Title: Just one night, please?
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Bonnie/Damon Stefan/Elena
Playlist: Safe and Sound By: Taylor Swift & The Civil Wars
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They belong to L.J. Smith/The CW.
A/N: alrighty! Intense chapter right here, I already had goosebumps! Have any of you seen Kat graham music video for " Put Your Graffiti On Me?" it's almost at a millions views in less than a week! I'm so happy and excited for her. Please check it out Bamon fans and support her like all those celebrities on twitter did! Okay I'll stop rambling, ENJOY.
"But the sale said it's still going till tomorrow, how are you telling me you don't have any more of these heels till next year!" Bonnie yelled at the employee, glad she wasn't holding up any line filled with pissed of customers.
The 5'6 tall blonde haired women in about her early twenties rolled her eyes, fiddling with her cell phone.
"Ma'am, please don't raise your voice, or I will have to call my manager."
"Why would you have to, I can see the pair of shoes right behind you, on the god damn shelf!"
Bonnie was furious, no anything past furious. There was too much she had to deal with. Not to mention she just came back from the Salvatore's residence, completely embarrassed herself, then had to deal with the fact that whatever Damon was feeling for her, was basically his way of mourning over the simple truth...that Elena wouldn't fall for him as hard as she fell for Stefan. Bonnie had to look him in the eye and put on the tough girl act, because breaking down could just possibly be too easy. The witch cringed imagining Damon showcasing one of his sarcastic grins.
Suddenly Bonnie's thoughts were interrupted, as she watched Rebecca waltz right up to the women at the counter, then frowned as she used compulsion.
"Bloody Hell, give her the damn shoes, and put in one of those expensive diamond rings while you're at it k?" The blonde whispered violently grabbing the collar of the women's shirt.
The women spun around grabbing the expensive shoes with the diamond ring in hand, clearly oblivious to what had just happened.
Bonnie stared wide eyed at the original not at all impressed she used compulsion on an innocent person but immediately pushed the thought aside as she held her beloved BCBG heels she had been saving up for since she was fifteen. It was a hobby, so what?
"Don't worry, I've got this," Rebecca smiled, swiping her black credit card.
"What do you want Rebecca". Bonnie whispered crossing her mocha creamy arms over her chest.
"Oh nothing, I just wanted to know how Lucy's doing, we were good friends you know." She smiled fiddling with the end of her golden locks.
"Well whatever information you're trying to pull out of me isn't going to work, I've met her once and I know nothing about her", Bonnie lied rolling her eyes making her way out of the seductive store.
She secretly left mystic falls last summer giving the best excuse... visiting family. They practiced spells making potion and all that witchy voodoo stuff after her grandmother sadly passed away. It was actually fun she thought, remembering how easy life felt without trying to save someone's ass from danger or worrying about vampires who never gave a shit about her, it felt...nice. Bonnie knew she couldn't tell Rebecca she was had been with her and considering Lucy said she was trouble, but she actually missed all the fun times they had sleeping with models and shopping in France. Lucy also told Bonnie she was like a mini Buffy the vampire slayer, just without compassion and all fight. Bonnie couldn't quite understand how childish Rebecca was, maybe she was just a teenager at heart trying to find someone to give a damn about her, or tried to find people to use in order to drown that lonely feeling. Join the club the green eyed girl thought, frowning.
"Remember I'm an original Bonnie, I can smell the denial off of you."
Rebecca chuckled, cornering her in to the hollow change room.
Bonnie's heart raced, thinking how she got in to this mess and weighing out her options to escape.
"Look I don't want any trouble, just leave me alone and I'll be out of your way," The brunette whispered violently as she bumped in to Rebecca's arm, knowing too well her vampire strength would just get her in to more harm.
"Let me out Rebecca.''
"I'm sorry I don't do well with directions," The Barbie blonde smiled in amusement.
In one quick movement Rebecca had her hand across the witch's neck, chocking her as her feet dangled in the air.
"Don't even think about screaming witch, I'll have everyone's neck snapped in the matter of seconds. All I want is some information can you do that for me? Hmmm?"
Bonnie nodded her head violently, hoping her begging was enough for Rebecca to unhand her. She gasped for air, touching her neck to see if any bones were fractured. There were bright purple bruises all across her neck, Bonnie held back tears knowing she couldn't show any wear
" Oh calm down, you have witch blood, you'll be fine."
"Lucy wouldn't want to be with you again, you used her." Bonnie's nostrils flared, her blood boiling.
"Bonnie is that you in there?" Elena's voice yelled.
Suddenly Rebecca was gone in a flash, leaving Bonnie to fix herself up, and luckily found a scarf lying on the change room floor. It didn't seem used considering there was a price tag on it, but she didn't want either Elena or Caroline to ask questions, she had enough drama for the day.
Bonnie stepped out of the change room, the creamy colored curtains brushing her arms as she greeted her shocked two best friends.
"Here we go," the witch whispered.
"Bonnie what the hell," Caroline started.
"We thought you weren't feeling well, way to ditch us, are you okay?" Elena asked, tucking her brown locks behind her ear.
"I'm fine, just forgot to pick up these shoes, you know... I've wanted them since elementary.." she smiled sadly feeling an odd feeling in her throat.
