Daddy's home, but why? Is Leslie only sarcastic towards others and her sister? Or is she always like that no matter who it is? What will happen between Leslie and Damon? Read and find out. (:

Again I had a lot of help from my best friend Antonia. Thanks so much BFF!

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Chapter 4

Elena and I turned to see our father standing directly in front of us. He was wearing a tight black shirt that adjusted nicely to his muscled body frame. He had dark blue jeans, a black loose belt around his waist, and black Nike shoes. His dark black hair was spiked up perfectly with just a small amount of jell. Then I saved the best for last, his eyes or I guess I should say my eyes. They were the most loveliest shade of green anyone would ever see. They were a bright and beautiful green no one on earth would ever possibly have. Elena instantly ran to him, wrapped her arms around him and said.

"Dad! You're still here. I thought you left."

I merely smirked at him and said.

"Ha, I wouldn't be surprised."

After Elena released him, he walked over to me and said.

"You do know that even though I'm not always here. I'm still your father and you owe me some respect.'

"Ha, respect my Ass."

"Excuse me?"

"You're excused."

"What did you say?"

"You've got to be kidding me? Are you deaf, seriously?"

My father's face turned red with anger and I couldn't help, but bust out laughing. I turned to walk up to my room and muttered under my breath.

"Oh great another Kool-Aid man."

Before I could get upstairs father instantly grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He yelled at me with pure fury in his voice and said.

"I am your damn father and you will not speak to me that way."

I gave him the finger and said.

"Talk to the hand because the face don't want to hear it."

Before he could yell, I took off like Speedy Gonzales up the stairs and locked my room door. I knew what I had said and done was wrong and that he'd probably be up to my room real quick. So I blocked my door with my dresser, t.v, and a few other things. Then I locked my windows and closed the curtains hoping he wouldn't bother me at least until morning. But apparently, like always, I was wrong. He stood outside my door screaming with rage.

"Leslie Marie Gilbert! You open this door this very instant!"

"Can't I'm naked."

"You think I'm kidding with you?"

"No I know you're not kidding with me, but I sure am having lots of fun kidding with you! By the way thanks for brightening my day, I needed to laugh!"

It got extremely quiet for about five seconds, then the door literally flew open with such force that my dresser flew across the room and hit the wall. I tried to hide under my bed, but unfortunately for me he grabbed my ankle and pulled me out and to make it even "better" I screamed.

"ELENA! Help me the Boogie man has me!"

I was laughing so hard I almost wet myself! When I finally stopped father was still as red as the Kool-Aid man and he yelled.

"No powers for a week!"

"Ha, how you gonna stop me smart one!"

"With this"

He pulled out a red box with a bracelet that had little white diamonds around the edges and dark blue diamonds in the middle. Then he put it on my wrist and said coldly.

"I had a feeling I'd have to use this sooner or later. I just hoped it would be later."

"What the hell is this?"

"This keeps you from using your powers, and the blue diamonds are showered in my blood to overpower your powers. By the way I'm the only one that can remove it. So, don't even try to take it off."

I was the most furious I had ever been in my life. I wanted so badly to give him a nice hit where it hurts, but I knew it would only get me without powers longer. So, I simply said in a sarcastic tone.

"Okay, whatever floats your boat. Oh, and by the way I got OCS."

"OCS?"

"On campus suspension, Gosh am I the only one with a functioning brain in this house?"

Then out of nowhere Elena yelled.

"Hey punk, I heard that.!"

"Go tell someone that actually gives a damn!"

Before I could say anything else my father so rudely interrupted and said.

"How did you get suspended on your first day of school?"

"I didn't get really suspended. I got on campus suspension, there's a difference... di didi."

"I don't care what it's called. What did you do?"

"I was simply having a nice conversation with Elena's new crush when..."

"Elena Nicole Gilbert! Get in here this instant!"

Elena walked in and said.

"Yes father?"

"What's this a hear about you having a crush? You promised me that your relationship games would stop."

"It's not even like that, he's just hot."

"If I find out that you are up to one of your little games. I will restrict your powers for so long that it won't even be funny!"

I turned to Elena and said.

"Ha, in your face."

"Snitch."

"Get over it."

Then father turned to me and said.

"Now why did you get in trouble?"

"Like I was saying... I was talking to him when Mister Sot stepped right in and rudely interrupted us. So I did what I do anytime someone interrupts me in the middle of a conversation..."

"Oh great, you gave him attitude didn't you?"

"I'll let you be the judge of that."

"There you go again."

"Well I had to get it from somebody."

"I'll be at your school tomorrow morning."

"It's okay I don't need you there. I can handle myself. I've pretty much been doing that since I was born."

Then a look of pure sadness crossed his face and he said.

"Will you ever let it go? Won't you ever forgive me?"

"I forgive, but I never forget."

"I know..but"

Before he could say anything else I turned away and said

"Will you please fix my door and get out? Thank you."

As soon as he was done fixing my door, I laid on my bed for a while thinking about how I had hurt him. He had been trying so hard to make up for everything, and I never let him forget the past. So I went down stairs and said.

"Father, I'm truly sorry I really do forgive you and I know your trying your best to make up for everything. It's just I've had a hard day."

"It's okay, I understand."

"I...I love you."

Then a tear rolled down his cheek and he said.

"I love you too Leslie, and no matter what, I always will."

It was starting to become to much for me so I turned to walk upstairs and said.

"By the way I'm sorry for my obscene hand gesture earlier, ha I really didn't mean it and I truly do love you dad."

Before he could reply I was on my way to my room. I locked my door, which was absolutely perfect since father had fixed it. I grabbed my pajamas from my closet, took a shower, and then laid down waiting for sleep to find me. As I was laying there I heard a light knock on my window by the balcony. I simply ignored it and brushed it off as the wind. Then the knock came again, but this time it was louder. I got up and walked to my window. When I opened the curtain, my least favorite person was standing right there with a huge smirk on his face.

"What the hell! How did you get here?"

"My car."

"Smart ass, you know what I meant. How do you know where I live?"

"A little birdie told me."

"I thought we already settled that birds can't talk."

"Parrots can talk."

"You know what, get the hell away from my window."

I was about to pull the curtain down when he called out.

"Wait!"

"What do you want, Damon?"

"I just wanted to know why you're mad at me."

"Isn't it obvious, you're a conceited jerk that knows he's hot and..."

"You think I'm hot?"

"That's not the damn point!"

"Well do you?"

"If I tell you, will you go away?"

"I guess... do you think I'm hot or not?"

"No don't guess, it's either a yes or a no, and if you don't answer me then I'll close the curtain, go to bed, and leave you standing out here all night. I wouldn't mind doing that."

"Yes! I promise to go away now answer me."

"Yes I do, but you're a jerk and I don't want anything to do with you. Now leave before I come out and hit you where it hurts."

"You won't."

"Wanna bet?"

I unlocked the window and before I could step out, he instantly jumped off my second story balcony and disappeared into the trees. While I was going to bed that night, I thought to myself. How on earth did he do that? He had jumped off a second story balcony and had landed easily on the floor as if it were nothing. Anyone else would had landed with a loud thump and a broken leg. Father didn't think of floors the same way humans did. But to him it seemed like it was the easiest thing in the world. I wondered if he had some sort of secret or if maybe, just maybe, he were something else. No, that was ridiculous, Elena and I were the only ones that were something else in this small town. I decided to simply let it go and I slowly drifted to sleep with my lucky sword next to my bed, just in case.