Important AN: In this story vampires can conceive because they aren't really dead, but more like stronger humans who needs blood to survive. So their more like a species closely resembling humans but not actually human, but everyone knows about it. So, Bonnie is a witch in this story but its very watered down, neither her or her grams are practicing.
Also story goes from third person at the beginning to first person for the rest, just a warning.
The beat of the nearly deafening music thuds inside her head and pulses throughout her body, mixing with the liquor speeding through her blood like a type of mysterious power, giving the world around her a weightless feel. Bonnie lifts her head and stares at the blackened ceiling inside the club, a smile curves her bright crimson painted lips upwards.
A giggle escapes her lips as she feels hands on her hips, grinding her backside into the crouch of some faceless male, his features shadowed by the flashing blue and green lights inside the club. As if she cares what he looks like. Her short, dark brown hair whips around her face as she continues dancing against the man. He's hot and sweaty, she's hot and sweaty, everyone's hot and sweaty.
Bonnie loves it. She loved life in that moment. The high school senior loved being free like this.
Soon the thudding music vanishes, replaced by another song with just as much intensity but the teen separated herself from the hands around her hips and pushes away from him, into the crowd, before he can reach out and pull her back, ignoring his calls.
Bonnie begins staggering forward, drank in her hand, she falls down at a booth next to a smirking girl, a little older, with long blonde and blue eyes.
"Having fun, Bon?" Rebekah asked sipping slowly on her drink. "You've humped at least eight guys tonight. You tired yet?" She looked amused.
The younger teen smiles at her friend, a sort of crooked grin as her body leans into leather behind her, quickly chugging what was left of her drink. "How could I be tired?" Bonnie questioned as if her friend had asked her if she was pregnant. "We only got here an hour ago."
"And your already drunk as hell, Bonnie." That was another voice, loud, straining to be heard over all the music. Both girls in the both turn to see another girl with long, blonde hair falling over her shoulder blades, blue eyes amused as she watched her friend sway in her seat. "You have to go home after this, Bonnie. Your mother is going to lose it."
"Oh hush, Caroline." Bonnie waved her hand dismissively. "I'll stay at your place then..."
"You vanished on us, Caroline." Rebekah said as slid into he booth beside her. "You were off with the man-whore again weren't you?"
"I saw them vanish into the bathroom thirty minutes ago." Bonnie loudly exclaims giggling loudly at the heated frown on Caroline's face. "What?"
Rebekah winced. "Really, the bathroom, Caroline?" Rebekah sometimes felt because of her being the eldest in their group she was suppose to parent them, keep both girls from doing anything 'too' stupid, well, when she wasn't off doing stupid shit herself.
"I have no idea what both of you are talking about." The girl blushed noticeably even in the flashing lights of the club. Bonnie cackled.
"Speak of the man-slut, and he without a doubt he is going to appear, here he comes now." Bonnie licked at her cup rim, licking away the alcohol along it. "Hey," She waves and says innocently. "We were not talking about you, Matt."
The black-haired male lightly smirks. "Yeah, Bonnie, that's reassuring. Not that I mind being talked about by beautiful women." He takes a seat next to Caroline instantly pulling the girl into his lap. "What are you ladies doing tonight."
"Girl stuff, whore, nothing you would be interested in." Rebekah sips on her drink again, gaze on her phone. "Well... you might..."
The man winces dramatically. "You love me, admit it."
Rebekah levels him with a dull stare. "Yeah and I su - " Rebekah cuts herself off, frowning over Caroline and Matt's head. "Why is he here?" Her questions prompts an attention shift to the left of them out onto the floor.
Bonnie groans unhappily. "I didn't think he'd actually come..." To the left of them, close to the open club doorway was a caramel haired boy with pale skin. He was standing awkwardly back, green eyes framed by black rimmed glasses, were quickly searching the crowd of drunken people. His nose was wrinkled, obviously not fond of the odor inside the club.
