Chapter 49

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A few days before graduation…

Damonpov

"It's a bit overwhelming…"

"What's that sweetheart?"

"I mean come on Damon I'm getting carpel tunnel syndrome."

I cock a brow her way as she tosses me a pen.

"Um no, I don't do those kinds of things."

Bella cuts me this evil go to hell look.

"You're seriously, just going to sit there? Watching me sign, address, and stamp all these graduation, and wedding invitations by myself!"

I shrug and pour myself a drink.

"Well look at it like this you look sexy doing it. Got that hot secretarial thing going on." I say as she's leaned over. Her navy buttoned blouse giving me the perfect cleavage shot.
"Why are you all dressed up by the way?"

"Elena and I were getting stuff for the wedding. You know today… you were supposed to meet me at 1 pm. Only you were nowhere to be found. You know in some ways I feel like I'm marring Elena rather than Damon Salvatore."

I smirk at this.

"Hmm please do give me details."

She flips me off and chunks another pen at me.

"Help!"

"Um no."
"Ok, fine. You know that thing you like so much?"

I narrow my eyes her direction.

"I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific there are several things, I happen to like."

"Ok you know your third favorite thing in the bedroom?"

I clear my throat on this and down my bourbon.

"Well by all means…" I hint looking towards my zipper.

"If you ever want that again you had better get a pen and get to signing!"

"I don't buy it. You happen to like giving as much as receiving."

"Very well… We'll just see about that now won't we?"

Shit… she's fucking serious. Vile, cruel, blackmailing vampire! Yet, I can't suppress the smirk upon my face.

"Hmm."

"It's up to you Damon baby."

Not the Damon baby thing. She knows that messes with my head. I half growl and grab a pen. She continues to look upon her pile of graduation invites.

"These can't be all yours."

"Nope."

"Then who the hell?" I grab one and read it.

"Stefan?! Why are we doing his as well?"

"Correction we're doing his and Elena's."

"WHY!?"

"Because it's polite and we all live under one roof anyhow…"

"That's stupid."

"Watch yourself Salvatore."

"Well I'm doing the wedding ones then. I'm not going to help you with the other slacker's chores."

She nods and slides the pile over.

"We don't even know that many people!"

She shrugs.

"All that time wasted with your babbling mouth. That could be spent writing!"

"Charming today aren't we?"

"Less talking more writing."

"Great, that's exactly what I need."
"What's that?"

"A nagging wife."

Bella grins shaking her head.

"Wait, you like this torment you cause me don't you?"

"You've no idea."

I suck it up and begin to fill out a few. We turn hearing Elena and Stefan entering the door. Both don't even seem to take notice of us. Stefan has Elena pinned to the wall kissing and dry humping her.

"Now that should be what we're doing…" I say throwing down a finished invitation.

"This right here sucks!"
Bella laughs.

Elena and Stefan turn towards us. Stefan however, takes Elena's hand and starts upstairs.

"Not so fast…"

They freeze and turn towards me.

"You both have some invitations to fill out…"

Bella cuts me another death stare.

"Damon…"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

She turns her attention back to them.

"Go on we're fine."

Stefan shrugs and continues up the stairs. Lucky bastard… How does he get out of helping?! It takes us another hour to even finish. Talk about fucking annoying. She smiles as she stacks up the pile.

"Now we got to stamp them all."

"The hell with that."

"Damon I'm serious."

She grabs the booklet of stamps.

"Stefan and Elena can do that part."

"Damon…"
"Isabella…"

Bella raises up and crawls into my lap.

"See now this… much more entertaining." I rub my face between her breasts.

"Hmm."

I rip her shirt and bra right down the middle.

"Damon that was a new shirt."

"Hmm." Once I start sucking on her tits though, she's fighting to get my pants undone.

Hell I can buy her a new shirt ten of them. Her hand begins stroking me. I lean back and close my eyes enjoying myself thoroughly. She slides her panties over and lifts her black skirt. Bella starts riding me like there's no tomorrow. I look down watching myself being fucked within her tight, wet mound. She arches her back and rocks about me even harder and faster. I grip her hips tightly and slam her against me even rougher. I half growl feeling the buildup. I slightly pull at her hair moving her neck towards me. The minute I taste her she erupts and I come hard as hell. In fact it's so much, I find myself still grinding her against me, just to finish completely.

We lock lips and my fingers run through her hair. We've been at peace or somewhat for the life of a vampire since our dealing with Elijah. So far no questions have been raised about his missing. The rest of his family was still in New Orleans. I just hoped they kept their happy asses there.

