Arabella Gilbert ♡ TVD

After School Special

After returning home, Stefan and Caroline had filled the brunette in on everything that had happened during her time at the lake house, before she eventually made her way upto bed.

Sleeping in her bed without Damon felt like torture and she barely managed to get a wink of sleep.

Arabella was sat at her vanity getting herself ready for the day when she  received a text message from Caroline, informing her that Klaus had murdered Carol Lockwood. He had drowned her in her own fountain on her own property.

Without a second thought, she rushed out of her room, racing her way towards Stefan's room to see if he had heard the dreadful news. Pushing open the hardwood door, she was met with a shirtless Stefan as he paraded around his bedroom in nothing but his boxers. Arabella didn't faulter as she entered the room. "Did you hear about Carol?" She questioned as she dropped herself down on his bed. He slowly nodded his head with a saddened expression. "I can't believe he did that! After everything Tyler did for him!" She spoke feeling the anger rise up deep inside. "I'm gonna kill him!"

"I know." Stefan said as he quickly walked back into his joined bathroom. "As for you killing him, I'd maybe stay away. He was clearly trying to send a message." Arabella climbed off the bed and started tidying up his room, bending down to pick up some clothing that was on the floor. "Elena said they're having a memorial at the school."

He walked out the bathroom and his breath got caught in the back of his throat when he was met with one hell of a delicious view.

"Seriously, Stef! Your bedroom looks like a laundrette." She said as she stood up straight and turned around. She felt her cheeks flush red at the lustful gaze he was sending her as his eyes slowly raked up her exposed legs. He started edging his way closer towards her and she quickly held out the handful of washing. "Are you going to the memorial?" She questioned.

Stefan shook his head and tried to focus on something other than the fact that she was clearly naked underneath the shiny, silk robe. He knew what he had to do, what he needed to tell her, to see if what they thought was true.

"Why not?" She asked as she stepped closer to him. "You have to go, Stef! This is Carol Lockwood, the Mayor of our town."

He could smell the sweet smell of Strawberry and Vanilla extract and he wanted nothing more than to make paintings on her body with his tongue, to taste her, to claim her shiny plump lips with his own, to make her moan his name on repeat, to beg him not to stop. As she got closer, he seemed to snap out of his dirty thoughts and took a step back. "I'm sorry, uh- what did you say?"

Arabella let out a frustrated sigh as she shook her head at the younger Salvatore. "Ugh, you're impossible. It doesn't matter." She muttered at him as she walked around him to head out of his room. "I'll just see ya later."

Arabella had left the younger Salvatore to his thoughts, to which she didn't know was filled with her and only her, she returned to her room to continue getting ready.

"What to wear? What to wear?" She mumbled to herself as she scanned through her large selection of clothes.
The sudden sound of her ringtone echoed around the room and she quickly walked over to pick it up.

Damon❤️ is calling...

She swiped the green button to answer it and placed it on speakerphone before she got back to searching her wardrobe.

"Hey." She said as she raked through her dress collection before her eyes found the perfect little black dress.

"Hey you." Damon spoke lovingly down the phone and Arabella couldn't help but roll her eyes. He told her to leave and he expected her to be okay. "You didn't answer my calls or texts last night, you had me worried."