Chapter 3

Let the Games Begin

Elena shoved the vervain deep into her back pocket again tore a little piece off shoving it into her shoe just in case. She crept quickly through the door and navigated her way through the dungeon-like basement until she was up the stairs and standing in the middle of the vast Victorian space that was the Salvatore Boarding house. She let out a sigh of relief find her phone and purse by the front door.

"What a dick." Elena muttered quickly grabbing her stuff, knowing full well whatever mind trick he thought he did, it would have been torturing to see her phone and not be able to leave or call for help. She quickly picked up her cell phone and dialed the first number that came to mind while slowly inching open the front door and peaking around to checkout her surroundings.

"Hello?" Alaric's voice sounded confused.

"Alaric! Where are you, I need help. Listen Da- wait, Why the FUCK didn't you tell me about vampires?! What's with this vervain shit?!" Elena was scolding as she began to sprint to the wood line to stay hidden from sight, then she quickly stuck to the out-skirts as she began half sprinting towards town.

"Woah Elena wait- were you kidnapped by a vampire? Who? Listen there's a lot you don't know. I need to know where you are!" Elena paused momentarily hearing the hysteria building in his voice; which only made her own anxiety flare.

"It was D-" suddenly she paused when there was a fumbling on the other line.

"Elena?" Damon drew out the syllables of her name but this time she could hear an actual hint of surprise.

"H-how..." She stuttered

"No questions. Where are you?" Damon snapped, definitely pissed.

"Fuck. You." Elena spat back at him and slammed her phone into the ground stomping on it again and again, abandoning her stuff and sprinting towards town as fast as she could. Was Alaric in on this? How was she supposed to know who to trust?

By the time Elena slowed enough to view her surroundings, she found herself on Matt Donavan's doorstep. She sighed to herself knowing it will forever be awkward between them because of their brief relationship, the break-up and then the night they both got a little too drunk after prom last year and ended up waking up the next day dazed and naked in Tyler Lockwood's bed. Elena grimaced and rapidly began knocking in spite of her unease.

Matt quickly opened the door and paused looking confused the relieved as he swept Elena into a bear hug pulling her inside.

"Jesus Elena where have you been? Everyone has been out looking for you, it's been three fucking days!"

"Matt, I know listen I have to tell you-Three Days?"

Elena moved in a daze trying to sort through all the new information as Matt ushered her inside and into the chair in the kitchen draping a blanket over her shoulders and briefly apologizing for lack of food but heated up some left-over pizza putting it in front of her.

"Elena focus, I can tell you've been through hell, but you have to tell me what happened to you. You're covered in blood. I should call Sheriff Forbes-"

"NO!" Elena shouted at the mention of calling the police.

"Listen I- I'll tell you everything, but I need a shower. But Please Matt don't tell ANYONE I am here. Nobody. I don't know who I can trust. Please Promise me Matt." Elena pleaded grabbing at his hands. Matt grimaced and finally caved.

"Fine Elena I won't tell anyone but you better shower then we are going to talk and you're going to eat too." Matt quickly lead Elena to the bathroom, bringing her some clothes of his and quickly dismissing himself telling her he would be right outside.

Elena closed the door and quickly undressed and closed her eyes in bliss as she stepped under the scalding water; surprised at how good it felt against her aching muscles. She gasped in pain as her fingers grazed the bite on her neck. "How can vampires be real" She wondered aloud, her mind racing. Just then she heard a creaking of the door and before she could turn around she felt a hand close around her neck from the back and shove her into the wall opposite the shower faucet; the intruders other hand smothering her cry.

"Don't make a sound you little bitch" Damon growled into her ear skillfully avoiding the water but pressing his fully clothes body right up against Elena's naked back. Elena shivered but kept quiet.

"Mm good girl..." He drawled and released her mouth only to slide his hand down and paw at her breasts.

"Please stop." Elena whimpered biting her lip.

"You sure?" He whispered as he pulled against her now hardened nipples. "Seems like you are enjoying it"

"Stop." Elena said more forcefully and tried to pull herself from under him.

Damon grabbed her neck tighter and grazed his fangs against her shoulder causing Elena to freeze.

"Don't. Fucking. Move." He growled and slowly dipped his hand down over her stomach and between her shaking thighs rubbing two fingers up and down her slit before abruptly shoving them inside her and moving them in and out at an in-human pace.

Elena bit her lip harder crying at the intrusion but didn't dare move as she felt Damon's fangs slightly piercing her skin as blood rolled down her chest and back.

Damon smirked as he felt Elena's hips began to loosen from the firm stance and start to tilt into his thrusts. "Mm you do like it huh?"

Elena refused to respond but couldn't hold back the small moan that left her lips as her fingered her harder. It was like nothing she ever felt before.

Damon abrupty withdrew his hand and swirled her around shoving her back against the wall. Elena gasped in horror seeing his red eyes and fangs.

"Bad girls don't get to cum, they get punished." Damon growled before lunging and biting into Elena breast holding his hand over her mouth to smother her cries until all went black.