I've managed to be "good" well for me. I've not killed anyone as of late, for me that's something. The reason for all this is her. Last thing I wanted was to piss off some witch bitches. Then have this girl ripped away from me again or for us to be put through some sort of crazy ass test; like we haven't been through enough of those. For once in my god forsaken existence I knew what I wanted. I didn't deserve her by no means. That didn't change my decision nonetheless. I was tired of suffering and pushing everything good in my life away. I can never make up for the things I've done. Nor did I even want to begin to try. Selfish yes, I'm still a vampire a monster when need be. I'm still Damon Salvatore However, I've been fucked over just as much as I've fucked others over. That's about how it goes the way I see it.

I've spent centuries pining over women that never truly got me and visa versa. I never allowed myself to move on or look elsewhere. It was and had always come back down to Katherine or Elena. I never even thought about looking a different direction. I had become obsessed with winning over one or the other. That's all I ever saw. Bella crawls back off me and pecks my lips. I grab her hand however, before she walks away.

"I love you."

She smiles.

"I love you too."

That's another thing. Those three words used to be hard as hell for me to say to any woman. Even when I knew I felt them. With Bella? Not so much. At times it just literally stays on the tip of my tongue. Bella was my life now. She'd be all I ever wanted. She got me more than anyone ever has. She loves me and accepts me as Damon. I don't have to pussy foot around when it comes to her. We might fight and hardcore often enough. She doesn't mind putting me in my place. I don't mind the hot sex that usually follows. For once in this vampire's pathetic existence, I ended up with the girl at the end. I'm content and actually looking forward to Bella Swan becoming, Isabella Salvatore; my wife and one hell of a merciless vampire. Who'd have thought this shy small town girl would become this extraordinary vampire. More than anything though how did I end up such a lucky bastard?

Wedding day and flash backs…

Bellapov

"Just one more picture."

I grit my teeth was tired of pictures!

"Fine, but hurry my dress riding up my ass."

Caroline laughs as we get into one more last bridal group photo. My eyes widen as Elena tugs at my dress.

"Elena!"

She laughs.

"Well is it still up there?"

I move my legs about.

"Actually no…"

"Well you're welcome."

"Thanks! Ya freak!"

We all laugh and Elena shrugs. It's funny Angie was still my best friend, however as of late Elena was coming in as a close second. Alice and I were still friends, but after the death of Edward, we weren't near as close sadly. In fact her being part of the wedding plans hadn't been brought up since. I never dreamed in a million years that Elena, Damon's ex, would become one of my best friends. What's wrong with me? But that's just it. Like I said before that was history, I no longer found myself threatened by Elena or anything of Damon's past. I knew I was his present and future I didn't question it. Through everything we've been through Damon and I always find each other again. We'd fight whatever came our way. Elena and Angie were my bridesmaids. Stefan and Alaric were Damon's best men. Damon and I decided on a simple black, white and red wedding.

Damon rented out a ballroom. Elena, Bonnie and Caroline took it upon themselves to decorate for us. It was breathtaking. The place was done in red roses, white candles, the cake I had to laugh at. It was Stefan's doing. It had the bride dragging the groom by a leash. Damon grumbled under his breath over it, but I caught the smirk upon his face when he first laid eyes on it.

We'd been husband and wife for half an hour now. Yet already we were dragged away from one another. Jeremy, Stefan, Jasper, Alaric and Tyler had Damon pulled off to the side. They were all laughing about something. Meanwhile, Angie, Bonnie, Elena, Caroline and Alice had me off to the other side. I was on my third glass of wine. Damon and I eyed one another from across the ballroom. This place Damon rented was like nothing I'd ever seen before. I felt like a princess in a fairy tale, cheesy enough but, true. Everything about the wedding in fact had that fairytale feel to it. It was bigger than I ever imagined. I couldn't' believe the amount of people from Forks that arrived. All our friends from Mystic Falls also came.

My dad had walked me down the aisle and I damn near fainted at the sight of Damon. He had that Mr. Salvatore appeal going for him, only much more elegant. His tux was black and he wore a red rose pinned to it. He screamed SEX as my father continued to lead me down. I wore a white ball gown wedding dress, it was strapless and flared out with lace down to the ground it was beautiful. Shockingly enough, I picked it out. I'm not sure what came over me, but I saw the dress and thought Damon. I had to have it. Angie pinned the red roses along my hair to make it look like a head band. It was really cool actually. Elena curled my hair and Angie pinned the rest of it up to where it came down in curls along my shoulders.

The bridesmaids wore red spring like dresses with black ribbons tied about their waist. Each of them looked beyond gorgeous. The best men wore black like Damon. Damon being well Damon like, had the wedding rushed through. The poor guy marrying us was sweating bullets as Damon kept pressing him to get to the point. When it was time to "kiss the bride", the both of us got lost in one another. We were interrupted by the sound of my father clearing his throat. My eyes widened a bit as I turned to him and I thought he'd have a heart attack.

