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***~~~Sorry this chapter took so long, but as you know I have a large range of fanics that I am working on. Angel, Buffy and L.J.Smith . . . man I'm busy lol ~~~***
Tauntinghope: here's the next part and I'm glad that you want me to continue
Crashnburn: I worship everything Damon and Bonnie too . . . I think they make a good couple :o) Hope you like the next part!
Cotys Child: *High fives back* Hope you didn't wait too impatiently :o)
Thistle Galena: I'm glad you liked and here's the update you wanted . . .sorry it took a long time :o)
ANYWAY ONTO THE NEXT PART . . .
PART 2
Bonnie awoke smiling. For the first time in three days she had slept soundly. No pain had awoken her gasping in the early hours of the morning. She felt fresh and relaxed. For a moment she almost forgot that she was ill. It was moments like this that she had taken for granted in her youth and it was moments like this that she cherished. Making a small thanks to the Goddess for giving her a moment of peace she slowly made her way to the bathroom to begin her daily routine.
Bonnie looked in the mirror and froze. Gasping she blinked a few times before rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands. It couldn't be true. Her skin, the usual pale drown skin, looked healthy and normal. No dark rings surrounded her now sparkling brown eyes. She looked healthy, like the way she had normally looked before the tumour. It was almost as if . . . no it couldn't be. It was as if she had extracted energy or some sort of power from her dreams. For a moment she just thought she had woken from a long nightmare, but the bottles of tablets on the shelf reminded her that this was real life.
Sighing Bonnie reached for the large bottle of tablets and proceeded to take two small yellow pills. Looking at them in the palm of her hand she had a sudden urge to drop them down the plug hole, fighting the urge she quickly placed them on her tongue and washed them down with some cool water.
Grimacing at the foul taste Bonnie quickly reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste. It wasn't until three minutes later with a lot of heavy brushing did the putrid taste vanish, vaguely she wondered if they would ever make any tablets that tasted nice like . . . well . . . chocolate for instance. But she knew deep down, that if by some miracle that they did, she wouldn't be around to see it.
Shaking her head to rid herself of useless thoughts, Bonnie continued her morning routine.
**~~**~~~*~~**
Damon growled as he quickly swerved his sleek black Ferrari around the slowly moving yellow van. What was it with these people, didn't they see he was in a rush! Idiotic humans . . . always getting in his way! Why couldn't they leave him alone!
Damn he was so angry! The fierce anger penetrated every cell of his body and it took every bit of self-control he had to not unleash it upon the world.
Horns blared as he continued to dodge and overtake all the cars, vans and lorries that were in his way. There were another 1958miles before he would reach his destination and he wanted to get there before dark. That gave him 10 hours.
He wanted to get the whole situation sorted out that night so he could be on his way again the following morning. He had business to attend and a lot of pretty white necks to explore.
And at this moment in time, Damon, was incredibly tired and irritated.
As soon as he had opened his eyes and awakened from sleep three hours ago, he had felt drained and weak. Weak in body and drained of power and it was all to do with the physic witch. She was to blame and Damon would get his revenge. Nobody messed with Damon Salvatore and got away with it, especially a young girl.
There was going to be hell to pay when he arrived in Fells Church, but first he needed something to eat. Slowing his car, he quickly parked in front of a sleazy-looking bar, grimacing at the thought of having to feed from a dirty male biker Damon opened the door and climbed out onto the rough pavement.
Sighing he reminded himself that he couldn't always be picky. Walking towards the entrance, he took a deep breath, before stepping over the threshold and slipping in to the murky lit darkness. Loud rock music hurt his sensitive hearing and his eyes stung with the stale smoke.
Scowling Damon new it would have to do and a cruel smirk appeared on his lips and his predatory eyes gazed around the bar, when his piercing gaze fell upon a petite red hared girl sitting alone in a booth, he smiled evilly.
Dinner was here.
