Happy Birthday

Chapter 13

Note: Okay so I've had this chapter almost done for a while now but I've been focusing on Jyler lately but I will continue this cause I love you guys and I can't say no to slash honestly :P XOXO you guys really rock!

Three years later:

That same day on the lake, Damon and I had agreed upon that he would turn me after my graduation so I could keep down gossip as much as possible and so I could turn 18 and truly do whatever I wanted with my life without Aunt Jenna holding me back. What about Elena? Well she changed her life. Literally. She moved away a year after her graduation with Stefan. We still keep in contact but she knows it wouldn't be the best idea to visit.

I felt my heart race as Damon laid me down upon the bed and straddle me. Time was here. Damon gave me a calming smile and I smiled back nervously. He rubbed his thumb over my cheek gently and he lowered his mouth to my neck. I try not to dig my nails into his back as I feel his fangs grow and touch my skin.

"Do it." I whisper and I felt his teeth sink in. I winced in pain but I relaxed when the pleasure set in. I felt my blood leaving my body and I began to grow weaker. Damon stopped drinking and sat up. I looked up at him through heavy lidded eyes. I watched as he bit into his wrist and touched it to my lips. I hesitated, wondering if it did actually taste good and not like copper.

"Drink, Jeremy." Damon ordered firmly. I let my tongue slide out for an experimental taste. Damon had very nice tasting blood and I placed my mouth over the wound and gently began to suck. After a moment, he took his wrist away. My eyes closed but he shook me a little.

"No sleeping yet." he said with a hint or humor.

I forced my eyes open and looked up at him. I knew what was coming next and I frowned in worry.

Over time, Damon had become good at reading my expressions. He brushed my bangs out of my sweaty forehead.

"It will hurt for only a second." He promised.

I swallowed and nodded and closed my eyes. I felt Damon grab onto both sides of my neck…and twist. I knew nothing after that.


It was very hard for me to do it but I knew it would be so we could be together. Moments passed and Jeremy stirred.

"Welcome back."

Few months later (Jeremy):

That night I had taken my first taste of blood. Human blood. I still do though of course Stefan and my sister don't approve at all but they can't do anything about it if I don't protest.

Things have gotten complicated with Aunt Jenna. She calls either Elena or me every day and asks about our day. She found her love in a new history teacher who came to town named Richard Saltzman. I haven't seen him in person (seeing him would be seeing Jenna which is a big no no) but by the way, she talks about him, I can see him as being the one for her. Plus she wants to come over to see us. Excuses are starting to run out and Elena is afraid that she'll actually come find us but anyway soon after my transformation, Damon informed me he had bought a house out by the ocean. I loved the idea and plus I would also get good ideas for my drawings.

Once we moved in not long after, we got married. It was not too fancy but not to simple either though our only guests, sadly, had to be Stefan and my sister. Time passed after that and we did have our normal relationship fights but it never lasted for more than a day before Damon was apologizing. One morning while Damon made breakfast, an idea popped into my head which made my mouth form a mischievous smile.

"Hey Damon." I said innocently. He must have heard something in my tone because he paused and looked slightly over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow.


"I've been thinking about us a lot every day and you know? I really want to know how much you are willing to do for me."

He turned off the gas on the stove and turned around. His expression told me he was curious about where I was going with this.

"Well you know I would do anything for you." He said, coming over to me and planting a kiss on my lips. I wrapped my arms around his waist and looked up at him.

"I'll be the judge of that after this is over."

"After…what is over?"

My smile got wider. "Damon I want you to call Stefan and tell him that you're sorry for everything that you've done and that you love him."


I frowned heavily down at him, wondering if he was serious but his smile made me realize I didn't need to ask. I tensed and I walked back to the stove, grabbing a plate and placing the pancakes on it. I set it on the table. I could feel Jeremy's eyes on me but his mood had changed. I looked over at him and saw he had lost his smile.

I sighed. "Jere-

He held up a hand and shrugged. "It's alright you don't have to do it. I just thought…forget it. I'm not hungry anymore."

