Chapter one: The past always comes back
A/N: Hello everyone! I shouldn't been starting a new story but I couldn't stop myself! I hope to be able to update the second chapter of The Mystic Queen for today. Now back to this story I would say that is about greed, envy and the power love has to get you from the darkest moments in your life. Warnings dark themes: death, suicide, and human traffic. It started in the present, but the first chapters are going to be completely in the past. I hope you people like it and let me know what you think!.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.
Green eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
Bonnie Bennett turned to her side of the bed and closed her eyes to try letting exhaustion win her over again. Fifteen minutes later, she reopened them and climbed out of the bed.
The events of the day didn't let her sleep.
She knew it could not be real, that she had probably imagined him.
However, she could not stop thinking about it, her brain told her one thing and her heart was telling her other.
She ran her hands through her dark silky hair and made her way down the stairs to the kitchen. Her husband was there pouring himself a glass of water, and when he looked up at her he offered her a smile. She smiled in return and
Looked into his blue eyes, she was transported in time, seven years ago, when all the events that lead her to this life happened.
Mystic Falls June 2006
Damon Salvatore stood in front of the floor length mirror fixing his bow tie. He took his blue eyes off his reflection for a minute and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of his bedroom.
Tonight The Lockwoods were hosting their annual charity ball so he was dressed to the nines. It did not bother him to dress up, after all, he knew how to wear the hell out of a suit, but he if he had to choose he preferred his leather jackets and jeans. He turned to see his reflection again and then is when he noticed through the mirror a figure looming in his bedroom doorway.
A smile broke on his handsome face and he turned around to see his girlfriend.
Bonnie Bennett stood in the doorway of his bedroom looking as beautiful as ever, in a light pink satin strapless dress that reached to her feet and hugged her curves like a new Camaro.
She had came into the Boardinghouse a few minutes ago and had been talking to Giuseppe and Stefan before finally making her way to her boyfriend's bedroom where she had been watching him silently for the last minute.
"Hi" She said softly to him and gave him a loving smile.
Damon looked at her and walked the steps that separated them.
He stood in front of her and quickly took her face in his large hands and placed a slow and loving kiss on her plump lips. He kissed her slowly, meaningful and with so much love that made Bonnie melted into him, she grabbed the lapels of his suit and brought him closer to her. They broke apart when they needed to breathe.
"Hi" He said while looking into those dark green eyes that he loved so much.
"Hi, I know you were supposed to pick me up but Care was doing some last minutes arrangements on town so she offered to give me a ride in her way home" Bonnie said while cleaning the lipstick from his lips with her thumbs.
"Its okay, it's great actually. It would give us a few more minutes" He said planting his hands on her hips and bringing her closer. He planted a kiss on her neck.
"Sei Bellisima" He whispered in her ear. She shivered at the touch of his lips on the shell of her ear.
"Thank you" She said to him while biting her lip and then she broke into a smile "You don't look so bad yourself" She said to him.
He laughed and pulled her into a tight hug. They stood in that position for a minute.
"I missed you" She murmured into his shoulder.
Damon pulled away and took her chin between his index finger and thumb.
"I have missed you too, but you know what?'" He asked her
"What?" She asked curiously
"I don't have to go to Washington anymore" He said quietly to her
Bonnie looked at him confused for a second and then she widened her green eyes.
"You got the job?" She asked with merely restrained excitement.
He nodded with a big smile as she launched herself at him giving him a big hug before grabbing his face and crashing her lips into his. She pulled away still cradling his face between her hands.
"I'm so proud of you"
Damon putted his hands on top of hers and took them away from his face, before holding her hands between his large ones and kissing her knuckles.
"What did your dad said?" Bonnie asked him with her big smile still in place.
"I haven't' told him already, I wanted to tell you first" He responded to her before turning on his heels to grab his cell phone from his nightstand.
"Giuseppe is going to be so proud of you, more than he already is" She said with a loving voice.
He smiled and turned around to face Bonnie again. She walked to him to fix his bow tie and when she finished she patted his chest and was about to step away when he trapped her hands between his.
"What?" She asked curiously with a little tilted of her head and a smile when he just kept staring at her silently.
He looked at her sweetheart neckline that she adorned with the gold chain that belonged to his late mother and he gave to her as a birthday present, when she turned 21.