No she wasn't fine, up to when Elena started dating Stefan her life has been totally utter hell, from day after day feeling as if someone were about to jump her in a dark alley, or as if the world she knew was about crumble beneath her own fingers she couldn't shake the feeling of always being alone. Maybe that's how Rebecca felt? Maybe that's how she came to be the lonely serial killer she is today? Bonnie shook her head, erasing the thoughts in her head as she thought of a way to leave the store without causing a scene.
"Bon, i love that scarf, are you going to buy it?" Caroline gleamed grabbing the scarf from her bruised neck.
Silence filled the small circle as Bonnie bowed her head, embarrassedly aware of the two girls in front in her gazing with wild eyes at the witch's throat.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT BONNIE". The curly blond blue eyed screamed examining closely at the blue black bruising knowing it couldn't be from sex.
Bonnie hid a small sobbed as Caroline touched one of the bruises with her index finger, quickly jumping considering the fact she barely even applied any pressure to the wound.
"Bonnie your throat is fractured, it isn't just deep bruising, with vampire strength, your throat will slowly lose its ability to pass air through your lungs, and you need to drink my blood right now." She pushed the green eyed with back in to the change room with Elena in tow. Just when Caroline was about to bite in to her wrist, Elena grabbed her arm, before he could rip in to her soft flesh.
"Care, you drank a bottle of vervain this morning, you can't give that to Bonnie."
" What do you mean; they're absolutely harmless towards humans Elena". Caroline looked at the brunette shaking her head confused with what she was attempting to imply as Bonnie spoke up.
"Lucy... Umm told me, if a witch is bitten by a vampire, vervain will essentially reverse the transition it has on humans but with witches... Humans aren't affected by it, but for me... After Damon..."
"I don't understand..." Caroline spoke, her manicured pink nails resting on her hips.
"It's... Complicated… You just…" Bonnie couldn't finish her sentence; the inside of her throat began to burn, as if someone purposely lit it on fire. She slapped her chest, hoping air would go through, but gave up as soon as Caroline pick her up, and sped out of the store, the mall and in to her car. She placed her in the back seat, a tear rolling down her sun tan face as Bonnie passed out. She knew she had to get Bonnie out of there, and knew Elena would keep the manager from calling the police from the sudden outburst. So she called the one person who could and would help...Damon.
At the Boarding House
"Her temperatures rising, what the hell is causing this?" Stefan whispered loud enough for the whole scoot gang to hear.
"Call Lucy…" Damon yelled, his eyes wild, frowning deeply. Just this morning Bonnie had walked in on his conversation with Stefan and she couldn't handle it. She couldn't take the pain, and just left. Yea maybe he fucked when he told her all of this struggle and challenges were for Elena, considering the fact she knew he felt a little something for her... But it wasn't the complete romantic kind of something. He wanted to feel that way for…someone else, and Bonnie was the only candidate that made him feel the way she made him feel different, sane, worthy of living. He could stand to see her unconscious, & the thought of her dying… Well let's just say it wouldn't be an option. Damon couldn't care less they weren't on great terms right now, but his only priority was to heal her, and if that would cost him how life... Then . be. it.
Everyone in the house had gathered in the over sized guest room where Bonnie laid on the crimson sheets, her beautiful curly hair fanning on to a white creamy pillow. Her eyes lids shut tightly, and her mocha creamy skin getting paler by the moment, even when she was on the verge of drying she was still beautiful, Damon thought to himself.
Everyone paced through the room, speaking in hushed whispers as Caroline finally got off the phone with Lucy.
"What did she say blondie," The older Salvatore began crossing his arms, trying to stare at his witch.
"She...she..."
"Spit it out"!
"She's dying".
All eyes froze, the room becoming as quiet as an empty room. Stefan stared at Damon hoping he wouldn't lose control. There was a way to save her, there's always a way, Stefan thought.
"No...No... She can't be, he didn't drink any vervain remember? Unless someone snuck in to her house, and poured it in to her water bottle... "
Elena didn't move, she remember this morning fishing in to Bonnie fridge for something to drink, but found there to be just water. She saw a bottle uncapped, quickly covering it, not wanting it to spill so she would have to clean it up.
Elena ran downstairs towards the front of the hall not aware Stefan had followed her; she laid her eyes on Bonnie's shoulder bag, then slowly opened the cover to reveal the half finished bottle. Stefan grabbed the bottle she handled, quickly bringing it to his nose.
"There's vervain, someone who did this must have known Bonnie's body would react like this, someone who had access to her house... possibly someone who could have been compelled..."
Elena's eyes grew wide, her brown eyes piercing through him." I haven't drunk vervain in a week Stefan… And this morning Rebecca came to threaten me as usual then I... ". Elena couldn't finish her sentence she dropped to the floor cupping her mouth, as Stefan held her. Her body shook, trying to mask her sobs of sorrow.
"I killed my best friend!"
Who knew you're best friend could be the number one target to watch out for? Oh Mystic Falls...
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A/N: Alright hope you enjoyed that chapter, still deciding if I liked it, but I worked hard so I really hope you tell me what you think. R&R for some serious Bamon in the next chapter ;)
VD comes back in a couple of weeks, and more Delena.. Can't handle it.. .And Jamie as her love interest? Someone shoot me.
Ta ta for now! And enjoy Bamon!