He began to walk out of the kitchen and I quickly ran up to him and wrapped my arms around him from behind. It wasn't that I didn't want to do what he told me. I just…don't see myself doing it. I've lost some of the hatred with my brother during this whole thing since I found out I would rather die than live without Jeremy but…I just could not see myself saying that to Stefan over the phone even though I would be saying a little truth with it. But I meant it when I told Jeremy I would do anything for him. I hated seeing him sad.


He didn't move or say anything.

"I'll…call Stefan and tell him I'm sorry and all that."

After a moment he turned and looked at me. "Really?"

I nodded, smiling down at him. He smiled back and hugged me. "Thanks."

I sighed mentally and after I went to go grab my cell and speed dialed my brother's cell number. He picked up after two rings.

"Damon?" he asked, surprised.

"The one and only."

Silence on both ends. Jeremy motioned for me to go on with his hand.

"So." I began, clearing my throat. "I just wanted to tell you that…" I paused and forced out. "…I'm sorry…and I love you."

I couldn't even hear his breathing on the other end now.

"You still there?" I asked.

"Y-yeah, yeah. I'm here. I just wasn't expecting for you to say that. Is this really you, Damon? Are you drunk or something?"

Indeed, he did sound rather disturbed.

Jeremy leaned up to my ear and whispered, "Invite them over for dinner on Sunday."

I gave him a "you've-got-to-be-kidding-me" look. He gave me puppy dog eyes. I shook my head at him in disbelief.

"Also I wanted to invite you and your wife to dinner on Sunday." I said to Stefan.

"I defiantly think you're on something right now."

Jeremy began to laugh. I gave him a half humored glare.

"Nope. I'm all serious about this. I just woke up this morning and I thought to myself "oh I cannot stand to have an angry, tensely, relationship with my brother anymore. I want to make peace." So here I am making peace."

"Mmhm. Well for whatever reason you did this...-Jeremy, right?-I'm glad you did it."

I glared over at Jeremy who had an innocent smile on his face. "Yeah, me too. Whatever."

After a moment. "Yeah we would be happy to come over. We'll bring over a pie or something."

"Cause pie always makes my day." I mumbled sarcastically.


I hung up on him and leaned against the counter. Jeremy gave me a grateful smile.

"Don't think about this like you did it for me but for both of you. It's good for you guys to finally get the stupid grudges out of the way."

I sighed, nodding. "I guess."

Jeremy went over to microwave his pancakes before eating them.

"I still don't get why you want to eat. You don't really need anything else but blood…and me." I said, smirking.

He stuck out his tongue at my cockiness.

After we showered and got ready in the morning, we went out and spent most of the day at pool. Jeremy was the only thing that kept me from killing the women and even some men that were practically drooling over him and trying to come up to flirt. Though I couldn't blame them, Jeremy always looks so damn fine.

Sunday (still Damon):

Jeremy decided to act like my mother more than my husband and checked me over every five seconds to make her I looked perfect for our "guests" after we fed. Jeremy drinks animal blood (thank you, idiot brother of mine). He tries to convince me to stop drinking from humans but I quickly change the subject. He doesn't press after but I could tell he disproves in my preferences.

Then Stefan and Elena arrive and the awkwardness we automatically in the air. After my brother hugged Jeremy and came to me, he hesitated and sticks out his hand. I stare at him and then at his hand. I imagined in this situation, Jeremy would have wanted for me to return his hug instead…so that's what I did. It wasn't the warmest, brotherly hug in the whole world but it would have to do for now. Elena gave me a hug and I led them to the backyard dinner table which had a nice view of the ocean. I poured them wine and Jeremy helped me get everything ready for dinner. The first few minutes, we ate in silence and made glances at each other. Elena decided to be the one to break the silence.

"This is very good chicken and pasta. Thank you for inviting us over."

"You should thank your brother. He said he wanted to help out since supposedly I'm always the one cooking." I said casually.

"You are always the one cooking! That's why I wanted to help you out! I would feel useless if you got to do all the work!" Jeremy protested.

After dinner, Elena wanted to have fun and play something.

