A/N- I'm sorry! I posted this chapter without editing it a little bit, so I fixed some mistakes I made. Thanks to StilesSmiles2.0 for reviewing! I'm glad that you like this story haha. Sorry for the inconvenience. I'm currently writing chapter 16, so if I get that finished I'll post it soon. Thanks for all of you guys who followed, favorited, or reviewed! I love all of your support for this story!

Chapter 15- Are You Okay?

Bonnie looks around the room, trying to see if there is something she can use to cut the ropes binding her hands together. Her green eyes flutter around the room in frenzy. Her hands are feeling sore and numb. It pains to move her hands around.

She tries to stand up, to get her blood moving around. She doesn't know how long it's been since Damon's doppelgänger basically kidnapped her. He didn't even tell her his name. What a gentleman.

She lets out a breath and rises up, carefully moving her arms back to get them up and over the chair. She smiles to herself knowing that her cheerleading days weren't for nothing. She sits back down on the chair and hopes that her flexibility didn't decrease since high school. She brings her tied up hands from her back to underneath her legs so she is sitting on it. Her perfectly manicured nails would surely get scratched from this. She raises her legs and struggles to put her long legs through her arms. She fumbles around and manages to get one leg through. She stabilizes herself with the free leg. Her mind swirls with ideas of where Damon is. Her best friend is somewhere lost and possibly dying. She silently curses at herself. Her leg finally comes through the hole that her arm made.

Now, her hands are in front of her rather than being behind her. She bends down and starts to untie the knot that was made to bind her feet together. She unties it and stretches her legs out, rotating her feet. She establishes the fact that there isn't anything accompanying her in the room, so she ventures outside of the room.

Bonnie glances around the unfamiliar setting. She sees the long corridor ahead of her, wine surrounding her. She picks a bottle of Chardonnay off of the wine rack and smashes it onto the concrete floor. She giggles a little at how fun that was. She can feel her anger diminishing when she threw the bottle. Sharp pieces of glass explode everywhere and a strong scent of wine sneaks up into her nose. The fruity wine travels down the corridor.

She leans down and picks up a reasonable sized piece of glass. The sharp glass reflects the dim light bulb above her. Her reflection shows on the glass. She stares at it for a second, taking in the features of her face. Dry blood smears half of her face, and her lips are dry and cracking. The reflection of her distraught face surprises her a little. Her facial expression makes her look scared and fragile, but her eyes are like flames bursting in a desert, they're telling a different story. She can't believe herself.

How did I end up in this situation? Was it because of Elena? No, it can't be. If Elena never met Stefan, this would never happen. So this is technically Stefan's fault. But at the same time, if she never met Stefan, I would never have met Damon. He's the one person I've been there and back through hell with. Literally. It's safe to say that we're friends. But how did I manage to befriend Damon Salvatore? If I met a guy like him I would burst him into flames, but why did I not do that to Damon? I don't know why but he mesmerizes me. He makes me feel happy and he makes me forget all of the worries in my life. Do I like him? Sure. But do I love him? That's a different story.

Bonnie grasps the sharp glass and jabs it through the multiple layered ropes. She starts sawing a piece of rope. The glass cuts her palm, and a little bit of blood oozes out from her hand. All of a sudden, she can feel her head pounding. It's throbbing on her left side, the side where Vaughn hit her. She stops cutting the rope and starts to hold her head. She squats down, dropping the piece of glass. The pain is pulsing in her head. Bonnie cringes and plops down. She lets out a soft grunt. She releases the hand that was holding onto her head, and she can see blood dripping down.

She scrambles up, feeling imbalanced. She runs as fast as she can down the long corridor, her hands still bound together. She needs to get out of there and find Stefan as soon as possible. A large iron door is at the end of the corridor, and Bonnie pulls on the lever, opening the heavy door. She breathes heavily while looking at the stairs that lead up to a door. She climbs the stairs one by one, careful to not put any pressure on her palm with the cut on it. She takes her good hand and opens the door.

The sun and grass welcome her. She takes in the sunlight and feels her spirits being lifted. She gives the sun a little smile before immediately dropping it. She has no idea where she is. She looks ahead and sees a red basket lying on the green grass. She runs to the basket, her head still throbbing. She reaches the basket, and inside lays a handwritten note and her phone. She picks up the note- her hands still bound together and reads it.

Bonnie-

Congratulations! You got out! Here's your phone. Call Stefan to pick you up or something, the address is 3001 Wooder Rd. But remember- you can't tell them or else Damon suffers the consequences. Someone you trust dearly could be working for me. Don't tell anyone.

Love,

Vaughn

Bonnie takes the note and carefully folds it up before ripping it into shreds. She puts her tied up hands in the air and opens her palms. The little pieces fly out of her hands and fly away, like snow. She lets the wind decide where to carry the note. She hurries and grabs the phone and turns it on. 6 missed calls from Stefan, and 8 from Caroline. Bonnie quickly goes to her recent and finds Stefan's name on the top. The call rings twice before Stefan's frantic voice pops up.

"Bonnie! Where were you? I called you so many times, but you didn't answer! You had Caroline and I worried sick."

"Oh, my god! Is that Bonnie?" Caroline's high pitched voice chirps in the background.

"Stefan." Bonnie's voice cracks. "Please pick me up." Her voice sounds so distressed and tired. He can feel the strain in her voice. Her cheeks are numb and she can barely talk clearly. Stefan pauses a little, to understand what Bonnie's saying.

"Where are you?" Stefan asks. Bonnie can hear keys jingling on the other side of the phone. A wave of relief crashes on her.

"3001 Wooder Rd." Bonnie chokes out.

"On my way. Stay with me Bonnie."

"Okay," Bonnie mumbles out. Her voice has a tone of uncertainty. She starts to see white in her vision, and it starts getting hot. She wipes away a bead of sweat on her forehead.

"Hey, Stefan?" Bonnie calls out into the phone. The phone looks so far away, even though she's holding right in front of her face. she has to squint to see the Caller ID.

"Yeah?"

"Please hurry," Bonnie whispers through the phone. A white flash appears as she falls down on the grass.

"Bonnie? Bonnie! BONNIE!" Caroline starts screaming through the phone.


Bonnie's body lies straight ahead of Stefan and Caroline. He vampire speeds with Caroline to her side.

"I can't feel a pulse," Caroline says, holding her hands against her wrist.

"I can't hear a heartbeat," Stefan says, breaking the news.

"No. No. This can't be happening." Caroline sobs out, her face blotching with red. She starts crying, tears falling down her face.

"Bonnie! Please don't leave me." Caroline cries. She takes a bite into her wrist and places it inside her mouth.

"It's too late. We're too late." Stefan cries out, his eyes starting to get teary as well.

"I'm so sorry Bonnie. I'm so sorry." Caroline cries out, her voice cracking. Stefan gently picks up Bonnie and carries her into the car, laying her down on the backseat.


BAM! That's the end of this story. Thanks for reading. See you later in another one of my stories.

Just kidding ;) I won't ever stop without telling you guys. But I'm not planning on quitting this story. Watch out for more chapters!
-Angela