It was too late.

He couldn't save her.

Shock and grief racked through his bones as he kneeled down in front of his lifeless best friend.

Bonnie Bennett.

She had survived death too many times to count but this time he knew she was gone, there was no bringing her back.

And it was all his fault.

If maybe he could've gotten there a second earlier or if he had focused on her and not killing that bastard Kai, maybe she would still be here.

"I'm sorry Bonnie." He whispered, staring into her once vibrant hazel eyes.

He had seen lots of death in his immortal lifetime but nothing had shaken him like this, he knew for a fact that this would haunt him forever.

And maybe he deserved it, maybe being the one to witness her death was karma for all the lives he had carelessly taken, for all the people he had abused most of whom he considered 'friends'

Gently he picked up her body, holding it close to him.

He tried to ignore the lifelessness in her body as he walked out of the building and to his car.

Once he arrived at his Camaro he maneuvered her over his shoulder so that he could open the door to the backseat. He laid her body down and rearranged her so that she would fit, and closed the door.

Damon leaned against the door and let out a tired sigh, he wanted nothing more than to shut off his humanity and travel back down the road of destruction, but he couldn't, something in his body wouldn't allow him to disappoint Bonnie like that, it didn't matter that she was physically gone, mentally she would still always be right there with her judgy little voice telling him right from wrong.

"This wasn't supposed to happen, you were supposed to live a long happy life Bon," He said to no one in particular.

"You just couldn't run away from the danger like a normal person, you're far from normal I know but I just got you back, and now you're gone again."

How was it that they had fought so hard; she had fought so hard to come back and now she was gone, just like that.

With one last sigh Damon moved around the driver's side of the car and was about to get in when he saw a movement behind another car, he squinted his eyes and waited for a minute but then wrote it off as his mind playing tricks on him.

While on his way to the boarding house his phone began to ring, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and glanced down at it, Stefan.

He debated on whether he should answer, when the phone stopped ringing he set it down with a sigh of relief. He honestly didn't feel like talking to anyone, he was mentally and physically drained, having to see your best friend die did that to a person or immortal.

When his phone began ringing again he begrudgingly answered it.

"Hello?"

"Elena's awake,"

"No hi, how are you or anything huh? Just straight to the point, didn't our mother teach you any manners? Oh wait she skipped out without a second glance back, never mind," He snarked.

"What's wrong with you?" Stefan asked.

Damon rolled his eyes. What wasn't wrong with him.

"Oh nothing, just had to watch the wedding from hell, witnessed my best friend's death, didn't get to have any of the wedding cake, the usual,"

"What are you talking about? Alaric's here with us,"

"I meant Bonnie, Bonnie's dead." He stated, before hanging his phone up.

"Someone's got an attitude," a voice beside him said.

The voice was eerily familiar, one that he knew he could identify anywhere, but it wasn't possible because her body was currently in his backseat growing colder by the second.

He glanced back at her in the rearview mirror, and was confirmed when he saw that her body was still there, laying in the position that he set her in.

"Yes I'm still dead Damon,"

Damon shook his head and tried to focus on the road ahead of him, he was obviously hearing things, his mind had probably conjured her up in an attempt to make him feel guiltier about being the reason she was dead, it didn't make sense but at the moment nothing did.

"You know it was nice to hear how I'm still your best friend even after I you know," she made a choking sound,"Now we're best dead buddies forever, I'm officially apart of the dead undead little club that you Stefan and Caroline are in, it's a shame Elena's no longer apart of it, don't you think?'

He turned his head to the passenger's side and saw her, giving him that smirk that so strangely resembled the one that was always on his face.

"Miss me?"