"How about Karaoke?" Jeremy blurted. Oh no. I looked over at him and surely enough, he was smirking at me. This made Stefan chuckle.

"As long as I don't get to sing." I said. He moved his finger back and forth in a no-no motion. He went to go get the machine Stefan got Jeremy for his birthday last year and stuck in his Ipod.

"Volunteers or do I have to pick?" Jeremy asked.

"I'll go first!" Elena said excited and took the microphone into her hand and looked through Jeremy's Ipod for a song.

"This one." She said and pressed for the song to start. It was hard for me not to roll my eyes at her choice. Typical Elena…wait Jeremy likes this song?

To those who don't know me, I can get a big crazy. Have to get my way, 24 hours a day cause I'm hot like that! Every guy everywhere just gives me mad attention, like I'm under inspection. I always get the 10s cause I'm built like that!

"Sucks for them they can't touch." I heard Stefan mumble with triumph under his breath.

I go through guys like money flyin' out their heads! They try to change me but they realize they can't! And every tomorrow is a day I never planned! If you're gonna be my man understand…I can't be tamed! I can't be saved! I can't be blamed, I can't, can't…can't be tamed, I can't be changed! I can't be I can't be tamed!

"I hate this song." Stefan mumbled. Feel your pain.

When Elena was done singing the song, we clapped (by everyone I meant everyone except me) and she asked who wanted to go next.

"How about you, Stefan?" Jeremy asked. His eyes widened and he quickly shook his head, embarrassed.

"No, thank you."

"Pllleeeeeaaaaaseeee?" Elena begged, giving him the puppy dog eyes. So that's where Jeremy got it from.

Of course, my brother couldn't say no to her to save his life, so he agreed and took the microphone from her and looked through the Ipod for a song. He pressed for his choice to play.

"That song does not belong to you, jackass!" I said.

Stefan shrugged and smirked at me before he began to sing.

I'm bringing sexy back. Them other boys don't know how to act. I think you're special, what's behind your back? So turn around and I'll pick up the slack. Take 'em to the bridge! Dirty babe, you see the shackles? Baby I'm your slave! I'll let you whip me if I misbehave! It's just that no one makes me feel this way!

"Woooooo!" Elena cheered, almost falling off her seat.

When his turn was done, everyone clapped (Elena practically jumped him in front of us. Nightmares tonight.) while I sat there with my arms crossed over my head on the couch, glaring at my brother. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jeremy turn to me. I tried to pretend I didn't see him.

"Damon." Jeremy said.

"Fine, I'll go wash the dishes." I said and started to get up.

Jeremy pulled me back down. "Damon!"

"I don't sing very good!"

"Dumbass, I've heard you sing!"

Fuck. Then I saw my brother smirking at me, taunting me and I glared at him.

"You know what? I will sing. I'll show some people that they suck ass."

Jeremy rolled his eyes and I stood up and snatched the mic from his hand.

"This is what a real man sounds like, brother."

I looked through the Ipod selection and paused when a certain one caught my eye. Perfect. I pressed the middle button and the song began. I looked at Jeremy the whole time.

I wanted you to know, that I love the way you laugh. I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away… I keep your photograph and I know it serves me well. I wanna hold you high and steal your pain cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome and I don't feel right when you're gone away. You've gone away…you don't feel me here anymore.

I decided to sing Amy Lee's part too.

The worst is over now and we can breathe again. I wanna hold you high and steal my pain away. There's so much left to learn and no one left to find. I wanna hold you high and steal your pain. Cause I'm broken when I'm open and I don't feel right, cause I'm strong enough. Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome and I don't feel right when you're gone away.

When the song was done, I stopped the Ipod and stared at everyone. Stefan had a shocked looked on his face and Elena was smiling, happy that I had shown my sweet side. Jeremy…well, Jeremy was smiling, his eyes holding lust.

"That was beautiful." He said, breathless.

Oh I so couldn't wait until "our guests" left.

