School of the Damned

Chapter 17

Elena shut her mouth and took in a few deep breaths to recover from her state of shock. The man before her was claiming to be her father, but how was that possible? Surely her mother wouldn't lie to her about something so important.

Elena's lips curled back in a sneer. She wasn't sure why this man was lying to her, but she sure as heel wouldn't let him get to her like this. He was not her father he couldn't be.

"Would you stop lying to me and tell me the truth please? You're not my father my mother would never lie to me like that."

"What has your mother told you about your biological father?"

Elena pondered this for a moment. It had been so long since her and her mother had discussed her biological father. After her mother had told her that Elena's dad had died in a car crash when she was a baby, Elena didn't question a thing. She hadn't even seen a single photo of the guy who her mother claimed was her father. But if what this guy was telling her was true then how is it even possible that Elena hadn't noticed until now? Shouldn't she have like a sixth sense when it came to her own family. Now as she looked at John, she could spot the similarities between the two of them. Right down to the dark brown shade of their eyes.

"She told me that my father died in a car accident."

John nodded and sat back down at his desk. She had no clue how he could have acted so casual about this. It was like he had just told her a small little thing like hello instead of sharing with her a life shattering secret.

"That's what I thought she would tell you."

Elena bulked. Where was he getting at?

"What do you mean by that?"

"Your mother wasn't the brightest, Elena. She was just barely a child and she was reckless. She did things that she would be ashamed of if she could remember them."

"What do you mean if she could remember them?"

"I would take my hand Elena. I could show you the whole story instead of telling you. It's kind of a special power that us demons are capable of."

At first Elena was reluctant, but then she realized it was easier to just tell her a story then get the straight up truth from him, so instead of running from the room screaming like she wanted too, she shoved down her fear and took John's hand where she was immediately sucked into a vision.

John sighed as he took off his belt, Elena wanted to turn around, father or not she so didn't want to see him getting undressed having visions of Damon and Stefan were enough she didn't want to add nightmares about John into the mix. John stripped down to his boxers and was about to jump into the bed when a knock sounded at the door. John turned towards her but instead of questioning why she was there he didn't even acknowledge her. It was like he was looking right threw her. Why couldn't he see her?

John opened the door and Elena saw the younger version of her mother enter. John looked at her with lust filled eyes and then Elena finally understood what she was witnessing. This was the night of her conception, which was something she didn't want to see, but it felt like there was an invisible force holding her there and making her stay. Well so much for avoiding permeant scaring for life.

"Isobel? What are you doing up this late?"

He shut the door tightly behind him as her mother walked seductively in the room untying her robe in the process and dropping it to reveal her naked body underneath. Yep. Now she was defiantly scared.

"Isobel." John said lowly almost as if he were giving her a warning.

It was a week before her wedding and she shouldn't have been there in the first place.

"I couldn't sleep. I just wanted to come here and talk or not talk if that's what you prefer."

Her robe slid completely off her as Elena heard it hit the floor. She had no clue why John was showing her this part of his memories. It was probably punishment for not believing him in the first place.

"You couldn't talk with your clothes on." John said trying to pretend he was provocted but Elena could sense the lust in his voice.

He had been watching her rather closely these past few weeks and he found himself lusting after her more and more as each passing day moved along.

"Now what would be the fun in that Johnathan? A lot of fun things happen while naked."

She stepped closer to him narrowing the space between them so she was firmly pressed against her body. If he inched his hands a little closer he could get a hand full of curves.

"What are you doing Isobel?"

"Having a little fun. I know you want me John. I'm just here to show you that I want you too."

Before he could pretest, Isobel smiled up at him and pressed her firm lips to his. He wouldn't pretend that it didn't feel good. Even if she was set to be married in a couple weeks he couldn't help but face the fact that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

She pulled away and laughed.

"I knew you wanted me John."

"What about Alaric?"

"He's quite the bore. I'd rather have a more interesting suitor."

She smiled up at him as her hands reached into his boxers and rubbed at the bulge that was there. He growled in response and lifted her up throwing her on his bed as their bodied merged together. Thankfully Elena was pulled from the vision and thrown into another one before she could see too much.

The scene she was in right now showed Isobel in a wedding dress looking at herself in the mirror, but she didn't look like most happy brides she looked miserable and Elena couldn't help but feel sorry for her mother in that moment. Sure she had been a conniving bitch when she was younger, but this wasn't the woman who raised Elena.

The woman who raised Elena was kind and gentle and usually frowned upon people whoring out. What had happened to make her mother change so drastically?

She guessed that she would find out sometime in this vision, but before she could wonder for too long John's voice snapped her back into place.

"Shouldn't a bride be happy on her wedding day?" He said taking Isobel fully in.

She looked as if she had been crying for some apparent reason, but John had not seen her since the night they had slept together. It had been pure magic even though he knew sex with an angel could poison their godliness if it was a demon and Isobel had lost a little bit of her light. He could sense it.

