Fatal Distraction

Chapter 10 Girl Interrupted

R-M

A SPECTACULAR SPECTACLE

Klaus' mansion was filled with hundreds of people, by the time the clock struck ten. Supernatural, by the boatload were there. And not to make matters worse, Stefan Salvatore, along with Caroline Forbes, and his assistant Sarah were there. Damon had no idea his brother flew in to New Orleans for this event.

Alaric, was there with Lily, and his assistant Vicky. The entire Salvatore family was invited, why wouldn't they be? The most powerful supernatural family, had invites everywhere. But, Damon was so far off the radar, with his own company, because one witch, was more important, than in Gala, Ball, Party, Ceremony, or even Election.

"I've only heard about these epic Balls." Caroline stare in amazement at the elaborately themed decorations and marvels. Topless women, covered in beads, turning in flips, from the ceiling, and full bodies like the Greek statues.

"Yeah, well... Damon should be here. I'm not sure what's been going on with him all week." Stefan said. He and Caroline wearing black, green, and gold. Both with masques the colors, black and green, and Caroline wore, metallic red lipstick to match her large puffy, ball gown. Hand and hand, they walked, while Sarah trailed Stefan slightly. Her long black hair, and tight black dress, which cut of at the knee, and was fitted all the way like a glove. Her human blood was potent, for any vampire around. She was... pure and untouched sexually. Vampires could smell her from a mile away. They didn't care, about her being a virgin, sexually. But, her being a virgin, made her blood that much more potent. It also meant, she was heavily protected, by Stefan.

Stefan looked over his right shoulder to see his assistant, curiously looking around at everything. He noticed her all black, and it was different from the everyday white he had her wear to work with red lips. She had on dark purple lipstick, and purple platform heels. Her masque was black and purple, and he wanted to punish her.

"Hunny, I'm gonna go get us a couple drinks." Caroline said.

He nodded his head, and took a moment to grab Sarah by the wrist, and into his body. "I thought I told you, green and black? He asked through gritted teeth. "Why did you wear purple?" He grits through his anger, and smiled midst question.

"I read the invite. Couples were to match, only."

"When it comes to you, and work, who has the final word?" He asked, squeezing g her arm, tight, between the clutches of his rough hands. As he squeezed, she maintained her calmness.

"With all due, respect Sir... we are not a couple, and I'm not going to agree to show up to an event, dressed like her." Her anger, radiated through her blood, and she S arched from his grip. "I'm thirsty. And since I can't drink alcohol," she rolled her eyes, "I need to find the sparkling water, if you don't mind... Sir!"

"Miss Nelson, you may have forgotten who you are talking to."

"I didn't forget, shit. Listen, I'm not on the clock. I offered to come as support, but I'm not going to take your mental abuse."

"Abuse. PFT! I'm just honest. You can't handle it."

She ran her fingers though her hair, and adjusted her skin-tight dress. "I choose what I can handle. Right now, I'm gonna handle my single ass, at this party. I have my cell phone, I'll call you for your midnight feeding." The sound of her heels tapped away with barely a sound, as the roaring of the crowd was grew thunderously heavy.

Stefan couldn't say much, while his girlfriend showed up with two drinks for the two of them. She handed him his, glass. He took his first, sip. It was warm, and smooth. "Mmm. O-negative... my favorite." He said to himself. Sarah was O-negative. But, her blood, only touched by Stefan, and it made her taste distinct. Especially, since he's given her his blood. They were connected, and the blood in her body was coursing through her veins with his blood, making them, technically... one body for a temporary time. He watched her, trying to keep her in his Birdseye view. But, it would be hard, with constant distractions by his girlfriend.

"Stefan, what's going on with you?" Caroline sensed some change inside of him things feel different"

"Relax. I'm too worried about the company I helped my brother start, and how considering everything happening, I haven't heard from him in over twenty four hours."

"Damon's a grown man, Stefan. For once, forget about him, and just loosen up. That's your problem. You're always so fucking mad, and irritated."

"Caroline, the only people who feel threatened by my irritations, are the ones, who irritate me. And that's because they know they're irritating me. Run along and talk someone else's ear off." He said, dismissing her.

