Hope you enjoy this last happy chapter for a while. the drama starts next chapter and I'm not too sure how long its going to last. Depends on how angsty I feel I guess. There is a little lemon in here, and its the last one for a while. Let me know what you think of this. there is a development in this one.
PS I own nothing.
"Good morning friends." an extremely happy Elena Gilbert said as she joined her friends at the table the next morning at school.
"Morning." Caroline greeted her best friend.
"So I was wondering, is Grant busy? I want a new tattoo." she said.
"Are your parents being stupid again?" Caroline asked her smile falling from her face for a moment.
"No, oddly enough they've been tolerable. I want to get a certain special someone's initials inked on my body." she said smirking.
"Isn't that moving a bit fast?" Caroline asked worried.
"I'm feeling things I've never felt before with him. It doesn't feel like its moving too fast. I really like him." she said her eyes shining happily.
"Alright then. I'll text Grant, he's always willing to give you what you want." she said pulling her cell phone out of her pocket. A couple minutes later Caroline replied with a smile.
"Grant would be more than happy to ink you again tonight." she said.
"Good." Elena said grinning. When the bell rang the three girls walked to their class together and sat down in their desks.
"Just make sure that you both know that you're in for more than just sex with him/" Bonnie whispered.
"I think he is and I know I am. He's being a really good boyfriend right now." she said smiling dreamily.
"I'm sure he is, and its just a bonus that your parents hate him." Caroline mused.
"That's not even that important anymore. It's not about getting back at them, its about my happiness. And I am...happy. It's a new feeling for me." she said.
"Miss Gilbert, Miss Forbes, and Miss Bennett, stop talking." Mr Wilson hollered at the girls when he walked into the classroom.
"Sorry." the girls muttered. He nodded pleased with their apology and went on with his lecture on trigonometric equations.
When the end of the day finally came around, Elena followed Bonnie and Caroline out to their cars.
"I'll meet you at Grant's shop." Caroline said.
"Sounds good. I'll be right behind you. I'm just texting my mom and dad, telling them I'm staying after school for a while." she said.
"Alright." Caroline said getting in the car and pulling out of the parking lot. After she got an affirmative message from her mom, Elena peeled out and began the familiar drive to Grant's shop.
"Elena Gilbert, what can I do for you today?" Grant asked when she walked into the shop.
"Grant my good friend. I need another tattoo." she said.
"I figured. Where and what?" he asked.
"The initials DS in a heart on my inner wrist." she said.
"Simple, beautiful and easily hidden. You are a genius. Now who's initials are you tattooing into your skin permanently?" he asked.
"Damon Salvatore. I've been seeing him for a while now." she said.
"I bet your dad loves that." Grant muttered as he set everything up.
"Neither him nor my mom know and its to be kept that way. Damon was my rebellion turned more." she said.
"I see, and believe me I wont say a word. The last thing I need is your parents asking how you know me. We both know I'm a terrible liar and I don't think it would go over well if I tell them that I'm your tattoo artist and body piercer." he said gesturing for her to sit down.
"You want it small and inconspicuous?" he asked.
"Yes." she nodded. She winced when he started etching the initials into her wrist but she bit her lip to keep from crying.
"See that wasn't so bad. All done." he said when he finished.
"Thank God. Those hurt so bad, why in the hell do I keep getting them?" she asked rhetorically.
"Because you don't want to be under your mom and dads thumb and you like doing things that are inevitably going to piss them off." he supplied.
"That's about it." she laughed.
"Well I'll see you next time you want to be modified." he said cleaning up his station.
"You sure will." she said. Elena hugged Caroline quickly before rushing to her scheduled volunteer appointment.
A few days later, once the tattoo was fully healed and ready to be shown off, Elena drove home in a foul mood. Her plan of going to see Damon tonight had been derailed by a massive history paper due on the history of the Civil War.
"How was school honey?" Miranda asked.
"Fine. I was going to hang out with Caroline tonight, but I have a massive history paper due for Mr Saltzman tomorrow morning." she said.
"Well finish it then." Miranda said.
"Oh yeah because that's so easy. It's on the Civil War." she whined.
"Do some research." her mom insisted.
"Fine." she said walking up the stairs.
"Aren't you hungry? Dinner will be soon." she said.
