Love Against Fate
Chapter 11- Hangover
A/N: So heres the next update…. Thanks to all who reviewed. Hope you like the chapter.
Lily xx
Bonnie's P.O.V
I woke up, an intense throbbing in my head. I was lying across some sort of soft bed or something, and people were standing over me. I could still faintly hear music, and I groaned as I remembered what had happened. I had made such a fool of myself in front of all my friends, my family and more importantly Damon Salvatore. I had become 'the party girl'.
People were now calling my name. I recognized Elena, Stefan, Caroline and Matt's faces above mine. "Bonnie," They all said, as if in unison. I clutched my head. "Stop saying my name," I cried, wishing they would all be quiet. I wanted to sleep forever, and after that I would crouch into a hole under the ground and hide from everyone.
"Bonnie, are you okay?" Elena exclaimed, sounding relieved.
"No, Elena I'm not okay," I snapped back, harshly, but I couldn't help it. All I wanted was for the throbbing to stop.
I sat up and realised I was in Caroline's room, on her bed. Caroline was sitting next to me now. She handed me a cup of coffee.
"Why aren't you hosting the party?" I asked her, trying not to focus on the intense headache I had.
Caroline smiled, "I'm looking after my friend, silly." She reminded me. I smiled at her and took the coffee. I sipped it, burning my mouth.
I gasped, "What?" Caroline exclaimed.
Elena took the coffee from me, "I told you to put loads of milk, Caroline," She complained.
Caroline scowled, "Well, excuse me, but I don't normally make my own coffee. We do have the maid for that?" She said, a tone of annoyance in her voice.
"Where is the maid now?" Elena asked.
"She's cleaning up the mess Bonnie made outside," Caroline murmured.
"What mess?" I asked them both. Stefan sat down on the loveseat by the window, and Matt sat down by him.
"Um, you kind of spat beer all over the floor, Damon had to carry you all the way here," Caroline pointed out.
I was silent for a second. "Damon?" I asked, unable to believe my ears.
Elena nodded, "Believe me, I was shocked too. The second you fainted, he picked you up, you gained consciousness for a second, and spat beer all over the floor and his t-shirt. He went to change." She explained.
I just shook my head, "What more damage did I do?" I asked, not wanting to hear any more.
"She didn't do any more damage," Elena told Caroline, shooting her a meaningful look, but Caroline didn't get the message or if she did, she decided to ignore it.
"Well, Tyler's date slipped up on the beer you spilt and almost broke her leg," She told me.
"Oh great, I'm going to be the laughing stock of the school," I groaned.
Elena shook her head, "Nah, most of the school was amazed at your dancing, and Matt changed the music so fast barely no-one saw you spit all over the floor, and then Damon carried you inside here," She assured me.
I sighed, "I was mad, crazy, to drink all that beer," I muttered, clutching my head.
"Do I have to say I told you so?" Elena joked, weakly.
I rolled my eyes, and Caroline giggled, handing me back the coffee. "It's cooler now, she explained,"
I took it thankfully, and then took a big sip. "This tastes great, thanks Carrie," I murmured.
"It was Elena's idea," She put in, sheepishly. I thanked Elena, just as Caroline stood up.
"Come on, Matt we have to go tell them the party is over," She cried, heading over to her boyfriend and pulling him up. He got up, looking tired and reluctant and followed her out of the room.
I sipped on my coffee, and Elena watched me. "So, how's your headache?" She asked after a couple of seconds.
I shrugged, "It still hurts like hell," I muttered.
Elena laughed, "It's just a hangover. It'll be over soon, Are you going to go home?" She asked.
I nodded, "Just please give me a second to sober up," I pleaded.
She smiled, "Take as long as you want,"
I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I pushed the covers back, put aside the coffee, ran to Caroline's bathroom, and threw up in the sink. Elena held my hair back and I retched into the sink a couple of times, before washing my mouth. I opened the tap, and smelt the fresh water. Elena pulled my hair behind my ears and offered me a breath mint.