"Stefan! How dare-"

"Now, Caroline! Before I decide, I'd rather send you home." She didn't argue with him. She turned and walked around the place, in hopes of getting into some trouble. Her body was on high alert to humans in the party, and if a party like this, had humans... it only meant one thing. Open feeding.

... RELAX ...

"I can't do this." Bonnie said. Klaus walking her through the extravagant upstairs hallway. Her body was covered in a white ball gown, with green, gold, red, and purple, Swarovski crystals, 14c gold trim, and a masque of the same colors. Her neck dawned seven strands of pearls, and her blonde hair was... tented with a dark brown, ombré tip, and straightened. She looked like a Mardi Gras queen.

"Why can't you do this? I promise you'll be the Belle of the ball. And, all I'll be thinking all night, is how much I want to burry my tongue between your thighs, and eat that sinful, poison between your thighs."

"Poison?"

"Yes, because I'd gladly die, with your pussy as my last supper."

"Klaus?"

"What? I'm just..."

"Don't make a threat, you don't intend to follow through with?" She twitched the right side of her mouth with a grin.

"Then, a promise... I intend to keep." He pushed her back towards the first door he could find. Then he opened it, and pulled her body into the closet room, and traipsed his body underneath her dress. Where he licked her pussy like he was licking a lollipop.

"Stop it. Klaus. Please, I can't... I can't focus." She cried. After moments of insane tongue pleasure. She felt his two fingers slip inside of her and cup her warm box, until they met her g-spot, and he tickled it gently, while simultaneously eating her. "Klaus, please, I can't-" she lost her footing, and within seconds... she was rumbling backwards. Landing on a bed, he spread her legs wide, and made a feast of her kitty cat. When her wetness, began to drip from within her, like a leaky faucet, he wrapped his lips around it, and fucked her with his tongue. "Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Fuck! FUUUUUUUCK!"

He felt her tightness, relax, as she released, and orgasmed herself into calmness. Once she was relaxed, he stood her up. "I've never met a pussy I wouldn't mind keeping around for a while, until I tasted the blood of the Bennett witch."

The words, struck her into silence. She suddenly forgot why she was there, and what she was supposed to be doing. But his words, struck her like a knife in the chest, and no sooner did she become confused, as she realized he was merely speaking, on coincidence.

"I once loved a woman, who reminds me of you. She was a Bennett witch."

And suddenly, this man wasn't on her kill list. Even, if she didn't remember her mission, reason, or focus right now, she knew, this man... wasn't her enemy. "I'm sorry. I should get ready to go out there."

"Yes, I'll give you moments to gather yourself."

"Thanks." He walked out while she prepped herself. She looked in the mirror, and felt a huge question mark. She knew who she was, but she also, realized, something wasn't right. Parts of her memory were skewed, and she was in need of... blood?

"What?" She asked herself. Blood? But why? Her body craved something, that it had been missing, and she blocked it out. The feeling didn't exist. The idea, was preposterous. She adjusted everything, and stood in the mirror watching herself. "Why am I here? What's going on?" A knock interrupted her thoughts, and she stopped thinking so deeply.

"Jade, Darling... are you alright?"

She walked to the door, forgetting her train of thought, and opened the door, looking at him. "So, I look okay?"

With a cheeky grin, and a husky chuckle. "You look, Marvelous, darling." He turned her face to face and looked her in the eye, "I want you to forget everyone and everything from the past right now. Just enjoy my company and let us become enraptured in each other tonight." Fucking compulsion. Still having no idea, he was able to compel her, suddenly those words triggered her mind. Forget everyone and everything from the past. She was about to put on a show. He leads her out, and headed towards the people.

PLANS IN MOTION

Damon and Davina, we dressed in all black with gold masques. His black suit, and tie combo, was an Italian import, custom fit to his body in the small amount of time allotted. Davina's, black corseted dress was fitted to the waist and had opened like a true ball gown. Her hair dark and wavy and eyes to match Damon's. She also wore a golden shade of lipstick. Stealing away from red. The party traditions, were red lipstick meant for feeding or being fed.

He'd finally checked messages and emails from his brother, who'd he'd found out was here tonight. Last minute surprise, the Salvatore family was considered a special guest invite. He and Davina met with Marcel off the road not far from the mansion.