Bonnie had no time to duck underneath the table in hopes of hiding from the boy because his green eyes quickly zeroed in on her. A tentative grin spread across his lips.
"Bonnie..." Rebekah says dangerously. "I thought you stopped messing with him."
Bonnie tore her green eyes away from the half-vampire to settle on her friend with a sheepish smile. "Hey, it wasn't my fault this go, Mr. Daniels paired us with one another for a project. I invited him out with us, but I had no idea he would actually show."
"So, your not once again playing with the his poor heart?" Her other friend asked worriedly. "He walked around school like a zombie last time he you played him." Caroline looked really unhappy with her, which Bonnie found unfair.
She honestly wasn't trying to play Stefan... this go. Caroline and Rebekah chewed her out for it enough already. A few months ago, she had been swamped by school-work after being sick for a couple of weeks, she was falling behind, which was a big no, no, at their prestigious high school. She couldn't afford a bad grade, which meant a tutor was needed. She couldn't afford any of the ones hired by her school, so she was forced into finding one on her own methods. Rebekah was busy and Caroline was barely meeting grade quota as is, so her friends were of no help. She is one of the most wanted girls in school, so there would be a slew of nerds wanting to help her, for free.
But there was only one nerd who she felt could help her with how far behind she was - Stefan Salvatore, resident mutt outcast and super nerd. He was always at the top of grading polls by miles, but apparently he usually refused anyone asking for a tutor. But then again Bonnie wasn't anyone.
He wrote her papers, she would, with his assistance cheat on tests, and without fail, he would have her homework ready for her when they arrived at class and all it took was a few coy kisses on the cheek and letting him touch her body with awkward, sweaty hands. She used him, but it wasn't as if he wasn't getting anything out of it.
Yeah, she 'noticed' a little to late that him buying her really expensive necklaces and bracelets and other stuff was a little odd... Fine, the teen understood full well that the forbidden child liked her, he told her as much one awkward afternoon...
"What's up, Stefan man?" Matt greeted Stefan with a small smile, the only person to greet the awkward young man.
"Uh- hey...Matt..." His green eyes on briefly settled on Matt before finding their way to Bonnie. "You - look nice."
Not wanting be a bitch, she had after all invited him, Bonnie weakly smiled at him, ignoring Caroline's glare. "Thanks, Stefan..." Her green eyes darts over his plain blue v-neck T-shirt and normal jeans, Stefan actually wasn't bad looking, not at all but... he's awkward and nerdy, sort of a pain to talk with. Always going on and on about a childish cartoon. Unlike today, usually, his hair wouldn't have been brushed and his shirt would have been wrinkled, it was obvious he had made an effort tonight. "You... look nice too..."
Awkward.
"Uh... let's go dancing," she grabbed Caroline's hand, wanting to get away from the awkwardness which always made it's self comfortable around Stefan, tugging her best friend off Matt's lap. "Are you coming, Rebekah?... You should stay here with Matt, Stefan." Before either boy could say anything, she had vanished with Caroline into the crowd. Rebekah sighed and followed.
An hour later, Bonnie was forced into coming back once Rebekah were yanked from her by sweaty drunk men, leaving her alone and frustrated. Bitches. Why wasn't anyone wanting to dance with her. Ass-holes. Instead of dancing like a loon in the center of the floor by herself, she walked slowly to the table, finding only Stefan still sitting there, looking as awkward as usual. He was lightly tapping his fingers on the table and watching what was going on around him, sort of seeming uncomfortable.
A sigh leaves her and she contemplates going to the bar instead, her buzz was fading fast. 'Thank you, awkward Stefan...' But his green eyes had locked onto her. 'Well, it isn't as if I can turn away now.'
Bonnie carefully slid into the booth across from him, smiling a little. "Hey..."
"Hi..." He bit his lip and pulled his hands into his lap, his leg was bounces nervously, shaking the whole table.
"Uh..." Seriously, she needed a drink. "Did you finish our project?" He better had instead of following her around and being awkward.
