Threesomes Are Suppose To Be Fun!

Arizona

Caroline woke up to her head pounding and an overall body ache. As she slowly came too, she realized that none of her surroundings looked familiar. Her eyes darted quickly around the room she was in and she started hyperventilating. Somebody must have kidnap her!

Her memory suddenly came back, pieces and pieces of it slamming into her mind at full force. Damon! That fucking asshole!....Where am I?

Caroline tried to get up, but the pain was unbearable. There is no way in hell that one dose of vervain can cause this much pain. Damon must of put something in it. Probably made Bonnie curse it.

She laid back down, realizing that it was impossible to even attempt to move in this condition. Where the hell is Damon?

She started to really look at her surroundings and when she turned her head, she saw a needle on the dresser near the bed with a note attached to it. She slowly reached over to the needle and pulled it back to her. The note said:

This will help get rid of the pain, I will be back at 8.

Damon must of have wrote this! What was so important that he had to leave her there in pain!

She hesitantly placed the needle on her skin. Every since the incident in 1997, when Elena manage to get a needle from her fathers job as a surgeon and played "doctor" with her and Bonnie, Caroline has been of needles.

She applied a little bit more pressure onto the needle until it broke through her skin. She pressed the top of it and she could a cool sensation running down her veins. It made her feel.....euphoric.

"I had a witch make that for you." As soon as she heard that voice she quickly sat up and gave him the most angriest, the most disgusted, and the most pissed off expression she could muster. She whooshed towards him, fangs baring at him and attempted to grab him by throat, but due to Damon being older, he easily grabbed both her hands, turned around and pressed her against the wall behind him. His held her wrist against the walls and pressed her legs against his so that she can't attack again.

Caroline grew more angry and try to wiggle her way out that position, but to no avail.

"Damon! Let. Go. Of. Me!" She ordered.

"Not until you calm down," he growled through clenched teeth.

"You fucking kidnap me!! Why should I calm down?!?"

"Listen Blonde, I've been taking it easy on you for so long now....you finally pushed me enough to snap." Caroline scoffed.

"Taking it easy on me?" she repeated in disbelief. "So you call 'finding every opportunity to talk shit about me' taking it easy?" Damon nodded.

"If I didn't like you, I would have killed you by now."

"The only reason you haven't killed me is because your obsess with my best friend and it would just break her heart if something happened to me." Damon rolled his eyes and released her.

"Whatever."

"Ha, so you admit it," Caroline teased while rubbing her wrist. Damon is really strong.

"I admit nothing."

"Sooo, you admit there's something to admit?"

"No." Caroline huffed.

"I don't care anyways."

"Really?" He asked as if he didn't believe her.

"I don't!" She denied. "Where the hell are we anyways?!"

"Arizona." Caroline eyes widen and she face turned red out of anger.

"What. The. Fuck. Man! Take me back."

"To Mystic Falls?"

"NO TAKE ME TO MIAMI."

"Well I would..."

"What?"

"You know that witch I said I had make you that syringe of happiness?" Caroline nodded, trying to see where he was going with this. "I told her to create a spell to keep you in Arizona."

"What the hell does that mean?" She growled, ready to attack again.

"It means," Damon started carefully, starting to get nervous at the crazy look in her eye. "You can't leave Arizona for two months. Like you physically can't leave." Caroline gave out a warning growl and once again when she tried to attack Damon, she ended up pressed against the wall.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU DAMON!!!"

"Listen calm down. We'll have as much fun here as you would have in Miami." Caroline pushed him off and ran out the room door. "Come on where are you going?"

"IM GOING ELENA TO TELL HER WHAT HER PSYCHOTIC BOYTOY JUST DID!!"

"You're overreacting," Damon told her while following her down the stairs. "Ok look, how about I take you shopping. You know how rich I am."

Caroline paused and looked over her shoulders a little bit.

"No limit?" Damon grinned, knowing he got her interest.

"No limit."

25 Minutes:

Everything Caroline saw, she placed in the shopping cart. Even if it unnecessary, like the wooden basket she made Damon buy. When Damon pointed this out, she casually reminded him how he kidnap her and held her prison in one of the most hottest state in America.

Caroline made sure they stopped at all the designer fashion store there was. Even Gucci. Yes, she thought everything in Gucci was tacky and ugly, but everything was overalls expensive and she wanted to spite Damon.

While she was throwing random things inside her cart, Caroline heard a loud, annoying squeal behind her. She whipped her head around just in time to see a red headed girl jumping on Damon, wrap her legs around him and gave him a bear hug which he gladly accept. Caroline frowned.

"Damon," she called softly. ""W-Who's this." Damon placed the giggling girl on the ground.

"Betty."

"Who exactly is Betty." Noticing the jealous tone Caroline was developing, Damon smirked.

"Relax baby-vamp," he teased. "Betty is my long time friend."

"Wait, how long exactly?"

"Mmm, about thirty years, right?" The girl nodded her red head and continued to smile brightly at Damon.

"She's a vampire?" Damon nodded.

"One of my closest vampire friends."

"In fact, we used to date," The girl—Betty chided.

"Well not really date," Damon clarified. "Just did a shit ton of sex." Caroline scrunched io her face at Damon disgusting comment. She was even more disgusted when Betty started laughing at that.

"Oh take that stick out your ass," Betty giggled. "It's just sex. You're a vampire right? That means your vagina doesn't get loose, it stays nice and tight because your body always renounces."

"Ok first of all, even if I wasn't a vampire, that's not how female bodies work!" Caroline protested. "It doesn't loosen." Betty rolled her eyes and mouthed the word "Whatever."

"Secondly," She continued. "I'm going to go. You two have fun." She dropped her cart on the floor and pushed pass them.

She left the Gucci store feeling mad at everything. She was trapped in the(in her opinion) most horrible state in America and the guy she was stuck with was Damon Salvatore.

She sighed and entered Louis Vuitton store. It was beautiful. She was about to head over to the purse section, when she heard a familiar voice.

"Hello Love."

Her heart started pounding and her mind went completely blank...except for the two words that were just said. She lowly turned around and made eye contact with the dark blue-green eyes, of the devil himself.

                                "Klaus?"