"No, I'm not hungry. I had a sandwich on the way home from school." she said walking up the stairs. When she got to her room she felt her cell phone vibrate in her pocket.
Coming over tonight?
Wish I could, but I have a massive paper due for Mr Saltzman on the Civil War. I'd much rather be with you instead though.
You can always let me help. I happen to be an expert in the Civil War.
I'll be right over. What are you charging for your expertise?
The terms will be discussed when you arrive.
She smiled at the phone in front of her and grabbed her purse and walked down the stairs.
"Where are you off to? I thought you had the paper due?" her mom asked.
"I'm going to Caroline's, we're going to work on it together." she said.
"That's a good idea." her mom said smiling.
"I'll see you for curfew." Elena said walking out of the house and driving over to Damon's. When she walked in the front door he was sitting in the parlour as he always was.
"So what are these terms?" she asked walking in the parlour and taking a seat beside him on the couch.
"I will help you with your paper if you help me later." he offered.
"Sounds good to me." she said smiling. For the next hour under Damon's tutelage, Elena's Civil War paper was completed and perfect.
"Now..." Damon said pushing the books to the floor.
"Take your payment." she said unzipping her hoodie and pulling it off.
"I intend to do just that." he said helping her rid herself of her white tank top. He pulled it over her head and unclasped her demure white bra before laying her down below him on the couch.
"You're beautiful." he said leaning down to kiss her.
"Thank you." she said as he pulled her jeans down her slender legs along with her panties. He stood up and stripped his jeans from his body before settling over her again.
"Ready?" he asked as he linked their hands and pushed into her. She nodded and thrust her hips up to take more of him in. He gripped her hips as he moved within her, she moaned and bit her lip as he brought her to heights she had only ever achieved with him.
"I'm so close." she murmured.
"Me too." he said as his lower body didn't miss a beat against hers. He continued his steady pace inside her until she came around him murmuring softly in her pleasure. He followed behind her, emptying himself inside her. When he was completely sated he collapsed down on her and rested there for a moment.
"That just keeps getting better." she said.
"It does." he agreed.
"Will you tell me something?" she asked.
"Anything." he said.
"How do you know so much about the Civil War?" she asked.
"I fought in it." he answered simply.
"You did? For which side?" she asked resting up on her elbow to stare at him.
"I defended the South. My father forced me to enlist. My brother Stefan was always his favourite." he stated.
"Your father forced you to enlist?" she said shocked.
"He did. And you thought your mom and dad were bad." he said.
"I like talking to you like this. You never tell me about your past. I want to know everything about you." she said linking their fingers together.
"I'll tell you whatever you want to know. But I think we should continue this conversation upstairs, my bed is so much more comfortable than this couch." he said picking her up.
"Just how fast can you get us up there?" she asked out of curiosity.
"Watch and see." he said flashing them up to his room.
"Wow. That was exhilarating." she said once she was set on his bed. He climbed in beside her and she slid into his embrace. He took her left hand and linked their fingers together.
"What else do you want to know?" he asked.
"Anything. I want to know what caused you to become the man you are today." she said smiling softly at him.
"You want the gruesome truth of Damon Salvatore?" he asked raising his eyebrows.
"I do. What happened to make you so shut off from the world. You open up with me, but not with anyone else. Many people think you're either a man-whore, or cold. What happened?" she asked.
"Well, back in 1864 there was this woman named Katherine. She was greedy, cruel, impulsive, evil. A royal bitch. She was also beautiful, sexy and she had this laugh that reeled me in immediately. She actually looks identical to you, don't ask how that happened, because I have no idea. And I'll admit when I first saw you, I never thought you were her, but it almost made me want to get to know you, to see if you were like her. You aren't. You are everything good about Katherine, and so much more. But anyways, I started courting Katherine, just me. I was madly in love with her, but then I got sent off to battle. I came back and got the surprise of my life. Before I left Katherine told me she was a vampire, and I freaked. She made me feel safe, she compelled me and then gave me her blood to make sure I came back if something happened in battle. It was like she wanted me to die. But I came back from battle and I seen her and Stefan kissing. Stefan is my younger brother and I felt so betrayed. The bitch walked up to me and had the nerve to look sheepish for a second before shrugging her shoulders. She told me that it would always be Stefan and I snapped. But Katherine compelled me to forget all about my pain, and the three of us continued our relationship. Drama ensued and my brother and I were both killed. When we came back Katherine was sitting there with a concerned look on her face. When Stefan woke up she rushed over and kissed him. All the compulsion wore off with me death so I remembered how much I hated them both. She walked over to kiss me but I pushed her away. I've been alone ever since." he explained, his eyes taking on a faraway gaze like he was remembering far off memories.
