Sleep
A/N: Hi! This is something new that I wanted to try. A lot of things happened to me while I was writing Laugh and Strip and Bunny and the Wolf. I'm sorry for not updating sooner. The updates on Laugh and Strip and Bunny and the Wolf are coming, but I wanted to try something new and see if y'all like it. If you do PM, me and R&R. Also, there might be a second part to this, if you wanted it like and comment for more. Enjoy.
"Little witch needs to grow up. She's just mad that she doesn't have me and instead Elena. I don't regret killing her mother, in fact, it was Elijah who made us kill her. If it was my choice, I would have killed her and her mother. Elena will get over it anyway and forgive me," Damon's arrogant voice ringed through the room.
Bonnie was behind the living room wall. She went to the boarding house to get her jacket that her Grams had given her before she died. She saw the two Salvatore brothers in there but hadn't known they were talking about her. As she heard the words they said about, something snapped inside as tears came from her eyes. Her fists tight in a ball shook by her sides, her hair picked up and whirled around as she heard Damon say that she is better off dead. Her green eyes were bright with betrayal. Bonnie felt something in her switch off as she only felt rage.
Bonnie floated as items flew all over and around her. Books, papers, chairs, tables, etc. swirled in the room, canceling Damon and Stefan's rant. The brother blurred to the edge of the room to see Bonnie in her glory. Her hair shined, making it look fuller and lustrous. Her arms raised in the air, bringing the materials with her. She looked like a goddess that would give her wrath on others. They looked at her face, tears rolled down her cheeks as she had a blank expression on her face.
"Bonnie, what are you doing?" Damon yelled at her, furious at the destruction at his home. Bonnie, as if just now seeing him there, turned to him and tilted her head. Though she had a blank expression, her eyes were like wildfires. You could see embers and flames in her eyes as she stared down at the man who killed her mother.
"Bonnie?" Stefan said hesitantly, taking a small step closer to her. Damon looked at his brother in alarm as he tried to calm her down. "Please, calm down and we can talk. We didn't mean for you to hear that" Stefan said, still slowly moving to her.
Bonnie looked at him in the corner of her eyes. Her piercing eyes stared him down in his position. She looked back at Damon and raised her arm, cutting off Damon's circulation. He choked, as he stared wide-eyed at Bonnie. Bonnie closed her fist as she said in a low, hollow voice, "All I've done for you, all the death I've seen. As many times as I've saved your ass, this is the thanks I get. You killed my family, and still, I stood by helping you. You want me gone, well I got it. But one thing you should know is to never hurt a witch's feelings."
Damon turned blue as she chanted a spell on Damon. A cloud of darkness emerges on top of him. Rotten hands sprouted from it reaching from Damon's heads. Words appeared from the cloud-like, "Give me his soul," "He's not worthy of this queen," "He should pay for his crimes,". Stefan saw the hands getting closer and blurred in front of his brother. He was pulling Damon from Bonnie's hold when a strong force grabbed a hold of him, throwing him to the wall.
Bonnie heard whispers in her head, shouting to kill the brothers and end her suffering. She closed her eyes and lowered herself to the ground. She sauntered to Damon and looked into his eyes. She demanded that he look at her.
The hold of Damon loosened as he opened his eyes, tiredly. Veins ran through Bonnie's face and her black became a dark moss color. She bared her teeth at him, listening to the voices in her head. 'Kill him, kill him, kill him, KILL HIM!' the voices demanded. Bonnie took her hand and put it on his face. Green light emitted from her hand and Damon's face decayed drastically. She was taking away his vampireness away from him, and he was dying.
Stefan screamed, "No! Bonnie stop, please! Take me instead." Bonnie stopped taking Damon's essence and turned to Stefan. Stefan gasped and tried to blur away from her. She held up her hand, and he stopped in front of her. He gasped and stared at Bonnie.
Bonnie smirked and snapped his neck, chuckling darkly. Stefan fell to the floor. Bonnie turned to Damon and walked to him, "You will never learn, will you Damon? You're just a sad excuse for a man chasing after a woman who will always choose your brother."
