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I still can't get over Damon fucking Klaus in my bathroom while I was still in the house. I know we didn't have anything... "official" but it's just such a lack of respect for him to do that to me of all people, especially when he knows how I feel about him and how confused I am about everything in general. My little romp with Tyler probably didn't make the situation any better but damn that kid knew how to lay some pipe, his dick was so big and he fucked me so hard I thought his dick was gonna tear through my entire body. Nobody has ever fucked me to the point where it just feels too good, not even Damon had me twitching with pleasure like Tyler did. But that's in the past and unfortunately I'd rather not do it again, unless I got super drunk of course. Enough thinking about that bullshit though, time for school.
"Elena, are you ready?" I called out from downstairs.
"Almost! Go start the car I'll be down in less than a minute!"
"Less than a minute my ass" I mumbled while making my way out the door.
Why did she have to send me out to start the car? I know she's gonna take forever and now my mind will have plenty of time to run through a bunch of new theories, ideas, and other weird shit. I hate thinking, being alone, makes me nervous and it makes me analyze everything hoping I could find something wrong with it. Maybe Damon noticed that? See, here I am already stressing my brain out over him and what he thinks when he's probably plowing Klaus into next me, lucky fucker.
"Here I am!" Elena exclaimed beaming like the sun.
"Well that didn't take too long, guess I caught you on a good day."
"Nope, you caught me on a gym day. Why gym is the first class of the day I'll never quite know."
"Elena, do you think I'm... am I clingy or anything similar?" I asked hoping she'd tear that question apart.
"Hmmm, not really. Maybe you are clingy but just not over your big sister?" she said with her cute pout face.
"Stefan does enough clinging to you for everyone in this damn town."
"That's true. It's cute when he does it though."
The rest of the ride was silent apart from the radio blaring out whatever mess was qualified as a hit now days. I was just thinking, about the obvious. And I'm sure Elena had her own issues to deal with and I didn't want to bog her down even more with my own shit. Pulling into the school parking lot me and my sister got a nice treat when both of our men were sitting at the front table watching us. It was time for me to pretend to be all aloof around Damon.
Elena jumped right into Stefan's arms and the two spun around like they were in some cheesy 90s commercial, while I stood there awkwardly trying not to look at Damon. That all went downhill when he moved himself dead in front of me and I was forced to stare at him unless I wanted to move away and make it clear that something was upset me. Just pretend that nothing happened Jeremy, come on you can do it.
"Cat got your tongue?"
"Oh no, I was just zoned out. Thinking about some stuff" I told him while looking around at the other students.
"I tried calling you this morning, I was gonna pick you up, but didn't get an answer."
When the hell did he call me? "I must have been sleep or something, my bad."
"Let's go for a little walk."
Before I could even reply, Damon was already walking towards the school track so I followed right behind. As pissed as I may have been on the outside, I had the most hyperactive, out of control butterflies moving all around on the inside. There's something about him that draws me in and I try to fight it but fuck me he's just what I want. I think. But still, I can't forget about what he did with Klaus in my own damn house. What kind of person would I be if I just threw that out the window and jumped to Damon's feet? I'm trying not to be too pathetic. We finally got to the field and luckily it was empty so we'd have ample time to say anything we wanted. It was drizzling so anyone who had gym is getting a free period in the auditorium. I just threw my hoodie on, sucks how it takes away from my cuteness by making my head look so big.
"Is there anything bothering you Jeremy? You're acting kind of distant."
"Oh no, nothing's bothering me. I'm fine, are you fine?" I couldn't hide the attitude even if I was getting paid for it.
"Well someone's a lot more cheery than usual. Are we going to do this little tango of passive-aggression or are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" he asked.
"What would you do if I fucked Tyler, or some other random person, in your house?" well, there's no turning back now.
Damon stopped dead in his tracks but didn't bother to look at me. "Um, after I finish beating the holy life out of Tyler or some other damn person-"
"You're gonna hit me next?" I asked.
The silence was deafening.
"Just don't fuck anyone. And don't you dare fuck someone in my house" he said as he began walking again.
"Why?"
"Because I said so, that's why."
"Who the hell are you tell me I can't fuck someone?" Is this how vampires do their relationships? This is so weird.
"Don't worry about that Jeremy, just do as I say."
"So I guess you having sex with Klaus in my bathroom was something we should just brush under the rug, yes?" That was a good way to stop him dead in his tracks. "Yeah Damon, you fucked him in my house while me and my sister and our friends were there. So you want to know what I did next?" Shut the hell up Jeremy, just stop talking. Punch yourself in the mouth if you have to! "I got fucked smooth up the ass by Tyler, and that was without a doubt the best sex I've had yet. I'm surprised you didn't notice my limp, that's how hard he gave it to me."
