Arabella Gilbert ♡ TVD

Ghost World

Arabella awoke the next morning with a thumping pain in her head and a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomache. She quickly dived out of the bed and raced to the bathroom, emptying the little contents she had in her stomache, into the toilet.

With a painful groan, she pushed herself up off the tiled floor and quickly brushed her teeth before walking back into the bedroom.

'Damon'

She quickly wrapped her robe around her naked body and left their bedroom "Damon?" She called as she slowly made her way down the stairs. With every step she took, the pounding in her head felt like someone playing the drums.

She slowly approached the living room, afraid of what she was going to stumble into "Damon" she cried out, rushing over to her boyfriend. He was tied down to a chair, bound by chains and he had a firepoker stick plunged into the middle of his chest. "What the hell is going on?"

"Stefan!" Damon said through gritted teeth, clearly in a lot of pain. Arabella spun around with a clenched jaw when she heard the faint footsteps coming from the hallway and the sound of Stefan whistling a happy tune. "What the hell did you do to him?" She questioned angrily, gesturing towards Damon.

"I didnt do this" Stefan replied, with an amused smile on his face and his arms folded across his chest in a manner that said 'I dont really care', which obviously angered the brunette all the more. "It is pretty messed up though isn't it" he continued as he sauntered towards them both.

"Yeah it is, so quit messing around" Arabella demanded before she wrapped her delicate fingers around the metal pole and pulled it out of his chest, which earned her a painful groan in return. "I'm sorry, babe" she apologised cupping the side of his cheek before she turned around and scowled at her former bestfriend "Don't just stand there looking pretty, help him!"

She then proceeded to bend over to pick up Damon's daylight ring from the floor, giving Stefan a clear view of her delicious ass from under the tiny robe. Stefan let a small smirk appear on his mouth, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth whilst rearranging his now erect member that was painfully rubbing against the fabric of his boxers.

Damon looked at Stefan and growled from the back of his throat and Stefan couldn't help but laugh at his brothers jealous action. He moved over to where his brother was trapped and finally ripped off the chains before he walked passed Arabella "That robe is something else" he whispered to her, sending her a cheeky wink as he walked out of the room.

"I really can't deal with-" Arabella had no time to finish her sentence because the curtains magically got ripped open, allowing the sun to blare through the bare window. Damon's skin instantly started to sizzle and the smell of burning flesh filled the room along with the screams coming from the older Salvatore.

Arabella quickly rushed over to the window and yanked the curtains shut. With panic in her eyes, she walked over to her boyfriend to make sure he was okay before slipping his daylight ring back on his finger. "What the hell is happening?" She questioned in confusion.

"Mason fucking Lockwood" He once again spoke through gritted teeth before he stormed off in the direction of the stairs, muttering under his breath about how a ghost had just got the better of him.

"Wait, what?" Arabella said with furrowed brows, quick on his heels as they both climbed the stairs, taking two steps at a time "How do you know its even Mase? I'm sure you have plenty of enemies."

Damon entered his bedroom and pulled off his blood-stained t-shirt and Arabella couldn't help but drool over the delicious view, her green eyes fixated on his perfectly toned chest, to the delicious v-lines that were showing above the waist of his jeans.