Boooooom, I start it now. A Bamon fanfic like I've always wanted to do. I will continue this when you review!
Chapter 1 Damon?
It was a week ago. A week ago when they all had came back from the Dark Dimension. Wait, not all. One left the group broken and sad. It was true, Damon wasn't really a person to get along with easily, but in the end they all somehow felt like they've lost a friend. Everybody in the group, even Matt, although he would never admit it. They all tried to go on with their lives and go to college together, but nobody made a move from the boarding house.
Bonnie sat there on her bed, a pillow clutched in her arms, her long red curls messed after not brushing them for a long time. Just in a white nightgown she wore since they came back. She didn't bother to change anymore, she was only sitting in her room, staring blankly at the wall across her. Sometimes Elena or Meredith would come in to get her something to eat or comfort her, although Elena always had looked like she needed it by herself. So Bonnie tried to comfort her, but in the end all she did was embracing her with her tiny arms, letting her cry on her shoulder.
Even Stefan came sometimes to mourn with her together. He would have gone to Elena, but he was afraid he would go too far, if she was close to him. He tried to help Bonnie in someway with her sadness, but ended up with his head on her lap, crying his eyes out for his lost. The lost of his older brother. His only family and the one he dearly loved despite the fights they've always had for the one girl. Then Bonnie would stroke his hair absently, letting him mourn beside her. It was strange. Bonnie had been like a little sister to him and he swore he would protect her. Not only because she was a friend of his beloved, no. Because he felt to do so. And now she helped him, like he was her little brother, although she herself was broken. Stefan knew, Bonnie had felt something for Damon...Damon. Long gone, in the Dark Dimension. To save someone he had a soft spot for. And died for the one.
Bonnie felt guilty for Damons death. If she wouldn't have ran up the tree, if she would have known it couldn't be so easy to get the star ball...maybe he wouldn't be dead now. She tried to see something positive of all this like in the end all the people in town stopped going crazy and everything were usual for them and Elena, alive for everybody. But she couldn't, she just couldn't. It was too hard to go on with life with the weight of someones death on your shoulders. Especially the death of someone you loved...
Bonnie felt new tears welling up and buried her head in her pillow, darkening the light behind her eyelids. She had to do something. Anything that would get her out of this. If she'd go on like this, she would get in a deep depression and that wasn't good. She had to stay strong. As strong as someone weak like her could. Yeah, right. I'm weak. I'm the weakest person of the weakest person you could meet. Bonnie sighed and curled up into a ball, pulling the blanket up to her nose. Her heavily swollen eyes slid down and she just laid like this for a while. Waiting for sleep. It needed some twisting and turning, until it came, consuming her, her last thought following her. I wish I could get him back alive.
Dream?
Bonnie felt light. Lighter as she felt anytime before. Although darkness was all around her, and she hated darkness. No, she was afraid of darkness. There were terrible things in the shadows, always seeming like to wait for someone to scare to hell. Someone like her. But now, it was comforting and she just walked forward, her feet barely touching the ground. Where am I going anyway? Bonnie pondered for a moment, but shook it off, It doesn't matter. It's peaceful, so still.
A light in a globe form appeared before her, bouncing up and down as if it wanted to catch the red headed girls attention. It got it however and she walked towards it cautiously. As she was within its reach it flew away, farther and farther. Not exactly knowing what else to do, Bonnie followed it. More and more light sparkles appeared around her, following the first one.
Bonnie continued like this for a while, before the first light ball stopped. She watched as the other light sparkles gathered together to one bright light. Bonnie could just stay there as the light shone brighter and brighter, coming closer to her, until it consumed her fully. She had to shut her eyes as they teared. She couldn't feel anything, it happened too fast.
As the blinding light darked she opened her eyes again, finding herself in a world of pure ashes and nothing else. Where am I? This time she didn't shook it off, it scared her. The thick black substance all over the world, Is this even the world? Everything was black and dark, except for a tiny shine far away. Bonnie looked around herself, but there was nothing else, so she decided to walk towards the tiny shine in the darkness. Or more fly.
Just now she noticed, she was meters away from the floor of black substance and she flinched. She always had been afraid of height, after all she had seen. But this time she didn't feel the panic rising up in her like usually. Instead she felt like she had done this everyday and was even glad she didn't need to touch the ash with her feet. That is odd.
But she decided to enjoy the time without fears. She flew towards the little shine, feeling the breeze pushing her hair as she did so. She crossed the way of endless darkness and blackness, finally arriving at the tiny shine. In fact it was a sheer hemisphere, huge enough for her to get in.
That is it? A shiny hemisphere? Bonnie asked herself as she went closer, confusion written all over her face.
When she tried to get in the hemisphere, it blocked her however as if there was a transparent barrier stopping her. She reached in, but her fingers met something solid. She couldn't get inside the globe. She looked around as if something was there to help her, but of course it was just black and ashes, no matter how far you looked.
As her eyes searched something, anything, they stopped as they looked through the transparent globe, spotting a body. A lying body. Moving his arm a little. But this wasn't what Bonnie shocked the most as she gasped. She recognized the person. She would identify this person everywhere, this man. His midnight black hair and black clothes, his black eyes...dark and mysterious. Damon?
Hmm, so how was it. Oh, I should have told you that this is set after Midnight. Damon is still dead and so on...
So, review please. I will even make it easy for you. I will ask question and you just have to answer with yes or no in order, okay?
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1. Was it good?
2. Was it bad?
3. Should I continue?
4. Should I abandon?
5. Are the characters OOC?
6. Is my writing style good?
7. Did I miss something?
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