I took it, "Thanks, Elena." I muttered.
She just smiled at me, "What are best friends for?" She asked.
I smiled back at her, and let her lead me back into Caroline's bed. I sat under the covers, and started to sip the coffee. Elena sat by me.
"We don't have any homework, do we Elena?" I asked, hoping there wouldn't be any. I mean come on, I already felt terrible, I didn't need homework to weigh me down.
"No," Elena said, making me smile. Once I was done with the coffee, I put it down on Caroline's bedside table.
"You want some more?" Elena asked me.
I shook my head, "I do have to get to sleep tonight. If I drink another coffee, I never will," I muttered.
She didn't say anything. Stefan spoke up from the loveseat. I had forgotten he was even there. He was just so quiet; it was as if he was a statue. "My brother is coming, should I tell him to go away?" He asked, sounding bored.
Elena shrugged, "Ask Bonnie,"
I sighed, "I have to thank him, I guess," I muttered, straightening up in the bed. I looked a mess but I didn't have time to freshen up.
"Do you have a headband?" I asked Elena.
She looked at me, confused, then handed me a black headband from inside her bag. I tied back my hair quickly just as Damon came in, a gorgeous smirk on his face. "So Shakira woke up," He murmured, his blue eyes flashing like two lakes of water on a foggy day.
I rolled my eyes, "Hello to you too," I muttered, coldly.
"That isn't a way to talk to your savior," He murmured.
"Savior?" I asked.
"Did you know that Salvatore means savior?" He asked, "As in someone who saves someone else,"
Elena rolled her eyes, and went to sit on the loveseat next to Stefan who was looking out of the window. Damon took Elena's place on the bed, smirking slightly.
"I do know what savior means, but I mean. What savior? Dude, you picked me up from on the ground," I reminded him.
"Somebody should be thankful to someone else," He cooed, "As in you to me, I could have just left you there on the table,"
"But you didn't. Thanks I guess," I muttered.
"Hallelujah! You said something nice to me," He looked at Stefan and Elena who were staring at him like he was crazy, which he probably was. But he was crazy hot too.
"Er, Bonnie's always nice," Elena pointed out, folding her arms across her chest.
"Well not to me," Damon pointed out.
I rolled my eyes, "Because you're so nice to me," I muttered, sarcastically.
Damon grinned, "Actually, I am. I did pick you up off the ground," He reminded me.
I groaned, "Oh god, you're going to use that against me forever. Why didn't you just leave me on the table?" I asked.
"Is that a rhetorical question?" He asked.
I groaned again, but this time because my head was throbbing again. Elena rushed over. "What's wrong? What did you do to her?" She demanded of Damon.
"Me? Me? Why do I always get the blame?" He wanted to know.
Elena rolled her eyes, "Did he do anything?" She asked me.
I shook my head, " Not this time he didn't," I muttered, "My killer headache just came back,"
"If you suck my blood you will heal," Damon told me, offering me his arm.
"First, ew. Second, No!" I exclaimed, "It's only a hangover," I told him.
"How are you going to go to school with it?" He wanted to know. Elena looked curious too.
"I'm probably not going to school tomorrow," I muttered, suddenly feeling nauseous. I jumped out of the bed and towards the bathroom, and threw up again. Somebody was holding my hair back. I assumed it was Elena. I threw up and washed my face.
"Thanks again El-." I started, but looked back to find Damon holding my hair back. He let go and stalked back to the bedroom.
"Thanks," I muttered to him as I got back into Caroline's bed.
"It's a miracle. Maybe that Shakira dance made Bonnie nice, I hear that Shakira is really nice so maybe Bonnie became nice," Damon concluded. Nobody was listening to him. Stefan was stroking Elena's hair and she was leaning against him.
"Enough talking about Shakira," I pleaded.
