The Doom from the Tomb
Things are still really tense between Stefan and Damon. It doesn't help the situation with Damon constantly trying to come between him and Elena. I'm having a major case of déjà vu!
"Morning. Where's Stefan?" I ask, entering Damon's bedroom.
"Where do you think? He's at Elena's." I don't know why I even bothered to ask. He is so scared that Damon will steal her away from him that he won't even leave her side. I sigh.
"What's up?" Damon asks me
"He is meant to be driving me to school, but it looks like I'll have to run."
"I'll take you. Are you ready now?"
"Almost. I just need to get my bag ready."
Damon drives like a maniac so we arrive at school with plenty of time to spare.
"Thanks for the lift, Parker" I joke.
"Anytime, Ma'am!" He takes off a make believe hat and bows his head. I smile.
"So, what are you doing tonight?" I start up a conversation because I don't want to be the nerd who gets to class early.
"I'm going to bake a cake and do some flower arrangements."
"Funny! What are you really doing?"
"I'm going to see a man about a dog."
"God Damon! If you don't want to tell me, just say so." His evasiveness is starting to irritate me.
"Ok then - I don't want to tell you!" He says with a smirk.
"Fine. Whatever. I'm going..." I exit the car and slam the door behind me.
"Hey! Watch the car, it hasn't done anything to you!" I just huff and roll my eyes, knowing he can't see me.
As I'm about to walk away, I see Stefan's car pulling up, so I make my way over to him.
"What happened with you? You was meant to be bringing me to school!"
"Yeah, um, sorry Soph, I forgot!" His brows furrow as he looks to Elena. Of course he did. He's got a brain like a marshmallow when he's around her.
"I hope you haven't been doing anything I wouldn't do - you dirty stop out!" Damon said, coming up behind me. I turn in time to see him wiggling his eyebrows at Elena.
"Um, ew!" I say "I've just nearly vomited in my mouth!"
It's almost lunch time, and it can't come quick enough. I seriously hate school, I mean, it's not like I'm learning anything I don't already know. The bell finally rings and I rush out of math, and go looking for Sarah. I find her and Emma coming out of their science class.
"Hey guys!"
"Hey!" They both say in unison.
"How do you two feel about cutting school for the rest of the day?" I ask them, a mischievous look spreading across my face.
"We can't skip school, we'll get in to trouble!"
"Jeez Emma, don't be a such a suck-up all your life!"
"Yeah Emma, live a little." Sarah backs me up.
"I'm sorry, but I can't. My Dad would kill me." I shake my head.
"How about you?" I turn to Sarah.
"Hell yeah! I've got gym next lesson, which you know I hate, so I'm well up for it."
We leave school and head for Sarah's car.
"Where are we going to?" She asks as we get in.
"I'm thinking we could hit the mall first, what do you think?"
"The mall sounds good, only I haven't got any money on me. I didn't think I would need any when I left this morning."
"No worries, I'll loan you some. You can pay me back whenever." I have a credit card with a couple of grand on. Stefan won't let me have more than 5 thousand dollars in my account at any one time, incase people get suspicious. Pft! I mean, what's the point in being loaded if you can't buy whatever you want?
I leave the mall 6 bags richer and $1200 poorer. Sarah has 2 bags and owes me $250.
"Is it alright if I leave these bags in your trunk until tomorrow? I can't go home with them yet as Dumb and Dumber will wonder where I got them from."
"Of course you can. I'm going to have to hide mine, too. My Mum will deffo know I skipped school if I walk in with them."
We decide to go to the Grill and chill there until school is due to finish.
"What drink are you having?" I ask as we reach the booth in the far corner.
"I'll have whatever you're having."
"A beer?"
"You wish, Soph! They would never serve you alcohol!"
"Wanna bet?" I look at her cockily, knowing I will win. "If I come back with 2 beers, you have to sing a Justin Bieber song - out loud - in class on Monday. You up for it?" She looks at me contemplating singing in front of everyone.
"And you do the same if you fail?"
"Of course!" I nod my head yes.
"Deal!" She holds out her hand so we can shake on it. "You know they ID everyone here, don't you?"
"That's alright, I've got the gift of the gab."
I walk over to the bar and I can feel Sarah's eyes boring in to the back of my head.
"2 beers please?" I ask the barman. He laughs at me.
