An: Dam it… I had hoped *not* to go down this path, *not* to be bated by the clear and obvious invitation at the end of the last TVD episode (S4E20) to write a dark, dark fic…
Well, I guess this is what happens when you have an evil imagination…
This is written in a stream of consciousness, meaning no re-reading and no reviewing because I din't want to be subjected to it more than I had to. It is broken into natural chapters, meaning i did not try to keep them a certain size.
WARNING: This gets VERY DARK. I am talking about torture, naipulation rape and a 3some.
Another blood curling screech echoed around the Boarding House. Caroline tightened her arms around her legs, nails digging into her flesh and causing blood rivulets, as she made herself even smaller in a dark corner of the drawing room. She rocked her body back and forth, impotent as she was to help her best friend – the same girl she had sworn to hate just a week ago. Well, that was before all the screams, all the taunting, the smell of burned flesh, the sound of ripped fabric and stale sweat and sex… Caroline hated Elena a week ago… but now all she wanted was to save her from the claws of the two men that loved her most: the Salvatore brothers.
Caroline had learned of their plan on day six, when she had come over to the boarding house to check on Elena's detox. She had expected to see Stefan begging to her humanity, Damon begging to her love… What Caroline saw was nothing as innocent as that… and she didn't think she would ever be able to un-see it for as long as she lived…
In a fit of outrage, Caroline had tried to come into the cell but it was locked from the inside. The brothers barked angry words at her, even sweet Stefan, telling her to leave, telling her to go and leave them alone. Caroline begged and begged as tears streamed down her eyes as she looked at the state of her former best friend.
When her voice grew hoarse and it was obvious that the brothers would not going to stop, audience or not, Caroline ran away to knock at Bonnie's door. She knocked, and knocked her fists becoming even rawer, but Bonnie was not home and she wouldn't answer her phone either.
Desperation made her think of Klaus, it seemed to be a pattern these days, so she ran to the Michaelson's like a blood hound. To her dismay, Rebecca was the only one there. Caroline swallowed her pride and choked out the reason for her visit and begged the original sister to help Elena. Rebecca listened to Caroline rambles, but was unmoved by Elena's plight. Caroline begged and begged but it was to no avail… Rebecca would not help compel the Salvatore brothers to stop, she would not compel Elena to switch her emotions on and, no, she would not call Nicholaus to ask him for help.
Caroline left the Michaelson's discouraged and beaten… Alone she could do nothing to help her friend; her pleading fell on deaf ears as neither Damon nor Stefan were inclined to listen; there was no Jeremy or Alaric to help her make the brother's seem sense; bringing her mum or Matt would be ineffective; Bonnie was nowhere to be found and the only original vampire left in town was too much of a bitch to care. So Caroline was reduced to a blubbering mess, huddled in a corner of the boarding house, shaking and crying as Damon and Stefan tortured her childhood friend on and on and on.
AN: Please let me know what you think. xoxo