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Chapter 3: What a way to end the day.

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Some years passed, I was now 16 and the Salvatore's were all at Columbia University, the twins as freshmen, by the way. They had moved into the dorms but Damon came home every weekend to his parent's house, occasionally Stefan but Caroline disappeared into college life, no surprise there. Because we were practically family, the Salvatore's called my dad dad and I called Lily mom and Giuseppe pops. It was our way of endearing the people in our lives and our parents didn't seem to mind.

Every Friday was brother's day as Damon called it. It meant that he was going to pick me up at school as he was arriving in the neighborhood, which of course meant that a swarm of girls would follow me to see him. As I walked up to him they would glare at me cause they were jealous that he payed attention to only me and not them.

He always greeted me with a smile and a "Hey hun, ready for some fun?" Then we would go catch a movie, any movie while sharing popcorn. After that it was ice cream at the park and then burgers at our favorite place a couple of blocks from our houses. Finally back home to get some sleep. Damon would park the car in his driveway and stay rested against the hood of his baby blue Camaro while he waited for me to reach my room and open the window to wave at him so he could be sure that I was ok.

I don't know why he did that because he knew that once we hit my driveway I was safe, but he insisted on it and I wasn't going to make a fuss over that little thing. During all this time we would fill each other in on what had happened that week, his stories always being way more interesting than mine. We talked about the books we had read, tv episodes or music that we had just discovered. My dad never got worried about where I was on Fridays because he completely trusted Damon and knew that we were having fun together.

That last Friday of finals was amazing because it was another year gone and I was closer to going to college and then law school so I could build a buffet with my dad, a dream we both shared. The Salvatore's had finished classes the week before, and even though I told him to stay in the house and relax, Damon insisted that we would do our Friday routine. He said that it was even more important because we were celebrating another year done for me. This time Damon took me to the lake to ride some jet skies and then to an Italian restaurant that was for students near Whitmore College.

When we got to my house we noticed that it was dark, which never occurred because my dad always waited up for me. Damon insisted to come into the house with me to check that everything was alright. And everything was but dad wasn't there, I was starting to get worried until Damon pointed out that there was a message on the phone. We heard it and it was my dad saying that he would have to stay in the office to file some papers the boss had forgotten to tell him that where due the next day in order. Problem was that the paperwork had to go through so that the office could retain a grant from the government and be able to keep operating. He told me to pack some things since he had talked to Lily and Giuseppe and I was going to stay at their house tonight. So I went up to grab my things while Damon waited for me in the living room.

I remember that I was in the guest room, which has been mine since we started doing sleepovers a few weeks after they first moved in and they had even insisted on me decorating it to my liking. I told them that I didn't mind the way it was and that they should have it like that for when their family came to stay. It was about 6 in the morning when the phone rang, confusing all of us, since the phone never rang before 10am in this house. About a minute later I heard a knock on my door and saw Damon's face come into view. I turned my night light on and noticed that his face was paler than normal and that Giuseppe and Lily were behind him. I started to get worried when Damon came closer and sat on the end of my bed, his face not showing even the smallest trace of a smile.

"Damon what's wrong?" I asked him since he seemed to be trying to find a way to tell me something. I looked at his parents and they had these worried and sad looks in their eyes.

"Damon?" I looked back to all three of them, "Can someone please tell me what's going on? You are all starting to scare me." I felt tears starting to form in my eyes.

"There is no right way to say this hun, so I'm just going to tell you." He looked me in the eyes and said "Your dad had a heart attack and is in the hospital."

I was shocked for about a minute and then I started to sob. I know that they all just wanted to hug me and give me comfort but knowing me they stayed away.

"Hun, get dressed. I'm taking you to the hospital." When I looked up Damon had a sad smile on his face and I knew he was being strong and brave for me. "You know its going to be ok, your dad is strong."

With that they left my room so we could all change. Stefan and Caroline were told to stay in the house because there were some relatives coming over in the morning and someone should be there to greet them. And even though I insisted that I could grab a cab and that they should all stay, Mom, Pops and Damon insisted on taking me.

When we got there I was told in which room my dad was in and how to get there. I was also told that he was in stable condition but that he had had a very strong attack that had left his heart very weak. They also said that he would have to be in the hospital for quite some time in order to recover.

I remember turning around to find Damon looking at me with much concern "What's wrong hun?"

"Damon, I know that my dad needs it, but I don't think that our insurance will cover all of these medical bills and our savings account will only do a little. I will take the money from my college savings but still, how long do you think they will keep him here? I am going to have to go and try to get the bank to put another mortgage on the house and get a job, maybe even a loan." I could feel the wheels in my head turning and a migraine starting to form.

"Don't worry about that Lena, we will take care of all the insurance and bank things. Right now you just need to worry about going to your dad and taking care of him." Pops said as he smiled at me. I smiled back and thanked him. Then with a deep breath I walked towards my dad's room.

Oddly enough, I felt like I did when I was ten. Scared and nervous, not knowing how my dad looked. But this time I knew that he loved me and that gave strength to go on. Six years ago he had opened his house and heart to a fearful ten year old, he had taken care of me when I had no one else to turn to and now it was time to repay him for all that he has done for me. As I came to his door, I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and with a smile placed on my face I knocked on the door.

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