Sorry about the wait, I've been super busy!
I hope you enjoy the chapter! 3
I've been in my bedroom all morning, only leaving it to get a blood bag and some food. I'm having a 'duvet day' today, and playing catchup of 'The Walking Dead'. I was behind by 5 episodes... I can't believe I was slacking so bad?! I'm watching the last episode, lovin' my little redneck even more with every passing second.
My show is interrupted by two female voices - one I recognise, one I don't - so I place it on hold and go and check out what is happening.
I walk into the living-room and see Elena and some pixie haired girl. They both immediately stop talking once they see me.
"Hey Elena! Hey unknown person who is standing in my living-room!" I say as I walk over to them both. "Where's Damon and Stefan?"
"They, uh... they had to go out for a bit. They'll be back soon," Elena tells me.
"Why so evasive, Elena? If you know what they're doing, just tell me!" She doesn't tell me, she just stares around the room like she is looking for an answer. She's pathetic!
"Rose, are you going to help me, or not?" Elena asks the pixie girl.
"Rose? You're Rose? As in the bitch who kidnapped this one," I point at Elena as well as nodding towards her, "then ran away and left her with some random dude?" I ask, accusingly.
"Listen, you cheeky little..." her eyes widen as she steps towards me.
"ROSE!" Elena stops her. "This is Sophia, Damon and Stefan's little sister."
A fleeting look of fear crosses her face before she controls it and takes a step back.
"Yeah, well still... hold your tongue!" She warns me. Who exactly is this chick?
"Yeeeeah, no! And uh, don't threaten me - cos I'm not afraid of you!" I tell her.
"You should be, little girl. I am 500-years-old, so I am a lot stronger than you!" She subtlety threatens.
"And...?" I walk away from her shaking my head and flip her the bird.
By the time I get back from the kitchen, both the she devil and Elena are gone. Good riddance! Time to get back to my bed. I have got enough snacks and drinks to keep me going until dinner time.
I've been alone in the house for a few hours, when I suddenly hear the front door slamming. I vamp out of bed, and down the stairs to find a pissed off looking Damon pacing the hallway.
"What have I done?" I automatically assume his anger has something to do with me.
"What?" He looks at me confused. "You haven't done anything, or have you?" His face changes from confusion to suspicion in 2 seconds flat.
"No, no. I haven't left the house all day!" I tell him, slightly nervous for no reason.
Damon goes back to pacing.
"What's wrong?" I ask him, starting to worry as he only acts like this when it is serious.
"It's Stefan." Is all he says. I wait a moment, hoping he will elaborate but he just continues his pacing.
"DAMON!" I yell, stopping him in his tracks. "Where is Stefan? What's happened?"
"Our dumb brother has gone and got himself trapped in the tomb with Katherine!"
"What?" I can't believe what I'm hearing. "How?"
He explains about Elena suicide mission, which once again that Rose bitch deserted her, and Jeremy's attempt at helping to stop Bonnie from using too much magic in order to get the moonstone. And how Stefan had to enter the tomb to get Jeremy out because Katherine was feeding on him Boys are so fucking lame! Why do they always feel the need to butt in to everything, in the name of protection, when it comes to females?
I told Damon that I wanted to check on Jeremy, and that I would be back soon.
I arrive at the Gilbert's house minutes later.
I knock on the door and as soon as it's opened, I barge in without waiting for an invite.
"What the..." Elena asks as I walk right past her.
"JEREMY!" I shout, wanting him to come and face me. "JEREMY," I repeat once he doesn't show up quick enough. Ric comes running into the room.
"What on earth is going on in here?" He demands. Just like Elena, I ignore him.
"JER..." I go to shout him again, but his voice interrupts me.
"What's all the shouting about?" He asks, coming down the stairs.
I can't control my anger once I see him.
"Jeremy, what the fuck were you thinking?"
"What?" He looks like a deer caught in headlights.
"Don't play fucking dumb! You got my brother trapped 'cause of your damn incompetence!
"Sophia, calm down!" Ric tries to intervene.
"Fuck off, Ric." I tell him, lightly pushing him away from me.
"SOPHIA!" Elena yells, distracting me long enough for Ric to get the better of me. He quickly wraps his arm around my waist from behind, tipping me forward, so I am dangling over his forearm. He wastes no time letting his hand connect with my butt!
"AAAHH RIC! What the fuck?" I ask him, shocked that he got me in this position so fast. He starts to spank me with all his might, and considering he is human, it's stinging like a bitch. He continues to smack me until he has reached about 20 swats. This is so embarrassing with Elena and Jeremy watching.
Ric sets me down on my feet and once again tried to get an answer.
