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Summary: John Gilbert owes money to the notorious Damon Salvatore and Klaus Mikaelson. What happens when the only thing he has that is of any value is Elena? AU/AH
Rated: M (for later chapters)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, only the plot is mine.
Okay, this is the chapter with the twist! Hope you enjoy it!
Damon made his way along the landing towards Klaus and Caroline's room. He knocked on the door and waited for a response; he wasn't going to barge in like earlier and catch them having sex. He heard the rustling of sheets and a few low groans before the door was flung open and there stood Caroline; hair mussed, a shirt draped over what looked like her bare body and her neck was covered in hickeys. In short, she looked thoroughly fucked.
"Seriously, Damon! What do you want now? You know, just because you're not having sex doesn't mean other people aren't." She whined, stomping her foot with a huff.
"Fine, blondie. Forget it. I just thought you might want company for your daily shopping trip. I guess not." He sighed, scratching his head looking thoughtful.
"Wait, what?" Caroline questioned, extremely confused. "You want to go shopping with me? You hate shopping with me, in fact you hate shopping in general!"
"Not me, blondie. Elena." He punctuated. He quickly put his hands over his ears as Caroline let out a loud, high-pitched scream.
"This is going to be so great! She has a killer body and I can dress her up in all these amazing clothes. I bet she would look great in red, oh, or-"
"Caroline!" Damon broke into her rambling. "She's not a Barbie."
"Well, duh," Caroline scoffed, "she's a brunette."
"Okay, I don't even know how to respond to that so, get dressed. Oh, and I need clothes that Elena can wear to go shopping." Damon gestured with his hands, shooing her back into her bedroom. Caroline emerged a few minutes later with a small stack of clothes.
"These will look perfect on her. Oh, and there's clean underwear." Caroline added throwing a pair of lacy boy shorts on top of the stack of clothes, now in Damon's arms.
"Nice choice but I wouldn't mind her going commando." He winked.
"Of course you wouldn't. It provides easy access for your wham-bam-thank-you-mam routine." She scoffed.
"You wound me." He exclaimed dramatically as he placed his hand over his heart. "Seriously though, how Klaus is able to stay in the same room as you, I'll never know."
"She was a cheerleader, the positions are endless!" Klaus shouted from somewhere in the bedroom. "Then there's always that thing she does with her tongue when-"
"Bleugh, I do not need to hear about your sexcapades. It's like hearing your parents talk about sex." He said, screwing his face up in disgust.
"Then I guess you should head to your own room, son, because mommy and daddy here are about to engage in what we like to call a quickie." Klaus smirked pulling Caroline into the bedroom and kicking the door shut. Damon quickly vacated the space outside their bedroom door but not before he heard a few low moans.
Elena watched as Damon came through her door, holding a pile of clothes.
"Are those for me?" She questioned, pointing towards the clothes.
"Yes. There's even some underwear but it's okay to go commando." He winked.
"Can I get a shower?"
"Oh, great minds think alike. I was just heading there now, fancy joining me? I mean, save the planet and all." Damon smirked, stalking towards her. He watched with amusement as she backed away and smirked when her back collided the wall. Before she could move, he placed his hands on the wall beside her head, effectively blocking her in. He slowly leaned towards her, his cheek sliding against hers as he moved to nuzzle his face into her neck.
"What are you doing?" She whimpered, moisture pooling between her legs.
"Hmm, I think you smell perfectly fine but if you want that shower," He whispered, slowly letting his lips glide along her cheek before stepping back slightly, "there's plenty of cold water." He smirked as he took in the sight of her heaving chest and pebbling nipples. Yep, she wanted him, he thought with excitement. "Have a nice shower." He smirked as he left the room.
God, he infuriated her, she thought as she watched him leave. Why did he have to be so sinfully good looking? What were these weird feelings stirring inside of her and why did she suddenly feel like she wanted to jump him?
She quickly shook the thoughts from her head, moving towards the shower in her en-suite bathroom. Maybe a cold shower was exactly what she needed. Thirty minutes later and Elena was ready to go. She had to admit, Caroline had great taste. She was wearing a floral dress which reached mid-thigh and a short denim jacket over it. Her feet were encased in white wedges which completed her casual, summery look. Due to her lack of straightners, she left her hair in her natural waves making her look flirty and free. She did a quick twirl in the mirror, loving the feel of the dress on her legs as it swished around her legs. Her fun was cut short when she heard a wolf whistle behind her. She blushed out of embarrassment realising he had seen her, but the embarrassment quickly faded as she took in the hungry look in his eyes.
"Caroline was right, you look perfect in that outfit." He smiled as she quickly darted her gaze to the floor. He slowly walked towards her, taking her chin in his hand and slowly rubbing his thumb along her jaw. "You are so beautiful." He whispered, awestruck by her simple yet devastating beauty.
"Thank you." She answered with a small smile. The couple quickly broke apart when a flustered Caroline barged into the room.
"Elena, we have to go! At this rate we'll only get three hours of shopping done. Come on, you can bathe in the sexual tension later." She exclaimed dragging Elena out of the house.
"Have fun, girls!" Damon shouted, chuckling as he caught Elena's slightly scared expression.