"Okay, we'll be inside. I understand the layout of the mansion, encircles a large corridor. The majority of the ball will be held within the corridor walls."

"Yes. And Klaus has a thing for watching his parties from the balcony. He watches... everyone that comes and goes. So, does Elijah." Who Damon came to learn was Klaus' older brother. "Rebekah, watches also, but she finds herself easily caught up, in the spectacle of things, when too many men are involved." Marcel said.

"We need to go over the plan to get Bonnie out."

"Well, we need her to get him alone. That's it. Let me worry about getting her out of here. Once we have the staked body... I need you two to handle it." Damon said, looking at Caleb and Marcel. "I'll help you get this guy, but, it's not personal for me. I just need Bonnie."

"How do I know you'll deliver Klaus, and not just take Bonnie and run?" Marcel asked slickly.

"Because, I'm a business man. I don't renege. I'm protecting Bonnie, which means protecting Davina. Klaus is a threat to Bonnie as long as he's a threat to Davina. Just as I'd hope you'd respect protecting Bonnie for Davina sake."

At that point, they understood man to man each other needed to complete this mission. "Bonnie's money will be wired into an account, that she has the information in a safe deposit box just outside of town, close to the border. I suspect you both be leaving tonight?"

"I'm not sure. Her place is still intact."

"It was a gift. For whenever she wants to come see Davina. The condos paid for. She always has a home in NOLA, as far as I'm concerned." Marcel said, garnering a look from Damon cashing them to both nod their head in a respective manner towards each other. "I must say, Salvatore...you surprised me. I mean, I've been told your ruthless. But then, I thought money controlled the man. I guess, we shouldn't believe what we hear."

"Yeah, well... make no mistake, very few things come before my business and my money. Very few. And she is one of them." He was referring to Bonnie.

"Respect." Marcel said. "Okay, I'll come through the back at half past midnight. I can come in through the cellar. Bonnie, being Klaus' date, will be on his arm, most of the night. Around midnight, he's makes an announcement. She'll be alone for a few minutes. Make your move to her then, unless you find another opportunity."

"Marcel, what if she's in trouble?" A worried Davina asked.

"Then, we'll know within five minutes. We'll regroup."

"But, if she's fine, meet me in the cellar, immediately, Vina. You and Caleb work on the spell for this stake. I'll get the stake to Damon, who'll get it to Bonnie. She has to get it directly in his heart. It'll put him down long enough for me to get him back to my spot, into my coffin, with my knife with the sleep spell." He smiled, nervously. "It sounds easy, but we all know it won't be. Getting him out of the house, has to happen promptly at two. Two am the corridor will shoot off fireworks. There's a hatch, which leads to the tunnels underground, in Klaus bedroom. That hatch has to be sealed once the body starts moving, or they'll know what happened. So, someone has to stay upstairs and lock it. Damon, I need you to carry the body down to me in the tunnels. Once we get it there, my men will help me from there."

Caleb spoke out. "I'll lock the hatch."

"You sure?" Davina asked him.

"Yeah. I need to prove myself. I'll lock the hatch and come back through and make my way to the cellar and back out." He wanted to prove himself to Marcel. But also, Kol knew, the mansion better than anyone in the group.

"Fine. Don't... screw this up." Marcel said. "Y'all ready?"

"Yeah. Let's hurry up. We only have so long to make sure Bonnie's okay." Davina said.

... JADED ...

Without a hitch, Damon and Davina were in. Disguised perfectly, they blended into the crowd. Within seconds they spotted Bonnie. "There she is." Davina said. Damon watched her, interact, with her different hair. She was completely done up. So far from normal Bonnie. But, watching her, smile and talk to people, was confusing. She was throwing herself all over Klaus. Is this how she worked? Was there fifty shades of Bonnie? He'd never seen her so frolicking and cheeky. It was unnerving. But she wore that huge all white dress with gold trim, and purple, red, and gold crystals and the large feathered train that fell from a small point at the waistline, and flared out to this grand opening. Her corset crunched so tight at the waist, and her breast pushed up like too perky, yet filled blood bags.

Damon was starving for her. He needed to keep it very cool.