Bonnie bent down to him, stroking his hair. She heard the voices scream at her to end his life, but she wants to drag it out. For he deserves to suffer for his sins against her family. "I wish we could have met under different circumstances, but fate takes us to different places, makes us different, even act different," she shrugs, then tightly grips his hair. Her voice was distorted, high-pitched. Damon realized it wasn't her, accepting his fate, "Kill me then, since you're not Bonnie. Bonnie wouldn't kill me, she would make me suffer."
Bonnie stared him in the eye and a gleam appeared in her eyes; she smirked and bluntly snapped his neck. His neck rolled in his hand, and she dropped him. Sighing at the voices screaming at her to kill him, she grabbed both brothers and set them on the couch. She examined the room and made the destructive room clean with the swipe of her hand. She looked back at the brothers and sneered. Her hatred filled the voices that were quietly before. The main voice spoke to her softly, like it was in her ear. "Kill them, Bonnie, do it," soft chants fluttered her senses, making her shiver. She straightened them up like they were sitting up. She stood back and watched him, listening to the voices.
After a while, green eyes opened and Stefan moaned. He rubbed his pain and looked around the room, his eyes landing on Bonnie. He scowled and tried to get up, "Bonnie."
Bonnie looked worse than before, veins running throughout her body. Her green eyes turned black, it crooked her posture as if a rod was stuck in her back. Her head was tilted as if examining him. Her eyes, though focused on him. were clouded like she was there but wasn't there physically. The voices were talking to her, saying evil things, manipulating her to do their bidding. Her consciousness was slowly slipping away as the main voice took control of her.
At the sound of her name, brought Bonnie back into focus. Stefan was still struggling to get up and was grabbing Damon, shaking him. Bonnie stepped closer, Stefan stopped and slowly looked at Bonnie. Bonnie stared at Stefan with a blank expression, and Stefan pressed against the couch, sitting in place. Stefan struggled, screaming at Bonnie to stop. She leaned over him, looking into his eyes. They stared at each other, a wheeze filled the room. Dark blood leaked from Stefan's mouth as Bonnie pierced Stefan's chest. Bonnie finally listening to the voices, grabbed Stefan's heart and pulled sharply. A hand halting the motion and Bonnie looked into Stefan's eyes. Teary green eyes pleaded to Bonnie, but they couldn't break the voices' hold it had on Bonnie. With the blankest, bored expression, Bonnie pulled Stefan's heart out of his chest. Stefan smiled as blackness filled his gaze, ending his miserable life as a vampire. A tear slipped from Bonnie's eye as she held the heart in her hand. She didn't want to, but the voices have control now.
A screaming wail erupted in the air, bringing Bonnie out her thoughts. Damon was growling at Bonnie, tears coming from his eyes. He was struggling to break from the hold that Bonnie had put on him. The voices had gotten louder than they ever have gotten as Bonnie stood over Damon. His vampiric face no longer held beauty as he bled blood from his eyes. Bonnie tilted her head, analyzing his face. The voices screaming to kill, taking over her body once more. Her eyes filled with hate, the same bloody hand shot into Damon's chest. She gripped his heart and pulled his heart out brutally.
Silence filled the room as Damon's head slumped over. The voices wanted more; they wanted Elena. A tear slipped from her eyes as she whimpered. She didn't want to kill Elena; she fought. Hard. A creek echoed the room, breaking the concentration that Bonnie had. "Hello?" a very familiar voice gaining the attention of the voices. Boone hyperventilated as the voices took over Bonnie's body again. Before she could move, hands grappled her wrists. Damon's dissected eyes bored into hers. Three words hammered into her head as she slipped from reality, "Wake up, Bonnie!"
WAKE UP BONNIE! WAKE UP BONNIE! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! BONNIE! BONNIE! WAKE UP!
Green eyes snapped open as she shot up, gasping for air.
(A/N P.S. Sorry about before. I was trying to get it out because I've been struggling on finishing this piece.)