Sharmeen: Well, I've put part 7 in with this part; if you still think that I should take part 7 out, then please let me know. So, enjoy. Part 7 is after all the stars near the end.
PART 6
I walk into Stefan and Elena's opulent kitchen, the floor has blue and white tiles, and the whole place is huge. I find Bonnie sitting on one of the many counters, swinging her legs, shaking as though she's crying.
"Bonnie?" I ask, slowly edging towards the older woman. As she looks up, I can see that she has been crying, her eyes are red and swollen.
"What do you want?" Bonnie asks nastily.
"I want a lot of things, but mostly, I wanna know why you hate me?" I reply, just as nasty.
"You took Damon from me!" She sobs out.
"Damon didn't even want anything to do with you, so how could I have taken him away from you?" I demand looking at Bonnie, who just stares at me with a blank expression. When she doesn't answer me, I go on, "Besides, it wasn't by choice. It happened, it'll happen to you as well. Maybe not with Damon, but when you find your own soulmate." I reply, trying to sound convincing.
"But how will I know, if I find my soulmate?" Bonnie asks, starting to calm down.
"Well, when you touch your soulmate, skin to skin contact, it feels as though you've been struck by lightening. Then after that, you just know that they're the only one for you." I answer her question dreamily.
"Oh. Is that what happened to you and Damon?" She asks looking interested in what I have to say.
"Yeah. And that struck by lightening feeling still flares up every time we make skin contact." I reply. At that moment Elena comes in the kitchen with Meredith in tow.
"We just came in to make sure you two haven't killed each other." Elena explains, looking at Bonnie and me suspiciously.
"So far, we haven't!" Bonnie replies, looking a bit embarrassed.
"Well, have you two made friends yet?" Meredith asks, her gaze lingering on Bonnie, longer than me.
"I'm willing to be Bonnie's friend, if she's willing to be mine?" I answer, looking at Bonnie for a reply, "I'll even share Damon with you." I add, being funny.
"Yay. I always said, the more the merrier." Damon says, appearing in the doorway, with the other men behind him, smirking.
"I don't think Matt would like that." Bonnie says, blushing.
"Yeah well, I can keep you satisfied a hell of a lot longer and better than Matt can." Damon states, looking at his nails, and looking evilly at Matt.
"Men!" Meredith says, rolling her eyes, "Such huge egos!"
"Not all men have huge egos." Alaric pipes up for the first time.
"So…" Elena starts, again looking back and forth between Bonnie and me, "Are you two gonna be friends, or what?" She finishes.
"What do you say Bonnie?" I say, looking at the older red head, "Wanna be friends?" I ask, holding out my hand. Bonnie looks at everyone, now in the kitchen, and then down at my hand. She smiles, then grabs my hand, and shakes it.
"Yeah. Why not?" She says, still smiling.
"I'm sorry for stealing Damon on you." I say to Bonnie, smiling myself.
"It's Okay, the best woman won." Bonnie replies laughing. Damon's eyebrows shoot up into his hair, looking very astonished.
"What am I?" He demands, looking at Bonnie and me, "Your prize?" Bonnie and I just giggle.
"Yeah. You're the prize with the cute ass!" I answer him, grabbing his ass, and then burst out in a fit of more laughter.
"You can't keep Bonnie satisfied longer and better than me." Matt says to Damon while we're all going back to the living room.
"How would you know Matthew?" Damon smirks, know fine rightly that Matt hates it when someone uses his full name.
"I just know." Matt answers, "And don't call me Matthew!" He adds, yelling at Damon, Who just laughs.
"So… what are we going to do now?" Alaric asks, looking at Stefan and Elena.
"Well, we've still got the cake to eat yet." Elena replies, trying her best not to sound like a four year old.
"Yay!" Damon says smiling. Acting like a four year old, and everyone bursts into laughter.
"Trust Damon to say something like that!" Stefan says, laughing all the while.
"So… Mila?" Elena asks, looking at Damon and me, "Have you two set a date, to when you are going to get married?"
"Not yet." I reply, looking down at my left hand. There on the third finger, is a white- gold band with a very expensive diamond in the middle, surrounded by ten little garnet stones, which is my birthstone.
"But we will, I hope." I add, still looking at my engagement ring, thinking of the inscription on the inside of the ring, 'I will love you always. Love Damon.' Damon proposed to me on my twenty-second birthday, seven months previously.
"Well, hurry up!" Bonnie states eagerly. "I wanna see you in a wedding dress and Damon in a tux." She adds, looking very cheerful. She's starting to make me nervous, which I hide by wrapping my arms around Damon's waist, and leaning my head on his chest. Damon automatically rests his chin on top of my head.
"You've been engaged for too long!" Bonnie continues.
"We have only been engaged for… what? How long have we been engaged for Mila? Is it seven months?" Damon asks, nuzzling his cheek against mine affectionately.