"You're joking, right?" He asks me. "How old are you, anyway?" I lean forward so I'm closer to him and his eyes glaze over as I start to compel him.
"I'm old enough to drink beer, and now you're going to give me them for free for being rude. Didn't your Mother ever tell you not to ask a lady her age?" His eyes focus again as the compulsion end.
"I'm sorry, Miss. Please accept these drinks - free of charge."
"I will. Thank you!"
I can barely contain my laughter as I take the drinks from him. I so love compulsion! Sarah's jaw is almost touching the floor as I place her beer in front of her.
"I don't believe it! How did you get them?" She asks me.
"I can be pretty persuasive when I want to be!" I wink. If only she knew.
"Boyfriend" I say to her as I take a seat.
"Boyfriend?" She repeats me. Confusion clear on her face.
"Yeah, that's the song you're going to sing in class. Justin Bieber's Boyfriend.
"Ooh, no! I can't!"
"Ooh, yes - You can! A bets a bet!"
I'm taking a sip of my drink, and scrolling through Facebook on my phone, when I hear Damon's voice. He's at the bar ordering a bourbon.
"Oh, shit!" I almost choke on a mouthful of beer.
"What's up?" Sarah asks me.
"Shhhh! Damon's here!" I whisper. I slouch down so I am hidden by the high backs of the booth.
"Oh, crap! What are we going to do?" Sarah is panicking now, too.
"I don't know, just be quiet and hopefully he will leave soon."
It's 20 minute later and he is still here, propping up the bar. School is almost due out so we need to get back in time for Stefan getting out.
"Grab a menu and hold it in front of your face and we'll make our way towards the door." I instructed her. "Hopefully he won't see us!"
"I don't think that's going to work." Sarah states.
"Why not?"
"Because Damon is staring right at us."
"Shit!"
He saunters over to us, smiling. Once he reaches our table, he leans forward, locking eyes with Sarah.
"Go home and tell your parents where you have been and what you have been doing." He compels her. She stands up straight away and heads for the door.
"Bye Sophia's friend." He says over his shoulder, wiggling his fingers in a goodbye gesture.
"Why did you do that to her? That's just cruel! She is going to get in to trouble with her Mum and dad now!"
"Not my problem, little sister. Besides, you're in the same position so, home. Now."
I quickly finish my beer and Sarah's. No point wasting it, right? I cringe a little because they've been sitting there for a while and had gone flat.
"You're pushing your luck, you know?" Damon warns me.
"Well I'm already in trouble, so I might as well enjoy it!"
"Leave... Before I spank you right here, right now." I didn't need telling twice.
On our way out, we bump in to Sheriff Forbes. She looks all flustered.
"Hi Sheriff!" I greet her.
"Hello Sophia!"
"Is everything alright?" I ask her, but she just looks at me funny.
"Have you been drinking, Sophia? And why aren't you in school?"
"Huh? Erm no and I got out early today."
"I can smell beer on your breath." The way she is looking at me, you'd think I had just committed armed robbery.
"Wow! Someone is earning their pay check this month! Haven't you got anything better to do than interrogate me?" Crap! I shouldn't have said that!
"Excuse me?" She says, putting her hands on her hips. Someone means business.
"Why? What have you done?" I am seriously digging me own grave right now. Why can't I just shut up?
"Enough! Sophia, apologise right now!"
"No. Why should I? She's the one hassling me!" Shut up, shut up, shut up! Just apologise. Why do I never listen to myself?
"Excuse us for a minute, Liz. I need to have a word with this little trouble maker here." Damon doesn't even wait for a reply before wrapping his arm around my side and pulling me back inside the Grill.
We don't stop until we're outside the toilet door. Opening it, he shoves me inside then locks it behind us.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Have you got a death wish?" He asks me, invading my personal space.
"She was annoying me. What's it got to do with her what I do?"
"That's beside the point, Sophia. You were deliberately rude and disrespectful, and I won't allow it!" With that he swiftly turns me to my side, raising me up slightly by my arm, so I'm on my tiptoes, making it impossible for me to move in any direction and then he starts to spank me.
"Ow, Damon! What the hell! We're in the Grill, someone will hear us!" I try to pry his hand off my arm.
"Hmmm do I care about that? Nope, I don't!" He keeps on spanking me.