Elena and my pathetic excuse for a brother made my night miserable by leave until 10. Jeremy had the same desperateness but it would be "rude" for us to show how much we wanted to suddenly be alone. By the time their car was out of sight, my patience has reached zero. When Jeremy came back inside, I closed the door and pulled him close, kissing him like there was no tomorrow.

Jeremy stopped me.

"Jere!" I whined, almost sounding like a child.

He ignored my whine and stared at me seriously. "Before this happens, I want you to do another thing for me."


Damon looked like he wanted to kill someone and I imagined it was more likely me.

"This is one last thing, I promise." I said, not losing my smile. I prayed that he would at least consider this for me.

Damon let out a heavy sigh. "What is it?"

I didn't hesitate. "I want you to try to stop drinking human blood."

He stared at me blankly and he let me go. "I need a drink."

He went into the kitchen and got a bottle of Vodka from the refrigerator. I went up to him quickly and took the bottle from his hands when he didn't expect it.

He turned to me, eyes wide. I had lost my smile but I wasn't going to fake another sad act to make him do anything. This was the most important thing he would do for me so I didn't care if I had ruined the moment.

"Don't be angry with me. I just want to help you. I know it will be hard for you but if you would do this for me, you would also be helping yourself. You could do two days off then depending on how you feel-

I stopped when he held up a hand. "I don't think I could even if I wanted to."

"I know you can do it but, let's say, it's true about what you say, then at least we can say you tried."

He just stared at me.

"Please." I added. "You can even just try for one day."

After a long moment he licked his lips and looked away. "I don't know."

"Would you at least consider it?"

He paused before giving a small nod. I gave him a small smile. "Thank you."

I gave him his bottle back and I walked out of the kitchen and to our room…alone.


I didn't want to hurt him. I don't want to hurt him but I don't think I could live without human blood. I couldn't see myself without it. Then a voice in my head said that's what you thought about Stefan's phone call this morning. That was true. While saying what I said this morning to him, it didn't really feel like I was being forced into doing anything even though it was hard to get the words out. I looked down at the bottle of un-opened Vodka and placed it back into the fridge. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.

Next Morning (Jeremy):

When I woke up the next morning, I did a double take. It was almost noon! I looked over and saw Damon wasn't there.

Strange. He would have woken me up a while ago. I got out of bed and went downstairs. He was nowhere in the house that I could hear. The only noise there was being the soft humming of the fridge and the crash of the waves outside. I guessed he must have gone out to feed. Oh well, I'm sure he considered it. I looked under the cabinets and got a frying pan and placed it on the stove. Then I heard the garage door being opened. I heard Damon's car parking inside then the garage door closing. He got out of the car and closed the door and he opened the door to step into the house, the noise of a paper sack with him.

"Jeremy, you awake yet?" he called.

"Yeah." I said.

I turned to see him step into the kitchen with a brown paper bag in his hand.

"Brought your breakfast." He explained.

I frowned in confusion. He bought it? Then it came to me. Damon and I always went to Denny's on Mondays in the mornings but for some reason he let me sleep in today. Well, Damon mostly did it for me because I wanted to have something other than blood sometimes.

"Thank you." I said going over and giving him a kiss on the cheek, not sure if he was feeling affectionate right now after last night.

I sat down on the table and took out the continents from the bag.

"You were right, you know?" he said.

I took a bite of scrambled egg and looked at him questionably.

"Animal blood isn't so bad."

I stopped chewing. A long moment of silence stretched on. I swallowed, my eyes searching his face.

"Did you…?"

Damon nodded slowly and gave me a smile. "I will do anything to keep you happy."

I stood up and went up to him to kiss him deeply. We wrapped our arms around each other and pulled away.

"I love you." I gasped out.

"I love you too."

We kissed again.

Damon pulled me towards the bedroom but I stopped him.

"I want you. Now."


"It's our fucking house, isn't it?"

He chuckled and slapped my ass. "I'm only allowed to cuss."

I teased back. "What are you going to do about it? Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck…"

Damon slammed me against a kitchen wall. "Ready for your punishment?"

I learned forward and licked his lips. "Go for it, baby."

Note: Smut anyone? Let me know.