"I love you" He said slowly
Her eyes softened and she looked up to meet his blue eyes "I love you too"
"God you two are so sickening" They heard the voice of Stefan said from behind, making them jumped apart startled. They turned around to see Stefan dressed in a suit sitting in Damon's bed.
"Geez stop doing that" Bonnie told Stefan with a hand on top of her fast beating heart. It always freaked her out how he could appear from nowhere without making a sound. Stefan just laughed.
Damon rolled his eyes and looked at his little brother "How many times do I have to tell you to knock before you enter my bedroom?"
"The door was open" Stefan said with his hands lifted in surrender
Bonnie giggled and shook her head at them. Stefan looked at her, grabbed her hand, and made her do a little twirl before kissing her hand and saying that she looked lovely.
"Stefan you look sharp" Bonnie complimented him.
"Caroline would be more than happy" She added with a wink.
Stefan blushed profusely and left the room murmuring that they had better hurry up and that he would wait downstairs.
Damon and Bonnie laughed after him and Damon putted his arm out for Bonnie to grab.
"Are you ready?'" He asked her with a smirk on his face
"More than ever" She told him putting her arm around his.
They made their way downstairs where Stefan was waiting in the foyers and they walked to Damon's Ferrari, and were out to head to The Lockwood mansion.
George Lockwood knew he was dying. He could feel it. So when he read his test results he was not shock about them. Holding in his hands the papers that changed everything for him and his family; he sat in an armchair in his dark study.
A nock on the door broke him away of his depressing thoughts.
"Enter" He said with his cold voice
The door opened quietly and his oldest grandson entered the room.
George brought his blue eyes to stare at his favorite grandchild. He knew he should not have a favorite, but he did not care, he has a soft spot for the child and he was not afraid to show that Mason was his preferred, he remind him a lot of him when he was about his age. Handsome, intelligent charismatic-George laughed a little at his own vain-The point is that he knew his grandson had the potential to do big things, to be successful, and take the family name even higher than already were.
However, his grandchild was letting everything go to waste. Everything. The years he inverted in Mason so that one day, he will be take his place at the head of the family company. George gave him the best and only the best, the best education, paid classes of fencing, as Mason liked so much, trips for the entire world. He made this child at his image and similarity. He made him to succeed.
And what for?
Clearly not for Mason to after graduate of one of the best law schools of the country leave his promising future in New York to go to freaking Miami and be a professional surfer. Surfer his ass he was a lazy twenty-three young man who partied and whored around at expenses of his family money.
And George would be damn if he let that happen a minute longer. He refused to maintain a bum.
When he went to the doctor and was handed him his results, the doctor tried to give him hope, telling him stories of people who lived years after being treated, but George knew better. He was a doctor himself, and even if he left the practice twenty years ago, he just needed one look at his test results to know he had five months top left. He was still young, just sixty three, but it looks like the bad habits that he carried all his life were finally starting to catch up with him. He was not afraid of death, he was a Lockwood, and Lockwoods do not get afraid, of anything.However, he needed to make sure that after his death everything and he mean everything would be taking care of, hence the reason of his grandson presence in town.
"You wanted to see me?" Mason asked while plopping down in a chair next to his grandfather. He put his feet in the little coffee table and leaned back looking at him.
"Yes, I wanted to see you. That's why I called you" George responded and frowned at his grandson's mannerism.
"Well. I'm here" He answered with a here and gone smile.
"Mason I went to the doctor last month and I'm very sick" George started saying slowly
"Sick? What do you mean sick?" Mason quickly interrupted his grandfather
George sighed and handed him his test results "This are my results, Gilbert gave them to me last week. I'm dying Mason" He finally said
Mason took his feet from the coffee table, looked at the papers with furrowed brows, and began shaking his head "You can't be dying. Look at you; you are healthier than I am. That is ridiculous!" He said and ran his hands through his short curly dark hair; his aquamarine eyes were wild as he looked at the man that practically raised him.
