Save Me?

Previous: Stefan still looked shock, pure horror written across his face.

Meredith looked curious as usual and had that look that said she was trying to figure everything out inside of her mind, while she examined Damon.

Matt still had sympathy in his eyes and I could see when he glanced over at Damon the spark of mistrust in his eyes were gone. Maybe he was realizing that Damon wasn't so bad.

Another memory started and we all turned our attention back to the center of the room.

Chapter Four: Tear Stained Pages

The memory started with a twelve year old Damon in his room, reading a book on his bed when Chris came in.

"Your father wants to see you." He told Damon quietly, concern in his eyes.

Damon sighed and got off his bed walking over to Chris and the door.

"Be careful Damon, he's drunk." Chris told Damon and leaned down and kissed Damon softly.

"When is he not?" Damon countered leaving the room and walking down the hall towards his father's study. He opened the door to see his father was there with another man. Both were drinking and laughing.

"Ah Damon, this is my old friend John. John this is my eldest son, Damon." His father introduced them smirking. John held out his hand to Damon which Damon shook with a grim face.

"You are very right my friend, he is quite a looker." John announced his eyes still on Damon. His eyes made me nervous and they seemed to make Damon nervous as well because he backed away slightly.

"Well I'll leave you two to get acquainted." Damon's father announced with a sly smirk. He left the room and Damon stood there glaring at John, backing farther away from him.

I had a bad feeling about this and when I looked back at the real Damon he was gritting his teeth, his fangs exposed.

"What's the matter Damon, you aren't afraid of me, are you?" John mocked as he got up and moved closer to Damon.

"Get the fuck away from me." Damon growled at the man.

John laughed at this. "Your father said you were feisty but trust me Damon I intend to get what I payed for." John told him taking a hold of Damon's throat and he pinned Damon to wall.

"L-let go of me!" Damon shouted, trying to wriggle away.

"I'd be quiet and still if I were you Damon. You wouldn't want to scare your brother who is in the next room." John told Damon smirking. Damon froze which made John laugh even more.

"Good boy." he purred as his fingers trailed down Damon's sides to the hem of Damon's shirt. He pulled it off along with the rest of his clothing. Then John pulled off his own clothing as he stroked Damon's body. Fingers roaming everywhere.

Suddenly John turned Damon around and pushed him to his knees.

"I'm sure you know what to do by now Damon. Your father tells me you like to reward your school teacher with the same treatment." John told Damon smirking evilly.

I was horrified at this, and it seemed everyone else in the room was too.

Damon didn't move.

"Or would you like me to go ask your little brother?"

With hate filled eyes Damon swallowed John. The older man moaned and grabbed a fistful of Damon's raven black hair and started moving his head up and down his moans increasing. Damon whimpered as his mouth was raped and soon John lifted Damon off the floor and slammed him against the wall again, thrusting inside of him.

Damon let out a loud scream in pain making John laugh. This went on for what seemed hours as John raped the whimpering Damon. Damon bit down on his bottom lip to keep from screaming in pain.

Soon the torture was over and John left. Damon got dressed quietly as tears finally spilled over his eyes. Just as he was about to leave his father walked in grinning wildly.

"Did enjoy yourself my little slut?" His father mocked.

"Go fucking die." Damon snarled, tears dripping down his face. and ducked out of the room and back to his own. There was a knock at his door and Damon picked up the book laying next to him on the bed.

Stefan came in and sat down next to Damon.

"Damon will you play a game with me, I'm bored!" Stefan whined.

"No Stefan, go away." Damon told him not looking up from his book.

"Meanie." Stefan muttered as he stomped out of Damon's room. Once the door was closed Damon let the book lay in his lap as tears freely streamed down his face, dropping on the pages.

The memory ended and we were all completely shocked.

"He sold you to other people?" Stefan shouted looking angrier then I had ever seen him.

Damon didn't respond he seemed to be off into his own world.

I wondered if I truly knew anything about Damon.

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