Chapter 17: Freak on a Leash

From the song: Freak on a Leash by KoRn

Me: [fangirl squeal] MARILYN MANSON!

Marilyn Manson: [smiles]

Stefan: [covers ears] Jeez, I think he heard you the twelfth time!

Me: I don't care! I love him!

Damon: Psh. More than me? [Mock pout]

Me: Aw. No, Damon. I will never love anyone more than you! [Hugs] But he can sing!

Elena: Yeah, if that's what you call it.

Me: HE SINGS, OKAY! He sings AND screams. THAT is talent!

Stefan: In what world?

Me: MINE!

Stefan: [rolls eyes] exactly.

Me: [Evil smile] Remember Stefan, you are in my world right now. This is MY story.

Stefan and Elena: [gulp]

Marilyn Manson: Maybe we could tie the Edward wanna-be and his Vampiress's Reincarnation up and force them to listen to my screaming until their ears bleed.

Me: [laughs]

Stefan and Elena: o.O

Damon: Hm. I like the way you think, Manson.

Me: [Drapes arms around Marilyn Manson and Damon.] Boys, we are going to have so much fun together.

Stefan: [mumbles] Katherine wanna-be. Pfft.

Me: [demon voice] SHUT IT BUNNY-EATER OR I WILL USE A MACHETE TO CUT YOUR SKULL OPEN AND LISTEN TO YOUR SCREAMS WHILE I EAT YOUR BRAIN MATTER!

Elena, Stefan, Damon and Marilyn Manson: o.O

Me: [giggles and kisses both Marilyn Manson and Damon on the cheek.] On with the show! Thank you guys SO MUCH for constantly reading this! I love you! [Blows kiss to all of you] I hope you don't hate me too much for this chapter! Heehee…*maniacal laughter*

"Something takes a part of me; something's lost and never seen. Every time I start to believe, something's raped and taken from me…Life's gotta always be messing with me, can't they chill and let me be free…Feeling like I have no release. How many times have I felt diseased…?"

Alaric's mouth dropped open. "You did what?"

"Sorry, was that too imprecise for you? Would you rather me use a more modern term?" Damon pretended to think dramatically. "Okay, I got it." He smirked. "In other words," Clears throat. "Screwed her senseless, fucked her brains out, thrusted into her until she screamed my name, shagged her, made love to her, had sex with her, we did a little of the 'bumpin uglies,' went all 'wham-bam thank you ma'am' on her. Get it now, Rick?"

Alaric just stood there, eyes wide and jaw hanging. "You-" He then turned to Stefan. "What?"

"She's with him now." Stefan said solemnly.

"Oh." Alaric composed himself. "When did this happen?" Even though the question was directed to the others, Damon naturally spoke up first. "The night Isobel came to town. Elena invited me in and I convinced her we could have sex once and keep it from everyone, and then it was her who decided we should fuck a few more times." He shrugged.

"Please…Stop saying that."

Damon chuckled. He had kept using the word just to disturb him – and apparently it was working.

"Okay, we made looovveee…."

Alaric rolled his eyes. "Okay. So what did I miss when I was gone?"

"Where did you go, anyway?" Bonnie asked.

"I took Jeremy home and Isobel showed up again."

Damon suddenly turned serious. "She did what?"

"I don't…" He sighed. "She thought she compelled me, but the truth is I was wearing vervain."

Damon rolled his eyes. Humans and that damned vervain.

"So we talked for a while and she heard that Katherine had died." He looked at Damon in pity. "That Damon killed her."

Damon immediately went into defense mode. "Do not think for one second I regret killing that bitch."

"But she said it messed you up."

Damon narrowed his eyes at Alaric. "And how the hell does she know this?"

"She…uh…" Alaric looked down.

Damon was in no mood for games. He flitted over and grabbed Alaric by the neck. "I am serious."

"She's been spying on Elena."

He let go of him. "Then how come you didn't know we were sleeping together?"

"She didn't tell me."

"Why not?" Isobel wasn't even here and she was pissing him off.

"I don't know. I don't know what she's up to or how much she knows. She won't even tell me where she lives, only that it's in town."

A growl erupted from Damon, making everyone look at him. He quickly grabbed his leather jacket.

"If Elena wakes up before I get back," he said shrugging the jacket on. "Tell her to call Jenna and say that she'll be home in an hour."

