Here is a biggie! I got so into this chapter. It is Damon's story of rape and abuse so yeah. Enjoy xx
This chapter contains EXPLICIT scenes and it contains story's of rape in detail. If you do not want to read, skip. You have been warned.
Damon's POV
I got up at 9:00am as I had the therapy session at 11am. I had a long shower as Miranda washed and dried my clothes. They were folded on the bed ready for me and my heart tug at the sudden emotion of being cared for. I hadn't felt this in a very long time.
The Gilbert's, sure they knew me since Elena and I were young, but they let me stay here and they are taking care of me. Not to mention Elena's help. Good she was actually amazing. Never thought I would fall for her.
Wait is that it? Am I falling head over hells for Elena Gilbert? I smiled to myself. I guess so judging by the embarrassing butterflies that fill my stomach when I'm around her. I got dressed as Grayson knocked on the door followed by "You ready?"
"Yes I am," I said before heading out the door.
The car trip to the appointment was silent apart from Grayson asking if I was ok and how I slept. Under 10 minutes, we were here. Nervousness filled me to the brim as it sunk in. I had to tell the whole story.
The story I hadn't told anyone, to practically a stranger.
I followed right behind Grayson in to the front door. The place was nice and comforting looking. We went to the front desk and Grayson talked to the lady. She told us to sit as we waited.
Soon after, a nice looking lady with black hair pinned back came into the room. She wore a matching light grey suit with a pencil skirt. She had a light amount of makeup on and friendly smile. I got up as she called my name. Grayson was told to wait outside as I followed the lady inside.
"Hello Damon, my name is Tabitha but you can call me Tabby," she said as we entered the nicely lit room. She lead me to sit on a comfy chair as she took one in front of me. A small coffee table with biscuits and coffee on it was placed between us. I also noticed a box of tissues located closer to me.
"So Damon, this room is where you can tell me everything and anything. What's said in here stays and I'm am here to listen to you. I hear you have been through a lot lately. Tell me about it," I took a deep breath and looked to my hands a habit I had when I was nervous.
"My father has been beating my little brother, Stefan, and I for quite sometime. Stefan was admitted to hospital earlier in the week because my father had beat him to near death," I told her and she nodded writing things down.
"Ok, and what did your father do to you?" She asked and I let out a shaky breath.
"He... Raped me..." I told her and she nodded softly.
"Tell me about it. From the very start of the sexual abuse. It's important we talk about all the story because it will help me see what you need to recover ok? Can you do it," I nodded and looked to my feet this time.
"It first started last Sunday. My father came home drunk once and he went straight to my brother who was sleeping. I heard him going up the stairs slowly so I ran as fast as I could with Stefan in my arms to my bedroom. He stayed sleeping but I wrapped him up in the blankets almost hiding him.
I thought he had gone to Stefan room and fell asleep on his bed but when I went downstairs for food he grabbed me by the neck and held me to the wall. I was terrified. His breath smelt of bourbon and whiskey. I had no shirt on and I felt naked as he looked at me with this strange expression. I remember feeling sick to the stomach. He had ran his hands down my bare chest whispering 'This will do' but I managed to bolt from him and I locked myself in the bathroom. I cried as he tried to push down the door.
The bashing stopped and I remembered Stefan alone in my bed and rushed out but my father was waiting there for me. He pulled me into the study and started to take his clothes off. I was at this point, fighting the urge to throw up. He picked me up and threw me to the ground and landed on top of me. I remember feeling him grope me through my pants. By this point I was screaming but he grabbed hold of my throat and covered his mouth over mine. I was trying to push him of me but I couldn't till I felt a sharp object beside me. It was a sewing needle. I grabbed it and hurt him and I had to escape. I ran to my room and locked the door and put sets of drawers against the door so he couldn't get in. The rest of the night he didn't come back so I guessed he had passed out.
The next day I left Stefan locked in my room with food and the TV on thinking he would be safe.
