Captured In a Haze: Chapter 14
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A/N: I want to say thanks for the people who still read this. I know I don't update that often, but that's because I always get writers block. Anyway, I hope Damon and Bonnie have more scenes together in the show. There's only so many episodes left and I'm getting mad. (spoilers) I can't believe that Damon and Stefan turned Bonnie's mom and they act like they don't care. All they care about is Elena and the funny thing is that it's about Bonnie. The show is starting to get boring again accept for Caroline and Klaus. I love them together. So I hope those two get more scenes. And I've heard that Damon and Bonnie will get together in season 4. Does anyone know if that's true? Enough of my rambling, tell me what you guys think of this chapter. :)
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I stared at my self in the mirror, raking a hand through my blond locks. Why the heck did I agree to go with Simon? I didn't know. I put my hair into a pony tail, looking at myself one last time before exiting the restroom. I walked into the kitchen, Simon placing food on the table.
"May I say you look ravaging." I rubbed my arm.
"Thanks..." I sat down at the table across from Simon. I could tell he had curiosity in his oceanic eyes.
"Having second thoughts?" I bit my bottom lip, shaking my head.
"I mean yeah. I left everyone behind. They're probably freaking out. And I don't even know where I am." I looked around the room-y, little house. It was a well put together place. It had nice furniture, great floors..everything was in check. It seemed like it costed a lot.
"This is a house I'm temporarily renting." I raised a brow.
"Temporarily?" I stated.
"Why don't you eat." I slanted my eyes at him, then looked down at my plate. It was a lovely meal that consisted of steak, mashed potatos, green beans and a salad on the side. I then looked back up.
"You're dodging again. All of my questions."
"Will you just eat? For me?" He gave me a puppy dog look, his eyes turing huge. I crossed my arms. As adorably hot his face was, I wasn't falling for it.
"Cute Simon, cute. You said you would tell me everything. Time's ticking here." He sighed, picking up a fork and digging into his food instead.
"I'll tell you after I'm done eating." I raised a brow.
"I thought you were a vampire." He gave me a daring look, stuffing mashed potatoes into his mouth. He chewed, then swallowed.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. I told you I'll tell you everything and anything you want to know after we're done eating."
"After? After? I came here with you. That should be enough." He put down his fork, giving me a gaze.
"Caroline, I'm only going to be here for another day or so. Heck, I don't even know." I sighed. I was being very stubborn. I didn't want to fight, so I gave in. I picked up my fork, taking a bite of food.
"Do you like it? I made it myself." Simon gave me a tooth-y grin, his pearly whites showing.
"Oh my God wow. This is amazingly good!" I stated, jamming more food into my mouth.
"Why thank you Miss Caroline. The future does have its perks." I instantly put down my fork, slanting my eyes.
"The future?"
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I held Damon's hand, trying to restrain him from attacking Pamela.
"So you're telling me that you don't know where 'Little Miss Barbie' is?"
"Damon." I whispered, squeezing his hand to shut his mouth. I looked Pamela up and down, her again wearing purple from head to toe. She slowly took a sip of tea out of her cup then shrugged.
"I actually don't know where Caroline is." Damon got up, walking up fiercely to Pamela.
"I know you know." Pamela remained calm, her not even flinching.
"Know I don't know. If she's not with you guys then I'm guessing she ran off. Probably to get away from Damon." Damon showed his vampire features, about to attack Pamela when he started yelling loudly while holding his head. I got up, running to the vampire, Pamela still focused on blowing his brains out.
"Stop! Stop!" I yelled, hollering at Pamela. I watched her ease down, finally stopping when Damon had passed out. She gave another worthless shrugg, standing up and slightly kicking Damon in the side.
"Eh. He'll awake in an hour." I was now angered. I followed Pamela into the other room, Stefan and Elena staying behind to prop my unconscience boyfriend up.
"That wasn't necessary." Pamela turned around, something in her eyes that seemed to be ticked.
"You know what's not necessary Bonnie? Damon's attitude. I suggest you fix that or I will." Her voice was serious, her tone making my throat go dry.
"Never mind that. We need help. There's no one else I can turn to, Pamela." She licked her lips, sighing.
"Bonnie I love you and you're my cousin, but I don't know where she is."
"We think she ran off some where with Simon." My cousin seemed to perk up a little, her curiosity running.
"Simon? Simon Bertolli?" I nodded eagerly.
"He came to our house. They've been hanging out for a while so we thought that it would be okay for them to talk alone on the porch."
"We have to find them." She stated this sternly, her seeming to have more interest now.
"Why the sudden change in mood? I know you know something."
"Simon is..dangerous." I could tell she was making it up. Lying to me to keep me out of her business. I grabbed her arm firmly, Pamela looking down before snagging her arm away. I gave her a whispered yet firm talk.
"Pamela we know that you put the spell on Damon for some reason. And we know you put some type of burning spell on me. So don't play dumb." Once again the brown-eyed witch remained calm, a devious smile spreading across her face.
"Good. You figured it out on your own." My mouth gapped open.
"And why would you do that?" I stated in an angered whisper.
"I told you before and I'll say it again until it's drilled into your skull. Everything I do is necessary. For your future, for everything. I can't tell you anything that I'm not suppose to." I gave Pamela slanted eyes.
"And how is that helping me?" All Pamela did was raise a brow, shaking her head back and fourth.
"I helped you so much already. More than you know." I slammed my fist on the table.
"Of course it's more than I know! You won't tell me anything!" I yelled, my anger getting the better of me. A glass on a near by table shattered. Pamela looked at it, then looked at me.
"Keep your anger to a minimum. You need training."
"Of course I need training. But I have no one to turn to." Pamela gently grabbed my hand, me pulling away.
