AN: Thank you so much for the continuing support for this story! More smut to come but not this time haha. Hope none of you are bothered by that. This chapter is kind of like the eye of a storm, nice and calm before some crazy shit goes down next haha. I hope you enjoy! Please review!
Chapter 18
Wake up
My love
Never thought you'd make me, break me
Now I'm up from below
Such a brilliant star you are
And will your love keep burning baby
Burn a hole right through my eyes
All these short times feel like no time
I thought you ought to know
I'm so far gone now I been running on empty
I'm so far gone now
Do you wanna take me on?
Do you wanna take me on?
Do, Do you, Do you know?
Do you know how long I've waited?
To look up from below,
Just to find someone like you?
And will your love light burn me baby?
Burn a hole right through my heart
I think I might just trust you, maybe
But I'm not sure
I'm not sure I wanna know
I'm so far gone now I been running on empty
I'm so far gone now
Do you wanna take me on?
I'm so far gone now I've been running on empty
I'm so far gone now
Do you wanna take me on?
Do you wanna take me on?
I think you could make me girl
Could make me and take my life
I know you could break me girl
Take all of me
All of me, yeah!
Lunacy Fringe by The Used
Damon's POV
I didn't want to wake Layla yet, it's still fairly early and we were up all night. Yea, I pretty much had her screaming my name all night. It's nice to know I haven't lost my touch, not that someone as amazing in bed as I am ever could. It had been quite a long dry spell. Sure I would have waited for as long as it would have taken to have sex with her. But many human lives may have been lost in that time, Damon Salvatore does not do celibacy well, the sexual frustration would have led to many throats being ripped out. Layla did all of man kind a service by sleeping with me.
I guess on to the more important parts of last night, the whole declaration of love thing. That's a pretty big deal. Actually it's a huge fucking deal. She took me so off guard, like she always does. I think after all of the times I've been hurt and disappointed I just never thought that anyone would actually say those words to me. I love you. All it took was to hear that for every last piece of my hardened shell to break into a million little pieces. That doesn't mean I'm going to become this nice sweet guy, I'll never be rainbows and unicorns. That human innocence I once had died the day my humanity did, it's never coming back. I was naïve to a fault. I'll always be good to Layla but as for every one else…eh I'll never be Stefan.
I do love her. I didn't want to admit it to myself and I may have never admitted it to her. But she told me first, she told me what I'd been longing to hear and I couldn't deny her the truth, that I love her more intensely than anything I've ever felt. She makes me…whole. So maybe that's why I have a little more pep in my step as I come down into the kitchen, freshly showered in nothing but a pair of low rise jeans even though I can hear my brother and Blondie talking about her recent break up still.
"Eww! Put some clothes on creep!" I wink at the young vampire and grab a blood bag off the counter. "Hey that's mine!" Not anymore its not Barbie! I smirk and sit next to my brother at the island.
"You only want me to put a shirt on because you cant help but stare and drool. It's ok, I completely understand." Her eyes roll in that dramatic bitchy way of hers. I throw the blood bag into the nearby trash can. I put my feet on the island and lean back in my chair unable to keep the smile off my face.
"Oh my God!" My brother and I both look at her questioningly. "Layla had sex with you!" Huh? How does she know?
"Right you are. But how exactly did you come to that conclusion?" Stefan has the grossed out look on is face he always gets when my sex life is brought up.
"You practically have it stamped on your forehead! You made her cry last night and then you just swoop in and take her home so you can get in her pants, classy Damon." I glare at the woman. She has no idea what she's talking about.
"I don't think Layla would have slept with him if she didn't want to Caroline." Wow, Stef is defending me. Weird.
"You must have done some serious sweet talking Salvatore. I'd ask you how it was but guys never know that kind of thing, I'll grill Layla about it later." Oh goodie! I'll be listening in to that conversation.
Stefan's head shoots up. "Elena's pulling up." Both he and his best friend hop up to go greet her. When did I stop caring about Elena's presence? Sure I'd always have feelings for her in some way but the way I feel for Layla completely overshadows whatever remains of those feelings. Seems that somewhere a long the way I finally got over Elena Gilbert…and I couldn't be happier.
"Hey." I turn towards the other entry to the kitchen to see the object of my affections standing there in a simple grey cotton dress. She smells delectable, like the rose body wash I bought especially for her. She must have showered and just pulled her hair back without bothering to blow dry it. She looks shy for the first time ever. She's never been this way around me, red stains her cheeks…it's cute. Now I'll never think that word again.
