn't rush Cindy, she'd still be pregnant. She's not even supposed to be on her feet and you treating her like you treat me." Damon turned to Cindy and looked at her face. She was in shock. "He doesn't love you. Just loves the fact that you keep his bed warm."

He turned towards Henry and didn't even see Henry raise his hand.

Smack.

Damon stumbled back as Henry's hand met his face. He looked back at Henry and shook his head. He placed his hand, softly, against his cheek.

"If only mom could see you now. You loved her and she didn't love you."

Damon knew he was lying. His mother did love Henry but he was so angry. He didn't know what to say.

Damon quickly caught Henry's hand as he raised it up to hit him again. He pushed him back and looked up the stairs.

Elena was rolling a suitcase down the stairs. She was wiping at her mouth.

"Get out, Damon." Henry said. He moved out of the way as Elena rolled down the stairs with the suitcase. She walked out onto the lawn with it. Not looking back.

Damon smiled before leaving, waving no one goodbye. He picked up his brown suitcase up from the wall, he placed it down earlier because he saw a little blue car in his driveway. He picked it up by it's handles and stepped out of the house.

Henry slamming the door behind them.

He didn't say a word to Cindy as he walked up the stairs and headed towards Damon's room. Only thing left was the sheets. Almost everything was bare. Henry walked up to the bed and sat down on it. He placed his head into his hands and cried.

;..;

Damon packed his luggage into Elena's car. She had just pushed his suitcase in the backseat when she turned to face him.

"Are you okay? I heard most of what was said."

She was going to tell him that she also heard when he said that he loved her. She wasn't going to say because that was just another added discussion on top of their other discussions.

"I'm...f-fine." Damon stuttered. He turned away from Elena and placed his head into his hands. His back trembled as tears left his eyes.

Elena knew that he was crying. She just wasn't sure what to say.

All she could do was walk up in front of him and wrap her arms around his waist as he cried.

She never knew of Damon to cry, but she held him.

She held on.

She realized then as he wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on her shoulder.

That she loved him too and that she was most likely, caring his child and she was perfectly fine with that.

Perfectly fine as a person in love could be.

They were moving forward as a newly formed couple should be.

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