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The car trip was silent as we drove to my place, apart from 'old' music that was playing in the background. To be honest, Damon looked like he was going to soil himself! He didn't even hold my hand in the car.

We pulled into the driveway and went inside the house. The smell of lasagne filled the room and flew into your senses as soon as you step through the door.

"Honey I'm home. Miranda, could you kettle on?" He called out as I heard Damon's stomach growl.

I could control the giggle that escaped. He just shrugged with a grin as he followed me to the kitchen. Mom's back was to us as we came in and as she turned round her eyes went straight to Damon.

"Who's this dear?" My mum asks as she looked at Damon. I had never seen Damon so scared. A smiled showed on my face.

"This is Damon Salvatore, I'm his uh English tutor," I said as Damon nodded.

"And why is he- wait Damon Salvatore? Did he bully you when you were younger?" She asked, as if Damon wasn't in the room.

"I did but I was a total jerk. I still am I guess but one I got to know Elena, I backed off," he chuckled but my mother was still crossed armed as my dad came into the room.

"So we need to talk, sit," my dad offered seats. Damon sat next to me as I sat next to my mother. My father was across the table from us with what seemed like a note pad and a pen.

"So Damon, your brother is healing nicely so he will be able to go home very soon. But I need to talk about the injuries. On behalf of Elena's mother, we would like to know how exactly they happened," I saw Damon gulp beside me and I grabbed his hand as my mother noticed the gesture but didn't say anything.

"Uh well, my uh... F... Fa," Damon started to choke up.

"I'm sorry," he whispered and he put his face in his hand. I rubbed his back as he breathed in and out.

My mother was now behind, so rubbing his back which was a total surprise.

"You tell them, you tell everything. What he did was wrong and I know he is your father, but think about Stef, ok?" I whispered into his ear and he nodded. I wiped his tears and he ran a hand through his hair.

"My father has been beating us for years now. He... He was the one who hurt my brother," Damon said in a small dad wrote this down as my mother gasped as he said that and pulled up a chair next to Damon as she rested her hand on his back.

"When you say 'we' you mean you get beaten by your father too?" My dad asked with horror. Damon nodded as he looked to his hands.

"What made him beat up your little brother this badly?"

"Well I found out that day that I was getting poor grades. Worst one was English. This being said, they gave me a tutor," He pointed out me.

"And one thing I promised my father was that I would keep good grades. It being the last year of high school, I need to work up to a scholarship for Whitmore college. But one failed class and it's lights out. My father found out that day that as well and I was over here doing homework with Elena when I got a call saying that Stefan had been... Sorry..." He said as he sniffed and more tears came.

"No it's okay Damon, just tell Grayson everything. It's hard but it important for us to know," my mother said to Damon and he nodded. So continued he.

"That when I had gotten call that Stefan had been admitted into hospital. My neighbours were the ones to of heard the screaming of my baby brother," tears were falling down faster onto the tabled and I placed a hand at the nape of his neck as I played with his hair. He seemed to relax at this.

"My father had run away from the seen but he had texted me, excuse my language, 'Get home you piece of shit'. After that I ran back from here to my place. I saw blood and my father. He was sitting on the steps with his hands on his head. He seemed to be weeping but I was wrong. He was shaking with anger... Then... Then it was my turn... He didn't let me see my brother, calling him an 'attention seeker' and 'pathetic'. But he's not one of those things. I love my brother. I would do anything to protect him. So the only promise I could make was... To uh... God" He hid his face as he ran his hand down it "... Give myself to him..."

"What do you mean by that," my father asked as Damon shook. He started to break quicker then normal. His hand when to his stomach and he rushed away to the kitchen sink and threw up the contents of his stomach. I rushed to him and grabbed some tissues. He was a mess. I took of his jacked as he was sweating a lot. I rubbed his back as he threw up some more.

"It's ok," I told him as he wiped his mouth and cleaned the sink. My mother and father were staring at him with horror as he came back.

"I'm so sorry about that," he crocked and wiped his tears. He sat back down to see my parents staring at him.

"That's fine uh Damon, what did you mean by 'gave myself to him'," my father asked him. He met his eyes.

"He threatened to hurt my brother more and since he was on the edge of death already, I uh... Let him... Take me," My mother gasped.

"As in... Sexually?" My father whispered and Damon looked down and nodded. I gasped as my hand flew to my mouth. Vile rose in my mouth as my stomach turned.

"What a sick bastard," my father said under his breath. My mother was crying as she walked around the room. This was on big mess.

"Damon why didn't you tell me any of this?!" I asked as he shrugged and seemed lifeless. He just stared at the table.

"Damon he raped you! How could you keep that to yourself You didn't even fu... Fucking tell me! ME?! Damon this is sick! Wrong! Not to mention against the law! How could you let him to that to you! HE ruined you! HE hurt you!" I said screamed.

"Elena-," father started but Damon but in.

"Because I would do anything for my brother! Anything in this fucked up planet! I love him so much and I would die if I lost him! My father is ill he can't think straight. I let him have me because he would of killed my brother, Elena! My mother died when Stefan was born so my father blames it on Stefan. He loved her so much so he beat his frustrations out on me first but when Stefan was 4 and a half, he beat him too. So I'm sorry if your disgusted by me but I had to. It was the only way! HE threatened to... kill ... me," As if the news only just sunk in, Damon collapsed on to the floor as I rushed over to him checking his pulse.

He fainted

"Elena, he's probably exhausted. Grayson take him up to Elena's room," my mother whispered. I followed right behind him as my father picked Damon's limp body up and took him upstairs. He placed him on my bed as I sat beside him and took his hand. I looked at my father and whispered with tears in my eyes.

"We need to help him."

Alright so it was a bit hard to write this but here we are. Im sorry if it disturbed you but unfortunately it happens. Oh quick question. Would you want smut/ sex scenes in this story? Let me know by REVIEWING! :D xxxx