He nodded his head quickly, one hand scratching his head. "Yeah finished it yesterday actually... It wasn't hard. I... could show it to you tomorrow, if you want to see it that is... I could bring it to your place an - "
"No that's fine," the last thing she wanted was him showing up at her house again. *** She wouldn't allow Stefan to get the wrong idea again, so they mostly met at the library. "I trust that you finished it and it'll get us an 'A'."
He bit his lip again, green eyes flickering left then down with disappointment. "Oh... I..." She could visibly see him allowing her obviously snub to roll off his shoulders. It was sort of impressive actually. Stefan was able always let things go like that, name-calling, childish pranks at his expense, anything anyone threw at him. Bonnie admired his ability to do that. She guessed being a half-breed meant having to have tough skin. "I've never been to a place like this before." He eventually says.
"Really?" She asked, not very surprised. It was awkward Stefan after all.
"Yeah," he nodded again. Bonnie thinks mildly that he nods a lot.
"You don't actually like it much, huh?" She asked, green eyes floating around her, looking for someone to save her. She watched a couple in the back of the club obviously having sex before, quietly scoffing and looking away. Gross... What kind of slut did that?
"No..." His nose wrinkled a little. "That's not it... It honestly smells in here... I guess."
Well, he was right about that, alcohol mixed with body sweat and sex was a leg weakening, stomach churning combo. Him being a half-vampire it was probably twice as bad for him... She quickly sat up, no longer slumped over, an idea popping into her head.
She was about to suggest he leave when her phone buzzed. Yanking it out of the back of her yellow skirt. A text from Caroline.
'Rebekah and I are left with Matt and his friend. We fully trust Stefan to get you home alright. Be nice to him.'
Bonnie growled and across from her Stefan flinched. Seriously, they had left her. Stupid no good bitches...
"Huh?" Stefan asked awkwardly. Ooops, said it outside the head.
"Nothing..." She glanced around again, hands balling into fists. She was so going to hurt them. She was suppose to heading to Caroline house too. Damn it all. Damn you Stefan...
"Sorry?" What? Again outside the head, really?
"Nothing..." She once again huffs. "Did you drive?"
Stefan still seeming a little concerned, shook his head. "I walked bu - "
"Damn it." Now she would have to walk home. Those bitches were going to suffer... "We're going to leave now." She quickly sprung onto her feet. "I was abandoned by my so-called friends and now I have to leave with you." She ended up saying more then she meant to.
Stefan blinked up at her, but nodded as if he hadn't even caught her disdain for leaving with him, he also stood, standing awkwardly beside her. "Let - Let's go."
Of course it was fucking cold. Bonnie hugged her arms around herself as she walked beside Stefan away from the club, still pulsing with music. The teen grumbled quietly to herself, missing her buzz and planning her revenge. Beside her Stefan walked as if it wasn't thirty degrees out. The girl glares at him. Stupid vampires.
There weren't a lot of vampires anymore, which was another reason Stefan was so unpopular, people were afraid of him. Rebekah great-grandfather was a vampire, but it wasn't noticeable with her so no one cared. Stefan on the other hand still had to register with the VS, and then there was that time in fifth grade with April Balls got a nose bleed and Stefan freaked out, going all veiny-eyed vampire on her.
"Are you cold, Bonnie?" Stefan asked suddenly, she almost tripped over herself.
"Damn it, Stefan."
"Sorry... I didn't bring my coat, I could have given it to you..."
Well, isn't he nice? The girl was smart though, she was sure he was only being nice because he thought he would be able to touch her butt again.
"You look nice for a change, Stefan." Bonnie blurted out, obviously meaning for it to be an insult. As in saying he usually looked like an awkward little boy.
"Oh?" He looked down at himself, a blush crossing his nose. "Oh, yeah? My brother helped out. He usually doesn't... but I told him how important this was."