THANKS FOR READING AND REVIEWING IF YOU DO :o)
***~~~Sorry this chapter took so long, but as you know I have a large range of fanics that I am working on. Angel, Buffy and L.J.Smith . . . man I'm busy lol ~~~***
Tauntinghope: here's the next part and I'm glad that you want me to continue
Crashnburn: I worship everything Damon and Bonnie too . . . I think they make a good couple :o) Hope you like the next part!
Cotys Child: *High fives back* Hope you didn't wait too impatiently :o)
Thistle Galena: I'm glad you liked and here's the update you wanted . . .sorry it took a long time :o)
ANYWAY ONTO THE NEXT PART . . .
PART 2
Bonnie awoke smiling. For the first time in three days she had slept soundly. No pain had awoken her gasping in the early hours of the morning. She felt fresh and relaxed. For a moment she almost forgot that she was ill. It was moments like this that she had taken for granted in her youth and it was moments like this that she cherished. Making a small thanks to the Goddess for giving her a moment of peace she slowly made her way to the bathroom to begin her daily routine.
Bonnie looked in the mirror and froze. Gasping she blinked a few times before rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands. It couldn't be true. Her skin, the usual pale drown skin, looked healthy and normal. No dark rings surrounded her now sparkling brown eyes. She looked healthy, like the way she had normally looked before the tumour. It was almost as if . . . no it couldn't be. It was as if she had extracted energy or some sort of power from her dreams. For a moment she just thought she had woken from a long nightmare, but the bottles of tablets on the shelf reminded her that this was real life.
Sighing Bonnie reached for the large bottle of tablets and proceeded to take two small yellow pills. Looking at them in the palm of her hand she had a sudden urge to drop them down the plug hole, fighting the urge she quickly placed them on her tongue and washed them down with some cool water.
Grimacing at the foul taste Bonnie quickly reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste. It wasn't until three minutes later with a lot of heavy brushing did the putrid taste vanish, vaguely she wondered if they would ever make any tablets that tasted nice like . . . well . . . chocolate for instance. But she knew deep down, that if by some miracle that they did, she wouldn't be around to see it.
Shaking her head to rid herself of useless thoughts, Bonnie continued her morning routine.
**~~**~~~*~~**
Damon growled as he quickly swerved his sleek black Ferrari around the slowly moving yellow van. What was it with these people, didn't they see he was in a rush! Idiotic humans . . . always getting in his way! Why couldn't they leave him alone!
Damn he was so angry! The fierce anger penetrated every cell of his body and it took every bit of self-control he had to not unleash it upon the world.
Horns blared as he continued to dodge and overtake all the cars, vans and lorries that were in his way. There were another 1958miles before he would reach his destination and he wanted to get there before dark. That gave him 10 hours.
He wanted to get the whole situation sorted out that night so he could be on his way again the following morning. He had business to attend and a lot of pretty white necks to explore.
And at this moment in time, Damon, was incredibly tired and irritated.
As soon as he had opened his eyes and awakened from sleep three hours ago, he had felt drained and weak. Weak in body and drained of power and it was all to do with the physic witch. She was to blame and Damon would get his revenge. Nobody messed with Damon Salvatore and got away with it, especially a young girl.
There was going to be hell to pay when he arrived in Fells Church, but first he needed something to eat. Slowing his car, he quickly parked in front of a sleazy-looking bar, grimacing at the thought of having to feed from a dirty male biker Damon opened the door and climbed out onto the rough pavement.
Sighing he reminded himself that he couldn't always be picky. Walking towards the entrance, he took a deep breath, before stepping over the threshold and slipping in to the murky lit darkness. Loud rock music hurt his sensitive hearing and his eyes stung with the stale smoke.
Scowling Damon new it would have to do and a cruel smirk appeared on his lips and his predatory eyes gazed around the bar, when his piercing gaze fell upon a petite red hared girl sitting alone in a booth, he smiled evilly.
Dinner was here.
THANKS FOR READING AND REVIEWING IF YOU DO :o)