"What was that all about? You have 10 seconds to tell me, or I'm calling Damon!" He warns. I vamp out of the house, not wanting to be around them anymore.
I walk around at a human pace, not wanting to go home because I'm fairly positive that Ric has called Damon, and he will be steaming right now. Unsure of where to go, I find myself at the base of the woods. I have a quick look around to make sure there is no sign of Damon or Ric, and then head over to the tomb.
Walking down the stone steps, I use my vampire hearing to see if I can hear anything. Nothing! I reach the bottom and still don't hear any voices.
"STEFAN..." I call out, before I hear some movement inside.
"Sophia, what are you doing here?" Stefan asks, coming towards me and stopping by the invisible barrier.
"What am I doing here? What are you doing here? How could you get yourself stuck in here with that Jezebel?" I demand.
Katherine comes in to view, looking absolutely awful.
"Who are you calling a Jezebel?" She asks, like she doesn't know that I'm talking about her.
"You, you slut! I reply.
"HEY!" Stefan shouts at me, "you will not speak like that! What have I told you?" He can't be serious?!
"And what are you going to do about it? You're stuck in there remember. Fucking Dick!" I am so angry right now, I just can't control myself.
"He might be... but I'm not!" I hear Damon say from behind me. Oh crap!
"I'm sorry! I'm really, really sorry! I don't know what came over me." I say to both of them, Damon in particular.
"Hmmm I bet you are!" Damon replies. "Home. Now!"
I panic and attempt to run into the tomb, to escape from Damon, but Stefan blocks my path.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you!" He warns me. "If you come in here, not only will I spank you, but I will not stop Katherine from spanking you after what you have just called her."
I consider my options. I can either get a hard spanking off of Damon, or two not so hard spankings off of Stefan and Katherine. Also, I would be stuck in the tomb with them for the foreseeable future, possibly forever. With rational thinking, my choice is obvious.
I back away from the entrance, heading towards Damon.
"Aaah, not as stupid as you seem, are you?" He asks rhetorically. I keep my mouth shut, not wanting to antagonise him any more.
"I'll get you out of here, brother. Just hold tight." He tells Stefan.
"I know, just keep everyone safe for me?" He replies. Always the martyr!
"You know I will." Damon turns to leave.
"And Damon..." Stefan calls him back. "Take care of our little sailor for me?"
"It will be my pleasure, brother!" He winks at him as he walks towards the stairs. "Move it, Sophia!"
I let out a big sigh before I gingerly walk towards him.
"SOPH..." Stefan calls to me. I turn to look at him. "See you when I get out!" He says, menacingly. Well that's just great! He plans to spank me once he is out. I knew I should've just went into the tomb!
"Yeah, see ya!" Is all I say to him.
As I pass Damon, he gives me a solid smack to my rear.
"Hurry up, Sophia. I haven't got all day!" I was seconds away from calling him a dick too, but managed to hold back.
"Yes sir!" I quickly run up the cold, stone stairs.
We get home way too soon. We both exit Damon's car, and I drag my feet all the way to the door. We walk inside and Damon orders me to sit on the sofa whilst he pours himself a glass of bourbon. He empties the contents of the glass in one go, before pouring himself another and taking a seat on the table in front of me.
"Well...?" He asks in a questioning tone, staring straight into my eyes.
"Well what?" I return the question.
"What was all that about?" He once again drains his glass. "I know what happened with Ric and Jeremy, too."
"I was just angry, that's all. I don't get why Stefan would put himself in that position and not even consider me," I tell him. "I know that sounds selfish, but what am I supposed to do without him. What if he never gets out?" Tears start to fall down my face, leaving glistening trails in their wake.
"Come here, baby!" Damon pulls me on to his lap, enveloping me in a hug. "Everything is going to be alright, we'll get him out, you'll see." He tries to comfort me. My tears fall on to his shirt.
"But, what if we can't? The last time the tomb was opened, it killed Bonnie Grams, the spell was so powerful." I cry even harder.
"Shhhh!" He rubs my back, "I will do whatever it takes to get him out. I will not leave our brother in there with that Jezebel!"
I let out a small laugh.
"What's so funny?" He asks me.
"That's what I called her!" I laugh again, realising how much we think alike.
"Great minds..." is all he says to me.
We stay in the same position, embracing each other for a short while, until Damon ruins the moment.
"Well, come on then!"
"Come on what?" I ask him.
"Spanking time," he pats my leg a few times.
"Do you have to? I mean, I am sorry!" I plead.
"Yep!" He says, popping the 'P', lifting me to my feet. He is so mean!
