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Damon's POV
She shouldn't be dying. She's risked everything for us. And now she's dying.
"Damon." Bonnie whimpered. It hurt to see her in so much pain.
"Yes Bon Bon?" I replied and caressed her cheek.
"It hurts." She replied softly. I sighed and kissed her forehead.
"I know." We had gotten really close when she came back. Elena and I broke up the day she came back, because Elena was jealous. So, with all the free time on our hands, because of our single lives, we spent it together.
And then she got sick.
I don't even know what she's sick with, but the doctors had said her body refused to take the medicine, so she didn't have much time left.
"Here," I said as I handed her the cup of coffee I had gotten for her. "It may help you feel better."
It would. I laced it with my blood.
She smiled appreciatively and drank some of it. After a couple of drinks she handed it to me and I placed it on the bedside table.
"Damon?" She asked.
"Yea?" I replied.
"Thank you." She began. "Thank you for always saving me. For bringing me back."
I smiled and held her hand.
"Your welcome. But you don't have to thank me." I replied.
Then a wave a pain hit her and she was whimpering. I sighed and rubbed my thumb on her fingers, feeling completely useless.
Once she recovered, she was laying against the pillows.
"Can you tell everyone I love them?" She asked.
"I'll tell them." I replied.
"And Damon?"
"Yes?"
"I love you." She replied. I smiled and kissed her hand.
"I love you too." I replied. She smiled and I knew it would be the last human smile of hers.
"Close your eyes." I instructed softly. She nodded and followed my instructions. "Imagine a place where you were happy. And then, let go."
I could hear her heart rate weaken. Her breathing coming less and less. Until suddenly, the rise and fall of her chest stopped and her heart beat was gone.
Bonnie Bennett was dead.
She'd come back. As a vampire of course, but that didn't make it hurt any less.
And she may hate him for turning her, but he'd know she was alive.
And that's all that mattered.
I actually came up with this after the previous episode. And it was kinda hard writing this, because I hate writing the deaths of characters, but it's always before their really dead that's the hardest to write. I don't know how the TVD writers do it without crying. They always give us the saddest goodbyes.
I'm not sure if this will remain a one-shot or not. I'm not really planning a multi-chapter, but I have a lot of inspiration on sad writings after Liz's death. If you do want this continued, just leave a review.
Until I know if this will be continued, it will remain complete. If it's continued, I'll try another chapter Friday.
Til next time!