Fifteen with An Attitude

Becca looked up and found Damon with a stern look on his face. He didn't look happy.

"Hey, Dad," she countered as Damon marched toward Mr. Faye's office.

"Don't 'hey Dad' me. You are in a huge trouble, young lady," he said sternly. Becca realized that his blue eyes darkened and she dropped her head.

"Mr. Salvatore," Mr. Faye said as he stepped outside from his office, "I'm sorry I had to call you here. Please come into my office. I need to discuss your daughter's behavior today."

Damon shot Becca a stern glare before walked past her to Mr. Faye's office. Mr. Faye closed the door behind him after Damon walked in.

Becca took a deep breath. "I'm so dead," she mumbled to herself. She waited for almost 20 minutes before the door flew open and Damon emerged from the principal's office.

"Come on, Rebecca," he said, taking hold of her arm. Becca waved at Katelyn and shot her a weak smile. They walked toward the school entrance and half way there, someone called from behind their back, "Hey Damon!"

Damon whirled around, a smile growing on his lips. "Ric? What are you doing here?" Damon asked as he walked forward and gave Alaric a hug.

"What do you think? I teach here, Damon, and your daughter is one of my students," Alaric said, nodding slightly at Becca, "You didn't tell me you had a daughter."

"It's an unexpected thing, but yeah... This is my daughter Rebecca," he said, motioning to Becca who stood beside him.

"Your daughter is a little bit mischievous and sassy, but she is really intelligent," Alaric told Damon.

"Yeah, I'm aware of that. The principal called me and I had to come pick her up," Damon said.

"She made a bad impression on her first day," Alaric said to Damon.

"As the faculty advisor, I suggest you, Rebecca, to straighten up your attitude before you get yourself in more trouble," Alaric told Becca. Becca was about to give sassy comment, but swallowed them when she saw Damon glaring at her. "She will. I'll make sure of that," Damon said and Becca gulped.

"Come over to my house, Ric. I'm sure Elena would be really happy to see you again," Damon said and Alaric nodded his head.

"I will. I miss both of you," Alaric said.

"I need to go home now to deal with Rebecca," Damon said, giving Ric another hug.

"Don't be too hard on her. She's just a kid," Alaric whispered in his ear and Damon nodded his head slightly.

"See you later, Rebecca," Alaric said as Damon took Becca's hand in his.

"Bye, Mr. Saltzman," Becca replied weakly.

Damon dragged her to his car in the parking lot. He opened the door of the passenger seat and let Becca in. He walked around the car and got in the driver seat himself.

"First day and I already get a phone call from school. Do you have anything to say for yourself, Rebecca?" Damon said as he backed out the car.

"The food fight was an accident. I didn't mean to start it, alright? A girl tripped me first," Becca argued.

"But that didn't give you the right to throw food at her," Damon said without diverting his gaze from the road, "And what about the rude comments, inappropriate language, and snapping out toward the teachers? You didn't even make an effort to actually pay attention and take notes in class."

"How do you know? You weren't even there," Becca said, a flame of anger flickered in her eyes. She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Right now is not the right time to give me attitude, young lady," Damon scolded and Becca uncrossed her arms.

"When we get home, I want you to go to your room and stand in the corner," Damon stated.

Damon pulled up the car in front of the house. "Go to your room. I'll be there shortly," Damon told her and Becca bolted to her room upstairs.

Becca walked inside and closed the door to her room, but instead of standing in the corner like Damon asked her to, she walked to her bathroom. She opened the cabinet and grabbed a razor in her hand. She wrangled off her jacket, revealing her arms that were full of cuts and scars.

She held up the razor and put the sharp side on her skin. The razor felt cold on her skin and she slid it across her left arm. Fresh blood immediately flooded down her arm. She made several more cuts and her arms were now covered in blood. She was about to make more cuts, when a firm hand held her.

"Rebecca, what do you think you're doing?" Becca heard Damon said.

Becca breathed heavily and tears were running down her cheeks. Damon took the razor from her hand and threw it on the waste bin. Then he pulled her into a hug.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Damon asked her while rubbing circles on her back.

Becca muttered something in between her sobs, but even with vampire hearing, Damon couldn't understand what she was saying.

"Calm down, sweetie. I can't understand what you're saying," Damon said and pulled back his hug.

"Even your breath for me, okay, sweetie?" Damon asked sweetly while stroking her hair.

