The Help~(Completed♡)

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Rosa's P.O.V.

I sat up in bed, just as someone knocked on my door,

"Yeah?", I called quietly. Damon stepped in,

"No school." I gulped,

"R-Really?"

"Yeah."

"O-Okay.", I whispered.

"Rosa, it's better to just get it over with kid. Now you have an extra day to recover. Just, go back to sleep okay?"

"I'm not-" I stopped, "O-Okay."

"What were you gonna say?"

"Nothing. It's not important."

"Rosa."

"I-I'm just not gonna sleep. I didn't anyways." He sighed slightly,

"I'm sorry. I was too upset last night to handle it."

"I-I know."

"We'll talk later, okay?" I nodded slightly.

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Damon sighed,

"Rosa why in the fuck would you do that?" I shrugged,

"Stressed and sad. Thought it would help."

"Did it?"

"A little. Getting drunk sounded better than slitting my wrist." He sighed, sitting next to me on my bed,

"Kid, you need to come to me when you wanna cut. If you really want to drink, tell me that. I'll usually let you. I'd much rather you drink in the house than at some party. But you have to tell me. You can't just decide to get drunk and the fact that you got drunk and snuck out makes it worse. You're lucky Mr. Michaels found you before a cop or someone who could hurt you."

"I-I know. I'm sorry."

"I know. You realize you're in a lot of trouble, right?" I nodded a little,

"Y-Yeah."

"Good." He stood up, "Stay here. I'll be right back."

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About ten minutes later, Damon came in with a small box and a ping pong paddle. I whimpered slightly as he sat next me me, putting the box aside,

"Over." I slowly laid over his lap as he slipped off my leggings and underwear, "Stay still."

"Yes sir.", I choked out.

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack.

He stopped, rubbing my now sore butt roughly as I cried.

"You're doing great kid. Deep breaths.", he said softly. He waited until I'd mostly calmed down before I heard him open a box, "Listen, because I know that you understand BDSM and everything, you have more options for punishments than the others. Clearly nothing sexual, but more than just spanking. This is a new one so I need you to trust me, okay?" I nodded. "Just stay very still, alright?"

"Yes sir.", I whispered, my heart racing. I felt him rub something cold on a small spot on my butt before there was a sharp pinch. I hissed in pain as there was a burning sensation, moving around a little.