Too Many Waterworks
Both Damon and Stefan were absolutely miserable for the next few days. Elena wouldn't get anywhere near them or have any contact with them whatsoever for fear of what Katherine might do. After Jenna was finally released from the hospital though, Damon couldn't take it anymore and went to see her.
Once again, Elena walked in to see Damon sitting on her bed. "Damon! You aren't supposed to be here!" She looked and sounded panicked.
"Elena please don't make me go. You don't know what it's been like at home. Stefan cried his eyes out the night you left and he's just been moping around ever since, I've never seen him like this."
Tears filled her eyes. "You know I can't go see him..."
"I know, but maybe you could write him a note I can give to him? Anything? So at least he knows you're thinking of him. He's so torn up Elena..."
She wiped her eyes and nodded, sniffling. She sat down and wrote a quick note and folded it in half, handing it to Damon. "Give him this then."
He nodded and put it in his jacket pocket. "Thank you."
She looked at him. "You're starting to care about him, aren't you?"
"The truth is, I don't think I ever stopped." With that he left through the window, leaving Elena to stare after him.
Damon gave the note to Stefan as soon as he got home. His brother's eyes got moist as he read it.
I still love you no matter what. I'm sorry that I can't be with you anymore, but you are always in my heart and will be forever.
I miss you so much I can hardly stand it, but I have to keep my family safe. I hope you can understand.
By the time Stefan finished his eyes were starting to water.
"Come on bro don't start crying again." He didn't know if he could stand seeing his brother get that way again.
Stefan wiped his eyes quickly. "I'm not crying."
"Sure you're not." He knew he was being kind of a jerk, but he'd rather Stefan get mad then cry any day.
Stefan wiped his face as he turned away. "Shut up."
Damon sighed. "If you want to write a note back, I'll take it to h-" Damon already had the note being shoved into his hand, Stefan having used vampire speed to compose it. "Okay then. Guess I'm the delivery boy." He tried not to look at Stefan's sad face as he left.
Elena was startled as Damon climbed back in through her window. He handed her a note. "From Stefan." He said simply. Elena unfolded the note and read it.
Of course I can't blame you for wanting to keep your family safe. I love you too and I always will.
Elena didn't even know she was crying till a tear drop landed on the paper.
Damon groaned. "Not you too... I'm getting tired of all the waterworks." Elena glared at him darkly. "That's better. I'd rather see you angry then like that."
"Damon... what did you mean that night, when you said you riled Katherine up?"
"Um, well, you see..."
He sighed and confessed everything that had happened and that he'd done.
"You promised you wouldn't kill anyone unless I said it was okay!"
"Stefan agreed with me! You saw what he did! He tried to get us killed Elena! It was self defense!"
Elena huffed. "Fine I'll give you that. Self defense is okay. But when Stefan told you not to call Katherine you should have listened to him!"
"I'm not exactly in the habit of listening to Stefan."
"Well maybe you should be. He has a lot more common sense."
"Katherine already knew you two were sneaking around."
"But you were the one who ticked her off so much that Jenna got hurt! She could have died!"
"I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Don't yell at me!"
"You yelled at me first!" They both glared furiously at each other. "All right, I admit it. I screwed up. Again. I didn't mean to do it."
"But you still did because you weren't thinking. You weren't using your head. You are in so much trouble."
"Oh come on Elena! We'll figure something out. We won't let Katherine get away with this!"
"And I won't let you get away with this either. You messed up royally and you are going to pay for it. You've hurt Stefan and I so badly..." She shook her head angrily. "You said you'd rather see me mad then upset, but I bet you're going to change your mind."
"Uh, what do you mean by that..."
"Come here." She grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him over. Damon was stunned when Elena started undoing his belt.
"Elena! Not here!"
"I can't go to your place anymore, and no one is home or will be for hours, so yes, here." He was even more shocked when after she got his jeans down she started to pull him over her lap.
"Elena what are you doing?"
"You acted like such a childish brat, you just had to gloat to Katherine. You thought you'd won didn't you? Well one battle doesn't win a war!" She pulled harder and he had to catch himself with his hands on the bed so he wouldn't hit her thighs too hard.