Just as we are about to go up the stairs, we hear a whooshing sound coming from inside the house. We both stop, wearily looking around. We know it's a vampire, we just don't know who. Damon gets in to a defensive stance.
A couple of seconds pass, and there is no other noise, not until Rose appears from around the corner.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Damon asks her.
"Look, I'm sorry for running away, but I'm back now and I want to help." She tells him.
"What makes you think we need your help?" He questions.
"Because you do, trust me. I know a lot more than you. I can help keep Elena safe!" She replies.
Ugh! I would rather be getting my spanking, than standing here listening to this!
"Don't listen to her, Damon. She is only saying this because she has nowhere else to go!" I smirk at her, knowing I am right.
"Get up to your room, put your pyjamas on, and wait for me there!" He orders.
"What? No!" I exclaim.
"No? Would you rather I did it here and now?" He threatens.
"Uh, no. I'm good! See you upstairs!" I vamp away before he actually considers it.
Unwilling to listen to that girl chat crap, I put my iPhone on my speaker dock and played The Fray as loud as I dared, not wanting to bring Damon up here sooner than he planned.
She must be getting into his head good, cause they have been down there for nearly 40 minutes. I thought the longer he was down there, the better it would be. But I was wrong. The waiting is really getting to me. I wish he would just hurry up! I want to get it over with, so I can get on with other things.
My prayers are answered - sort of - 20 minutes later.
Damon walks into my room, without knocking.
"Knock much?" I say.
"Cheeky much?" He replies without missing a beat.
"Touché, brother!"
"Are you ready?" He asks me.
"Kinda... how bad is it going to be?" I want to know if I'll be sitting tomorrow. I know how much he hates me cussing, but it's even worse if I cuss at him, Stefan and now Ric.
He seems to think for a moment.
"Well, lets see. 1. You lied to me about where you were going. 2. Not only did you cuss at Ric, but you also pushed him. And 3. You cussed at our brother. So I'm guessing - pretty bad!"
"Damn! I forgot about Ric!" I mumble to myself.
"Well I never!" Damon replies to my mumble. "Come on then," he sits on my bed. "Over you get." He pats his thighs.
I quickly do as I am told, hoping he goes a bit easier on me considering I obeyed with no fuss. He peppers my backside all over, in what I can only think of as a warm up. This really is going to be bad! It hurts, but it's nothing I can't handle.
Once he had done a few rounds, he really puts his strength in to it. The first hard swat takes me off guard.
"AAAHHH! Sh-sugar. Damon, that hurts so bad!"
"It's not meant to tickle, little sister!" He says, continuing with his onslaught. I won't be able to take much more of these.
"Damon... I'm sorry... please?" I beg. I know he has only just started, but I'm really hurting here. I start to kick my legs, unable to control myself.
Damon gives me extra hard smacks on my thighs.
"You will keep those legs down if you know what's good for you," he warns me. I immediately comply.
"So-sorry! OOOWWWWWW!" I scream, as he spanks quicker and harder. "Pleeeeeeaase? Th-that's to-too h-hard! AAHHH!"
Damon doesn't let up. He is reigning down spanks like they are going out of fashion.
"No more... Da-Damon... AHHAHOW! Ple-hease...? I'm so so-sorreeee!" My body is wriggling, trying to avoid his hand.
He starts to slow down, and the relief is almost overwhelming. I am completely sobbing my heart out, tears are pouring out of my eyes and my breathing is laboured. I stop fighting as the spanking comes to an end. At least, I thought I was coming to an end.
"Nearly finished now, baby." He tries to soothe me, but as soon as I feel him pulling down my PJ pants, panic sets in. I reach back, getting a firm grip of my panties.
"NO! Damon, pl-please no... not that... n-not th-that!" I am struggling with all my might to get off of him, but it's completely futile. Even though I have a vice like grip on my panties, he manages to pry my fingers apart, releasing them, before quickly pulling them down, exposing my bare bottom.
I immediately cover as much of my bum with my hand as I possibly can. Damon's answer for that is to grab my wrist and pin it to the small of my back, effectively putting an end to any kind of barrier it could have performed.
"Please, Damon... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorreeee... don't - don't do this, pleeeease!" I beg and plead. I am already in so much pain, I really can't take anymore.
Damon pushes me further forward, putting extra pressure on to my back, and hooks his right leg over mine to prevent me from struggling, before he aims his hand at my sit spots. The sound of his hand, hitting my bare flesh, reverberated of the walls.
"AAAAAAHHHHHOOOOWWWWW!" Man that was the worst swat ever! I manage to buck under his restraint but it doesn't do much.
He smacks me another nine times, slowly and methodically. I am howling at this point, unable to make coherent words. I can't even think them, let alone say them!