"Hey to you too. Did someone send you to me for breakfast? You look awfully tasty." She chimes out a giggle, shaking her head at my corniness. She walks over to me with her eyes averted to the floor. What the hell? Is she embarrassed about what happened last night? The sex was fucking amazing; she doesn't need to be bashful about that. I have an inkling that it may have something more to do with what was said. Is she worried about that? Silly woman.
I take her into my arms and breathe in her heavenly scent. God damn have I ever been this happy? I place a kiss on her lips and lean my forehead against hers. That lovely shade of red is still staining her cheeks.
"You're acting weird. What's wrong?" She lets out a little huff of air.
"Nothing. I guess I woke up wondering if last night really happened. I'm a little dazed still." I cant help but chuckle.
"Oh it happened. Not even you could dream up something that vivid and…pleasurable." She scoffs and slaps my arm.
"Well obviously that happened you ass! I feel like I was hit by a truck." I grin smugly. Yea, I'm amazing in bed.
I kiss her again making her sigh in a contented way that mirrors exactly how I'm feeling. She really is worried about the whole I love you thing. Does she think I just said it because she did? Well there's one way I can fix this.
"Layla?" Her shining green eyes stare into my blue. Just making sure I have her full attention. "I love you." I make sure to pronounce it clearly with as much feeling behind the words as I can muster. Her eyes widen and she smiles brilliantly. So worth it to lose my pride for a second to tell her how I feel.
"I love you too Damon."
This time she kisses me. Her hands grip into my hair, for some reason this always turns me on. I pull her onto my lap. I trace my hands down her sides, and skim my thumbs dangerously close to her nipples. She inhales loudly and lets out a whimper. She's so responsive; it's enough to get me hard in no time at all. I let my hand drop to her thigh and slowly move up to her panties. I move the offending cloth to the side and lazily drag a finger up her slit. Fuck, she's soaked. I plan on throwing her down on this counter so I can fuck her into next week but I suddenly hear a loud shriek from the guests I forgot we had.
"God damnit." I say it through my teeth and shift around so that Layla is sitting on my lap rather than straddling me and is conveniently shielding my now painful erection from the other people in the house that are making their way towards us. She pulls her pony tail back into place and tries to bring her breathing under control.
"Did I really just hear what I think I heard!?" Layla looks mortified that the blonde may have heard our little tryst. I just smile into her shoulder. I should drag her upstairs and fuck her hard enough to have her screaming just to disturb all three of the people standing here now. Elena is holding Stefan's hand, both looking very happy to be seeing each other.
"I don't know. Why don't you tell me what you think you heard you nosy brat?" Layla digs her nails into my leg, obviously unhappy that I would spur her friend on.
"You told Layla you love her!" Not what I was expecting her to say. Said woman visibly relaxes on my lap. Elena and Stefan both look at me in disbelief.
"If you make a big deal out of this I'm going to compel every clothing store within a hundred miles of here to never sell you anything again." She looks just as outraged as I knew she would. Only Caroline Forbes would take a threat like that to heart.
"You're just cruel. It's sooooooo adorable that you actually told her you love her! Awwww! You do have feelings! So that's why she slept with you!" Without even blinking I grab the large kitchen knife off the counter next to me and throw it straight at the annoying ass blonde. Layla gasps, unfortunately blondie caught the flying object. She smiles broadly and sets it down. "I'll never be able to look at you the same way Damon." I lift Layla off my lap and grab my car keys.
"You better be gone when I get back!" My girl follows me out the door, she looks genuinely concerned. She must always think the worst.
"Hey, go spend time with your friends. I'm sure you want to tell Elena all she's missed and fill them in on how I gave you orgasm after orgasm. I wiggle my eyebrows successfully getting her to laugh.
"I'm just going to go to the Grille for a little while. I can only handle Barbie in small doses before I want to snap her neck. Don't worry I'm not upset. I'll be back in a bit when I've ingested enough Bourbon that she's no longer at risk of getting her heart torn out." She rolls her eyes. I kiss her on the cheek and get into the Camaro.
Layla's POV
The second I walk back in the house I'm being tugged very harshly back into the kitchen and onto a chair.
"Spill it!" I glare at Caroline and rub at my arm that she almost pulled out of the socket.
"You need to learn to treat me gently! I'm a human damnit!" She rolls her eyes but looks slightly apologetic. Elena walks over and gives me a big hug.
"I missed you! I didn't realize how attached to you I've gotten until I was away. I'm so glad I have a new girl friend around." I smile warmly at Elena. I'd have to say she's my best friend here. Caroline too but Elena understands me a little more.
"I missed you too." Caroline clears her throat so the attentions back on her. Stefan comes up behind Elena and wraps his arms around her waist.
"You finally did the deed! So how was it?" My turn for the eye rolling.
