Damn it!
Damon cursed this afternoon for the fifth time.
Since he started this journey, the only thing Damon found was trouble...
First, a fine for a stupid infraction.
Second, after entering a grocery store, he observed a car hit the bumper of his car. It was useless to have left the store in a hurry to yell at him to stop, Because the driver, raised his middle finger and fled,
and now this...
A fucking tire went flat.
Damon was beginning to lose patience.
Now under the inclement sun with the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to the elbows, in the middle of the lonely road without any signs, Damon wiped the sweat from his forehead as he finished changing the tire.
By now he was very sorry to volunteer on this search.
This whole new wife thing took them all by surprise.
And here he was dealing with the consequences.
But again... Damon couldn't refuse Elena's requests,
Why did he always have to agree to her whims?
Of course, Elena had convinced him with her tears. Clever and cunning girl. She knew he hated to see her cry.
Damn... He snorted and smiled remembering the look of joy on her face when he told her that he would.
So Damon wasted no more time and went on his way.
Right now, he was more than retarded.
But Damon had to fulfill his obligation;
Find the girl and bring her safely to her new home. That was his task.
Although Damon overheard Mr. John's new wife say...
It won't be so easy to bring her...
Therefore, Damon took it as a warning.
Possibly he would have to deal with a typical rebellious teenager. As if with Elena wasn't enough...
Fuck, do they think I'm a babysitter? But, again... These were the consequences of being convinced by a spoiled teenager.
Damon sighed helplessly and squeezed the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white.
He had to focus on the road. He needed to take advantage of his time.
His plan was simple... get there, find the girl and get out of that town as quickly as possible.
He just hoped things wouldn't get any more complicated than they already were.
For a while, Damon was wandering around and he hadn't found the address.
So he had no choice but to get out of the car and ask. Taking with him the small photograph as a backup.
the photo was old, but it was the only thing he had of her to find her.
After asking several questions, the indications they gave him further confused him.
But Damon kept driving without success.
After repeatedly cursing, it was as if she magically appeared in front of him.
She was wearing worn rubber shoes, shorts, a hoodie, a small backpack that clung to her back. Her hair was half collected, with a few strands of hair fluttering across her face making observation difficult.
Damon backed up a little and rolled down the car window.
He didn't wait for her to stop.
"Bonnie Bennett?" he asked unsure with his eyes glued to her face.
Bonnie stopped when she heard her name.
For a second Damon predicted her movements. He turned off the car and opened the driver's door.
And right then, Bonnie ran as fast as she could to get away from him.
Oh hell, this was the last thing that could happen to him... That girl would make him run? Really?
"Hey stop... I'm not going to hurt you, your mother sent me for you..."
Damon hoped that this would stop her, but she didn't stop.
On the contrary, Bonnie ran much faster, and Damon had no choice but to run after her like a rampant madman.
This man runs after her, not even she knows who he is and... why the hell does he know her name?
And in that instant when Damon yelled at her.
It all became clear for Bonnie...
Damn it...
So, She only had one option, to run...
Bonnie ran, but he was faster than her.
Like a reflex, Damon raised his hand and pulled her hair with the tips of his fingers. Which caused Bonnie to stumble and fell to the ground with force.
Oh Dammit... it hurts, it hurts like shit...
But the pain didn't stop Bonnie from getting up. She didn't even feel the blood run down her skin...
As she could, she ran again, but her leg didn't allow her to go faster.
Bonnie heard Damon gasp behind her, yelling for her to stop, but Bonnie didn't.
She had only one thought in mind.
The need to get away from this fucking place...
The need to get away from him...
AN:
Maybe some chapters will be longer than these... but I'm not sure. I just hope you enjoy reading as the story progresses.
Thank you!