Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Diaries. I can't write anything that good...lol!
Author's Note: I won't be following the show, but I will be starting where they left off. I'm going to be changing some things so won't screw up this story too bad...lol! I was originally going to write a one shot, but I changed it like three times and this is what it became. I hope everyone reading it will enjoy it. ;)
Chapter One: Nightmares
Damon watched the girl as she left her house to get the mail. It wasn't out of sympathy, or remorse for what he had done. It was simply because, he had made a deal. Damon Salvatore always kept his word. He had promised to Emily to protect her lineage of witches, so that was exactly what he was going to do. He didn't care about the fact that he almost ripped her throat out and left her for dead. It wasn't like he intended to go for her. He was actually going after Emily.
He had been watching her for about two months now. She has never once noticed or felt his presence. It made him wonder, what exactly was the little witch learning when she's with her grandmother over the weekends? What if someone tried to sneak up on her and attack her? She would be defenseless, but luckily, she had him to watch over her. He was so busy pondering his thoughts; he hadn't even noticed that she was back inside the Victorian house.
She was currently on the phone. He notices the smile on her face and was suddenly curious to what could have caused it? Maybe it was the person she was on the phone with, he thought. It couldn't have hurt to eavesdrop just a little in to their conversation, especially if this person could be a potential threat to her.
"Come on Bonnie," he heard a voice from over the phone. It sounded like a boy, who couldn't possibly be over the age of seventeen. "Just go on a date with me. I swear you won't regret it."
Bonnie began to blush, causing Damon to roll his eyes. He couldn't believe she was falling for this idiot. He sounds like a wimp. Someone he would be able to take out with a single snap of his fangs. She couldn't really be too interested in him. Bonnie needs a man, not a boy.
Damon noticed the look of contemplation on Bonnie's face, "I'm sorry," when he hears this a smirk takes place on his lips. "It's just not the right time, Scott. There's so much going on and I don't think I'm in a good position to be dating right now."
There was a sigh from over the phone, "Alright," Scott said without emotion. "Well, you don't know what you're missing."
That had to be one of the pathetic lines Damon has ever heard. It's not like she would care, what was so special about him? What could he offer her that would ever be worth missing?
Humans could be so stupid, he thought.
Bonnie simply laughed, "I'm sure," she falls to her bed, resting her head against her pillow. "Bye Scott."
Bonnie closed the phone, sighing with relief. It wasn't that she wasn't interested in Scott. It would just be too complicated to have a boyfriend right now. She could barely focus on working on her powers and school, so adding a boy to the equation would just be asking for trouble.
She also didn't want to take the risk knowing that Damon was watching her every move. She found this out a month ago. She was completely clueless until one day, when she accidentally heard his thoughts. She chose to ignore him for the simple fact that she didn't consider him a threat. Not yet at least. His intentions were good, but that could have all change very soon. As long as he was preoccupied with her, he wouldn't be hurting anyone else.
Bonnie had been getting better at using her powers. Grams had been teaching her much use of them, but she was careful not to use them around Damon. If he found out that she had learned better use of her powers, he would probably think she was capable enough to watch over herself. She really didn't want him going off to torment other people.
She realized she hadn't heard much of him for some time. The witch figured it couldn't hurt to just, 'I'll be doing that little witch a favor by ripping out Scotty's throat.' Bonnie gasped. She knew it was wrong to tap in to his thoughts, but she was just curious to see what he was up to.
'If you dare touch him you'll have me to deal with,' she sent him the message through telepathy.
She sat up in her bed, waiting for him to answer back. When he did, his reply didn't sound too happy, 'What were you doing listening to my thoughts? I killed people for way less offensive stuff than that.' She felt her self clam up when she heard that. 'What makes you think I won't take another snap at the pretty little neck of yours?'
She didn't know how to respond to that, 'You're a real bastard you know that?'
'Well, I try.' She could hear the amusement in his voice. It made her want slap him. 'Stay out of my head witch and I'll agree to protect that pretty little neck of yours.'
