Damon was frantic, he had phoned Stefan and Elena, they were besides themselves too, but nowhere near to how Damon felt. He felt sick to his stomach and guilty as hell, he was after all, the one who had fucking well HANDED Jeremy over to Katherine.
Stefan and Elena were covering local territory, whilst Damon was searching further out, towns over.
He was in the delightful town of Ducksville when he caught something he had desperately been searching for for the last two days – two days felt like months – Jeremy's scent.
He desperately followed it, clinging to it like a life-line.
He wasn't particularly prepared for the building the scent led to... a strip joint.
Lovers-Paradise.
Walking slowly, Damon walked inside, he could smell loads of men, sweat, the obvious scent of arousal, and Jeremy. But it wasn't just that. There was blood in the air. And the most potent one was Jeremy's blood.
This angered Damon hugely. Only he was allowed to feed on Jeremy, and that was only because it got Jeremy off so that he was begging for it every time they fucked. Not that Damon always did…
He stormed through the first set of doors, only to stop short.
Hanging just before the second set of doors was Jeremy's bracelet. The one that stoped him being compelled.
Shit
He grabbed it, tucking it into his pocket and went more cautiously inside.
He was beyond hocked. There we're bodies every everywhere; on the floor, the bar, even in chairs. The only inhabitant were men, vampire men. Damson growled, and listened intently, suddenly scared. He heard only one heart beat. And he knew it was Jeremy's .
"Hello Damon." Katherine was suddenly before him. "I've been having fun with that human you used as a play thing!"
Damon growled. But Katherine ignored him. she grabbed his hand and pulled him forwarded. Three other vampire's were suddenly upon him, pushing him into a chair and keeping him there.
Katherine skipped forward and put music on. It was Marlin Mansons rock is dead.
"Jeremy!" Katherine called in a singsong voice.;
Damon felt his whole body tense as Jeremy walked out. He looked fucking hot, whearing a dog collar and tight black jeans. His hair falling into his face.
The men around him started cheering. Jeremy smiled dazedly, going to the nearest one and started dancing for that person.
Damon was furious.
"Stop it Katherine." He ground out.
He was once again ignored. He was being forced to watch as Jeremy got groped by someone else. He noticed now that Jeremy was covered in bite marks. His whole torso was bruised and covered in flecks of blood. Damon started struggling in earnest as the guy pulled Jeremy down onto his knees, pushing his head towards his crotch. Jeremy didn't fight, but Katherine stopped them, much to Damon's relief. She signalled a vampire forward, and made Jeremy stand close to Damon."Jeremy? Don't forget what you are, can you tell us?" Katherine, said, sliding her hand down his chest.
"Worthless… plaything…"
"Yes darling. Now Damon, all these men are my new creations, and Jeremy has been very good, so I think he deserves a treat." At Katherine's nod, a few more men stepped forward and started running their hand over Jeremy's body, touching him in ways only Damon was allowed. No-one noticed him growling, they were too busy undressing the human in their midst.
Before long, Damon stared at a fully naked Jeremy, he was panting, leaning heavily against a big blond vampire behind him. Much to Damon's relief, Jeremy was not hard, at all.
Katherine noticed as well. She looked beyond pissed, and at the wave of her hand, the men backed off. Jeremy walked towards her.
"You disappointed me Jeremy." And with that, her lunged. She bit into his throat, roughly and violently. Jeremy screamed, and blood gushed out of his wound. Damon felt sickened as he heard Jeremy go silent, a loud crunch as his neck was snapped.
Damon was not sure what happened, on conscious moment in time, he was sitting in agony, the next he realized he was standing in front of Katherine, her eyes were wide and Damon noticed he had a chair leg shoved into her chest, hitting the heart spot on.
Dropping her, he looked around, everyone was dead. Including Jeremy.
Damon felt his dead heart break, and a sob tore from his chest. He knelt next to Jeremy, gathering the broken teen into his arms. He watched his tears falling onto Jeremy's pale face.
"oh jer, I loved you too late…" he whispered, pressing a chaste kiss to the parted lips, wishing for a response, wishing for-
Damon's head snapped back. He tasted blood.
Vampire blood.
Staring in shock, he felt Jeremy shudder in his arm, a shattering breath raking his body.
"Day…mon…"
I think I'm leaving it there for now. I know, this is most probably a shitty cliff-hanger, what do you guys think? Pretty please review!