"Yes, I am and that is why I called you. I do not have much time left and someone needs to take care of the family business. It's time for you to step in Mason, you are the only one who can make this work, your father never got interested in business he wasted his whole life and money with women and partying, and now he got in his head the stupid idea of being Mayor of this town. You are different Mason"
"No, I'm not. Please do not make me prisoner of this crappy little town again. I'm sorry, but like my dad I came to life to enjoy and not for run business"
"For God's sake Mason! I'm fed up with your disgusting philosophy" George said angrily. His eyes hold fire as he eyed his oldest grandchild.
"Some people called it wisdom of life"
"Yes, wisdom of trust fund babies who doesn't s has any responsibility in life" George fired back.
"Look pops the guests are waiting outside. Relax that you are strong and firmly
And you are going to find a solution to your problem" Mason said easily and started walking to the door.
"My problem?" George asked quietly. "My problem!" He screamed from his spot in the armchair after his grandson but Mason had already walked through the door.
"I have news about your case" Giuseppe Salvatore said as he grabbed a glass of champagne offered for a server passing by.
Rudolph Bennett casted his brown eyes at the direction of his dear friend since childhood.
"You have?" The mayor asked.
"Yes, I arranged a meeting with this contact for tomorrow. It seems that she have very solid information" Giuseppe answered with a small smile and pat his friend back.
"Who has very solid information?" Rudy heard his daughter asked from behind them. He turned around and gave her a smile.
"Sweetie you look beautiful" Rudy said and kissed his daughter on the cheek "Nothing the matter, Mayor's duties" He reassured with a smile.
He loved his child she was his life. Since Abby left him and Bonnie when she was just three years old, Rudolph just lived for his daughter and her happiness.
"Damon" He said giving the young man a one-arm hug.
"How is my favorite mayor?" Damon asked with a smirk after pulling away from his girlfriend father embrace.
"Good, just discussing with your dad some of the town problems" Rudolph responded while clapping a hand in Giuseppe's shoulder.
Bonnie rolled her eyes at them after she gave Giuseppe a quick hug.
"This is a party why are you two old men talking about work?" She asked shaking her head and returning to her spot next to Damon.
Damon put his hands in her girlfriend's hips and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Yes dad, take a break the only thing you and Rudy do is work all the time. Why don't you go look around the mansion and find wifey number three?" He asked them with an innocent look.
Bonnie laughed at their brooding expressions and jabbed at her boyfriend in the ribs with her elbow.
"Ouch! Rudy Do you see what I have to live through with your daughter?" He asked faking hurt.
"Shut up" Bonnie said smiling "I'm going to find Caroline she said she needed my help with something" Bonnie informed them before turning around to face Damon and gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek.
Damon watched her go and could not wipe off the smile on his face even if someone gave him a million dollars.
"Where is your brother?" Giuseppe asked Damon and looked around the grand salon for his younger son.
Damon took his blue eyes off his girlfriend, to see his father; he shrugged "I don't know. We arrived together but then he went to another direction. I think he is with Klaus"
"I'm going to find him" Giuseppe said and gave his older son a tight hug "Everything is going to be fine. You can do it" He whispered in his son's ear and he pat his back before making his way around the mansion.
"Rudy I have something to ask you" Damon said nervously and looking him square in the eyes, he cleared his throat and continue "But not here Bonnie can't hear what I need to tell you" He finished saying.
Rudy had a surprised look on his face "Sure son, we can go outside if you want"
"Yes, that will be fine" Damon responded and they made their way to the Lockwood's garden.
"They can't do anything fine, I told them that the dancers were supposed to be here at seven. Is seven thirty and they are not here!" Caroline told her best friend with a frustrated look on her face and running her hands through her perfect done hair
"Hey stop, you are going to ruin your hair" Bonnie said and like she knew would happen, that made Caroline stopped.
"Look I know you like everything to go perfect and you get really bossy doing so" At Caroline's look Bonnie added " What I'm trying to say is that something else is bothering you and you know it, so spill"
Caroline sighed and sat in the chair in front of her vanity. Her dark night blue dress was sparkling under the light of her bedroom.
"It's Stefan. I don't know what is going on between us and it's killing me! I mean are we dating? Are we friends with benefits? Fuck buddies?" She asked at her friend, her blue eyes shinning with sorrow.
"I don't have the answers to that questions, just Stefan has. However, what I can tell you is that you should talk to him, tell him your doubts and worries. You two are best friends, talking never was difficult for you guys" Bonnie reasoned
"That was before we have sex" Caroline said huffing.
