Title: Inner Turmoil Part 10/?
Author: Lady Grimms
Email: ladygrimms@hotmail.com
Chapter Ten:
Bonnie tried not to squirm under his gaze, but the prospect of simply having a chance with Damon made his proposition worthwhile. It created uneasy warmth that began at her stomach and flowed through to her limbs.
He released her hand and looked around the room. "I'm afraid that this is going to be fairly difficult. In order for you to become a vampire, you will have to let go of this life. And in doing so you will have to die to all those around you."
She bit her lip. "What do you propose we do? Perhaps I should find a way to- ."
"I agree with your opinion of leaving the hospital. Although, I have more suitable living arrangements if you are willing."
Bonnie smiled mischievously. "And where would you propose?"
He eyed her and taped a finger against her bottom lip. "In most cases, I prefer anywhere private where we can enjoy the after affects."
Bonnie's mouth dropped open.
Damon winked at her. "Unfortunately, your energy levels aren't up to par to deal afterward. In the mean time, I'll take you home and you can pack whatever is of value. Your family are all in the cafeteria, after a sudden yearning for inedible foods. I'll make sure they know where to find you."
Bonnie swung her legs out of the bed, wincing when the IV pulled on her arm. She glared at it. Damon reached down and felt along side the tube. He wrenched it out quickly, and lifted her arm to his mouth, licking the wound.
She shivered with delight and watched it heal.
He pulled off his jacket and wrapped it around her body. She cuddled up in the leather and watched him walk across the room and unlock the door. He grabbed hold of her right arm to help her walk.
It was a strange journey through the hospital hallways, and even odder when she noticed how weak her limbs has become. Simple walking now left her exhausted, although her psychic senses picked up everything. She could feel the thrum of Damon's power beneath his skin, flowing in rhythm with his body. And she could sense Stefan's weak life force coming from the second floor cafeteria as he comforted Meredith. Elena wasn't sitting with Bonnie's family, but she remained hidden in the shadows, watching them with sympathy.
The blast cold, outside air seemed to rip through her clothing when they stepped out into the night. He escorted her to his car, a black, sleek jaguar.
"So, can I drive?" she asked.
In reply, he opened the passenger door. She slid into the leather with a sigh of pure pleasure, and began to examine all the buttons and knobs that made up the stereo.
A whiff of expensive cologne met her senses when Damon took his seat and started the engine. As it purred to life, Bonnie felt a mild curiosity to find out how much money Damon actually had.
They didn't speak for the drive. Bonnie being too preoccupied with how she was going to manage to fake her own death, while silently pondering how to bring up her energy levels in order to make Damon reconsider his decision.
He stopped the car in front of her house. Once Bonnie realized she didn't have the keys to open the door, Damon reached forward and snapped the lock. Bonnie was too nervous to feel annoyed.
She grabbed an old suitcase from the front closet and began packing it with clothes, and little knick-knacks that only had value to her. She changed into a pair of jeans and white sleeveless shirt, trying not to take notice that Damon was in the room. She pulled back on his jacket, feeling chilled. It didn't help.
When she reached for her purse, Damon told her not to bother. "I have enough money," he said simply.
She shrugged and struggled to close the top of the suitcase. He shooed her aside, closed and lifted it with an ease that made her wonder how strong he actually was. She always knew he was much stronger and faster than a human, but now she began to consider how strong a protector he would be.
Even if they weren't made for each other, Bonnie knew that he would always watch her back.
"What?" he asked, sounding annoyed.
It was then that Bonnie realized she was staring at him. "Nothing. I think that is everything."
"Fair enough," he replied.
He carried it down the stairs, while Bonnie bundled up her hospital garb and walked into the spare room, where Phil was sleeping. She folded it, and put it on the bed. At least, he would realize what it would mean.
Bonnie then proceeded to walk down the stairs and out the front door to where Damon was waiting.
TBC
Chapter Ten:
Bonnie tried not to squirm under his gaze, but the prospect of simply having a chance with Damon made his proposition worthwhile. It created uneasy warmth that began at her stomach and flowed through to her limbs.
He released her hand and looked around the room. "I'm afraid that this is going to be fairly difficult. In order for you to become a vampire, you will have to let go of this life. And in doing so you will have to die to all those around you."
She bit her lip. "What do you propose we do? Perhaps I should find a way to- ."
"I agree with your opinion of leaving the hospital. Although, I have more suitable living arrangements if you are willing."
Bonnie smiled mischievously. "And where would you propose?"
He eyed her and taped a finger against her bottom lip. "In most cases, I prefer anywhere private where we can enjoy the after affects."
Bonnie's mouth dropped open.
Damon winked at her. "Unfortunately, your energy levels aren't up to par to deal afterward. In the mean time, I'll take you home and you can pack whatever is of value. Your family are all in the cafeteria, after a sudden yearning for inedible foods. I'll make sure they know where to find you."
Bonnie swung her legs out of the bed, wincing when the IV pulled on her arm. She glared at it. Damon reached down and felt along side the tube. He wrenched it out quickly, and lifted her arm to his mouth, licking the wound.
She shivered with delight and watched it heal.
He pulled off his jacket and wrapped it around her body. She cuddled up in the leather and watched him walk across the room and unlock the door. He grabbed hold of her right arm to help her walk.
It was a strange journey through the hospital hallways, and even odder when she noticed how weak her limbs has become. Simple walking now left her exhausted, although her psychic senses picked up everything. She could feel the thrum of Damon's power beneath his skin, flowing in rhythm with his body. And she could sense Stefan's weak life force coming from the second floor cafeteria as he comforted Meredith. Elena wasn't sitting with Bonnie's family, but she remained hidden in the shadows, watching them with sympathy.
The blast cold, outside air seemed to rip through her clothing when they stepped out into the night. He escorted her to his car, a black, sleek jaguar.
"So, can I drive?" she asked.
In reply, he opened the passenger door. She slid into the leather with a sigh of pure pleasure, and began to examine all the buttons and knobs that made up the stereo.
A whiff of expensive cologne met her senses when Damon took his seat and started the engine. As it purred to life, Bonnie felt a mild curiosity to find out how much money Damon actually had.
They didn't speak for the drive. Bonnie being too preoccupied with how she was going to manage to fake her own death, while silently pondering how to bring up her energy levels in order to make Damon reconsider his decision.
He stopped the car in front of her house. Once Bonnie realized she didn't have the keys to open the door, Damon reached forward and snapped the lock. Bonnie was too nervous to feel annoyed.
She grabbed an old suitcase from the front closet and began packing it with clothes, and little knick-knacks that only had value to her. She changed into a pair of jeans and white sleeveless shirt, trying not to take notice that Damon was in the room. She pulled back on his jacket, feeling chilled. It didn't help.
When she reached for her purse, Damon told her not to bother. "I have enough money," he said simply.
She shrugged and struggled to close the top of the suitcase. He shooed her aside, closed and lifted it with an ease that made her wonder how strong he actually was. She always knew he was much stronger and faster than a human, but now she began to consider how strong a protector he would be.
Even if they weren't made for each other, Bonnie knew that he would always watch her back.
"What?" he asked, sounding annoyed.
It was then that Bonnie realized she was staring at him. "Nothing. I think that is everything."
"Fair enough," he replied.
He carried it down the stairs, while Bonnie bundled up her hospital garb and walked into the spare room, where Phil was sleeping. She folded it, and put it on the bed. At least, he would realize what it would mean.
Bonnie then proceeded to walk down the stairs and out the front door to where Damon was waiting.
TBC