Hey everyone. I would just like to say this is my first fanfic ever. Let alone one about Bonnie and Damon. Thanks for all the fans I have so far! I'm really happy about it and appreciate it! :) So please review. And the next chapter will be up very soon sometime this week.
Captured In a Daydream
Chapter 1
I sat inside the Mystic Grill on a Monday night, thinking things
through. Most of the time I'd be in hazy day dreams in and out from time to time
ever since...Grams died. Grams was my best friend and just about the closest
thing I had to family other than my dad. My mom died when I was young.
I sighed a low sigh picking up my coffee cup and taking a sip. Most of the
time I wanted to cry, but I was done crying, done feeling sad, but somethimes I
just couldn't help my self. For I only blamed one person for all of this. Do I even
have to say his name? The unforgiveful Damon Salvatore. There I said it.
Disturbia it's like the darkness is the light,
Disturbia am I scaring you tonight?
Disturbia, disturbia. Bum bum....
My thoughts were cut short as I reached my hand in my pocket and
whipped out my cell phone. It was Elena calling.
"Hey Elena what's up?" I asked tiredly.
"I just wanted to see what you're doing...if you're okay?" She asked
seriously.
"Elena it's okay I'm fine. Really. I'm still a little sad, but I'm getting
over it." I sighed sadly. "And I'm at the Mystic Grill." I quickly added.
"Okay Bon, I just wanted to make sure, you're my best friend and I don't
want to see you hurting."
"Thanks Lena."
"Say what are you doing at the Mystic Grill. Are you with anyone?"
Elena questioned.
"No I'm just by myself. I want some more alone time.." I trailed off.
"I'm sorry I don't mean to pry I just...I..." Elena stuttered.
"Elena." I said gulping the rest of my coffee. "Calm down it's okay I
know you're a very good friend." I said as a smile played on my lips.
"Thanks Bon, oh hey I'm sorry I have to go. Aunt Jenna is going to have
a cow if I run up the cell phone bill. I'll text you later bye Bonnie."
"Okay Lena, see you at school tomorrow." I chirped trying, but failing
miserably of sounding happy.
With that I flipped down my cell phone and stared out the window by my
table. I could now see the moon as it danced with the grey clouds and shining
stars. I took a calm breath.
I sat at the Mystic Grill for about another half an hour and then realized
how late it must be. I quickly gathered my purse and was heading for the door
when I felt a presense. A very familiar one at that.
I turned and faced the bar. My eyes suddenly buldged with anger, as
I clasped my pursed tighter that I thought it was going to rip. It was him. The
one and only Damon stinkin' Salvatore. How dare he? How dare he even
be in a public place at the same time as I? knowing that I'm here?
What should I do? I thought to myself even more angry. Should
I go and confront him and rip out his eye sockets?Ugg I just wish he...
he's going to pay for what he did to...
My thoughts were cut short as another voice entered my head.
Ahh Bonnie. Why don't you just come and sit with me? Have a
few drinks? Damon's voice whispered in my head.
I angrily walked over to Damon and sat down. My piercing green-hazel
eyes met his icy blue ones, as I slamed down my purse.
He picked up his beer bottle and took a couple gulps until the contents
were gone.
"So.... Bonnie...how's it going?" Damon said smoothly with a smirk
cascading on his lips.
A pause. I didn't answer for I didn't know what to say. He smiled another
icy-like smile, but I could also see sadness in it. Hmm I wondered..
"You know what I wonder Bonnie? Why the world is stupid. There's no
point in living any more, especially amoung stupid humans."
At this given oppertunity I threw in a smart remark. "That can be arranged
just give me a wooden stake, and you won't be."
"You know I can kill you with a snap of my fingers, witch." He spat.
"You know I can set you on fire faster than you can say.....Katherine."
I quickly thought not knowing what I was saying before I said it.
I saw right then in there, that it was the wrong thing to say. Uhh oh I
thought. He's going to snap. Damon's eyes slowly turned black, and veins
pierced underneath them.
Before I knew it, in a flash Damon grabbed me by the neck and I was
outside the Mystic Grill. He moved so fast with his vampire speed, no one else
saw a thing.
He held me by the neck against the far side of the brick wall of the Mystic
Grill. Squeezing my life away. I gasped trying to breathe for air.