"You two knew what you were getting yourselves into when you decided to take the next step on your friendship. I'm sorry for telling you this but I think the Klaus' factor is what is holding him back. I know you and Klaus have broken up like a year ago, but they are best friends Caroline. You know Stefan he probably feels guilty" Bonnie said while leaning against the white marble Vanity.
"I don' know, but you are right. I will talk to him tonight because I can't keep doing this, it's been five months Bon" Caroline told her petite friend.
"I know" She said stroking her friend's back "But now get up that you have a party to run and a dress to show" She said with a wink.
Caroline smiled a little and rose to her feet, she interloped her arm with Bonnie's and descended the grand marble staircase to the salon, when they reach the bottom they saw the Salvatore brothers talking animatedly next to the bar.
"You need to think about it Stefan" Damon said while calling the bartender to poured him a drink "It's a big opportunity for you, writing is your passion if you have this chance, take it. You are going to regret it later on if you don't" He told his little brother and took a sip of his bourbon, placing the tumbler on the wooded bar counter he caught the figure of his girlfriend approaching in his peripheral vision.
"Think about it. Now if you would excuse me. I have a girlfriend to ravish"
Stefan cringed "TMI!"
Damon winked at him and walked the little steps that separated him of his woman. He took Bonnie by the hand and started leading her away from the crowded room.
"Hey! She was talking to me!" Caroline said indignantly.
"Wasbeing the operational word Barbie" He said as he started leading Bonnie across the grand salon "And stop furrowing your brows like that, you are going to get Stefan's brooding forehead" He said warningly
Stefan furrowed his brow at his brother's comment.
"Idiot" Caroline murmured and turned to face Stefan in the bar counter.
"I'm glad to found you here, we need to talk" Caroline said with her blue eyes locking on his green ones.
Stefan's brows almost kissed his hairline "Okay" He said slowly "Is everything okay?" He asked his best friend.
"I don't know" She answered honestly.
He nodded and signaled her to started speaking. Caroline sighed this was not the best place to talk abut their relationship but she would take what she can whilst she still have that little courage to speak with him.
"What are we Stefan?" At his confused look, she elaborated "Are we dating? Are we fooling around? I need to know what we are doing before one of us or both got hurt" Caroline said with confident voice
On the outside, she looked so calmed and composed but in the inside, she was dying. She feared how his response will be with all her heart.
He took a shake intake of breath before releasing it and responding her questions "Caroline I'm still not over her "He answered looking down at his glass with a pained look on his face.
He hated himself when he looked up to meet Caroline's eyes and saw how much sadness they held, probably mirroring his. He wanted more than anything to love her like she deserved, but he needed to be honest with her. He loved her but it was not the right time and he knew he was an idiot for leading her in when he still had feelings for other woman.
"I understand. Thanks for being honest with me Stefan. I have to go to look for my brother" She said rushing and turning to walk away, fighting the tears that were threatening to fall.
"Caroline!" She heard Stefan's voice calling after her as she walked out but she didn't turn around.
Bonnie giggled as Damon started giving her open-mouthed kisses on her neck.
"Damon" She called him but got no response "Damon" She said finally pulling him away from her
"What now?" He asked groaning.
"We can't do this here" She said with a serious look on her face
"Why not? I haven't seen you in a week!" He said impatiently "A week!" He reiterated with widened eyes.
Bonnie rolled her eyes at his dramatics and walked closer to him until she was pressed intimately against him
"I told you not here" She whispered hotly on his ear "I have some place I would like to try" She said biting his earlobe before backing away and walking in the direction of the little room door.
She stopped at the door when she noticed he wasn't following her.
"Are you coming?" She said throwing a seductive glance over her shoulder.
Damon shook his head broking from his stupor "You bet" He said smirking at her.
After they reentered the grand salon, Bonnie looked at the direction of the marble staircase; she was about to head that way when a figure stood before them blocking their way.
Looking up Bonnie saw a pair of familiar blue eyes.
"Mason?" She asked in shocked. She hadn't seen him since he left for college five years ago.
He smiled. That cocky smile she loved so much.
"Don't I get a hug?" He asked with his arms opened.
She looked up at Damon who mirrored her expression and nodded before giving Mason a tight hug
Chapter end.