"What about Katherine and Stefan?" she asked.
"They are still around and still happily together. She still likes bothering me about that." he said.
"Do you have a picture of her? I want to see the evil bitch that broke you." she said. He slid out of the sheets and walked to his closet where he had a box stored high above the floor.
"Here, all my possessions from back there are in that box." he said laying the box across her lap. He slid back into the bed and watched as she tenderly opened the box and pulled each item out to inspect it.
"Is this her?" she asked when she pulled a picture out of a woman that looked identical to herself, except with long curls instead of straight hair.
"That is the reincarnation of evil herself." Damon nodded. She put the picture on the bed and pulled the next item out.
"Who is this?" she asked of the gorgeous woman with dark hair and a soft smile on her face.
"That's my mother." he said smiling at the picture.
"I can tell. She's beautiful." she said.
"My father was so in love with her. When she died, he changed. For the worse. He blamed me." he said, his eyes taking that faraway look again.
"How did she die?" she asked.
"Giving birth to Stefan." he answered.
"Oh. Why did your father blame you?" she asked.
"Because I was the bad seed. The bad one. The evil kid. Stefan was pure and angelic. He never did anything wrong. My father loved him, but hated me." Damon explained.
"Change of subject. What was your favourite memory of growing up back then?" she asked.
"Camping at the falls. It was so beautiful there, especially at night. It was the one place I was alone with my thoughts. Stefan always preferred to write his thoughts down in a journal, but I always preferred to keep them inside. And going to the falls always helped me let go of the bad and embrace the good." he explained. She pulled out another picture and stared at it. On the faded paper there was a picture of a dark horse.
"Who was this?" she asked.
"That was my horse. Ebony. He was beautiful. My father killed him to prove a point." he said.
"Your father was a cruel man." she decided before pulling out another picture of a man who she assumed was Stefan because he was standing beside Katherine. "Is this Stefan?" she asked.
"It is. He's the less handsome brother." he told her the familiar smirk coming onto his handsome face.
"You are definitely the more handsome brother. How many years younger is he?" she asked.
"He was seventeen when he changed. I was twenty four. So I guess 7 years." he said.
"Where is Stefan?" she asked.
"I have no idea and I don't really care. I really don't care to see him. As long as Katherine is in his life I don't want to see him or hear from him." he stated honestly.
"Will I ever meet him?" she asked curiously.
"I honestly have no idea and a part of me hopes that you never meet him, only to keep you away from Katherine. I could live a long and healthy life even if I never seen my brother again." he confessed.
"Okay." she said reaching up and kissing him. She looked through the box of mementos for a while longer smiling at pictures of Damon as a little boy. Pictures of him with his mom, pictures with his dad clearly before Stefan was born.
"So you and your dad got along before Stefan was born?" she asked slightly confused by the pictures of them together.
"We did, I was his first born. I was supposed to be the heir to the Salvatore name. But then Stefan was born and my mom died, and everything changed. Stefan became the golden child, and I became the bad son. I know it was mainly because I reminded him of her and he missed her for the rest of his life." he said.
"When did he die?" she asked.
"Giuseppe died when Stefan completed the transition. Stefan killed him." he said.
"Oh." she said unsure of how to respond to him. Damon was lost in a sea of memories and Elena didn't know how to reach him.
"Do you miss him?" she asked softly.
"No, it got to the point where I hated my father. But do I wish I got to say goodbye? Yes I do." he answered.
"I wish I could have met you back then, if only to save you from the pain your family and Katherine caused you." she said. He smiled at her and took her hand in his kissing her palm. He opened his eyes and spotted the tattoo on her wrist.
"What's this?" he asked uncertainly.
"Oh, I um got your initials tattooed on my wrist." she said softly, while trying to gauge his reaction.
"Why?" he asked genuinely confused. She smiled and stared into his eyes.
"Because I think I'm falling in love with you." she said softly.