Oh how fun is this? I can't lie, it felt so good to let him know that I knew about what he did, that he couldn't put some damn restrictions on me if he wouldn't put those same restrictions on himself. I don't know how he was taking it though. He was walking ahead of me by a bit and when I let the news out he didn't turn around and show me his reaction. I imagine he wasn't too good at this moment though because he just stood there frozen in time. I was afraid to walk up to him because he'd probably dislocate my jaw with a flick of his wrist. I think I was a little scared.
"Hope it was worth it Jeremy" he said in a hoarse tone as he walked the track yet again.
"You can't be mad at me! You did it first!"
He spun around and I finally saw the rage in his face, those mighty fangs in display, eyes as red as the deepest pits of hell, veins looking like they were trying to make a break for it. He was in a state I've never seen him in before.
"Two wrongs don't make a right you fucking dipshit!"
"Damon, there is no way you can turn this on me. You fucked Klaus in my bathroom while I was there and you expect me to what? Be okay with it? Just turn a blind cheek to it? No! Fuck that and fuck you! You know how confused I felt about everything but that was nothing compared to how much I wanted to be with you... just you."
I thought Damon and I would finally let it all out but no, he just blew me off and walked again. I stood there watching as his speed picked up until he hit that vampire stride and disappeared inside the school. Maybe he was going to beat up Tyler but I hope he knew that wouldn't do a thing to me, I'd just walk right past it. Fighting doesn't impress anyone anymore, this isn't the 50s. But I decided it would be best for me to just stay away from all of it. I walked over to the bleaches and took a seat even though I knew it would make the back of my jeans wet.
The weird thing about that small blow up was how I gave Damon just a little sample of what I was feeling but he gave me nothing, he just scrambled out of there, as if he was afraid of something. He's always had an issue clearly expressing his emotions and thoughts so maybe he felt a little of the same about me but didn't want to say it. I thought it was kind of cute how he told me I couldn't fuck anyone else, and how he'd beat the person up, and probably me, if I did fuck someone. I would have liked it so much more if he hadn't of had sex with Klaus in my bathroom though. You can fuck the oldest shithead on this planet but if I do it it's time to ring the alarm? Hell no, that's stupid.
"You know Jeremy you should take better care of him."
I nearly crapped myself when I heard Klaus' deep voice oozing out from behind the bleachers. As he worked his way towards me I could help but stare as he wiped the sperm off his cheeks and licked it all up. Then my jaw nearly hit the ground when the star quarterback of the school football team ran to the school. I would have taught it was rape but then he turned to wink at Klaus and all I could do was shake my head.
"Funny thing is I didn't actually glamour that boy, he came up to me I swear. No way would I turn down a chance to get wrecked by him, and I do mean wrecked. If it wasn't for being a vampire I'd probably still be under those bleachers not able to move a single muscle." Klaus was a detestable person but damn he was funny, and a little charming in his own way.
"Do you just sleep around with everybody?" I asked.
"I haven't gotten you yet. And even though I don't usually top I'd make an exception for you... Jerbear" he responded while rubbing my thigh.
"Not interested."
"That's good, you already have someone in your corner but you're on the verge of losing him."
He certainly knew how to get me interested, "what the hell are you talking about?"
"I was under the bleachers the whole time you and Damon were talking. In a way he didn't fuck me? I had to glamour him into it. I've been trying to lay Damon Salvatore for decades and I was sick of his constant rejection so I threw caution to the wind and did what I should have done at the start."
In a hand to hand fight Klaus would easily rip me to shreds, literally, but just hearing those words slip out of his disgusting mouth made me lose all control and I had to land a good punch square in his fucking face. That was the first time I hit someone and made them bleed on contact, not even the fear of facing an original was enough to make me put my hands down. I'd hit him again if I could actually move.
"Okay, I'll let that one slide but if you hit me again I'll be forced to rip your arm off and shove it all the way in your ass. I do mean, all the way in case you were wondering."
"You're fucking disgusting Klaus, how could you glamour someone into having sex with you? And Damon of all people?!"
"Take it as a simple life lesson Jeremy, don't ever play hard to get" then he walked out the field, probably on his way to rape someone else.
But damn did I feel like total shit. This whole time I thought what happened with Damon and Klaus was purposeful, that Damon didn't have the same feelings I had for him. Maybe his feelings for me are even stronger than mine? He is a vampire after all and they have a heightened sense of just about everything. I want to run to him and apologize my life away, tell him how sorry I am and how shitty I feel and just how wrong I was about everything. I can't be mad at him for fucking Klaus if he was glamoured into doing it can I? I'd rather call him instead of going to see him, I can't possibly look him in the face with all the shame I feel.
"Can you come see me? I'm in the bleachers and I just want to talk, I somehow screwed us up." I said hoping he wouldn't turn me down.
"You didn't screw us up; see you in a little bit."