Klaus, whispering into her ear, brought his lips far too close to her skin for Damon's liking. Then, she turned to him smiling, or blushing. He couldn't tell, because it didn't matter once, Klaus, put his lips to Bonnie's and kissed her. And she looked happy. Davina, noticed Damon's quiet demeanor, and looked up to see the veins under his eyes darken, and the ones in his fist also, when he clenched his fist tight, holding back the urge to kill.

"Damon?" She called out quietly.

"You know... a lot of people, see me as this man, with these fancy suits, and cars. They see this face, and I come off, soft. Ya know? But... inside of me, I've always been a violent, bloodsucking killer. I've always been a man, who loved the kill. It'll never change, loving the kill. I've fought in two wars, one as a human, one as a supernatural. I've survived an attack from a pack of wolves. I've, been burned and buried alive, as a vampire, strung from a rope and drug by a horse, as a human. And every enemy of mine has died at my hands. I've, become a smart, yet ruthless business man. Drained the lives, of those who cross me." He said controlling his temper, as best he could. "Still people see me, and think... he's gone soft. No, I've gone lethal. And, in every moment I'd love to kill a man with my bare hands, this one, is the one I can't act on."

"If it makes it any better, Damon, I think she may be compelled."

"She is compelled." He said bitterly.

"What makes you so sure?"

"I know Bonnie. She may have the world's most earth-shattering smile. But she doesn't offer it this freely. Trust me. Too many movie quotes, and cold pizzas later, and Bonnie, makes me work for that smile. This guy, is not doing anything, but speaking in a stupid accent." He twisted up his face watching her.

Davina realized Damon was in extreme possessive mode, and it was only so long before two alpha vampire males, went head to head. And not discreetly. She grabbed his hand and rubbed his palm. Suddenly he was calm. "There."

"What the hell did you just do to me?"

"Temporary relaxation spell. It'll calm you down. For a short while."

"What's a short while."

"Just a few minutes. But long enough to make your face go back to normal." He hadn't even realized he vamped out. Then he spotted her, spot him. They made eye contact. But her eyes gave such a blank stare. "She saw you."

"Yeah, but... she doesn't... realize it's me." Luckily Davina spelled a few minutes of calmness out of him. Then he saw her making a move, alone. She excused herself and headed towards the opposite direction. "I need to go make my move now, and see what her state of mind is."

"Damon, be careful." She warned him. Gino stood with Davina, and watched.

Damon was welcomed openly when they arrived. He was surprisingly on the guest list, and getting in was actually the easier part. Now, he found her walking alone, and he followed her until no one was around, she walked into the bathroom and he followed her inside locking the door and cornering her.

"Bonnie?"

"Who?"

"Bonnie stop. It's me."

"I'm Jade, who are you?"

"Fuck." He growled. "Why did you do this? You look ridiculous here with him." He said. "Your compelled somehow. I wanna gouge my eyes out, watching that shit show."

"Wow, I think you have lost your mind," she grinned sarcastically, with a nervous undertone, "and need to get out of here, before I scream."

He shook his head and before he allowed his jaws to tick in anger, he excused her for her compulsion. "I should honestly just, leave you here, ya know?" Damon caught himself in the emotion, because she was driving him crazy, and for the first time, he felt like losing his mind on her, but all he could do is swallow his pride, bite his tongue, and be frustrated with her. He began walking in circles talking to himself. "I'm an idiot. That's it." He laughed to himself, while she was literally staring at a nut job in her mind. He looked at her, and still, couldn't help caring about her. "Sometimes, I wonder why the fuck I chase you. You're fucking impossible, Bonnie."

"Stop calling me that. Get out of-"

He covered her mouth with his hand and pushedher against the wall. Her eyes rose in fear, for her life. "Listen to me, and stop talking." He grits through his teeth. "Listen to me. You are somehow compelled. You're Bonnie Bennett from Mystic Falls. You're on a mission to kill Klaus Mikaelson. Somehow, you don't remember. He is after your friend Davina. You're a witch. You are supposed to stake him through his heart, and deliver him to Marcel. Do you remember any of this?"

She shook her head no.

"Who do you think you are?"

"I'm Jade, from..." she couldn't remember. "I'm Klaus Mikaeslon's date, and we are having fun and forgetting everything and everyone, and being enraptured by each other. And then, we..." That's all she knew.