"Where are you going?" Stefan asked at the same times Bonnie said, "She's not staying here?"

Ignoring Stefan Damon smirked at Bonnie. "Wouldn't want Aunt Jenna to get suspicious." He looked at Stefan. "You and Rick go get the gay boys." He opened the door then suddenly remembered something. Throwing a grin over his shoulder, he said, "And bring a leash."

Before anyone could ask, he was gone.

Alaric gave Stefan a confused look. "What?"

Jeremy smiled. "Bonnie is going to bring Anna and Lexi back."

"Lexi?"

Lee spoke up. "Lexi is my girlfriend. Damon killed her."

"Oh. I'm sorry." He awkwardly looked at Stefan. "Well, I guess we should go." Stefan nodded and they left.

Elena opened her eyes slowly and looked around. Damon's room. She smiled and rolled over, hoping to find Damon laying there with her. She frowned at the empty space and sat up. Woo, head rush.

She lay her head down on the pillow and looked around his room. Her diaries and journals were flung everywhere from her haste last night. She blushed and licked her lips. Where had that confidence come from, anyway?

Elena looked at the clock and sighed. It was 10:30. She should probably get up – they were going to do the spell soon and she wanted to be there to support Bonnie. She swung her legs over the bed and sat up, but as soon as she stood, a pain ripped through her and she fell to her knees, drastically light-headed.

Damon: HOLD ON! Is she pregnant?

Me: No, Vampires can't pro-create remember?

Damon: Sorry, I thought you were doing a Stephanie Meyer.

Me: [glares] shut up! AND DON'T INTERRUPT THE STORY!

Elena sighed and tried to get up again, but the pain was too much. "Ow."

She then noticed the pain wasn't in her stomach, but between her legs. She blushed. What the hell?

There was a knock on the door.

"Elena?" It was Jeremy. "Are you alright?"

"Um-"

He opened the door and immediately closed it. "Sorry! I didn't realize…uh-"

"No, I'm fine, Jer. I'll be down in a minute."

"K." She heard his footsteps go down the stairs and she lay down on the floor, grabbing the sheet off of the bed to cover herself in case someone else showed up.

She lay there for a minute until the pain subsided a little, then stood up very slowly. She practically crawled to the bathroom and ran cold water over a washrag and rubbed it on her face and neck. She slowly got dressed and went downstairs, ignoring the pain.

She smiled to Bonnie, Lee and Jeremy. "Where is everyone?"

Bonnie frowned. "Stefan and Alaric went to get Matt and Tyler for the blood."

"Alaric? He's here?"

"He just stopped by."

"O…kay. Where's Damon?"

"We think he went to see Isobel."

Damon found where Isobel was staying by instinct rather than information and her normal choices. He opened the door and stepped through.

No humans. He thought.

Isobel wasn't there, so he took advantage of that and explored the house. 3 stories high, spacious living room and kitchen, fully furnished.

Damon smirked. He had taught her well.

He opened a door and stepped inside, slicking on a lamp. It was a bedroom and it didn't smell as though anyone except Isobel had been in it.

Isobel?

"Hello, Damon." He turned to see Isobel grinning. "I knew you'd end up finding me again." She raised an eyebrow. "But how exactly did you figure it out this time?"

Damon smirked at her. "I made you. I've always known where you are."

"Ah." She nodded. "What is it that you want?"

"I want to know why you have been spying on Elena and I."

Isobel scoffed. "Please, Damon. Get over yourself. I could care less about who's screwing my daughter. It's just a matter of whether or not she'll become a whore like Katherine and start sleeping with both of you." She laughed. "Which I see isn't a problem."

Damon rolled his eyes. "That doesn't explain why you showed up at Alaric's place. Or why you're even here again."

"Hey, I've lived here my whole life. Just because I decided to take a little trip away from home doesn't mean I have to stay out of Mystic Falls permanently. You of all people should know that. As for Alaric," she sighed. "He tricked me." She seemed amused by that. "I thought I had compelled him, but oh well." She shrugged. "Maybe we can hang out later."

"You are so self-absorbed, Isobel." Damon stepped closer to her.

She grinned and moved closer to him. "I learned from the best, Damon. Both you and Katherine."

Damon growled at her.

"Now, why did you kill her?" Isobel frowned dramatically.

"Because, she's a bitch that needed it."