"Yeah. Seven months." I reply, counting my fingers.
"Well then, we are in no rush, so stop rushing us!" Damon says, looking at Bonnie. "We will get married when we are good and ready to get married, and not before!" Damon adds, starting to be nasty.
"I was only asking, Damon, you don't need to be nasty!" Bonnie replies in a small voice.
"Sorry Bonnie." Damon apologises. "I'm just feeling a bit weird." He adds.
"You don't look too good either. You look awfully pasty Damon." I tell him, looking up from his chest. I then hold his chin in my hand and turn his head from side to side.
"Have you fed at all today Damon?" Alaric asks, sounding concerned. Damon just shakes his head.
"When did you feed last?" Stefan asks him, "Your eyes are terribly glassy on it." Stefan adds. Damon sighs, thinks for a minute or two and then answers his brother.
"I have not fed for two days." His eyes darting all around the room, like a predator does when it's taking in its surroundings.
"Here Damon." I offer, tilting my head back and to the side, exposing my bare neck.
"NO! I am not going to feed from you angel!" Damon says, not taking his eyes from my throat.
"Don't make me force you Salvatore!" I reply, putting my hands on the back of Damon's neck, guiding him towards my exposed throat. Damon puts up very little resistance.
"It's Okay, baby." I say, coaxing him closer to my throat.
No, please don't. I don't want to hurt you angel Damon's mental voice rings in my head, panicking.
Sshh, baby, it's Okay. You're not going to hurt me, I trust you Damon I reply mentally, ignoring his protests.
I feel a warm mouth against my throat, then something warm and wet flicks across my neck. A tongue? Yes, Damon licked my throat. I feel the warm mouth start kissing all around my neck, making me relax. I feel the mouth parting and then a double sting, like a jellyfish sting. Then… pure bliss, just a pleasure – pain is left where the double sting was five seconds before hand.
Oh God. Does it always feel like this I ask Damon.
No. This is the first time that I've ever felt like this when feeding Damon replies, glowing.
It must feel like this because of the soulmate link I muse.
Probably Damon answers, sounding all-dreamlike.
I then feel Damon's lips moving as if he's drinking, I also vaguely hear him drinking from me.
After about five minutes, I feel Damon pulling away from me. I start to protest, trying to bring Damon back down onto my neck.
"No angel, I have already taken enough. Anymore and you will die!" Damon insists, pulling himself away. I continue to pull him down.
"I mean it Mila!" Damon says, pushing me away. "Do not make me. I am already tempted enough as it is." He adds. "How do you feel?"
"I feel very sleepy, and extremely drained." I reply, my eyes shutting. I go back to leaning against Damon, and he automatically puts his arms around me protectively again.
"Go to sleep Mila." Damon says wrapping his nice, warm jacket around me, making me feel all warm and fuzzy.
"No. I wanna stay awake." I reply sleepily, my eyes completely shut.
"Sshh, go to sleep angel." Damon says, kissing the top of my forehead.
His voice is soothing, making me want to drift off to sleep, but I try to fight it. I hear Matt saying something that sounds like, "She's cute when she sleeps." I then hear Damon reply that sounds something like, "She is always cute. I am going to sleep as well. If anyone disturbs me or Mila, I will rip you to shreds, got it?" I feel Damon putting me on the floor, on top of something soft. I then feel Damon slide in beside me and wrap his arms around me.
"Here, put this around the pair of you." I faintly hear someone say. I just about hear Damon's reply. "Thanks little brother!" I feel Damon's jacket being pulled off me, and something warm and cosy, is put in the jacket's place.
"'Night Angel." Damon whispers in my ear, kissing my lips lightly.
"Hmm hmm." I reply, with sleep taking me over completely.
Whenever I wake up, I find that everything is still in darkness. I can't tell what time it is, but then I remember that Damon's watch can glow in the dark. I take his left wrist up to my eyes, and find that it's only five o'clock in the morning.
"What is it angel?" The back of my neck muffles Damon's voice, he sounds full of sleep.
"Nothing. I just wanted to see what time it was." I whisper back. I turn towards Damon and absentmindedly play with his lapis lazuli ring on his third right finger.
"What time is it?" He asks. In the light of the full moon, I can see that Damon's eyes are still closed.
"It's five in the morning." I reply, running my fingers across Damon's lips, as I do this, he kisses the tips of my fingers.
"Well then, we had better go back to sleep." Damon says, wrapping himself around me.
"Okay. 'Night Damon." I answer, yawning.
"'Night angel baby." Damon replies, his voice sounds far away as he falls asleep.
I lay there in the dark, watching Damon sleeping peacefully, with a slight glow around him, which I think is because he fed from me earlier. I reach up to my neck, surprised that there's nothing there, no bite mark. About fifteen minutes later, I fall asleep as well.