"Fuck! Bonnie! Fuck!" She's compelled for two days what the hell did he do to her? Damon realized it must've been an accidental compulsion. "I could compel you to tell you who you are. But that would be stupid to compel over a compulsion. We need to stake this guy, so you get your memories back."

"I want to go home." She said. Suddenly she looked like a lost little girl. She looked fearful. He'd never seen this inside of her.

"Where's home?" He curiously asked.

She shook her head. "I don't know." He looked down at her hand and she was wearing her ring. She had no memory of who she was but he held up her hand.

"You see this ring?" She nodded her head. "Look at mine." He showed her. "These two rings were made from the exact, same stone. I had this one made for you. So that, if you ever got lost again... I'd be able to find you."

"I've been lost before?"

"Yes. You've been lost before. Unfortunately." He became sympathetic towards her defenselessness. Her eyes watered, and she looked between the two identical rings. Then she looked at his face, with his masque on. "Your eyes aren't brown, they're Jade." He said, then figured it out. "Which is why you gave yourself the fake name Jade. Your hair is brown, not blonde. Although you pull it off well." He smiled. "I still prefer you with brown hair. I need your help to get your memories back. Can you help me?" He asked, still having her cornered. "I can't do this without your help." He pleaded. "Please, help me get you out of here. Before you get hurt."

Bonnie stared at him like he was insane. She looked like she was about to scream. He braced himself, for the possibility of... anything.

ENVY

"Did you realize your assistant would be so popular?" Caroline asked, while she watched Sarah mingle with locals. She stood with Vicky and Stefan, closely observing g the human.

"Sarah can't help it. We went out one night after work and the guys couldn't stay away from her." Vicky said.

"It's because she's a fucking human. It's not her looks, it's her blood. I can smell that poison from a mile away. I still don't understand why Stefan hires human assistants. Ric turned you. You're a vampire. Why is Stefan always going against the grain."

"Ric and I are two different people. It's pretty self-explanatory."

Vicky looked at Caroline, and laughed. "Do I sense, jealousy Care?"

"No. I'm a Founding Family Legacy. Why would I be jealous of a college dropout." Caroline was so self-entitled, it got unnerving to listen to most days. It was nice having her gone for two months.

"Show us your true colors, why don't you?" Vicky laughed. Caroline drank her drink like a stuck-up bitch and rolled her eyes.

"You've always been jealous, but, wow... this is a whole new level of envy."

"Pft." She chuckled in amusement, and threw her long golden lock behind her back. "The problem with envy, is she'd have to have something I want." Just then, it was obvious, she'd had Stefan's attention, from the moment they got there. He had a watchful eye on her, and the seriousness in his face, had grown to predatory. "Stefan, let's go mingle..." she trailed off watching him, watch Sarah.

He didn't answer her; his trained mind was focused on her.

"I'm going to hang with Sarah. I'll see you guys later." Vicky said.

"Stefan! Let's go. Vicky, don't forget what I said." She looked at Stefan who was still mesmerized, "Stefan!"

She knocks him out of focus when she walked in front of him. "Hey. Sorry. Yeah, lets go find Ric, and Lily." He grabbed her hand, and they walked around to find his mother and Ric. As they walked through the crowd, Stefan passed by Sarah slowly, making sure she'd made eye contact with him. At that point, she was fully immersed in conversation, and he grabbed her wrist, pulled her ear to his lips gently, yet spoke harshly. "I'm watching you. You know the rules. Don't make me kill somebody tonight."

She winced when he used his immortal strength to squeeze her defiant wrist.

"Do you understand?" He snapped, and squeezed the furious eps out between his teeth.

"Yes." She moaned, in pain. A sound that hit his ear like a symphony.

He pulled up and smiled. "Good. I'll see you at midnight." Then he let her hands go and continued to walk away, following his girlfriend, through the crowd.

... SHADY JADE ...

Bonnie's heart was racing, as she paced through the party. After the scary moment in the bathroom with Damon, she felt like all eyes were on her. Who to trust, who to believe, who to be afraid of? She laughed and cried on the inside. Everything Damon said made sense. The matching rings, the getting lost. She felt lost. Above all she felt lost.