When finally Becca calmed down, Damon wiped the tears away from her cheeks. "Let's clean the wounds and we'll talk okay?" He said, taking a small towel in his hand and gently cleaning her arm. Elena walked upstairs and helped them cleaned the wounds and wrapped Becca's arm with a bandage.

"There you go," Elena said after finishing bandaging the wounds, "I'll let you two talk alone." She got up and left the room, closing the door.

"Rebecca," Damon said, put his fingers under her chin to make her look at him, "What's wrong? Talk to me."

"I know you disappointed in me. I could see that in your eyes and I hate it every time I see that. I'm a disappointment. You hate me. I'm not worth it," Becca mumbled.

"You are worth it, Rebecca. Yes, I disappointed in you, but I do not hate you. I love you. That's why I disappointed. Because I know you can do better than this. Deep down you are a good kid. I know you are. Your Mom and I love you. Please keep that in your head, okay?" Damon asked.

"Okay," Becca mumbled.

"I'm worried you could have cut too deep and I wouldn't be able to save you."

"You could. You're a vampire," Becca chuckled and Damon laughed slightly.

"I know. I just don't want you to endanger yourself," Damon said and Becca nodded her head.

"We still need to talk about your behavior today," Damon said, getting serious, "I can't believe you actually started a food fight on your first day of school."

"It was fun," Becca said, shrugged her shoulders.

"Fun?" Damon asked, raising his eyebrows, "Let's see how you describe fun once I'm done with you." That sent chill down her spine.

"Please Daddy don't s-s-spank me," Becca said, still not getting used to the dreaded 's' word, "You said you loved me."

"I do love you. That's why I need to teach you a lesson. You had fun and now you have to face the consequences. You need to know that you have boundaries now. You can't just break the rules and go without facing the consequences," Damon explained and Becca dropped her head, knowing that she was in for the long hard spanking.

"Come on. Let's just get this over with," Damon said, patting his lap. He was already sitting down on the edge of Becca's bed.

"Do you really have to?" Becca asked, still trying to get out of being spanked.

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"Let's see... You started a food fight, you made rude remarks, use inappropriate language, being rude and disobedient to your teacher. Yeah, I say you need a serious attitude adjustment," Damon said.

Damon pulled her across his lap and positioned her to where her feet didn't quite touch the ground, but her hands were. He flipped her skirt up and didn't hesitate to begin the spanking. SMACK!!

The first strike took her by surprise. It was a lot worse than the last spanking Becca got. It was stinging and it hurt really badly. "Owww," she whined.

"I thought I made it clear to you that being disrespectful is unacceptable, but here we are again," Damon started the lecture while raining down smacks on her bum at a steady pace, "What about you and disrespect? Are you two glued together or something? Because whatever it takes, I'm willing to unglue you."

"No. Disrespect. Just a simple rule and you keep breaking it. Being rude, snapping at the teachers, talking back. Those are all disrespectful and I won't tolerate it. Not in this house, not anywhere when you're living under my rules. Is that clear, young lady?" Damon asked sternly, still keeping the steady pace of the spanking.

"Yes, oww, Daddy," Becca whimpered.

"I know that we won't have to have any further discussions about disrespect, am I right? Because if we have to discuss about this again, I swear you won't be able to sit for a month."

"No, Daddy. I promise," Becca said.

"Alright. Now about starting the food fight," he said and tugged down her underwear, "I know you told me it wasn't entirely your fault because someone evoked you first and I'm not angry. I'm disappointed. You should've handled it maturely, by not throwing food at her like a six year old kid. I'm disappointed that your principal had to call me in to pick you up because you already broke the rules on your first day."

"I'm sorry, Daddy. Please stop," Becca pleaded, but Damon ignored her wails and kept spanking her, focusing on her sit spot. Damon's hand hitting her bare skin made her squirm and cry. She couldn't move too much though because he had a firm grip on her. He landed two hard smacks on her sit spot and stopped. Becca was sobbing and crying her eyes out.

He stopped for a few minutes, letting Becca regain herself before brought a wooden hairbrush down to her bare backside.

"Owwwwwwww," she cried and turned her head around to look at the wooden hairbrush with eyes widened.

"I think a few swats with this wooden hairbrush will keep you out of trouble for a while," Damon said.

"Not the hairbrush, please Daddy. It huuuurts," Becca whined.