"Just ten more, baby. Then we are all done." He lets me know. I stop fighting and just lay limp over his lap, waiting for the end to come.
I somehow make it through the final ten, just about. Earlier on, I was worried about wether I would be able to sit down tomorrow, the way I feel right now, I doubt I will be sitting down next week - even with vampire healing.
Damon pulls up my panties and pants and lifts me up so I am no longer over his lap. He attempts to cuddle me, but I push him away, not wanting his comfort right now. I am hurting too much and all I really want is Stefan. I see the hurt look in his eyes, but I don't want him to touch me. I walk around him, then crawl across my bed, stopping when my face is above my pillow, before flopping down on to my stomach, burying my face.
I hear Damon sigh before standing up and walking to the opposite side of my bed, near to my face, then I feel him place a gentle kiss on the top of my head.
"Goodnight baby girl, I love you!" He whispers before he walks away. I hate hearing him sound so dejected, but I can't help it right now. I just want to be on my own.
Just before he closes my bedroom door, I raise my head and look at him.
"Damon..." he looks back at me. "Goodnight! Love you more!" I see a relieved smile appear on his face before he completely closes the door. I fall asleep not long after, feeling completely exhausted.
I wake up in the early hours of the morning, my butt is still burning, and my throat is ridiculously dry. I would love nothing more than a blood bag right now, but I know Damon wouldn't approve. Drinking human blood would speed up my healing ten fold, so Damon won't let me have one, wanting me to feel my punishment for as long as possible.
I get out of bed and sneak down to the kitchen, not wanting to make a noise and wake Damon. As I open the door, I am greeted with the worst sight imaginable. Damon and Rose are getting it on on our kitchen table. Rose is semi-naked and Damon is fully naked. I'm going to pour bleach into my eye sockets, and try to burn the image out of my brain.
"Shit!" I hear Damon exclaim, as Rose grabs her discarded clothes and tries her best to cover herself up. Damon vamps to the opposite side of the table to try and hide his junk, but it's too late - I seen everything! I am mentally screaming as I too vamp away from the scene. I don't stop until I am safely in my room, with my door locked behind me.
Only a minute later, I hear a light tapping on my door.
"Sophia, open the door," Damon says from the other side.
"EWW! No way! Go away, you dirty freak! Are you really that desperate that you will sleep with that? Uh! You make me sick!"
"Sophia..." I cut him off.
"Damon, just let me go back to sleep. I will see you when I wake up." I tell him.
Miraculously, I do actually manage to fall back to sleep, albeit rather slowly. I wake back up, just after 8 o'clock, and get dressed in record timing, wanting to leave the house before I see anything else I'd rather not.
I spend the day doing anything besides going home. I don't think I can face Damon today, or tomorrow for that matter. I still cringe every time I think about what I saw last night.
By late afternoon, I head over to the Gilbert house to see if Ric is there. Jenna informs me that he isn't, but would be soon, so I go up the stairs to see Elena. I give a quick knock on her door before walking right in. I come face to face with a tall guy with a 90s haircut.
"Who are you?" He asks me.
"The Tooth-fairy! Who are you?" I return the question.
"I'm Elijah!" He says as he picks some nonexistent fluff off of his cuff.
Elijah? The Elijah Damon killed? It has to be! No one else is unlucky enough to have such an old fashioned name. How the hell is he here?
"Elijah? But Damon killed you... you're dead!" I say, totally unsure of what is going on.
"For centuries now!" He replies.
This is like something off the Twilight Zone!
"How are you here if Damon staked you?" I ask him.
"Because I am an Original. A mere stake can not kill me!" He can rival Damon with that smug look of his.
"Sophia," Elena interrupts us. "I think you should go home. Damon wouldn't be happy with either of us, if he knew you was here right now."
"Sophia? As in Sophia Salvatore?" Elijah looks intrigued.
"Yeah. What's it to you?" I give him the dirtiest look I could muster.
"Such a sassy little thing," he says with a creepy smirk plastered on his face. "Remember our deal, Elena. You keep your word, and I keep mine!" Are his parting words. He is so fast, even I don't know where he went. He literally just vanished.
I look around the room then back at Elena but she just shrugs her shoulder at me.
"What was that about?" I ask her.
"Where is Damon?" She completely ignores my question, so I ignore hers. I turn around and exit her room, going back downstairs to ask Jenna if I can stay here for a while.
I'm sitting on the sofa, looking at the TV but not really watching was is on, when there is a knock at the door. I assume it's Ric, so I stay where I am. Jenna answers the door and I hear Stefan's voice. I vamp to the door, and stare at him shocked. I can't believe he is actually standing in front of me. I thought he would be in that tomb for a long time.
