It Only Hurts When I'm Breathing

Chapter 6

Warning: this chapter has topic that are uncomfortable and may trigger others.

Elena looked at herself in the mirror that had just been newly broken as she pressed a wet cloth to her bleeding arm. It wasn't the only thing that stung but she had to take care of one problem at a time first.

She always hated her mother's punishments this one had been especially cruel and it had all started, because of one stupid date.

Earlier that day

Elena stretched as she got off her bed that creaked slightly. Today was a Saturday and she didn't have any real plans. That's when she heard a surprising knock on the door. It was probably one of her mother's johns but it seemed to be too early for their usual house call, so Elena would have to deal with her mother's house guest.

She walked to the door and opened it surprised to see Damon standing on the other side of it. Elena looked around to see if her mother or one of her johns was around then looked back to Damon.

"Damon you shouldn't be here. It's too dangerous."

"Listen Elena, I know you're scared, but just hear me out."

"You have five seconds before I shut this door."

"Alright this might sound crazy, but I'm here to ask you on a date."

"Excuse me."

"I want to ask you on a date."

"Oh I get it this is just a part of our deal. Let me tell you this Damon, I'm not giving up my plans of suicide just because you asked me on a date."

She tried to slam the door in his face but he stopped it with his hand.

"Elena please hear me out."

Elena rolled her eyes and opened the door a little wider.

"Like I said you have five seconds. I would start talking now if I was you."

"Listen I don't want to take you out on a pity date Elena. Believe it or not through this crazy experience I actually really started to like you. And as much as I would like to take you on a date , I would understand if it's not what you're into, but I would like for the chance to prove you wrong."

Elena scoffed and looked around at her ratty old clothes.

"Well I really don't have any date clothes, besides I'm not Cinderella there's no fairy Godmother to save me from y shitty ass situation or from my shitty ass clothes either."

"I don't care what you wear Elena. You're beautiful just the way you are."

Elena fought back the smile forming on her lips and heard the door creaking open signaling her mother's arrival.

"Alright fine one date, but you must leave now. If my mother catches you here it will spell out disaster for me. Meet my tonight at 6 in the park."

Damon nodded as Elena shut the door tightly just as her mother walked in looking like hell like she usually did.

"Who the fuck was that?"

"It was just some annoying salesperson. Don't worry I got rid of him."

Elena's mother nodded as she went back to her room. Elena shut her door quickly and got out her decent clothes that she had gotten from a bargain clothes store when her mother was having one of her good days.

Elena looked through every decision until she finally found the one she liked. It was simple enough so her mother wouldn't question it if she went out. Elena looked at herself in the mirror after she was done getting dressed and admitted that she did look good.

The outfit Elena had chosen had consisted of a sheer light pink button up top with white pants, pink and turquoise heels, and similar earing. She had also added a touch of makeup and a red hair streak her mother had given her on a whim. The outfit was absolutely perfect.

Now all she had to do was sneak out of the house before her mother knew what she was up to. It wasn't that difficult for her to sneak out. She had done it many times in the past nights that she had been somewhat of a slave to her mother, but now was her day to be Cinderella and she be damned if she would let anyone take that away from her.

When Elena got to the park she was actually shocked to see Damon looking at her as if she was an actual girl he would actually be interested in. She was the first to admit that she wasn't as pretty as Rebekah, but she had never really tried to wear her nicer clothes to school in fear that she would actually make a friend or two.

Elena took a step towards her as he instinctively did the same thing. They continued to do this until they were right by each other.

"You look beautiful." He said breaking the spell he had suddenly had on her.

"I have to go over a few ground rules of this date." She blurted out.

"Then by all means go ahead." He smiled which made the corners of his eyes crinkle.

"There will be no kissing or holding hands or other physical contact. We will go on talking like we've always done. Do we understand each other?"

"Why are you so reluctant to let people in?"

"With a mother like mine things like those are taught to you at such a young age."

Damon nodded as he looked up to the stars.

"It really is a beautiful night. What would you like to do?"

"I'm not really one for going out in public. I think star gazing will do just fine. That and talking because talking is always a good thing." She babbled on like an idiot.

"You're nervous."

She tried to hide her shock. How could he have possibly known that?

"If it helps your nerves any, you look great. I mean you literally took my breath away back there."

Elena smiled at the cheesiness of it all as they sat down in the grass. She knew that the grass would stain her pants, but at that moment she didn't care.

"So tell me more about your doom and gloom story." He said out of the blue.

She looked at him with a blank look.

"You know we always talk about my family, what's the deal on yours?"

"Well my mom died and my father's an asshole. I also have a brother who doesn't acknowledge my existence so basicially it's really nothing."

"I'm sorry."

"Why would you be sorry? My family is way less dysfunctional then…."

"Then mine. You can say it. I won't get offended."

He smiled breaking a little bit of the tension between them.

"So tell me more. I know it helps you when you talk about it."

"Alright I'm going to go a little morbid here and tell you what my mom does for a living. My family is so dysfunctional that my mother is a prostitute. She brings her john home every night and sometimes when they're done with her they go after me. Was that enough detail for you sunshine or do you need a whole fucking biography on my life."

Damon grabbed Elena's hand and she flinched away. She didn't like being touched as the memoires came crawling back to her.

"You don';t have to tell me about it. We'll talk about something else."