Two hours later, Elena was exhausted. Caroline had taken her to at least ten stores, brandishing Damon's credit card when making all of the purchases. Elena couldn't believe how much they had bought, it was definitely more clothes than were on her wardrobe at home.
"Come on, Caroline. Please can we go back to the boarding house! My feet are killing me!" Elena whined, pouting her lips.
"Just one more store, Elena!" Caroline exclaimed, dragging Elena into Victoria's Secret. Elena was too busy complaining about her feet to realise were Caroline had taken her. She looked up as Caroline came to stop and observed her surroundings. She let out a small squeak as she realised she was totally and utterly surrounded by lingerie. Lots of lacy lingerie.
"Caroline, what are we doing here?"
"You need underwear, silly. Plus this place sells the hottest underwear." Caroline smiled, "And, it sends the guys crazy. Trust me, Damon will love you in this stuff." She exclaimed picking up a lacy red teddy. Caroline quickly picked up lots of lacy and silky items, each with varying degrees of nudity. She paid for them, completely ignoring Elena's protests, before dragging Elena to the car.
"Caroline, even though I allowed you to buy this stuff, Damon won't be seeing me in it." She blushed.
Caroline scoffed. "Oh, come on! Admit it, Elena, you are attracted to Damon and all his bad boy glory."
"I-I-I'm not!"
"Elena, why won't you just admit it?" Caroline cajoled her, slowly rubbing the brunette's arm.
"What would that say about me? I actually like the guy who took me away from everything I knew. I mean, he's bad, he does bad things. He hurts people and I don't want to be one of those people."
"Oh, sweetie." Caroline sighed. "You know, when I first met Klaus I completely rejected him. He had a reputation around town and I was the Queen Bee of the high school. I mean, I couldn't be seen with the likes of him. Then something happened. I was walking home one night after working at the Mystic Grill. I didn't even hear him approach me but then suddenly I was being pushed into an alley and I was slammed against the wall. I froze. I always thought I would know what to do but I just froze. The guy, he put his hands on me and I didn't - couldn't - stop him. His hand, this callous grimy hand, moved to my thigh and he slid my skirt up. I whimpered in fear and he quickly covered my mouth, not wanting someone to hear me. All I could think was, this was it. I was going to be a rape victim and there was nothing I could do. Then something happened, this other guy came out of nowhere and he threw the creep off of me. He punched him and knocked him unconscious, with just a single punch. He turned around and it was Klaus. He saved me. And then he did the strangest thing. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs, cuffed him to the drain pipe and rang for back up. It turned out he was an undercover cop and suddenly, he was there. Checking I was all right and I just pounced on him. I hugged the life out of him." She laughed, a lone tear streamed down her face. "It turns out the double trouble duo that are Damon Salvatore and Klaus Mikaelson were really the good guys of Mystic Falls. They pretend to be the bad guys to take the real ones off the streets. So, if the only reason you aren't making a move on Damon is because he's the bad guy, then you should go for it."
"Why did you tell me Damon was an undercover cop?"
"Because... I've watched him grow into the man he is today and... he deserves to be happy and I think you are the reason he's been all smiley recently." Caroline knew she had guessed correctly as she watched the blush spread along the brunette's cheeks.
"If he's the good guy, then why am I the hostage?" Elena watched as Caroline flinched and looked away. "Caroline, please." Elena begged taking hold of the blonde's hands.
"Your father's not one of the good guys, Elena." Caroline raised a hand as she saw the brunette get ready to refute her statement. "Maybe he was once, but not anymore. According to Klaus, he has gambling problems and he gambled away all of his money. He's committed a few crimes, stealing and burglary, mostly. It turns out he went to Grayson, your uncle, and he bailed John out. Grayson tried to help John with his gambling, for your sake, but it didn't work. Apparently, John searched your house from top to bottom looking for any money he could get his hands on and he found a letter. It was from Grayson to Isobel. He talked about you, he loved you. It turns out John isn't your father, Grayson was."
"What? That's- That's not possible." Elena cried, holding her hands to her mouth, muffling her sobs. Soon, she was enveloped in Caroline's arms.
"I'm sorry. We think that John might have killed Grayson in a rage when he found out. Grayson was hit by a car and a witness said it looked like John's car but we need proof. Damon and Klaus started looking around and it turned out that John would do anything to get money. He was trying to sell you, Elena. Your body. He was going to sell you off to the highest bidder. I'm so sorry. That's why Damon and Klaus lent him the money, to get you away from him." Caroline explained, petting the brunette's hair.
"I thought he seemed distant these past few weeks but I thought it was because Grayson died. How could I have been so stupid?" Elena sobbed.
"Shh. He was your dad and you loved him. Sometimes, love is blind. Don't worry, nothing is going to happen to you. Not while we're here." Caroline soothed.
"Grayson was my dad and I never really knew him. My parents are dead and my uncle, who I thought was my dad, chose money over me. I don't have a family anymore."
"Yes, you do. Family isn't always about blood. You have a family at the boarding house, we will always be there for you."
"Thank you." Elena whispered, embracing the blonde.
"No one is going to hurt you, not with us around."
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