"Sto....stop...it.." I managed to say before he let go. I coughed and
rubbed my now sore neck. Damon just walked closer to me, pinning me up against
the wall. I could feel his breath on my lips. I looked into his eyes, they were calming
down now and turing into the baby blue devilish eyes I know.
"Don't ever speak of-"
"Oh you mean K-a-t-h-e-r-i-n-e?" I said testing him by spelling her name out.
Damon didn't say anything. He just gave me an evil sad-like look. Wow I
never thought I'd see sadness in his eyes. I thought. He always had his emotions
masked and never showed fear.
Right when I thought that thought his face tensed up and he put the mask back
over it. His eyes turned black again, veins spiraling down his cheeks. He showed
his teeth and firmly held my neck in place, getting ready to strike. I didn't know
what to do. I was scared out of my wits. Why did I test Damon Salvatore of all devils?
A single tear drop rolled down my cheek, and I looked up in his eyes one more
time. Thinking my life was going to end, I said one last thing.
"Damon, I lost someone to...and as much as you don't want to hear this, she
loved me. Katherine didn't love you." More tears spilled out of my eyes as I suddenly
closed them waiting for all of this to be over. But when I felt his grip come free of me,
I reopened my eyes. Looking, at him he wiped a tear away from my cheek. I
shuddered at his touch, unexspecting it. Could Damon Salvatore have a gentle
side?
He then turned on his heel and walked away fading into the darkness with
his black clothes blending in with the night.
Bonnie embrace him...he's the one. If you don't.....I rubbed my eyes. There
was a haze surrounding me and I didn't know where the heck I was. Let alone that
voice.....it sounds so...familiar. I Looked down, noticing I was in a white lacy night
gown. This must be a dream I chanted to myself. This just has to be.
"Bonnie,"...the voice whispered.
"Who is..is it?" I squeaked terrified. I silently thought to myself. My eyes
then widened. It was Grams. "Grams!" I chirped. A smile dancing on my lips.
"Bon-Bon. I know you're happy to see me, but just listen. Don't talk. I
don't have much time. This is the last time you're going to see me and
when I tell you what you have to do, don't object, just listen." I took a deep
breath and nodded. "Now Bonnie, I know you're scared, frightened, and sad,
but I'm always with you, and I love you. But...a pause....Damon. Yo-u. Grams's
voice started breaking up. All my ears could catch was the word "Damon" and
a "You." Grams looked in my eyes with sorrow now, her ghostly shadow now fading
more each second slowly. "Don't hate him any more, forgive hi..."
I suddenly bolted upright. Sweat glistening all over my face. It was a dream
after all and Grams had came to see me and to tell me about Damon. She told
me to forgive him? I thought to myself. That's must of what she had meant. I
looked over at the clock that chimmed 1:00 a.m. in bright red letters. I was
definately scared now, even though Grams told me not to be. I couldn't help it.
It was my instincts. I went to the bathroom and splashed warm water on my face
looking at my carmel complexion. I let out a breath and trotted back to bed.
I was in the Salvatore's boarding house, but I didn't have a clue as to why.
The house was almost pitch black but I could make my way through just barely.
Silently creeping up the stairs, I drifted to Damon's bedroom door. I put my hand
up to it, about to push it open, when I paused. Uh oh I thought. The nasuea started
to come, and my mouth went dry. Grams said I couldn't be scared. As I thought to
myself, why should I be? Heck I could set him on fire if I wanted to.
"Bonnie, what are you doing here? In my dreams? Can't I get some peace
and quiet?" I jumped instantly and turned around. Damon gave me one of his
famous smirks, and flashed it off suddenly into a tired look.
Calming my breathing I looked him directly in his beautiful blue eyes.
Wait since when did I think his eyes were beautiful?I silently cursed myself
for that. The right corner of his mouth went up after I thought that.
"So did you come here to give me complements or were you going
to tell me something? Because I would like to get back to dreaming about-"
I cut him off.
"Since when can you read my mind? I asked to him out of curiousity,
my cheeks turing crimson.
"You broadcasted them to me," he said rolling his eyes impatiently.
A beer bottle appeared in his hand out of mid air and he started guzzling
it down. I gently grasp the bottle out of his hand and sat it on the floor. I
then found my hands around his body hugging him. He drank non-stop
because he was hurting, and I never cared. It was even more depressing
when he drunk in his dreams to. I don't know why it dawned on
me now to start feeling so....caring towards him, but I did.
