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Also again, I want to thank all of you for reading, reviewing, subscribing and favoriting! Thanks for being patient again. You make me so happy! You guys make this worth writing. Sorry for any grammar mistakes. Bonnie should have helped Damon yesterday, but I can understand why she didn't.
Bonnie's eyes nearly popped out of her head as Elena looked at her with a quizzical expression.
"Since when did you like that song?" Elena asked her.
"I just changed my ringtone," Bonnie said, grabbing her phone out of her pocket, turning away from Elena and pretended to silence it.
Meanwhile, Damon took out his phone and silenced it.
"Yeah, I'll change the ringtone later," she said, looking at Elena. "It was just my dad," she lied. Please buy it, please Bonnie thought. Elena nodded and made her way out. Elena could be so slow sometimes and Bonnie was completely thankful for that.
"So anything interesting happened today?" Damon said, getting out from underneath her bed. Bonnie wanted to tell Damon what she was experiencing right now, but she thought that his ego would get bigger if that were possible or he would claim that she just wanted him again.
"Damon, please don't."
Damon sat on the edge of her bed, looking like Rodin's statue The Thinker. Bonnie wondered what he was thinking and as then he spoke. "You know I don't take what we did lightly."
"You said that it would remain there," she blurted without even thinking.
"How could you say that?" he said, his gaze on her intense that she began to study her hands.
"Look we were in a situation that was intense. I thought I was going to die, so I needed to feel alive, so we you know did it." She didn't want to talk about it anymore, because he would always choose Elena and that hurt.
"Good night," he said, leaning toward her and kissing her on the cheek. He got up and left and Bonnie heard the door slam.
Bonnie lay in bed, unable to sleep, because of all the sensations her body was feeling. The aftershocks of their lovemaking were still evident and her body thrummed with need. It was never this way with Jeremy and her heart started to hammer in her chest at the thought of what she had just done. Bonnie knew she was stupid for thinking that she could just forget, or trying to sweep this under the rug. She knew she never could, but she wondered about him. Did he feel the same way? To think that she could put that memory on a high shelf and never think about it again was absolutely ridiculous and impossible. She thought about when she had called out his name, and when he screamed out her name and for a moment she felt like she was in The Twilight Zone. She tried to sleep, but then started to think about who had put them in the coffin? She then thought about school and decided she better go or people would think something was up. The sensations her body was feeling would probably cease in the morning.
The coffin was open and when she looked inside her jaw almost fell to the ground.
"What's wrong?"
"What have I done?" she said, looking at the contents in the coffin.
Bonnie's cardigan and Damon's black shirt in shreds and there was blood.
"You don't think they…"
"I don't think I know."
"But anyway he can't."
"Changes can happen. After all they are both supernatural."
"How would we know if she's infanticipating?"
"We'll know."
"So we have to trap them again."
"This is my fault."
"Mother, you didn't know."
"I never thought-''
"Mother it's okay."
"Only because I saw the future and I saw that he bit her mother and ruined my plan!" she wailed.
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I also hope that you liked who had put them in the coffin. Tell me what you think. Can Damon start to fall for Bonnie? Will Damon tell someone what happened between him and Bonnie?