As soon as I recover, I run into his arms, giving him a massive hug. I know it's only been a short time, but I thought it would be so much longer! I'm so happy to see him.
Stefan and Elena spend a little bit of time together, in her room, whilst I stay downstairs and wait for him.
"You ready to go, Soph?" He asks me, walking in to the Gilbert's living-room.
"Yep!" I say, jumping up off of the sofa. "Jenna? Could you tell Ric I'll catch him later?"
"Of course I will. See you soon." She gives me a small wave.
Stefan isn't in his car, so we have to walk to the boarding house.
"I can't believe you are out of there! How did you get out?" I finally ask him.
"Elijah had a witch break the spell," he tells me. Oh no! If the spell is broken...
"What about Katherine? Is she out too?" I worry. That last thing I want right now, is Katherine on my tail.
"No, she's still in there. Elijah compelled her to stay put until he says otherwise."
"Wait a minute... he compelled her? But vampires can't compel other vampires, can they?" I ask, confused.
"Apparently, Original ones can!" This is messed up!
We have just reached the woods we walk through to get to our house, when I decide to broach the subject of last night.
"Stefan... about last night. I'm really sorry for cussing at you, I was just super angry that you got stuck in there!" I admit.
"Ah yes, about that..." before I had a chance to contemplate what he was about to do, he had upended me over his raised left leg, that he has propped on a tree stump, and laid 10 hefty smacks to my presented rump.
"OOOWWWW! Stefan...!" I start to cry almost immediately.
"Wow, Soph? They wasn't that hard, was they?" He asks, looking slightly concerned.
"Not-not really, but I'm still sore from last night. Damon got me good! Plus, I haven't had any blood yet, so I'm not healing as quick." I say as I try to rub the sting out of my ass.
We reach the garden of the boarding house, and I slow down, not really wanting to go in there incase Rose is still there. Stefan keeps his pace, ending up several yards in front of me.
"Soph, what's up?" He turns to look at me.
"Oh, nothing. Will you do me a favour and just go ahead and see who is in there before I come in, please?" He looks at me curiously but does as I ask. I wait until he comes back to the door and tells me nobody is home before I enter.
We are home no longer than 2 minutes before Damon comes strutting in like a dog with two dicks.
"Hey brother! It's good to see you out of that hell whole," he announces as soon as he sees Stefan.
"Hello to you too, Damon!" He returns the sentiment.
"Yeah, I wish I could say the same.." I mumble. I turn to leave them to it, when Stefan stops me.
"Sophia. Tell me, why wouldn't you come in just now until you found out who was here?" He questions me.
I don't know what to say, cos if I tell him, I'll picture it again. The last thing I want is that image stuck back in my brain.
"I, uh..." I look towards Damon for an answer.
"Spit if out, Soph. And don't bother lying!" He encourages me.
"I didn't want to come in if Rose was still here," I tell the truth.
"Rose? Why? What was she doing here?" He asks, looking between Damon and I.
"She just had a bit of useful information for us, brother. That's all." Damon says, staring me down. He must not want me to tell Stefan what happened. So guess what? I'm going to tell him!
"Yeah, she was doing more than that!" I say, cryptically.
"Would you care to elaborate on that?" Stefan asks.
"Don't listen to her, she doesn't know what she is saying!" He's tries to stop me from spilling the details of his dirty liaison. "Go get yourself a blood bag, and let Stefan and I talk," he tries to get rid of me.
Two can play his game!
"Okay," I smile sweetly at Damon, letting him think he has won as I turn to leave them to it. Just before I exit the room, I turn to back to Stefan.
"By the way, Stef... I caught Damon and Rose trying to recreate their own porno on the kitchen table last night! That reminds me... we need to burn the kitchen table!"
"WHAT?" He shouts, obviously as disgusted as me.
"You little..." I hear Damon say before I vamp away.
I am in my room now, listening to my brothers argue over what I seen last night. It is worth the nightmares to hear Damon getting yelled at!
After the shouting has died down, I make my way back to Stefan.
"Where's Damon?" I ask when I don't see him anywhere.
"He's gone out," he says, still looking angry.
"So... you wanna burn the table with me? We can have some Smores and Marshmallows?" I ask, trying to lighten his mood.
"Yeah, why not! It's not like I'd ever eat off that thing again, knowing what he did on it!"
"My thoughts exactly, brother!" I give him a shoulder shove towards the kitchen.
Stefan invited Elena, Bonnie, Jeremy, Tyler, Matt and Caroline around to enjoy the bonfire with us. We had a great time, despite the reason why we where actually doing it.