"Elena come on this is embarrassing!"
"Good!" She grabbed her wooden hair brush, which was ironically enough called a paddle brush, and that's exactly what the back of it was shaped like. It was nice and thick. She raised her arm up as high as she could and brought it down hard. WHACK!
"Ouch! Come on Elena not over your knees like a little kid!"
"That's what you acted like, so that's how I'm going to punish you!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" The brush didn't sting like the belt did, it was more of a duller pain that spread out.
Elena just kept right on going, smacking first one cheek then the other. "You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"Ah! Come on Elena I'm sorry!"
"You're only saying that because I'm punishing you!"
"That doesn't make it any less sincere!"
If Elena wasn't so mad she might have laughed at that, but she was furious. "Oh you'll be really sincere when I'm done with you!" She started hitting harder and faster, going down to his sit spots.
Damon clenched his teeth and hissed with pain, trying not to make anymore noise. What if someone came home? But Elena was having none of it, and refused to let him suffer in silence.
"Maybe a good spanking will make you think before you do things in the future. What do you think?"
"Elena - ow!" He couldn't open his mouth without yelping. "Do you have to call it that?"
"Yes! I am spanking your butt for being an idiot!"
"Ouch! Elena this sucks and not in a good way!"
"You're not funny Damon!" She started on his thighs.
"OW! No not there! Elena please not there! OW! OW! OW!" He saw a few drops land on her bedspread. Tears... not again... He actually flung his hand back to try to cover himself but she grabbed his wrist and held it to his lower back.
"I'm not done with you yet." Her voice was firm now, not so angry anymore. "We are going to go over some rules."
"That's right. Rule number one, unless it's Katherine, I say so, or it's strict self defense, you do not kill anyone." She brought the brush down extra hard.
"Rule number two. You've been getting along with Stefan better. I want that to continue," and again, extra hard.
"Rule number three. Think before you do something drastic from now on," and again.
"And rule number four. If you aren't sure what the right thing to do is, ask me!" One last time.
"Ahhh... ow..." He tried to get up but she held him fast.
"Sorry Damon but I want to make sure you really learn this time." With that she started making all the blows extra hard, and very fast. She hated being so hard on him, but the harder she was on him now, the less likely he was to do something this stupid again.
"OW OW OW! NO! ELENA PLEASE STOP! IT HURTS! AHH OW! OUCH! NO MORE PLEASE! STOOOP!" Elena didn't say anything more however, and all he could focus on was the pain and her disappointment. He didn't stay quiet this time, it wasn't long until he was sobbing his heart out, openly and loudly. Until he couldn't even yell, just lay there and cry.
Elena finally stopped and put the brush down. Damon's skin on his thighs was very, very, red, and she imagined his rear looked the same. She carefully moved him so that he lay on the bed, then lay next to him and held him. She was surprised when he buried his face in her shoulder and held her back. It was a long time before he started to calm down, and she was glad her family wouldn't be home for awhile.
"M-my mother used to punish me l-like that."
"Your mother?" He nodded. "Were you close?"
"I l-loved her."
"So it brought back memories?" He nodded. No wonder he reacted so strongly this time, she thought. She grabbed a box of tissues for him and he took one and blew his nose.
"The last time she p-punished me w-was just before she d-died."
Ouch, Elena thought. That would bring up issues. "What happened to her?"
"She got sick."
"I'm sorry." She started to rock him, making soothing noises, and wasn't surprised when he soon fell asleep. She left him to rest.
When Damon woke up later, he rolled over and quickly got up with a yelp. His butt was killing him. It'd gotten dark while he'd slept, and Elena was no where to be seen. He was relieved, not ready to face her again just now. He'd definitely had enough of waterworks lately, especially his own! He painfully climbed out the window and went home.
He had hoped to avoid Stefan, but unfortunately he practically bumped into him as soon as he walked in the door.
"Damon? Are you okay?" His brother stared hard at him. "Have you been crying?"
Damon just pushed past him, heading for his room. "Shut up."
To Be Continued...