"Brides are usually happy on their wedding days because they are in love with their husbands. Not because they're trying to stop an all-out war from happening. I'm only fifteen after all. I should be out there living my life."

"You could still live your life Isobel. Alaric shouldn't change that."

She gave him a small smile. "Someone already has John."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Before Isobel could answer him, a young man came into view and looked at Isobel and John.

"Isobel, It's time."

Isobel smiled and glanced at John touching his arm slightly.

"You should stay for the wedding. Let's just say it's going to be one you don't want to miss."

Isobel left the room and John sat down in one of the pews. It wasn't like he was doing anything better. He watched as Isobel walked down the aisle. Alaric tried to take her hand but she pulled away and turned towards the crowd. Alaric looked at her with hurt and confused eyes wondering what his fiancé was about to do next.

"Attention ladies and gentlemen, I have an announcement to make. I, Isobel Flemming, will not be getting married today"

The crowd gasped as Alaric's face showed a severely hurt expression.

"You see, I do not love this man before me in fact no more than a week ago I had sex with another man. A demon of sorts if you may call him and it was amazing but it also turned out with devastating result. You see I could feel it inside me this morning. My indiscretions have led to my ultimate punishment."

The crowd awaited what she would say next, but Isobel was looking at John when she said this next line.

"I'm pregnant and the father of my baby is a demon."

The crowd gasped as a few of them sprung from their seats preparing for the kill.

"She's pregnant with an abomination! We can not allow this baby to live!" said one of the guest.

Elena watched as flashes of destruction crossed her eyes. She saw people fighting and parts of the building collapsing, but after all the destruction had passed through her eyes it stopped at a pacific moment. One that shocked Elena to her core.

Isobel was at the alter gasping for air. Alaric was no where in sight and John was holding her, but that was not what shocked her the most. One of the guest had managed to stab Isobel in the stomach with a piece of wood. She was losing so much blood that she wasn't sure why John assumed he was her father. It was obvious that the baby must have died after that, but then Elena had heard it. The sound of her own heartbeat, but it wasn't hers per se but rather the fetuses. She was still alive, but she wasn't sure how. She was barely hanging on for her life in there, but now she understood that she must had been a fighter. She must have wanted to live.

John removed the piece of wood from Isobel's stomach as she gasped out in pain. Her eye lids fluttered as she struggled to stay away. Elena could tell that her mother and herself were dying, but she knew that they hadn't. Her mother was still alive to this day and Elena was still here by some miracle.

John rested a hand on Isobel's stomach as she struggled to look up at John. She was coughing up blood and she knew that it wasn't an attractive sight.

"I'll try to save you both Isobel. I might only have strength to save one of you."

"Save the baby." She whispered.

"Why would you say that?"

"I've seen visions of her John. She's beautiful and she'll do great and powerful things."

"Are you with her?"

"For a little while yes. The vision is getting a little fuzzy around the edges."

Isobel gasped in pain. She could feel the little life inside her slipping away by the moment. The baby was barely holding on.

"Hurry John. She's dying."

Joh placed her hands on her stomach and concentrated hard on saving the baby like Isobel had requested. John felt the baby stabilize and the damage that had been made to the baby had been vanquished as the babies health reformed.

Now John had to concentrate on saving Isobel. He just hoped he had enough magic to do it. He had only managed to heal Isobel's stomach wound before his magic gave out on him. Isobel was still pasty white, but he had done enough to ensure that she would be okay.

John lifted Isobel up and carried her out of the church and into the cold night.

The next thing Elena saw in the vision was Isobel lying in a bed. John had taken her far away to a place where he knew her and the baby would be safe, but he knew he had to do more to ensure their safety. He had to make the ultimate sacrifice. Isobel was still weak from the blood shed, so he knew without a doubt that his compulsion would be powerful enough to be able to pull this off. He might have performed an all powerful spell no more than five hours ago, but he could tell that his power was fully amped again.

Isobel stirred in her sleep forcing John to turn around and face her. She gasped out loud and John caught her fist as it came flying towards him.

"What happened?"

"Don't worry. You and the baby will be fine. I'll make sure of it."

"John, What are you going to do?"

John sighed and turned on his compulsion.

"John please don't."

"I have to Isobel it's the only way."

John caught Isobel's eyes and before she could pull away she was fully hypnotized.

"Your name is Isobel Gilbert. You were born and raised in Ohio, but decided it was time for a change so you moved here to California so you could raise your daughter. Her fathers not in the picture. He died when she was just a baby which you'll remember when your daughter asks about it. You're going to tell her that he died in a car crash, but he loved her so much that it hurt. You will not remember that her father is a demon and you're an angel. She'll be raised as a human and that's exactly what you are. A human who has her daughter's best interest at heart. You will not remember me until you see me again, but you'll always be a human. And so will your little girl. Now close your eyes and forget that I was here."

Isobel closed her eyes and by the time she opened them John was out of sight.

Elena gasped and pulled her hand away slamming into the desk. Now that she finally knew the truth she couldn't help but be beyond livid. How dare he compel her mother to forget everything and keep Elena from her true self. It was his fault Elena was like this and she hated him for it.