"No. In order for you to know why I'm thinking about committing suicide in the first place I think you should hear about exactly why I'm doing it."

Damon looked at her with concern in his face.

"The first memory I had of being raped was absolutely awful. …"

(Warning: the following contain subject matter that may trigger. I will put a parenthesis on the end of this segment so that you can skip over it if you want to)

Four years ago

Elena unlocked the door to the house as she heard a loud crash coming from the kitchen. Not this again. She thought as she slowly made her way to the kitchen to see what was going on. Her mother was on the floor crying while one of her johns hovered over her. His pants were down and his erection had long since been set free.

This wasn't an unusual thing for Elena to come home to. After all it was her mother's profession to please men any way they wanted her to. Elena knew it was wrong and her mother really needed to get out of this, but no matter how many times Elena tried to help her mother she would always just come back to this.

But this time for Elena it was different. She could tell this guy was actually hurting her mom. She wouldn't let that happen to her mom again. Without giving it much thought Elena grabbed the frying pan her mother had left on the stove and struck the man's head with it.

He stumbled onto the floor as her mother looked at her with bewildered eyes. They couldn't afford much time to think about it. She grabbed her mother off the floor and started to run to their room, but Elena wasn't fast enough and the man had grabbed her by her hair.

"Mom! Run!" was all she managed to say before she was tossed across the floor and hit her head on the counter. Elena groaned as she clutched the back of her head.

The man grabbed her by the color of her shirt and ripped it off.

"You stupid bitch. I paid your mother for sex and if I can't get it from her I'll just take you instead."

Elena tried to struggle away from the man, but it was useless when he put his full body weight on her. She cried out for her mother even though she knew her mother wouldn't hear her.

"Relax baby. This will only hurt a little bit.

She cried as he ripped the button of her jeans off and flipped her over.

"I hope you don't mind, but I love doing some ass stuff first with no lube of course. You were such a stupid little slut that I'm going to make you pay for what you did."

Elena had no clue what he was doing until she felt him enter her ass first. She screamed as he continuously rammed into it over and over until he had filled her. She cried but didn't have much time for what was next.

He flipped her over as she saw her own feces on him. She wanted to hurl at that moment but what he did next was beyond horrible.

"You want to taste yourself little girl."

Elena struggled to keep her mouth closed but all he did was pry it open and shoved himself in her mouth. She wanted to gag but every time she did he would shut her mouth so she would just swallow it again.

"Please stop." She cried after he has felt like she had gotten all of it off.

His hands came to her throat as he cut off her airs circulation. At that moment she had almost wished that God had taken her right then and there.

"Not a chance sweet heart." He said and then shoved himself into her.

She cried out at the pain since she had never done any of this before. She didn';t understand why God was letting this monster do all these things to her. When he was finally done and had finished inside her spilling all of his liquid into her. He had jumped up and kicked Elena in the face and ribs so that her breath was taken from her.

"Tell your mom you were a good fuck and I'll see her next Tuesday."

The man left as Elena stayed on the floor crying over her bruised and broken body.

(End of scene)

Elena wipped away the tears from her face as she tried to regain her composure. The past couple of times men had raped her because of her mother it hadn't been nearly as bad. Well except for the stabbing incident, but she didn't want to let Damon in on that one.

Elena looked at Damon as he stroked the hair from her cheek.

"Now do you understand my pain?"

"I couldn't possibly tell you that I know what you are going through, because I don't. "

"Thank you for your honesty." She said trying to get up but he held her there.

"What happened to you was horrible. Beyond horrible Elena. You shouldn't have to live like that."

"Why do you think I want to die then?"

He held her hand and Elena had to admit that it felt good.

"I'll help you."

"What?"

"I'll help you do it. I might be against the idea and I really wish that you would give living a chance, but if you really want to end it. I'll help you end it so you won' be alone."

"I'm not going to do it yet Damon. We had a deal and I won't go back on it, but thank you for finally understanding."

Then Elena didn't know what suddenly came over her, but she leaned into Damon and their lips met. He seemed a little taken aback by it, but didn't complain. She felt her back on the cold grass as Damon leaned over her never once breaking their kiss.

Elena had always thought that this is what kisses should feel like and it was everything she had imagined and more. Damon's hands roamed her body, but never once left her sides. They continued kissing until she heard her name being called and was petrified when she saw her mother standing there.

It looked as if her midnight moment had finally came. Her mother pulled her up by the arm, but Damon tried to hang onto her hand.

"Come on Elena let's go."

"She's not going anywhere with you." Damon said narrowing his eyes at her mother.

"I'm her mother it's in my legal right to do so. Now fuck off. If you want to screw my daughter you're going to have to pay like the rest of them."

"Your daughter's body is not an ATM! She's not your property. She's a person. What the fuck is wrong with you that you don't see that?"

Her mother let go of her arm and punched Damon in the face.

"Mom! Stop it! Don't hurt him! I'll go with yo just please don't hurt him!"

Her mother turned her eyes to hers and grabbed onto a fistful of her hair dragging her daughter along by it.

"Oh you bet you're coming with me missy and believe me your punishment will be horrible this time. I'm pretty sure Burt needs a good dick sucking again don't you agree."

Elena cried as she turned her head painfully towards Damon giving him one last glance before her mother shoved her into the car and to her nightmare.