But she cared about Klaus, it was just she and him. He said she loved him. Now, she was questioning how she cared about him, and why? She couldn't even define what they were. Did they didn't exist before today? How could she suddenly love someone? The walls were starting to look blurry as she walked around staring at the night sky that was above the corridor, her breathing was pacing itself at a slow and steady pace. She was feeling light-head. Paparazzi somehow got in, and so did lurkers,

"Ms. Jade... can we get a picture…"

"Jade, one for the NOLA Reporter…"

"Jade, a quick question…"

"A dance…"

"A drink…"

"Ms. Jade… Ms. Jade… Ms. Jade..."

All she heard was tens of people trying to get her attention. Take her pictures, buy her drinks, and talk to her. Suddenly it was all a blur. Damon, the man with the blue eyes... he said this... he said it wasn't real. He told her she wasn't who she thought she was. Now, it was clear... she was alone. No one, was really anyone to her. She didn't even realize she was a witch.

The next person that touched her, was going to see her flee, run away. Like Cinderella, only she'd leave no traces behind.

She wanted the final sound of the night to be a familiar one, one she recognized. Maybe a song she loved, a movie, a laughter, a voice. Anything. She needed it. She needed something, anything familiar, or she was going to scream.

Suddenly a voice called out to her... from a few feet away. "Jade!" She looked for it, somewhat familiar, somewhat... friendly. Colors of gold and red, blue, green, purples, pinks and yellows, flying around her in a frenzy. All she saw was confetti, streamers, beads, and fancy dresses and painted, masqued faces. The voice called her again, "Jade." Sweet sounding, or did she sound like Annie... no she sounded like Pippy Long Stocking, Bonnie turned to find it as it became closer to her, the call was quiet, and almost in her ear as a whisper, and instead of Jade, she heard "Bonnie." In a low whisper. She tried drowning everything out and she couldn't. She gave up and looked for the nearest escape from the corridor, she moved until someone grabbed her arm, scaring her. She turned, and out of straight fear, pushed the person's body with her mind into a larger body of people. She turned to see a younger woman in a black dress, wearing a gold masque, who'd been knocked to the floor, mistakenly by her magic. She stood there for a second hoping to say sorry and help her out, but when the crowd surrounded her, she backed away before seeing the young woman's face, and ran through the crowd, pushing her way through people.

It was Davina. Davina, was pushed into a crowd of people, and before he could go after, Bonnie, Damon had to get Davina and make sure she wasn't seen by Klaus. They had to move past the incident as if nothing happened, and remain stealth in their plans. When he got Davina up and they moved past the crowd, they looked around for Bonnie, who'd disappeared.

STRANGER DANGER

Running through the crowd, caused a panic inside of her. She didn't feel safe, and she ran until she bumped into the hard body of a man. A tall man, with dark hair. And through the view of his red masque, she saw eyes black as night. He grabbed her, with an unnecessary roughness, that somehow felt familiar. She didn't know if the familiarity was good or bad, but it felt ritually normal.

"Oh. my God, I'm so sorry." She breathed out of breath into his chest, as his chef was aligned with her eyes.

"No worries." Suddenly the smile of a dimly handsome man looked like something she'd seen before. A bit terrorizing, and a bit daunting, but it was all she had at the moment, and she was lost until he grabbed her.

"I know you, don't I?" She asked.

"I believe, we've be acquainted before." He said with a deep, stiff accent. "What's your name?" He asked curiously. Trying to see through her blonde hair... and unfamiliar brown eyes.

"Jade. My name is Jade. Have we met, or are we friends?" She asked desperately.

"I feel like, I've known you... my whole life." He whispered into her face. His lips dangerously close to hers, his body, drastically stuck to her like glue. She felt his power, his strength, his control. Holding her, tight, he was familiar.

Bonnie needed to hear something, anything familiar she needed to run away with someone who could make her remember... "What's your name?" She asked, still in his arms, with her heart beating hard, against his chest. Bump bump. Bump bump. Bump bump. Somehow, he had her out of breath still. His smell was familiar, his... feel was familiar.

"My name... St. John... My friends call me Enzo."

As soon as he said, she felt a cold chill, run slowly up her spine, and his smell... froze her in time. Fear, became her as every hair on her body raised. He raised her wrist, and kissed it.

"But... you can call me Lorenzo, Love."

Aww Hell...