"Damon, stoooop!" I whine, reaching back to protect my behind. It's really starting to sting now.
"You know what I am waiting for, Sophia." He lands two extra hard smacks to the top of my thighs.
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry! Just stop, please?" I want to shout, maybe even cry, but there is no way on gods green earth I am going to do it in the Grill. Talk about shame!
He spanks me 5 more times in what I assume is his full strength because it hurts like hell, and I can't keep my tears from escaping my eyes. At least I managed to not scream out. He lets me go and I immediately try to rub the sting out my butt.
"Now you're going to go outside, apologise to Liz, then go and wait in my car. Got it?" He orders.
"Yes sir." I have no fight left in me, I just want to go home, now.
"See, that's what I like to hear. Isn't it great how warming up your bum brings out the sweet little girl in you?" He smirks at me, raising his eyebrow at the same time. I don't even respond, deciding it's best to just leave.
Sheriff Forbes is still outside, standing beside her squad car.
"Sorry about that, Liz. Sophia also has something to say, don't you Sophia?" Damon says, pushing me forward.
"Yes sir, I do." Turning towards the sheriff, I take a deep breath. "Sheriff Forbes, I would like to apologise for my earlier outburst. It was rude and disrespectful and it won't happen again!" That bruised my ego.
"Apology accepted. Remember Sophia, it's my job to uphold the law and the law states it's illegal to drink under the age of 21, so don't let me catch you again. Ok?"
"Yes ma'am!" I nod and turn back to Damon. He hands me his keys so I can wait in the car.
Liz is telling Damon about a couple of bodies that has been found, all drained of blood. She also makes him aware of a council meeting that's being held to discuss it. He assures her that he will be there and says goodbye before getting in the car and driving us home.
We arrive at the boarding house and as I get out the car, I consider running away. I cannot be bothered listen to Damon lecture me, acting all high and mighty.
"What are you waiting for?" He asks me. "Get inside." He nods his head towards to the front door. I walk in, no key necessary. The door hasn't been locked since Zach was here. Damon will kill anyone who even tries to come in uninvited.
"Would you care to explain what exactly has been going through your head today?" Damon asks me.
"No, not really!" I go to walk away from him, but he pulls me back.
"Did it sound like I was giving you a choice? My bad!" He grants me a fake chuckle. "Answer my question, now!" His face is now stern and his eyes piercing.
"So I cut class this afternoon, and had a little drink... Sue me! It's not the end of the world, Damon!" I'm either feeling really brave - or really stupid? Or maybe it's because I'm still pissed at what he done to Sarah and for spanking me in the Grill. I'm not quite sure yet.
"Don't be a smart ass!" He rebukes me whilst he places his hands on his hips. "You know the rules and what is expected of you, especially when it comes to your schooling."
"Wow! You of all people do not get to stand here lecturing me on rules and expectations! If I had your mentality, half of the teaching staff would have been my dinner by now! And you drink all day, everyday!"
"Listen you little brat..." He is cut off by his phone ringing.
"Hello... Yeah ... Where is it? ... When? Ok, I'm on my way!" It looks like I've been saved by the bell, well phone but either way I'm saved.
"We'll finish this conversation when I get back. Don't leave the house, do you hear me, Sophia?"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever! See ya!" I wave him off like a bad smell.
I was making pancakes when Stefan walks in with Elena.
"Hey guys! Do either of you want one?" I offer, pointing towards the 3 pancakes already on the plate.
"No thanks. How are you home?" Stefan asks me.
"Oh, um, Damon brought me back."
"That's strange, because I didn't see him?"
"Well he did. He dropped me off and then left saying he had something to do and that he'll be back later." I tell him. I'm not lying, I'm just not telling the whole truth. I know one could say that is as good as lying, but I don't care.
Just as I was finishing my last pancake, Stefan and Elena headed for the front door.
"Where are you going?" I ask them.
"There is something we have to do. We will be back in a little while. Don't go anywhere until I get back, OK?"
"Yes, Damon... I mean Stefan!" I smirk at him.
"You're not funny!" He shakes his head at me.
"No? Well neither are you! Bye Elena." I turn away from them and pull out my phone.