Ignoring the whole this being important thing, she thought about Stefan having a brother, she had no idea... Which wasn't odd, it wasn't as if she and Stefan were friends. He had none. Was he a half-vampire too? "You have a brother, Stefan?"
He only nodded.
She then realized something. "Why haven't I ever been to your house?" Every time they had been together while he would do her homework and write her papers and... when she would allow him to touch her, it was at her house.
Stefan glances at her, as if contemplating something. Finally he tilts his head back staring at the night's horizon. "My brother doesn't allow strangers in the house."
"What? Is little Stefan afraid of his brother?" She teases. "You could have always sneaked me in when he left."
Stefan shrugs, biting his lip. "His wife was kidnapped and murdered a couple of years ago and he's been... different ever since. He hardly ever leaves home now. So even if I were to try to sneak you in, he would be home..."
The teen girl blinks, staring at a drunk man peeing at into the gutter ahead of them. Did Stefan just tell her his sister in law was murdered? "Your brother never leaves home? He must not work, huh?" They walk by the man, who collapses into the thankfully empty street. They keep walking.
"No, he works from home, but honestly Damon doesn't have to work."
Oh yeah, that's right, Stefan was loaded. Hmm... She began to admire him in a new light. Before the girl could sink any lower and switch from bitchy high schooler into gold-digging whore, her phone buzzed in her back pocket.
Yanking it out, thinking it was Caroline, she already had a glower on her face. But it fell into confusion upon seeing her half-sister's name.
"What is it?" The teen questioned with a sigh. Her half-sister was a product of an affair her father had, making both girls only months apart in age. Now her father lived with her sister and her sister's mother, appearing again every couple of years, which was how her little brother Jeremy was born, who was a product of an affair my dad had with a third lady, but he lived with me and my mom, before once again leaving. It was like clock-work, be with one woman for about two years after and argument go to the other, back and forth.
Seriously her parents are hopeless.
"Elena?" She questioned when her sister sobbed. Her stomach churned. "What's wrong?" Was something wrong?
"I'm in trouble..." The older girl finally said. "Are you... can you come to my house?"
Though their family dynamic was as dramatic as a soap opera with the cheating, affairs and repeat marriages, she and her sister had a normal relationship, like her brother, Bonnie loves Elena. "Are you alright? What happened?"
"I just... need you to come over here."
"Your house?"
"Yeah, please hurry, Bonnie."
"I'm on my way. Hold on, should I call someone else. Your mom and dad are on vacation right?"
"Hurry, Bonnie." Then the phone cut off. Bonnie blankly stared at it in horror. She's never heard Elena sound so... not bubbly. No seriously, her sister was like the happiest person around and annoyingly perfect and nice to everyone. Never had she heard Elena cry, it freaked her out.
"Is something wrong?" Stefan questioned stepping closer.
"No... I dunno..." She was still staring at her phone. "I have to go to Elena... she... I think she's in trouble." The girl began walking in a random direction, still shock.
"I can carry you." Stefan blurted, halting her with a hand on her shoulder. "I... It'll be quicker and..."
"Shut up, you can carry me but hurry, lets go."
Sheep's Clothing
My head hurt, my lungs hurt, everything hurt.
Who was yelling like that? My brows furrow, her fingers fists something, something soft. A blanket. My freaking ears are hurting, likely because of whoever was yelling.
"I will see her." A voice growled, no really, it growled. Sort of sent a chill down my spine, it was dangerous, it was low, it was a promise of pain. "My brother is out there and is missing, you have the answer on how to find him sitting in there. I want to see her. She is going to tell me what happened."
Well, I hate to be whoever 'she' is, guy sounds mad.
"She's unconscious, when she wakes up, we'll contact you first." This was a woman's voice nervous as hell, I don't blame her. "Sir pleas - "
I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a loud bang, but instead of doing that, I simply sprung upwards, realizing briefly I was laying in a bed, but I was quickly focused on the vampire, yes vampire he could not be anything else towering over me. He had gone full vamp on me, with black veins around his blood red eyes. He also had a pair of inhumanly blue eyes. He was wearing black shirt and sweats, looking like he had rolled out of bed, but mostly he just looked mad. ass. hell. He was sort of pretty too, but yeah, mostly mad.