"Elena. Please talk to me."

Elena packed her books up and took one last piercing glance at her father.

"There's nothing to talk about." She spat as she left the classroom.

Elena picked up her pace and wasn't paying attention when she bumped into someone she would recognize instantly. She looked at Damon's face with her eyes full of rage. She just couldn't calm down. Damon touched Elena's face and she felt as the anger slipped from her and into Damon. She always hated how much stronger he was then her and how much more he could do. There was still so much stuff that she hadn't learned yet and that infuriated her.

"Elena, what's wrong?" he said quietly leaning in closer to her.

What she wouldn't give just to slam her lips into his and just give in at the moment, but instead her and Damon went into a more private room that had an abundance of couches where she could replay all of John's story to him. He listened patiently throughout not bothering to interrupt once.

"I'm sorry that you had to find out that way Elena."

Elena exhaled. Damon's hand was on hers and all she could think about right now was how good it felt.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore. Can we do something else?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I'm sorry I accused you of the lust spell and I know this will sound crazy, but can you do it on me? I want to know what it really feels like."

"I'm not going to lie to you Elena . That will put us in some pretty dangerous territory. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I want to know what it feels like. I don't care how bad it gets. It's just a spell after all."

"A lust spell works on both of us Elena. I might not be able to control myself."

She squeezed his hand and gave him a reassuringly smile.

"I'm pretty sure you'll pull yourself out of it."

Damon nodded and looked into Elena's eyes. It was like something had grabbed ahold of her body and all she could see was Damon surrounded by black darkness. She literally couldn't see anything else. Damon moved the hand in her hand up to her face and stroked her face lightly. She breathed out a sign of happiness from his touch as she almost begged for his lips to be on hers as well as a few other select places.

She turned her face to his open palm and kissed it looking at him with lust in her eyes. She could see that he felt the same way as he pressed his soft lips to hers. This kiss had been different from the rest. It still felt good, but there was something off about it, but she didn't want it to stop.

Before too long her back was pressed firmly to the couch as Damon continued giving her those kisses. She wanted more though. Damon unbuttoned her jeans as his hand snaked down past her underwear and found her wet folds inserting his finger into the place that begged for something else. His fingers pumped in and out and the only thing that kept Elena from gasping was the fact that Damon's lips were still on hers. Damon broke the kiss and pulled her pants away as he took out his fingers and removed her underwear then his fingers were replaced by his tongue and Elena felt herself wanting more. He held her down as her hips thrashed while his tongue lapsed over her sensitive spots down their over and over licking up her juices. Elena was almost to her breaking point when he inserted a finger keeping his tongue where it was at.

She gasped in absolute pleasure knowing somewhere that this was supposed to be wrong, but lust spell or not nothing with Damon ever felt wrong. When she was too her breaking point she shoved Damon off, but instead of getting into his mind and breaking the lust spell between the two she pulled his hirt off as he did hers. His hands ripped off her bra and his mouth latched onto one of her perfectly perky breast. If she wasn't under the spell she knew she would have been embarrassed doing this in a more public setting, but right now she couldn't care less.

She flipped both of them over and pulled off his underwear as she took him into her mouth. She had to admit that the feel of Damon's penis in her mouth made her more hot and bothered then Stefan's did and lust spell or nor Damon was a lot bigger than Stefan.

Elena waited until Damon had cummed and swallowed his load whole. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her flipping them back over. They both tasted of each other and Elena was shocked how much he wanted Damon to have sex with her right now. Damon was positioned to penetrate her entrance when Elena heard a voice that snapped both of them out of their lust filled haze.

They sprang apart as Esther shook her head back and forth in disappointment.

"My office. Right now."

Elena looked at Damon who had shame written all over his face. He was eithr really ashamed of being caught or really ashamed that his body had allowed the lust spell to go that far. They both got dressed and listened as they got an earful from Esther about fraternizing in public places. They both were punished with detention for the rest of their time there and they both would have to write a five thousand page essay of how what they did was wrong. Not to mention one hundred hours of volunteer work for the school. Esther advised them to take this punishment or she would expel both of them from her school. They took the first option and left her office where They were advised to go straight to their rooms and have no personal contact with each other unless it was strictly school related or in the privacy of their own rooms.

But Elena had other ideas in mind. The lust spell had completely been broken but she still felt herself wanting Damon. She shoved him to the wall and gave him a kiss, but this kiss was a real kiss not one that had been brought on by a lust spell. Damon hands went into her hair as he kissed her gently. She didn't know how she thought that her attraction to him had been a lust spell obviously what she was feeling. What she had been feeling all along was real. Now as they stood there kissing each other Elena wished that they had had sex in that room back there if only to feel what Damon would really feel like. He could have dropped the lust spell right there and she still would have wanted him.

Damon pulled away with his eyes wide and his breath shallow.

"We can't do this Elena I'm sorry. I'm not Stefan and I will never be."

Before Elena could reply Damon was gone leaving her alone to her own thoughts.