As soon as I hear Stefan's car doors opening, I run over to the stair rail where I left my coat and put it on, before making my way over to the front door. As soon as they leave, I'm going to follow them. Something is going on, and I'm going to find out what it is.
As Stefan drives out of view of the house, I run as fast as I can into the woods to the right of them. It is easy to keep up with them as Stefan drives like an old lady with the onset of cataracts. I follow them all the way to where Fells Church used to be. I can see Damon, Bonnie and some old lady waiting outside. I wonder what they are doing here?
They all disappear down a hole among the debris. I follow them, careful not to make a sound and alert them to my presence.
"Air, Earth, fire." I hear an elderly woman's voice say.
"Water" another voice, sounds like Bonnie.
"What's that for?" I hear Stefan say.
"Katherine is going to need something to get her going, unless your girl wants to offer up a vein?" Damon says. Katherine? Why are they talking about Katherine? She's dead. Isn't she?
I hear some witchy chanting mixed with the sound of concrete scraping against concrete.
"What's going on?" I ask as I run down the stone stairs and stand next to Elena.
"What are you doing here?" Stefan asks me.
"Don't answer a question with a question."
"I thought I told you to stay at home?" Damon says.
"You did and I didn't. So, what's going on?" I look around at everyone, waiting for an answer. I notice that the old lady is actually Sheila Bennett - I witch we knew from many years ago.
"Will one of you please just tell me what is going on?" I look to Stefan. "I heard Damon mention Katherine?"
"Katherine is in the tomb. She has been locked in here since 1864 with the other 26 vampires that everyone assumed burnt to death. Damon is here to free her"
"What? You're kidding, right?" I exclaim.
I am in total shock. Why the hell would he want that fucking bitch back? She put us through hell last time she was in our lives and made Damon and Stefan hate each-other. She's the reason that Damon has been determined to make Stefan's eternal life a living hell.
"I wish I was!" Stefan says, looking towards Damon.
"Go home, now!" Damon orders me.
"No way! I'm not leaving!"
"You had better do as you're told, or you're gonna be one VERY sorry little girl!" Damon warns. I look to Stefan, hoping he will let me stay. He nods his head as if to agree with Damon.
"Screw you both!" I spit as I leave up the stairs.
I run home, my head clouded with thoughts of Katherine. I almost break the front door as I slam it shut behind me.
"Aaaarrrrgh!" I let out a long, frustrated scream. I can't control how angry I am as I make my way to my room, kicking and throwing everything in my path. I enter my bedroom and throw myself on to my bed, and scream into my pillow.
Not even 15 minutes later, Damon, Stefan and Elena return home. I angrily stomp my way down to them.
"What happened? Where is she?" I ask.
"She wasn't in there." Stefan answers. Damon just stares at me like he's in a trance.
"What do you mean she wasn't in there? Well where is she then?"
"We don't know!"
"Good! I'm glad she wasn't in there! I hate the bitch!"
Damon vamps in front of me as soon as I finished the word bitch and slaps me across the face. I gasp and immediately cover my cheek with my hand. I'm too stunned to even cry.
"Say one more word and I swear I'll take the belt to you!"
"DAMON!" Elena shouts, "how could you do such a thing?" She runs over to me and pulls me into a hug.
"Sophia, I-I'm sorry..." Damon says, reaching over to me.
"Don't touch me." I tell him as I pull away, then take off back to my room.
The tears fall freely now. I can't believe he has just slapped me across the face! Why would he do that? Who does he think he is, Giuseppe?
There is a knock at my door.
"Who is it?" I ask, wiping my tear stained face with the sleeve of my top.
"It's me. Can I come in?" Damon replies.
"No! Go away. Leave me alone!"
"Please, Soph, I'm sorry!" Wow! Damon never says sorry. He comes up with lame-ass ways of saying sorry without actually using the word 'sorry'.
"Ok, come in." My voice is meek.
Damon slowly enters my room, softly closing the door behind him.
"Sophia, I'm really sorry for striking you, I didn't mean to." He apologises again.
"Why did you do it then? It's not my fault that I hate her so much - it hers!"
"I don't know, I just lost it for a second. I don't know what came over me." He slumps down on the bottom of the bed, his face showing the guilt he feels.
"She did! This is what happens with the mere mention of her. You turn in to a crazy SOB." I'm a bit weary, thinking I might have gone too far but he lets out a puff of air followed by a weak chuckle.