"Bonnie you can come to me any time you want. You need to get a grip on your powers, learn some new spells. You'll need them in the long run." I was tired of asking the young witch questions. She was right, I did need training, but I didn't want to be trained by someone who couldn't tell me the truth. I turned around, Pamela talking while I did so.
"You'll be back Bonnie. You'll do what's right." I kept walking out the door.
"Maybe you should do what's right." I stated sarcastically.
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There it was. A lonesome pale pink flower casually resting on our bed. I sucked in a dry breath, calling for Damon. He was up the stairs in a flash, him angrily looking at the flower in disgust. The flower appeared to have a note attached.
"What do you think the note says?" I questioned, my green eyes expanding. Stefan and Elena appeared behind us, them also looking at the flower.
"Only one way to find out. Stefan, read the note." I looked back at the younger Salvatore, him sighing before he strode over and unattached the note from the flower. He picked it up, shrugging his shoulders.
"It just says 'Bonnie, this is for you.' " I bit the inside of my cheek as I watched Stefan crumble the note and throw it to the ground.
"Get rid of it." I stated, my voice quivering. I felt Damon lace his arm around my waist, him trying to comfort me. I responded back with a weak smile if you could even call it that.
Stefan picked up the flower and snapped it in half. And in that second I clutched my stomache.
"Bonnie what is it?" I shook my head back and fourth, feeling like I had been stabbed. Damon gently moved my hand.
"Quick. Get me something." Damon stated. I was to afraid to look down. I didn't know what would be there. I bit my bottom lip, finally looking down after a couple of seconds. Blood. There was blood. Where I had felt the pain in my stomache. It was as if an invisible person had stabbed me.
Stefan handed Damon a towel. The elder vampire then firmly held it to my wound.
"What happened?" Elena stated in a scared tone beside me.
"I..I don't know.." I trailed off, bile rising in my throat. I felt dizzy. I didn't know if it was from the loss of blood or just being freaked out.
"It had to be the flower. Someone must have put a spell or hex on it." Stefan said. Damon gripped me to him, bitting in his wrist and placing his cut to my mouth. I didn't want to drink, but found myself anyway, my eyes closed.
"It's your fault, Stefan. You damaged the flower." Damon spat.
"Bonnie told me to." I heard Stefan say back in defense.
"It's still your fault. Don't blame this on Bonnie."
"I'm not I'm saying that-"
"Boys! Stop fighting. What we need is to calm down. We can figure this out. First we need to let Bonnie rest." Elena's calm voice washed over me. My eyes were still closed. I couldn't find the will to open them. I felt Damon pull his wrist away, my eye lids getting heavy.
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Eyes jolting open I sat up. I peered around the room, no one in sight. I looked down at my stomache. I licked my lips in frustration. Damon had given me his blood and yet I wasn't fully healed. Instead there was a scab. I didn't get it. What kind of magic were we dealing with?
I placed my feet on the cold hardwood floor. I was about to get up and go down stairs when I felt a light gush of wind.
"Damon." I got up and hugged him as if my life depended on it.
"You should be resting." I pulled back with a weak smile.
"I've had enough sleep. I want answers." I heard a slight scoff radiate off of his lips.
"Don't we all? That's all we ever want is answers, Bonnie." I unwrapped my arms from the vampire.
"And I plan on getting them. There has to be a way." A light bulb soon went off in my head. Damon held up a finger.
"Don't you even think about it." I rolled my eyes.
"You know it's the only way. We don't know what kind of magic or thing or person we're dealing with, but this might work. We just have to be careful about it." I watched the handsome vampire get up, him pacing around the room.
"This is dangerous. You can't." I stood up, my hands on my hips.
"What other choice do we have? Who ever is sending these messages and flowers wants me. Me, Damon.So I'll have to be the bait." I blinked, Damon now directly in my face, his eyes slanted.
"You're not going anywhere and I prevent you from going through with your silly plans." I nudged Damon out of the way. Now it was my turn to pace.
"There's nothing wrong with my plan. All we have to do is write back. Just one note or something. And see what the reply is."
"It's putting you and everyone in danger. Blondie's already missing. Who knows where she could be." I bit my bottom lip while trying to weigh out the facts. I looked up, Damon in front of me once more. This time his voice was soft.
"We'll figure this out some other way. We can't use you as bait. I need you. We can use Elena or..or Stefan." His face was close to mine now, his oceanic eyes peering into mine. He did that sad puppy dog face that would persuade anyone. He leaned down and gently kissed me on the lips, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I pulled back, stroking his smooth face.
"I..Damon I need you too. I need you to accept this. I'm putting everyone else's lives in danger too, not just mine. Weather you like it or not, this is the only plan we've got."
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My eyes were glued to Simon. My mouth gaped open. I raked a hand through my hair. This was unbelieveable. His gorgeous eyes just continued to twinkle.
"I'm guessing that you're done eating?" I tried to swallow, not comprehending what the boy was even saying. And that's when images flashed through my head. Images of Bonnie and Damon. I pieced them together. Damon's personality, his looks, his..eyes. Bonnie's personality...it all made sense. I looked up at Simon, him giving me a quick wink.
"Simon..You're...you're...Bonnie and Damon's son!" I quickly got out of my chair and ran as fast as I could to the door. I didn't know why I was running, why I felt so scared. I needed to get as far away from him as I could. There was no possible way that he was from the future. Was there?
I almost made it to the door when Simon appeared in front of me. I backed up, almost tripping. He walked up to me, this time serious. Simon then gripped my arms lightly.
"Caroline, I need your help. And fast."
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A/N: Thank you all for reading. Please tell me how I did. :)