"I know it does," Damon said, brought down the hairbrush fast and hard to her bare backside, making Becca kicked her legs and tried to reach back.

"Stop it Rebecca or I shall give you more," Damon told her in his low stern voice. Becca stopped trying to reach back, but kept kicking her legs, so Damon restrained her feet with his in order to keep her legs down. "Nooooo," Becca whined.

"Think about this spanking each time you want to break the rules," Damon stated and continued spanking her.

"Have you learned your lesson, Rebecca?" Damon asked her, stopping for a moment and rubbed her red sore bottom.

"Yes, Dad," Becca managed to answer while sobbing pretty loudly.

"Are you gonna behave yourself?" Damon asked again.

"Yes, Daddy. I promise."

"You better be," Damon said and landed four final swats to her sit spot and upper thighs. Becca was in tears by the end of the spanking.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," she said in between her sobs.

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"I know you are. Shhhh... It's over sweetie. It's over," Damon said while rubbing circles on her back. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Damon put her back on her feet without even pulling her underwear up. "Go stand in the corner," he ordered her.

"Nooo," Becca whined and tried to run away, but Damon caught her by her wrist.

"Get in the corner now, young lady," he said more sternly.

"Nooo... I don't want to," Becca said and tried to pull her hands away from Damon's grip. Damon turned her body around and landed sharp smacks all over her red bum. "Stop Daddy...." Becca whined and tried to get away from his firm grip.

She yelped each time his hand made contact with her already sore and throbbing bare backside. "Alright, I'll go to the corner. Just stop daddy... Please," Becca said, giving up.

Damon landed more swats to her bum until she laid limp on his grip. "Alright, get in the corner," Damon ordered her, emphasizing it with the final hard smack on her upper thigh.

Becca got back up on her feet and her skirt fell down immediately. She trudged to the corner, facing it. Damon gently pulled up her skirt and tucked the bottom of it into the waistband, so it wouldn't fall down. Her underwear was still around her ankles and Damon left them there.

"Stand where you are and no rubbing your bottom. You got it, Rebecca?" Damon asked her sternly. He landed two hard solid swats on her upper thighs when she didn't answer.

"Owww! Yes, Daddy," she answered, lifting her weight back and forth to reduce the sting.

"Okay. I'll be back to get you," he said, leaving the room.

Becca put her head on the wall. It was really boring and embarrassing had to stand in the corner like a naughty toddler. She was grateful Damon didn't make her stand in the corner of the living room or anywhere where anyone could see her freshly blistered backside.

Her backside was on fire and Becca tried so hard to resist the urge of rubbing the sting away. The corner time was effective though, because Becca regretted what she did every second she was standing there. It was about 30 minutes later when Damon barged into the room and said, "You can get out of the corner now, Rebecca."

Becca pulled up her underwear, wincing when the soft fabric made contact with her freshly blistered bum, and let her skirt fell down. She turned around and found Damon sitting on her bed. His face softened and there was a slight smile on his lips. She approached him and hugged Damon. "I'm sorry, Daddy," she mumbled to his chest.

"It's okay sweetie. You're forgiven," he said, ruffling her hair, "I love you."

"I love you too, Daddy," she said, making Damon smile.

"Why don't you go take a shower and we can go watch a movie afterward. What do you think?" Damon asked.

"I'd love that," she said. She looked down and realized that she hadn't washed herself yet and she was still covered in food from the food fight earlier and Damon chuckled.

"You look silly," Damon said, a smirk played on his lips. Becca pouted, but couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle.

"Okay. I'll be down waiting for you. Come down when you're done, okay, sweetie?" Damon told her and planted a kiss on her forehead.

Becca took her time on the shower and when she was done, she put on a loose t-shirt and her pajama pants. She walked downstairs to find Damon was already sitting on the couch of the living room, watching some news on the TV. Becca plopped down on the couch and immediately regretted it.

"Oww," she muttered and Damon let out a slight chuckle.

"Not funny Dad... It hurts," Becca said and pouted.

"I know. Come here," he said and Becca snuggled into his arms. Damon let Becca pick the movie and she decided to watch Insurgent. Elena brought double chocolate chips cookies, fresh from the oven, and joined them. They ended up snuggled with one another and as soon as the movie finished, Becca had already drifted off. Damon picked her up and carried her to her room. He tucked her in and kissed her forehead. "I love you Becca," Damon said and left the room.