"I guess I do, don't I? Well, not anymore, I'm over that selfish bitch!" I never thought I'd see the day when he finally came to his senses regarding Katherine fucking Pierce.
"So what happens now?" I ask him.
"Nothing! Nothing is going to happen."
"So that's it? You're just going to forget about her now and finally live your life?"
"Yep! I'm going to pack my stuff and move on."
"Wait, what? You're moving away again? You can't! I mean, I don't want you to go!" Regardless of what has just happened, I don't want him to leave.
"I can't stay here, piccolo. Why would you even want me to, anyway? I'm sure you have a lot more freedom when I'm not around?" He winks and grins at me, acting like his normal self.
"True... But still, I'd rather you were here - with us. You're my brother and it's not the same without you!"
"Look at you getting all soppy on me." He nudges my foot.
"Yeah well, it's true!"
After a few moments of silence, I crawl down my bed and wrap my arms around his shoulders. He returns the gesture.
"I mean it, Damon. Please don't go?" I beg.
"Ok. I'll stay for a while but I'm not promising that all stay forever. After all, there is only so much of Saint Stefan that I can take!" We both laugh.
We make our way downstairs and Stefan and Elena are huddled together on the sofa.
"You ok?" Elena asks me. I nod and give her a reassuring smile.
"What are you two love birds up to?" Damon asks them.
"We're not up to anything. We're just going to sit here for a while, maybe watch a movie." Stefan tells him.
"Mind if we join?" He nods towards me.
"No, not at all!" Elena says.
"I'll make some popcorn." I say.
"And I'll grab some drinks." Elena jumps up, following me to the kitchen.
"Do you prefer sweet or salted?" I ask her.
"Definitely sweet! Salted is just plain wrong!" I nod my head in agreement. "So... Are you sure you're ok?"
"I'm fine. Honestly. I couldn't even feel it after a couple of seconds it was just shock mainly." She leaves it at that.
We go back into the living-room, me carrying a large bowl of sweet popcorn and Elena carrying 4 cans of Pepsi and 2 packs of Reece's Peanut Butter Cups. Damon and Stefan are arguing over which movie to watch.
"But Titanic is a classic!" Stefan says.
"I'm not disputing that, brother, but once you have seen it once, you've no need to see it again." Damon counters.
"Well it's better than The Matrix!"
"That's where you're wrong. Nothing is better than The Matrix." Damon says, doing his best Neo dodging bullets impression.
"My vote goes to The Matrix." I say as I place the popcorn down on the coffee table.
"That's 2 to 1, what do you pick, Elena?" Damon stares at Elena, waiting for her to answer.
"I'm with these two on this," she motions to me and Damon, "I don't think I can watch Rose hog that make shift raft and watch Jack drown one more time."
"That's settled. you're outvoted, brother!"
The movie has only just started and Elena's phone is already ringing.
"Hey, no phones in the cinema!" Damon jokes.
"It's Bonnie." She tells Stefan before leaving the room. She comes back a minute later. "Sorry guys but I'll have to take a rain check. Bonnie needs me to go to hers."
Is everything alright?" Stefan asks her. "Do you want me to come with you?"
"Are you sure? You don't have to!"
"Yeah, of course I am. I'll just grab my coat then we'll leave."
"Oh well, more popcorn for me." Damon interrupts, grabbing the bowl and shovelling a hand full in to his mouth.
We finish watching The Matrix and it's still quite early, so we decide to watch The Matrix Reloaded, and after that The Matrix Revolutions. A whole night of Keanu Reeves - a girl can't complain.
There is no still no sign of Stefan when I get ready to go to bed.
"What do you think has happened to Stefan?" I ask Damon.
"He probably messed his hero hair whilst climbing a tree to save a kitten. Right now he is more then likely combing it 1000 times before he styles it just right." He laughs at himself.
"You know it's weird to laugh at your own jokes, right?"
"I can't help it. I'm just too damn funny!" He replies
"There is nothing like blowing your own trumpet, eh?" He laughs.
"Hurry up and get to bed."
"I'm going, I'm going... I don't think I can take anymore of you anyway." I stick my tongue out as I pass by him. He swats my bum.
"Now who is it who thinks they're funny when they're not?"
"Still you!" I say in a sing song voice.
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