I had school that day so I went out the window and left. Later on that day I had found out I was failing English, and I had promised my Father I would not fail any classes because the scholarship I was applying for, required good grades. I was given a tutor and I went to her house after school for a few hours. At around seven I had received a call from the hospital saying my little brother had been injured and was now in hospital. I practically ran out of my tutors house, I had thrown my phone somewhere in her lounge but didn't care. I drove to my house first, which was completely stupid. I opened the front door and saw blood and remember feeling terrified. My father was sitting on the sofa in the parlour, drinking as usual. I tried to stay quiet but the flooring creaked and he turned and saw me. At this point he started to run over to me and I ha tripped on a rug so I was now on the ground. I was shaking. He grabbed me by the throat and punched me on the right side of my face.
I fell on the ground again and he pressed me down with his foot saying, 'I forbid you to see your piece of shit brother. If you do, you will pay. Got it boy,' he said and was by now face to face with me as he crouch over me.
He then said 'I suggest you apologise for that rude behaviour you did yesterday,' and he unzipped his pants right in round of my face. I was now crying and screaming 'no'. He had placed his... Dick... Into my mouth and I was chocking. I couldn't breath because he was holding my nose closed. I was gagging as he laughed at me. He started to slap me on my face and I hated it. I then bit down on him and he screamed in pain but I ran. He got up though and was blocking my way for the door. I ran to my room and locked and pushed things against it. By this point I was wondering how my father had gotten inside my room. I started to throw things around my room and went straight to the bathroom. There was a blade in my cupboard and I held it up. At this point I was so reckless I could of done anything. But as I looked to my beaten up face, I saw my brother. In my eyes. I knew that I had to stay strong for him. So I threw the blade into the bin and went to my bed. I hid under the covers for the rest of the night.
The next day I snuck out again and went to school. That day I had break downs. After school I went to the bathroom and started to punch the wall because no one was around. A knocked had stopped me, it was Elena, my English tutor. She had asked if everything was ok but hadn't replied. She eventually left and went out after her. She was by a car with her friend. She saw me and said goodbye to her friend. She came to me and I got angry and pushed her over. I immediately regretted it. She had gotten up and stormed of but I quickly got in the car and drove her home. As I went home I walked in hoping my father was at the pub. But he wasn't. He was standing there waiting. A knife was in his right hand and my heart picked up. I rushed back to the door but he had grabbed my hand and threw me to the ground in the parlour.
He said 'If you don't let me touch you I will stab you'. I was so scared so I let his left hand stroke me through my pants. I stayed completely still. His hand was inching closer to my under and was ready to pull them down. Someone then knocked on the door and my father kept me down and punched me and slid the knife over my cheek lightly so blood came. I kneed him in his crotch and ran to the door to find Elena. I had mouthed 'help me' to her and she ran to her car and I hopped in just missing my father. We drove and I was trying so hard to keep it together. She had asked me what was going on. I had told her I wasn't allowed to visit my injured brother and she said we could. So we went to him but he was unconscious so we said quick hello. After that Elena and I spent a little time in the park and she was very kind to me. She let me cry on her shoulder and she comforted me. We then had to go back because it was getting late. She told her to drop me off home because I didn't want her to get involved with my father so she dropped me off at the letter box. This was the night my father had raped me,"
I took a deep breath and paused. A tear rolled down my face as I continued.
"I ran back to the house preparing for the worse. As I entered the house my father went straight up to me and picked me up and threw me into his room. He shut it and shrewd my clothes of along with his as I seemed lifeless. 'You better pay up. If you runaway again I will kill your brother' he had said and I was shaking. He took off my boxers and kept me on the cold wooden floor. I was so scared as he grabbed his member and lined it up with me. I was wanting to escape him but I stayed for my brother. He... He uh... Pushed inside of me and I remember feeling as if it was burning down there.