She rolled her eyes, 'I don't need your protection,' she says bitterly in her head. 'I can protect myself. I don't need you watching over my every move like some kind of creepy stalker guy.'
'That's where you're wrong, my dear Bonnie,' she hated when he referred to her using any term of endearment. 'You do need me and you don't even know yet, little witch. You may think you're powerful, but there's something more powerful than you out there. And when it comes, you're going to need my help.'
Bonnie would admit, this was beginning to scare her. How does she know if he was telling the truth? 'If you're using me to get back your precious Katherine, you can look again. Emily destroyed the crystal along with the chances of you ever getting to see her again.'
She could hear Damon growl before answering her back, 'I'm doing you a favor here little girl,' she could hear the tension rising in his voice. 'You would be wise to take it.'
'Like I told you before,' Bonnie said, trying to use the same tone as him. 'Do me a favor and don't do me any favors. I can take of myself. I don't need your help Damon.'
'You're making a big mistake here witch.'
Bonnie rolled her eyes once again, 'The only mistake I made was believing in you when you said all you wanted to do was protect me.'
She shut off her mind to him and slumped back in to her pillow. She didn't want to be mean to him, but how could trust him? After everything he's done. After everything Elena told her, he didn't seem worthy of her trust. Something in the back of mind was thinking, 'What happens if he was telling the truth? What if something really bad was going to happen?' She shook the thoughts out of her head.
"Damon's a liar," she told herself out loud. "All he does is lie."
She yawns; maybe she should get some sleep. She's been up all day and she was beginning to feel stressed out. She changes in to her pajamas and stretches before getting in to bed. She shuts off the lamp next to her bed and lights the candle next to her using her powers. She smiles and closes her eyes.
"I can't choose one," Bonnie cried. She watched as her best friend was being burnt at the stake. Damon was placed up against the wall, slowly being staked in the heart by some unknown force. Stefan was unconscious, lying in a pool of his own blood on the tombs floor. It could have also been the girl lying next to him, but she couldn't make out the face of who it was. "You can't make me choose! I won't."
The woman with the light green eyes and the black outline surrounding them stepped out of the shadows. She laughs. It makes Bonnie want to grab the stake out of Damon's chest and put this bitch out of her misery. She doesn't know how, but the woman was now standing before her. She lifted Bonnie up by her neck, leaving her dangling in the air.
"My dear, you aren't strong enough or fast enough to save them all," the woman turned to Elena who was screaming in pain from the heat. "Sacrifice one, or watch them all die."
Damon screamed in pain as the vampire before him stuck the wooden stake even deeper. 'Save Elena,' he told her using his telepathy. 'It's alright.'
'Damon, I love you,' Bonnie felt the tears falling from her eyes. She was struggling to be released from the woman grip, but it was too strong. 'I can't watch you die.'
"Too late," Bonnie hears the woman interrupt them.
She holds out her hand sticking the stake deep in to Damon's heart. The vampire falls to his knees, holding on to the stake. His face began to disintegrate as the rest of his body went up in flames. He was staring deeply in to Bonnie's eyes, a single tear sliding down his own. The piercing blue eyes she would never see again. With one last motion, he whispers, "I love you, Bonnie."
Bonnie felt the tears begin to sting her eyes. Her attention is turned to her best friend when she hears her screaming, in excruciating pain. The flames had risen, completely devouring her body and burning her flesh. All she can hear is the unnerving screams of her best friend, being burned alive. The flames begin to die down and all that's left of Elena were her ashes.
Bonnie looks at the woman, her eyes were now dark and fangs were taking place inside her mouth. "You're next!"
Bonnie awoke in a cold sweat. She definitely wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight. How could she with that terrifying dream haunting her every time she closed her eyes? Her heart was racing. It had to be a dream, there's no way this could happen. Could it?
---DB---
I know this chapter, was short, but I'll try to make them much longer. Thanks again for reading. :D P.S. I know the grammar is a little bad, but my friend is working on editing the chapter.