"Jeez Care, it's not like I was a virgin." She huffs and begins tapping her manicured nails on the counter.
"So not the point!" I look at Elena and Stefan in a way that I hope screams 'help me!' but Elena just tries unsuccessfully to hold a laugh in.
"I highly doubt that Stefan wants to hear about me having sex with his brother." He smiles at me in sympathy.
"Pfft! Stefan is immune to this kind of thing by now." I groan loudly.
"Fine! It was mind blowing! Best sex of my life! Happy?" She grins and squeals before launching at me!
"I'm so happy for you!" I push her off me.
"You're happy for me because I got laid? You are so weird." Elena and Stefan both laugh.
"I'm happy for you because Damon told you he loved you. I knew he did!" Elena looks genuinely pleased for me.
"I'm glad he did too. I was worried he was going to be his normal sarcastic asshole self and would never tell you." Stefan probably knows him best.
"I actually said it first. He reciprocated…after we had sex."
"How Damon like." The blonde plops down in a chair across from me.
"I told Stefan I loved him first too. Salvatore men are clueless." Stefan nips at her neck playfully.
"How come everyone else finds their soul mates and I'm stuck with assholes?" Caroline pouts and sets her chin on her hands.
"You'll find the right one eventually. You're young and hot, I'm sure it won't take long." She smiles brightly at me.
Damon's POV
I'm glad no one tries to sit on the stool to the left of me anymore. I think everyone realized by now that they're going to either get chastised or threatened if they sit in Alaric's seat. I wish he was here to meet Layla, I'm sure they'd get a long. Ric would tell Layla what a dick I am and she'd laugh and come back with a story of her own. The thought makes me smile in a bittersweet kind of way. I'm about to order another glass of bourbon when a shot of vodka is set in front of me. Definitely not my drink. I like my alcohol dark.
"I didn't order this." The woman behind the bar nods.
"I know but I was told to give it to you. Here." She hands me a folded napkin.
I open it and stare at the writing in anger. The drinks on me. You really are very handsome. My daughter has impeccable taste. Andrea
I ball it up in my fist and try as hard as I can to not let my rage not get the bet of me.
"Hey! Where's the person that gave this to you?" The blonde bartender looks at me confused.
"What are you talking about?" Fuck! Obviously compelled.
She's in Mystic Falls! She's already here! What the fuck am I going to do now!?
I get up intent on leaving and going home to Layla. As I open the door I'm faced with Klaus Mikaelson and his little sister Rebecca.
"Good afternoon Damon. You look dreadful." I wish I could snap his damn neck just once.
"I need to talk to you." He must here the desperation and anger in my voice because he follows me outside without a word.
"Why don't you go get a drink while I speak to Damon?" He gestures at his sister. She murmurs about how controlling he is and leaves us alone.
"Well, get on with it." I drag a hand through my hair and sigh.
"Have you noticed any new vampires in town? I'm sure you like to keep track of shit like that." That stupid haughty smile of his appears on his face.
"Hmm, perhaps. Why do you ask?" It's so fucking impossible to have a civil conversation with this guy.
"I think there's someone in town who's got it out for Layla. I want to get rid of the bitch before Layla hears about it." His smile widens.
"I heard that you'd become involved with that delectable little creature but I was hoping it was just silly gossip. How unfortunate for her to have let herself be tainted by the likes of you." I'm two seconds away from saying something that's going to get my throat torn out.
"If you know something, tell me." He makes a tsk sound and shakes his head.
"Your brother has much better manners than you."
"One of the many monumental differences between little bro and I. So you gonna tell me or not?" He has to know how serious I am from the annoyance and exasperation in my voice.
"I have seen a few new faces. A very pretty woman with a young girl and a dark skinned man. I've been meaning to pay them a visit. Seems some people around town have gone missing. I don't like when people in my town think they can come in and do whatever they damn well please." The corner of my mouth turns up in that signature smirk of mine.
"After you have this rendezvous with the new vamps I'd appreciate it if you could give me a call." He nods his head, seeming amused.
"I'll find out their names, where they come from, why they're here, that sort of thing. Perhaps I'll instill a little fear. If they have indeed been killing the townsfolk I'll see to it that they're punished."
"Leave the woman. I have a rather large bone to pick with the bitch." He laughs at my own amused expression.
"You really are more fun than your brother is now. Why on earth would a vampire be after your girlfriend?" I was hoping he wouldn't ask that.
"Just someone from her past who was human the last time Layla saw her. Keep it to yourself; I don't need this getting back to Layla." He gives me an odd kind of salute and turns away still looking amused.
Well this situation has officially ruined my buzz.