A/N: Thank you for your reviews! To SpringOfMay & leox1214: So here is BonBon's reaction to their first night ever (Who knows if there'll be any others):D
Btw, the quote that I used means "I love and I hate" in latin; Just in case you don't know. Has always been the fave quote of my latin teacher:)
Chapter 9 - What brought us together?
"Odi et amo" - Catullus
Bonnie felt an enormous headache. She was definitely not used to drink that much. As far as she could remember she had always made sure to keep her alcohol consume in line when she was in public. So she never had collectives of anecdotes about waking up next to a stranger or at home without knowing how she got there. Even if it was just a party between her friends she had always been able to remember what she did - unlike now.
Actually, she knew for sure that she had wanted to go upstairs but the rest of the happenings seemed to be burned out in her brain. She could only remember a rough wet-dream about Kol which was far too embarrassing. In her dream she had pulled his cold body upon her moaning in satisfaction. It had been so vivid that she could still feel the wild strains of his hair tickling her skin and his body rubbing passionately against hers. Disgusted by her own imagination she pushed the image away. But the feeling was still there. That stitch between her legs. Despairingly, Bonnie tried to think of a spell that would erase her memories about the dream but nothing could distract her from that stitch. And then there was this red nightdress she had no clue how she got in. Her heart started to race and the mortal shame turned to rage growing into a fire ball inside her. That stitch and her dream were far too real to be produced in her mind. Tears of frustration and anger run up her face. After all these years of saving herself for the special person that might occur between the dark shadows and the exploiting creatures in her life she had lost her virginity to an Original vampire that was craving to humiliate her – the malevolent Kol Mikaelson.
Kol opened the door to have a brief glance on her beauty. He still had the most striking images in his head. It was for certain that none of his one-night stands were comparable with the dynamism of Bonnie Bennett. Her hands had been all around him driving to swallow the soft taste of her lips and her flexible body had led him to the warmth of her unleashed places. No one ever had been able to seduce him like that. "Top of the morning to you, darling," he said entering the room. He ignored the fact that he was still shirtless. Bonnie had seen a lot more than his bare-chest so that would probably not bother her. The witch was still in the red nightdress he had put her in to save her from the shock of her own naked skin. "Tell me what happened last night," Bonnie said with a cold voice.
"Hm, let me think about that," Kol reached out for his belt lying on the floor and girded it. "I remember that you seduced me and I can't actually complain about that, can I?" He gave her a sassy look. "I've never had the chance to get that close to a witch indeed but you definitely topped all my experiences." Now Kol was crouching down in front of the bed looking up to her. It made Bonnie even more uncomfortable to have his naked chest that near to her body. "Frankly, I have never expected that you like it that rough." He pulled an impressed grimace.
Bonnie was drowning in shame and anger. Having Kol in front of her didn't help to restrain these feelings. Actually, it intensified her anger even. Soon, her eyes were flaring up with it. Determined to bring an end to this, she turned out of bed.
Just when the Original opened his mouth to continue he was stopped by the fire in his head. The millions of explosions in his cranial nerves brought him to his knees leaving him out of breath. Still, he managed to look into her green eyes. Somehow, he was enjoying the flames and the satisfaction inside them. There was a dark wave caused by his suffering that made the green sparkle in an even more dangerous way. She definitely enjoyed torturing him. Kol grinned through his pain. Actually, they were quite similar, weren't they? It almost made him forget about his pain.
Bonnie allowed herself to be led by her tantrum. She even ignored the view of his bare-chest going up and down in pain. However, when he looked her squarely into the eyes the sounds of his gasping for breath brought back the memories of last night. Flashbacks of his strained face and them both clinging breathlessly to each other haunted her mind. It only made her intensify the torture like she was secretly hoping to erase them in this way. Then, all of a sudden, a loud cough filled the room. It pulled Bonnie back to reality searching for its source.
A wave of shame captured her body when she saw that it was Sly. He was standing in the door frame of the dorm room while his smile slid from Kol's half-naked body on the carpet to the witch standing in front of the Original with a red silk nighty. "I hate to interrupt your torture games," Sly said wryly. "But there are some things we need to talk about." As if it hadn't been him kneeling on the carpet seconds ago Kol was back up on his feet with a devilish grin on his face. "Don't fret, it's no hassle." He gave Bonnie a greedy look. "We can delay that, darling, can't we?" Bonnie wished that she would finally wake up from this nightmare. Still, afraid that the reaper might hear about the happenings of last night she hid the shame under a furious mask. "Just stop talking," she mumbled through her gritted teeth.
Sly was sitting on the table, his legs in a lotus position when Bonnie went downstairs. He definitely was a weird being. She noticed that Kol – he was fortunately wearing a dark shirt now – had an amused sparkle in his eyes while watching her moving to the sofa sitting as far away from him as it was possible. It was like she could feel his glance upon her body and she hated it. "What's wrong?" Bonnie gave Sly an anxious look. "There is a ritual both of you will need to repeat every day to protect your identity from Silas and to intensify your powers," the reaper started calmly. "I think you both know how it works: You need to exchange blood – And if you don't take it right from the vein it won't work. Oh, and the exchange is supposed to be between the companions only. Only the blood of your companion has that special effect on your system."
No, no, no! Bonnie wanted to scream and refuse it but she knew how childish it might look. If she ever wanted to get rid of Kol and this life in-between she had to stick by every step. "Nothing I haven't done before," Kol said amused making a playful gesture with his hands. Then a thought struck Bonnie. Why wasn't she just pointing out that she didn't want to work with him? "I want a new companion," she said self-assured.
Sly's face hardened when he let out a cold laugh. "You think it is that easy?" He jumped off the table wandering across the room. Here we go, Bonnie thought. She just had activated the psycho inside him. "Do you think we reapers are cruising around looking for a likeable chick to choose for our missions? Do you think I picked you both because I take to you?" He approached her giving his voice a dramatic tone. "Companions, Bonnie! Companions! They are not chosen by accident. They are like the fitting piece to each other, yet different like two opposite pols of a magnet. You two are chosen as companions because your unity has a certain power. You cannot change that. It would be like changing your biological parents." Bonnie was still shocked about his words when he walked to the door. "I don't know what kind of complex relationship you have but this is a war against the devil. So get over yourself." And with these words he vanished into thin air.
"Seems like it's destiny that brought us together," Kol joked laying his arm on the back of the sofa. Bonnie was too numb to say anything. It was such a hopeless situation. Damn, she hated him more than anything in this world. And she just couldn't get rid of him. The witch was relieved when her cell phone rang. At least something that would distract her from what happened last night. But before she could grab it from the table Kol had it in his hands speaking with an amused voice. "Oh, I'm afraid, she can't talk to you right now, she's in the shower but if you want me to-" With an annoyed moan Bonnie wrested it from him.
"Is there no way to leave him out of this?" It was Damon. Bonnie ignored his comment about Kol. "What's wrong?" She asked by instinct. "I think there's something you need to know," the elder Salvatore said in a severe tone.