"Oh-ho. It took you 145 years to figure that one out?"

Now their faces were so close that if Isobel licked her lips, she would have licked Damon, too. "Bite your tongue Isobel."

She smirked at him. "Mm..." she pressed her lips to his and prodded his lips with her tongue.

He opened his mouth.

Isobel didn't take her eyes off of Damon as he unzipped his pants, feeling herself getting wet.

"Mm. Damon, your body is just as delicious as I remember."

He smirked at her and took off his shirt. In that second, he was in front of her. Naked.

"I want to kill you, but I suppose I should get a good fuck out of you beforehand."

"Mm. Such sweet words." She smirked at him.

"Remember what you said to me the first time?"

They were close enough that she could feel his breath on her lips. "Oh yes. I asked you to turn me and you said there was a price." Isobel licked her lips. "And I said that you were a Vampire whore." She laughed.

Damon ran his fingers through her dark hair. "While you were human, you slept with John, you slept with Alaric, and you slept with me – and somehow I am the whore?"

"Oh yes. I'm not human now, Damon. Do want you please."

In one quick movement, Damon ripped the front of Isobel's dress, exposing her black lace lingerie.

He smirked at her. "Isobel, such cliché attire for a Vampire."

Damon pushed her down on the bed roughly. He climbed on top of her and tore the front of her bra. She moaned as Damon ran his tongue between her breasts and down across her stomach. He used his teeth to rip her black panties off and ran his tongue slowwlllyy over her. He inserted two fingers and she moaned, completely covering his fingers with her juices.

"Well, well, Isobel. Like mother like daughter, huh?"

Isobel let out an animalistic growl and flipped Damon over so she was on top of him.

"Fuck you." She hissed.

He smirked, but there was a daring edge to it. "Bring it, honey."

Isobel slammed down on him, his manhood completely filling her. She rode him hard and he gripped her hips roughly, knowing that if she was human, he would be bruising her.

Damon slid out of her and pushed her against the desk across the room, knocking over a lamp, making the room go dark. He slammed into her and began thrusting. She braced herself, placing her hands on the desk. Damon roughly pulled almost all the way out before crushing their pelvises together; the force of it causing some books and papers to fall from the desk. He repeated this gesture over and over again.

She came hard, screaming his name. Without stopping his thrusts, Damon reached back and grabbed a fist full of her hair. "Listen, you bitch. The only reason I am keeping you alive is for Elena. She would hate it if you died a slow painful death. But if you ever fuck with me and Elena again, I will rip. Your. Head. Off. Got it?"

In three more thrusts, her warmth tightened around his cock and he spilled himself inside of her.

Breathing heavily, Isobel leaned against the desk. She hissed as Damon slid out of her. He got his underwear and pants on when Isobel grabbed him and threw him against the wall. She leaned in to whisper, "So tell me Damon. Who can fuck you better?"

He smirked and picked up his shirt from the floor. He reached for the door handle and looked back at her tauntingly.

"Elena." And he was gone.

"Alright." Stefan said to everyone in the Salvatore Library. "Matt and Tyler know everything right now, and they've promised not to tell anyone."

Bonnie, Lee, Alaric, Jeremy and Elena looked at them. Matt looked a little freaked out and Tyler looked suspicious.

"As soon as Damon gets back we'll-"

"I'm here!" Damon suddenly appeared and looked at his watch. "11:43. let's get this show on the road." He smirked.

Elena smiled at him and he flitted over to sit by her.

"Okay." Bonnie lit the candles and took a deep breath. "Lee, Jeremy. Give me your hands." She slashed each of their palms, letting the blood trickle over the candles, and, oddly enough, as she chanted in Latin, the blood didn't cause the flames to go out. Lee and Jeremy sat down as Bonnie closed her eyes and concentrated.

She began chanting again. Books flew off of shelves and papers were strewn everywhere as a gust of wind hit everyone. Bonnie looked up to the heavens and chanted one final word before falling completely limp. She opened her eyes and the candles suddenly blew out and all of the lights flickered on.

On the floor in front of her were unconscious Anna and Lexi.

And Pearl.

And Harper.

And Frederick.

And Bethanne.

And Logan.

And Vicki.

And Katherine.

Damn.

"…Sometimes I cannot take this place. Sometimes it's my life I can't taste. Sometimes I cannot feel my face. You'll never see me fall from grace…"