"I want your blood," Bonnie breathed.
"No." Damon tried to pull away but Bonnie grabbed the nape of his neck and tilted her head to offer her delicious neck to Damon.
"I know you want it. Take it." She pressed Damon's face to her neck; forcing him to feel the veins under her soft caramel skin. Damon's breathing sped up; he felt the veins around his eyes become visible, his eyes darkened. Bonnie caressed his hair and sat on his lap; her warm skin pressed against his cold chest. Damon started to lose his mind.
Bonnie's delicate blood thundered under her skin. He wanted to taste her blood; it was a secret treasure for him and he wanted to discover. He deeply inhaled the fragrance of her innocence; his fangs throbbing with pain; it was a torture to not bite her.
"C'mon Damon. Taste me," Bonnie whispered and grabbed his back to pull him even closer.
It was too much; Damon snarled, he put his arm around Bonnie's waist and stroked her neck with his lips. His fangs started to grow just like his hunger and desire. Bonnie gasped as she felt his growing fangs scratch her skin a bit. She tightened her grip around Damon and closed her eyes.
"Do it."
Damon was ready to bite, to satisfy her desire but this was not what she wanted. Just before Damon's fangs pierced the warm skin, and he could taste the heavenly blood, Bonnie moaned something and Damon's head became clear again.
"Turn me."
Damon's eyes popped open, he roughly grabbed Bonnie's throat and pushed her to the wall with vampire speed.
"Are you crazy?" he shouted at her, "You wanna die? I could have killed you!"
Bonnie didn't answer, although she was unable to speak because of Damon's death grip on her neck.
"That's what you want, huh? For me to suck you dry?" Damon's hands shook with rage; he loosened his grip a little.
Bonnie just looked up at him, her eyes were full with tears. "This is the last time I will say this to you." Damon looked deeply into Bonnie's eyes; making sure that she listened very well. "I. Won't. Turn. You," he stressed every word, "Never."
Bonnie's eyes darkened, her jaw clenched and she looked at Damon with hatred. Damon leaned closer and growled at her.
"You're just an idiot little girl who is angry with everybody. I get it. Your life isn't good. You lost your dad, sad enough, but you have to deal with it. Bad things happen, that's it. Grow up and stop your little games!"
He let go off Bonnie's neck and turned to go get back into his bed. "Go to sleep."
Bonnie didn't move, she stood by the wall and watched Damon with a disgusted look on her face.
"I need to grow up?" she started slowly, scornfully, "how dare you judge me. Look at yourself! You're the one who needs to grow up! You're the only idiot in this room. How wise are you when someone else is the topic... You're disgusting Damon. You ruin everybody's life around you. I really don't understand how could you be that stupid, you think you have little chance with Elena? How could you think that there is someone out there that at least likes you? You're a disease Damon, a disgusting parasite. I really hope your life will be full of misery and pain because you don't deserve anything else, only suffering." Bonnie cruelly hissed the words to Damon who sat on the edge of the bed and watched her with emotionless face.
"If you are finished with your daily 'I hate Damon show', go back to sleep," he said coldly.
Bonnie laughed dryly. " You think I will spend the night in your house? With you?" she asked scornfully, "no way," she said and turned to leave the room.
"And yet where are you going to go?" Damon asked indifferently. Bonnie twitched a little, but didn't move. "I'm the only one whom you can count on now. Sucks, right?"
Bonnie growled angrily and opened the door.
"I'm looking for a vampire who is willing to transform me," she murmured and crossed the threshold.
In the next moment, two strong arms lifted her up from the ground and Damon threw her over his shoulder.
"Put me down you jerk or I swear..." she shouted and tried to kick Damon, but Damon held her legs very tightly.
"Swear what?" Damon cut her off, "Say more nasty things about me? I'm terrified."
"Leave me alone, Damon!" cried Bonnie, " I will as soon as you stop the idiotic behavior."
Damon walked toward the guest room door, holding the shouting and kicking Bonnie on his shoulder.
"Let me go! Why couldn't you just leave me alone?" Damon didn't answer; he just opened the door and stepped in. He walked to the bed and threw Bonnie onto the mattress. Before Bonnie could sit up, he was already out of the room and slammed the door. Bonnie heard a click sound; she jumped up and rushed to the door.
"You locked me in?" she shouted and hit the door with her fist angrily, "Let me out you psychopath!"
"Go to sleep!" Damon ordered, from the other side of the door.
"You have no right to do this!" cried Bonnie; her fists hit the door over and over again.
"I do whatever I want!" Damon said nervously, "If this is the only way to keep you alive, then I'll do that! And now, good night!" he said and Bonnie heard his footsteps as he walked back toward his room.
"I hate you!" she shouted and kicked the door, very strongly.
"I don't care!" was the last thing that Damon said before slamming his bedroom door behind him.