"Why? You jealous?" Damon asked, smirking from cheek to cheek.
I rolled my eyes, "No. Why would I be? I mean, stop talking about that dance," I pleaded.
Damon rolled his eyes, "Why? You were hotter than a jalapeno pepper, Bon- Bon," He murmured.
"How many times have I told you not to call me that?" I demanded but I felt inside psyched. He thought I was hot.
Damon just chuckled. "Not enough times to make me stop," He murmured, stroking my cheek. I flinched away, not used to his touch.
Caroline and Matt came into the room, the latter looking tired. Caroline however, as usual, looked full of energy. "Our guests left," She exclaimed. She noticed Damon in the room and scrunched her nose up.
"What are you doing here?" She demanded, putting her hands on her hips.
Damon smirked at her, "Hello to you too, Bed Buddy," He grinned and Matt tensed.
Stefan stood up, Elena by his side. "Enough Damon. Come on, we have to get going," He told his brother.
Damon shook his head, smiling. "I'm having too much fun here, besides this is so funny. Matt is Caroline's rebound from me, and Caroline is Matt's rebound from Elena," He cried.
Elena stood up, "Damon." She warned. Matt looked hurt, and Caroline wrapped her arm around his waist.
Damon just grinned. I groaned, standing up. "I think I'm ready to leave now, Elena," I muttered, stretching out.
Elena nodded, "I'm driving by the way, if you didn't already know that," She muttered.
I nodded, "Sure," Anything to get me home. I wanted to sleep for eternity and never wake up.
I hugged Caroline quickly, then Elena and I headed downstairs, Stefan and Damon followed.
"Are you guys leaving too?" Elena asked. Stefan nodded, and Damon wrapped his arm around my waist.
I stepped out of his hold, feeling tingly where he had touched me. "Leave me alone," I muttered.
Damon chuckled, and Elena got into the drivers seat in my car after kissing Stefan on the cheek. Damon kissed me on the cheek too, and I rolled my eyes at him, "Very mature," I called out, getting into the car.
"That wasn't mature. That was PG rated," He joked, getting into his car. Stefan climbed in next to him. Elena drove off and gave me a slight smile. Damon stuck his tongue out at me as we passed and I just rolled my eyes.
"Did you have fun at the party then?" She asked, looking at me from the corner of her eye.
I sighed, "What do you think Elena?" I asked her.
Suddenly I felt sick. I gasped, and rummaged in the front drawer for a vomit bag. I only just made it. Some of it got into my hair. "Gross," I muttered.
Elena looked only a little disgusted. "You have barf bags in your car?" She wanted to know, turning towards my mothers house.
I nodded, " I do have to pick up Caroline from her many parties," I reminded her.
She didn't say anything as she pulled into my driveway. She stopped the car, and we both got out.
"Well, bye Elena, thanks," I murmured, hugging her slightly.
She pulled back, "No offense but your hair stinks," She muttered, holding her nose slightly.
I rolled my eyes, "Gee, thanks for the compliment,"
Elena smiled, "See you later. I'll probably come to visit you after school," She murmured.
I nodded, "Elena, I hate hangovers," I told her, still holding the barf bag in one hand.
She put her arm around me for a second, "I know honey, I know," She muttered. Then she pulled away and got into her car, which was parked by my mothers car. At least she was home.
I threw the barf bag away, and waved as Elena drove away. Then I pulled my key out of my bag and opened the door. "Mom, I'm home." I called, heading upstairs.
Mom was sitting in her room, drinking some sort of herbal tea. "Hello, honey." She called back.
I dumped my purse in my room, and sniffed my hair. Elena was right, it stunk. I felt my head spin a couple of times, and the throbbing came back. I headed into the bathroom, throwing my black dress on the floor. All I needed now was a cool shower.
A/N: That was chapter 11! Hope you enjoyed it, coz I sure enjoyed writing it! Leave me a review if you want a preview =)
Lily xx
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