I gulped.
"Stefan, tell me what you did with my little brother, girl." His hold body was shimmering as if he was holding back from strangling me, which he likely was. What in the hell had I done to him? I wouldn't be stupid enough to anger a vampire.
My mind slowly began to catch up. Stefan? Why would he think I did something to Stefan? Wait, brother, Stefan? This was Stefan's brother? I thought he was afraid of coming outside? He was now outside and now scaring me.
Wait. I looked around, seeing I was in a hospital room. Why?
"Answer me." He growled.
I glared at him. Hey look, I wasn't going to let a house hermit intimidate me and demand stupid shit I don't understand from me. "I have no idea what you're talking about and I suggest you back up, buddy."
His lip snagged back into a snarl and I flinched back. What was I thinking? He could destroy me. He looked like he wanted nothing else. After a brief staring match, him staring at me with furious blue eyes and me, well, I was forcing myself to look strong and not as if I was going to pee my pants.
"Damon Salvatore"
My eyes snapped left, while the man in front of me barely moved, still staring at me. Waiting on me to say something... something? Anyway, behind him were two people, their whole body languages screamed out cops. So I assumed... wait... what in the hell is going on? First an insane man attacks me verbally, now cops?
One of them was a woman, blonde hair and pretty green eyes, she honestly looked way to young to be a cop, but oh well. Beside her was a guy, long black hair and icy blue eyes, now trained on Damon. He was sort of pretty too. I'm seeing a lot of pretty people today.
"Step away from the girl, let us ask her. You can stay if you want, but you can't tower over her like that." The guy said. "She's afraid, look at her."
"I do not care. This bitch can tell me of Stefan's whereabouts." Damon guy said. "I want her to be afraid."
"Why would I have any idea where Stefan is?"
"Because you were with him last night, girl." He hissed like a freaking snake. A very angry snake.
It all hit me then, well, sort of. I remembered being at the club, I remember Stefan showing up, and I remember walking home with him and... and... Elena calling... then... nothing. What happened after I climbed on Stefan's back and headed off to Elena's.
"I... he came to the club..." I frowned, head pounding. I closed my eyes. "He was walking me home... I don't..." I clutched my head. "My sister..." I blurted, not very sure why. "Is my sister alright...? I think she was in trouble."
The guy standing over me growled. "We are talking about Stefan."
"Is your sister named Elena?" The woman cops says stepping forward, handing me a card. "My name is Jules and he's Mason were with SCU."
"SCU?" I repeated. "The Supernatural Crime Unit?" That actually existed? Jules nodded with a small smile. I wanted badly to ask why they were here but I answered her question. "Yes, my sister name is Elena. Is she alright?"
"Your sister is also missing." Mason bluntly stated. "You were found laying outside her burning home. You have claw marks on her left arm. What happened?" My insides became twisted, Elena was missing too?
I looked down at my arm and indeed it was bandaged. "I don't... I remember... I can't." I frowned, rubbing my forehead. Why can't I? It was like a big blank spot in my head. I felt horrible about it.
I was in pain suddenly, claws digging into my forearms, by body lifted off the bed. "Liar." Damon snarled. I winced. He began shaking me. "What are you hiding? What have you done to Stefan, you bitch, he adored you, but you were using him weren't you?"
Well, I couldn't go and deny that but... I had nothing to do with Stefan being missing. And why wasn't I being rescued from this lunatic. I whimper, a sob tumbling from my lips. It hurt. Bad.
"Damon, put her down." One of the cops said, I wasn't very sure which one, my head was all fuzzy. Darkness was slowly creeping up on me. I barely noticed when I was dropped back onto the bed. I heard a few more yells and sharp words, I think I heard my mother's voice, but I wasn't too sure. I was out in seconds.