I felt his hands go around my waist and that's when I pulled away
after a good five seconds. He looked at me in a way that was hard to ever
forget. His beautiful baby blue crystal eyes were kind of sparkling in a way
never imagineable.
"Damon..." I said slowly pausing. "I....I...I'm sor-"
Damon's warm lips came crashing down onto mine. My eyes
were as big as saucers now. I couldn't believe he kissed me. I tried fighting
back for atleast two seconds, but I was engaged into the kiss and couldn't
find myself to break free. I found myself wrappping my hands around his
neck, and he returned the favor by wrapping his hands around my waist.
As good as this moment was(not to mention unbelieveable)I sternly took
my hands away from his neck and pushed on his chest. He stopped kissing
me and looked into my eyes.
"Sorry." I said finishing my sentence.
His face was locked into the cold stone face I knew once more. Damon
didn't say anything for a minute.
"Bonnie....I'm sorry okay?" He said coldly. I was shocked. One minute
he's kissing me, and the next he acts like he wants to kill me. My eyes were
hot, and my vision started to blur.
"Bonnie get the heck out of my dreams now. If you knew what was good
for you, stay away from me if you don't want me to snap your pretty litttle neck."
Tears rushed out of my eyes now. My brows furrowed. I was confused. I
said sorry to this jerk just like Grams wanted me to and he didn't care. He was
back to the old Damon. For a second I actually believe he cared? Silly me
to believe something so unimagineable.
I gave him a stern look and crossed my arms backing a couple feet away
from him. He then showed his pearly whites and picked up his beer bottle.
"Bottoms up Bon," He said smoothly as he gave me a wink and a
mischievious grin. Now I was mad. I had pure hatered in my eyes toward him.
He started vanishing away as that stupid smirk still played on his lips. I just
wish I could smack his pretty little face.
I woke up instantly, my chest heaving. Wow two psychic-like dreams in
one night? An important one with Grams from the dead, and one with stupid
Damon I thought. Looking over, the clock winked 6:00 a.m. at me this time. Man
did I sure have a day ahead of me today. School was going to be a drag for sure.
Especially with all of this imformation to cope with. My hands suddenly shot up to
my lips tracing them. Wow I kissed Damon...it wasn't all that bad. Matter of fact
it was the best kiss I've ever had. I slapped myself mentally. He doesn't care
about you I thought. If he did he wouldn't have treated you like dirt after I appologized
to him. But why did I? I know Grams wanted me to...but for what? I thought.
Drapping my covers off of myself, I went to my closet and picked out
some clothes for school. It was the usual. Purple skinny jeans, a cute light purple
shirt that hugged my curves in all the right places, and silver flats. I took a shower,
straightened my dark brown hair that fell down to the center of my back.
When I made it out to my car out threw my school books in the seat next
to me. How could I possibley foucus today in school? I thought rubbing my temples.
About to get into my car, I spotted a crow sitting across the street on a telephone pole.
It seemed to be staring at me with its little beady eyes. Something about the crow
seemed familiar with its rainbow-like feathers, and the way it was staring. I shook
the weird thought off as the crow ruffled its feathers. I hopped into my green little
car and started the engine. Opening my cell phone before I started driving I realized
I forgot that Elena said she was going to text me yesterday. With all the crazy crap
that went on last night how could I remember?
Bonnie. Hey! Lena here. I have some news... I don't want to frighten you
but Stefan says stay away from Damon. He's in total mental mode right
now after what happened with Katherine not being in the tomb txt back ASAP.
~Lena
I flipped my cell phone down and placed my hands on the steering wheel
tapping it lightly staring into space. Yeah of course I kind of figured that. But how
mental are we talking when it comes to Damon? He did freak me out a little the
other night....but for some reason I wasn't all that afraid. I drove out of the driveway,
my sight catching the extraordinary crow finally taking off. Strange crow. The back
of my mind told me. I eased away the feeling once more, heading down the
street, making my way to school. I just had to try to make this day a good and
normal one. But why did I think it just wasn't going to turn out that way?
Once again I thank everyone who read my story! Sorry about some of the errors in it though and the way the layout looked, it will definately be different next time.
