Chapter five

"I tried to tell you that I need you," – Stay by Hurts

Kingston, New York

Four months ago

Charlie and Damon were driving around looking at houses. Charlie had been living at home, and Damon had a "bachelor pad" that Charlie refused to live in. she wanted a house just for them, that didn't have memories of Damon sleeping with other girls in it. And they were definitely getting a new bed.

"Ooh, that one is so pretty!" she suddenly exclaimed, gesturing to a small but beautiful house. Perfect for newlyweds.

"Too bad it's not for sale." Charlie frowned, but Damon just smirked at her. Then he pulled up in front of the house.

"Damon, what are you doing?" Charlie asked warily, as her husband got out of the car.

"I'm getting my wife her dream house." He said, as she slowly got out of his Camaro and followed him to the front door.

She stood behind him, really embarrassed on what Damon was going to do. But Charlie did really want this house, so she didn't stop him. Damon knocked on the front door, and then a middle aged man opened the door.

"Hello, what can I help you two with?" he asked politely, sounding confused.

"Hi there. I'm Damon; this is my wife, Charlie. We're newlyweds." Damon said, using his slightly patronizing voice he used when charming people.

"Oh, congratulations." The man said, as Damon wrapped an arm around Charlie. He was still confused on why they were there.

"My wife just loves your house." Damon continued, while Charlie smiled apologetically.

"I do, it's brilliant." She said with a slight British accent, blushing slightly.

"Oh, well thank you." The man said, as Damon pulled out his checkbook.

"So, how much do you want for it?" Damon asked, as Charlie's face turned bright red at her husband's bluntness.

"For my house? Sorry sir, it isn't for sale." The man said.

Damon just wrote down a number and showed it to the man. His eyes widened at the number of zeros. "That's about three times of what it's worth." He said, not believing what was happening.

"I'll throw in an extra zero if you can move out by Friday." Damon said, while Charlie secretly hoped that the man would say yes.

After a few silent moments, the man sighed. "Deal." He agreed.

Damon smirked at Charlie, as he wrote out the check. "I didn't even have to compel him." he said smugly, and Charlie beamed up at him.

"Thank you." She whispered, squeezing his hand.

Damon smiled softly down at his wife. Even though he just severely decreased his checking account, it was worth it to see her smile like that.

As Charlie and Damon left the hospital, a new bottle of pills in Charlie's purse, her phone suddenly rang. She looked at it, before sighing.

"Who is it?" Damon asked, as she bit her lip.

"My mum." She answered, debating on whether to answer it.

Damon groaned, as Charlie looked up at him. "You answer it." She said, giving him her phone.

Damon shook his head, and gave her an "are you crazy?" look. It was no secret that Karen Hart hated him. She told him every time she saw him.

"No thank you." He said, pushing the phone away.

Charlie sighed, shot her husband a dirty look, and then answered her phone. "Hey mum." She said in an extra sweet voice.

"Charlotte Marie Mathews, where in the love of God, are you?"

Charlie flinched slightly at her mother's angry voice, gripping Damon's hand as they walked to his car. "Technically, it's Charlotte Marie Salvatore now." She corrected her hesitantly.

"Don't tell me, you ran off with that boy! Charlotte, how irresponsible can you be?" Karen demanded of her daughter.

"That 'boy' is my husband, mother. He had a family emergency, and had to go home. So I went with him. It's not irresponsible," Charlie argued.

"Charlotte, you shouldn't be hopping from state to state. It's not good for you," Karen sighed, and Charlie could practically hear her head shake.

"Doctor Walker said it was perfectly fine as long as I relaxed after." Charlie soothed her mother, as Damon opened the car door for his wife.

"Charlotte-"her mother tried to argue, as Charlie slid into Damon's Camaro.

"Mum, it's too late. I'm staying here with Damon until his family emergency is taking care of. I'll call you every night, I promise." Charlie said.

"Don't worry, Karen. I'll take care of Charlie." Damon said to Karen, grabbing the phone from his wife.

"You are the worst thing to ever happen to my daughter." Karen said bluntly, before hanging up on him.

"What did she say to you this time?" Charlie sighed, as he pulled out of the hospital parking lot.

"'You're the worst thing to ever happen to my daughter.'" Damon said, not affected by his mother-in-law's words at all. "Hey, it's a step up from 'Why don't you just go crawl up in a hole and die?'"

Charlie sighed. "I wish she was nicer to you." She admitted.

Damon shrugged. "She hates me this much, and she thinks I'm human. Imagine what she would say if she found out that I was a vampire."

Charlie sighed again, as Damon grinned, imagining her not too kind words. It bugged Charlie, but he loved pissing off his mother-in-law.

"What?"

Charlie flinched, glad that Damon wasn't with her. Karen would've killed him if he was in the kitchen with her.

"Damon proposed to me, mum." Charlie repeated, edging the knives away from her mother.

"And what did you say?" Karen asked through gritted teeth, her curly blonde hair falling in her eyes.

"I-I said yes, mum." Charlie admitted. She didn't act like it, but inside she was bursting from Damon's proposal. He wasn't the type for marriage, yet he asked her to marry him. There was a diamond engagement ring on her ring finger as proof.

"How could you, Charlotte? That boy is no good for you! He is the last thing you need right now." Karen argued.

"I am in love with 'that boy', mother. I love him so, so much, mum. And he loves me too, or he wouldn't of have proposed. Plus, it's not like we have all the time in the world. 'carpe diem' right?" Charlie wanted her mother to be excited for her engagement, but she knew that it wasn't going to happen.

"No. absolutely not. I forbid it!" Karen exclaimed, looking very angry.

Charlie glared at her mother. "I didn't come here to ask for your permission, mum, I came here to let you know how completely happy I am right now. I wanted you to be happy for me, too, but I see now that that isn't going to happen."

Karen's gaze softened as Charlie stood up. "Charlie-"she tried to say, but Charlie cut her off.

"Damon's waiting for me. Bye, mum." She muttered, walking out the door.

"How'd it go?" Damon asked, as his fiancée marched towards him.

"It's a good thing that you didn't come in with me." Charlie muttered, as he opened the passenger door for her, and she slid into the seat.

Charlie didn't care what her mum thought. She loved Damon; she was excited to be the future Missus Damon Salvatore.

"Where to next?" Charlie asked, as she swallowed a few pills with a mouthful of water.

"I thought that we would stop and get you some food, since I can hear your stomach growling. And then we have a council meeting." Damon said, pulling into the parking lot of the grill.

Charlie smiled softly up at him. "You're not so bad." She stated, putting her pills away.

Damon smirked as he opened the car door for his wife. "Yeah, I'm warming up to you, too."

Charlie stretched up and kissed her husband, wrapping her arms around his neck. She was glad that she hadn't listened to her mother, that she had married Damon. She didn't know what she would do without him.

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