It hurt so much and I cried as he took me. He was grunting and I was getting everything but pleasure from his. I started to throw up the little food I had in me. He had slapped me for throwing up continued to thrust into me. He grabbed my throat and started to choke me. He came hard inside of me and I was lifeless as I stared at the ceiling. He left me alone as he got cleaned up. I felt moisture flow out of me. It was my fathers cum. It also stung and I touched down there and looked. I was bleeding. I got up and let the cum come out of me. I had left his room to grab new clothes and ran out of the house. I couldn't run properly but I managed. I found myself at Elena's house. I climbed the tree which was next to her bedroom window and knocked on the door. She had let me in and taken care of me though I didn't tell her what had happened to me and I cover it up.
The next day we visited my brother and he was awake it was so great to see him. He was thrilled to see me. But what startled me was that he had told me father was going to hurt me no more. I had no idea what that meant but it reminded me what he had done to me last night and I rushed out. Elena the followed me and sat with me. We ended up kissing as she comforted me. I thought I would freak out as she kissed me but I had the opposite effect. We had said goodbye from my brother and left. Elena's father took us to their house because he need to talk to us. He asked me about Stefan's injuries and how it happened. At this point I just wanted to tell somebody of what happened. I told them and Elena ended up yelling and I yelled but I was so exhausted I fainted. The next thing I remembered was seeing my father on top of me and I started to scream. In the end Elena had woken up and comforted me. The Gilbert's were kind enough to let me stay but before then Grayson told me that I would be seeing a therapist and here I am... I guess," I took a deep breath as I had realised I had told the who story.
Tabby was staring at me. Her pen hovering over paper but as I met her eyes she started to finish writing. She took a deep breath and set her paper on the desk and clasped her hands.
"That quite a story Damon. And I and sorry for the horrible things that has happened to you. But we are here to help you so let's start of thinking of things that could help. So this Elena, is she your girlfriend?" She asked me and a small smile appeared on my face.
"Yes, yes she is," I chuckled. "Ok so have you found it hard when she touches you or kisses you?" She asked. I shook my head.
"Kissing is fine but we haven gone far like having sex or anything. Thinking about that though I don't feel comfortable having sex yet," I admitted and she nodded.
"And I understand that, maybe you should take small steps with her to build up you confidence," she told me and I nodded. "Now, do you find it hard when a male comes close to you," I nodded.
"Last night Grayson hand touched my thigh and I had flinched away just by instinct," I told her and she nodded as she wrote some more down.
"Ok so I suggest you take it easy, for now and we will meet up this time next week, alright?" She suggested and I agreed.
"Thank you," I said before heading out to Grayson.
"All done?" He asked and I nodded. "How did it go?"
"It went well. I told her everything. It kinda feels good to let it off my chest," I told him and he nodded. I looked to the clock and it read 1:30. That went fast.
We hopped in the car and drove to school to pick Elena up early. Grayson went in to school office to tell them what was going on. So I was left alone in the car. Suddenly Elena hopped in to the back as and she flung her arms around my neck.
"Hey," she said into my neck. I pulled her back and kissed her mouth. She sighed against me as I did.
"How was your day?" I asked as she shrugged.
"Okay I guess. A few girls were talking about me but I didn't care," she said and I nodded.
"Good on you," I smiled and she stroked my healing cheek.
"How was yours?" She asked.
"I saw the therapist, her name is Tabby. I told her the whole story," I said and she ran her fingers threw my hair.
"Well done, I'm so proud of you," she smiled. She leaned up and kissed me again.
Grayson then soon hopped in to the car.
"Alright so I need to file Stefan's cause of injuries so would you two like to see him," Grayson asked and we both nodded.
"Yes please," I said and he nodded himself. As we got to the hospital Grayson went in front of us to the office. We then waited till we could go in to Stefan. There were raised voices in Grayson's office and Elena and I stood waiting.
Grayson flung out of the room hands on head.
"Dad what's wrong," Elena asked and Grayson leaned against the wall.
"Stefan was discharged..." He said with no expression. My heart pounded.
"What?! By who?!" I asked and Grayson shook his head.
"Your father," and with that I collapsed onto the ground screaming in tears.
This could not be happening.
Please don't kill me. I know evil cliff-hanger :L But there we are. Sorry if Damon's story bored you. Please review! :D xx