That was another thing. It seemed during graduation when my father came down. He and Damon's friend Liz had rather hit it off. So much so in fact that Damon and I caught them making out a couple days later at a bar. Damon had a good laugh at this. I happened to like Liz though and the way I saw it if she makes my dad happy then I'm all for it. I just wasn't used to seeing that side of my father. Of course Damon had a few jokes to mine and Caroline's expense on this. About how we might end up kin to one another within time, we both shrugged on the idea. Having Caroline as a step sister wouldn't be so bad. Honestly, I thought that telling Charlie my secret would make things a lot easier that way. He'd have Liz and Caroline to help him deal and to walk him through it. So, no I hadn't told Charlie yet, that's rather what I was waiting to see. If things between him and Liz picked up, maybe through their support I could finally tell Charlie.

I smile towards my father as he's got his arm about Liz's waist. He nods towards me with a genuine smile and to me that was a big deal. Charlie hardly smiled or so it seemed. After what my mother had pulled Charlie hadn't trusted another woman since. As far as I knew my father didn't even really date. I swallow back as he kisses Liz's forehead. Something about that made me want to tear up. I force myself to give them some privacy. I just couldn't help, but to find myself amazed.

I shut my eyes for a moment as the thirst began to course through me.

"You ok there?" Angie questions.

Oh come on really? On my wedding day and my best friend? I nod not looking her in the eyes. I push past the other girls, doing my best to rush out of the area.

The music begins for Damon and I's first dance. I'm frozen in place as I feel a hand along my shoulder.

"Leaving so soon?"

I slowly turn, but am careful not to look up. I knew the veins were spread out my face and my fangs had protruded. I feel his hand about my cheek.

"Follow me…" He says softly and leads me to the dance floor.

So much for a normal wedding, he leans me against his chest.

"Wait till I say…" He hints as we continue to dance.

His hand goes to the back of my head as he presses me into his neck.

"Ok sweetheart."

I bite down and fight not to moan out. I could tell he was fighting the same urge. I try to be quick like I'm merely kissing against his neck.
"It's going to be a very interesting wedding; when I take you right here, in front of everyone." He utters as I feed.

Once my thirst is satisfied I pull back. Damon winks as I look upon him and he wipes my mouth clean. He then twirls me around and pulls me back towards him.

"How very Isabella Salvatore of you… couldn't even make it through our wedding, without plunging your fangs into someone my dear. I suppose I'm just lucky it was me."

"Funny…"

He smiles and twirls me around again.

"Actually, I was quite serious."

Damon kisses me running both his hands along my face. Once he pulls back he looks into my eyes, his hands stay along my cheeks.

"Thank you."

I narrow my eyes in confusion.

"For?"

"Actually showing up and going through with this."

I half laugh shaking my head.

"Isabella… do you have any idea. What this truly means to me? Not only have you made the ultimate sacrifice, in order to be with me. You've become my wife. Something I never thought I'd live to see. I just can't believe the sight before me. You're so beautiful and I honestly mean it, when I say I love you, and I can't believe you're mine. It just doesn't seem real. I can't believe I'm living the dream."

I swallow back and wrap my arms around his neck. A few betraying tears make their way down my face. I loved this man more than anything on earth.

"I love you Damon. I always will."

From there Damon and I lived our dream. Sure we had a few bumps on the road, but nothing we couldn't overcome. A year later Liz and Charlie married, making Damon's assumption right after all. Eventually, Liz and Caroline supported me in my decision to come clean to Charlie. Liz was a saint. She was able to walk Charlie through this. She used her own experiences with Caroline and their history. Charlie damn near freaked out on me at first. Not so much as being frightful as much as he was simply frightened for me. As for Stefan, Elena, Damon and I we were surprisingly under the same roof still. There had been times we discussed moving out. However, as time progressed we grew closer. Elena and I were more like sisters; Stefan was definitely my pain in the ass brother. The two of us constantly pulled pranks either on each other or Damon.

Honestly, I'd never been happier than I was now. I finally feel like I'm where I belong. Damon Salvatore was now my husband. I'd more friends than I could ever imagine having. My dad had moved on with his life, he too happy and in love. That and he lived here now making things all the more easier. Damon still worked for the force we figured it the best way. The town needed someone like Damon in their corner. That and it covered our asses when it came to our secret.

Elena, Stefan and I began to make plans for college. Yeah so we took a year off from school first, but considering everything the four of us had gone through we just wanted one lazy year of dealing with nothing, but being vampires in general. That was hard enough. Damon thinks our idea is ridiculous but, then again he's older than us. Damon doesn't have to keep up the mentality we do, in order to keep our secret. Besides, who knows what adventures college has in store…

Later…

Damonpov

"I'm just saying the whole idea is stupid. Why the hell, would the three of you; wish to torment yourselves with school all over again?"

That was what I last said to them on the subject.

I keep my back turned to them. I fight the smirk forming along my face. I grab the chalk and begin to write.

Mr. Salvatore