Hey, hope you like it. It's a tiny bit short, sorry.
Bonnie lay in bed. She couldn't sleep. She was pretty sure that Elena was dead. She'd drowned. The Wickery bridge had broken and Elena had drowned. She was dead. She lay there listening to the sound of her alarm clock on her bedside table. Gradually, the sound of the ticking clock began to fade into the back of her mind. Bonnie found herself sat in a car. She was sat beside her dark angel. He was driving them out of town. "Where are we going?" Bonnie asked.
"Away." Damon replied.
"Away." Bonnie repeated quietly to herself.
"I think, after everything that has happened we deserve a bit of a break." Damon smirked.
They continued to drive without talking. Bonnie sat looking out the window at the passing houses. Soon there were no more houses, only trees. "Damon, will you please tell me where we are going?"
"Nope – it's a surprise." Damon replied, laughing slightly.
They continued on a little further, until Damon began to slow the car. Bonnie quickly glanced around, but there was nothing to see, only trees. "Where are we?"
"Nowhere." Damon replied.
Bonnie began to get out of the car. Before she was completely out of the car, Damon was at her side. He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the trees. They walked for some time, until they were completely surrounded by trees and Bonnie had no idea where they were.
"Damon…" Bonnie began.
Bonnie's dark angel raised a finger to his mouth, "Shh. Red bird,"
Damon lend down and kissed Bonnie. Bonnie let out a deep breath. "I could kill you!"
"You won't" Bonnie replied.
"How can you be so sure?" Damon questioned.
"I'll stop you!" Bonnie replied.
"Prove it." Damon winked, before pulling Bonnie towards him roughly.
Damon lent down towards Bonnie's neck, exposing his fangs. He kissed her throat gently, before plunging his fangs into her soft vein. He tasted her blood and it sent ecstasy through his bones. He lost himself in thoughts of her blood. Bonnie took advantage of his sudden state of distraction and began to cast a spell in her mind. Damon suddenly fell to the floor shouting in pain, "What did you do to me, Bonnie?"
Bonnie smiled, "I told you. I told you I'd stop you."
Damon laughed, "You think a little pain will stop me killing you?" Damon was angry now. He bit her again this time on the other side of his neck. He began to draw her blood quickly. Bonnie felt her legs give way, but she continued to fight. She dug her nails into his face. He just continued to drink. Bonnie's grip on his face loosened and her hands fell to her side. Damon held her in his arms as he drank her blood, slowly lowering her onto the ground. Her skin was stone cold, Damon knew that he had killed her. She was dead.