AN: I know the last chapter was a little weird, but it's going to be explained to a certain extent in this one. And I think you'll like the chappie because of that. Thanks so much to everyone who takes the time to review! ;)
Also- there's going to be more people's POVs than I had originally intended, but I got positive feedback on them last time. Feel free to tell me if you think the story's better if it's just being told by Elena.
:)
Disclaimer: Once again, I own absolutely nothing.
Chapter Eleven
"What the fuck is going on?" Damon roared.
I sat on the couch and attempted to listen, very much confused, Stefan and Damon's loud conversation that was taking place in the next room.
"How the hell should I know? You were the one that was with her! I was out trying to look for Bonnie the entire time!"
"Oh, right. Your little girlfriend. The one that caused all of this mess!"
"Oh, please. Leave her out of it. We need to find out what's wrong with Elena before she passes out again."
I heard a deep sigh.
"Okay… did Bonnie tell you anything about any sort of spell that she might have used incorrectly?"
"No. But she's been getting more and more tense everyday. She's always looking behind her back like someone's going to attack her, and it's really starting to creep me out."
"Well, that probably has something to do with the fact that she's just been abducted by a vampire, you fucking idiot!"
"She was fine when I went over to talk to her last night."
"Call her and ask."
"What if she's busy?"
"Now."
"Fine. But I'm not doing it because you told me to."
"I don't care what the hell your motivations are! I'm just trying to keep my girlfriend alive!"
I felt a wide smile creep up on my face before I could stop it and slapped myself, concentrating. Their voices were getting quieter.
"How do you even know that someone's out to get her? I think you're being a bit paranoid."
"I don't care! I'm going to do whatever it takes to take care of her, because, right now, she's the only thing in my life that even means anything!"
As much as his speech made tears spring to my eyes (and it really did), I couldn't help but think that they were being a little bit overdramatic for being passing out once.
All of the sudden, their voices stopped altogether, and there wasn't a single sound in the whole house besides my shallow breathing.
I panicked internally when I realized that they were coming back to see me and shoved myself into a semi-normal sitting position, cringing as I bent my leg in an unnatural way and did my best to look like I hadn't just been spying on their private conversation.
"What are you doing?"
Damon sounded particularly terse as he picked me up and settled me back onto his lap.
"Um…nothing?"
Fail.
"Were you listening in on us?"
"No!"
"Elena."
His scorching blue eyes bore into mine, making me melt into a pile of idiotic goo.
"Fine! I just wanted to know what was going on."
"And what all did you hear?" I could have sworn that I saw a hint of shyness for a second before he masked it up.
"Well, I heard that you think I'm going to die before I passed out once."
He snorted. "You passed out once?"
"Yeah…"
"No, my princess of darkness, you did not pass out once. You passed out all throughout the night. Occasionally you would sit up and start screaming bloody murder like you were being possessed."
Hmm… how strange.
"Maybe I was just having nightmares."
"No. This was something more."
"Well, Damon, I think you're making a huge deal out of nothing, personally."
His jaw locked in place as he gave me his 'I'm being obstinate' look. "I know what I saw, and I'm going to protect you, no matter what."
You know what? At that moment, having constant attention from my sexy and overprotective Damon didn't seem half-bad.
Or bad at all.
"Okay. If you're going to insist on us spending the day in here, then I get to pick the activities."
He grinned crudely. "I'm up for anything."
"Oh, I know."
And that was going to make the remainder of that day just that much harder to resist him.
Bonnie's POV
I was cold, I was wet, and I was tired. Sound familiar?
That's because I'm back in the same fucking exact position that I had been in just yesterday, feeling the same amount of—if not more—hopelessness.
Last night was weird.
At first, I'm lying on my bed, planning on actually getting in on some sleeping action, when Anna decides to pop in and steal me away. Again.
But that's not the end of the fun. Oh, no. We're just getting started.
At first, I thought the girl that walked in the room with Anna was Elena. It had to be, because it looked just like her. Golden blonde hair; blue eyes with specks of gold; a slender frame with gentle curves.
Her voice was different, though. Unlike Elena's, which had always calmed me, this one made me uncomfortable and nervous. She just kept on telling me that I was going to get out of this place soon and we would go somewhere far, far away—just the two of us.
Looking back, I really wish that I had taken a crack at my anti-vampire spell.
And then she asked where someone named Lucy was and it all went downhill. Like, really downhill.
I asked 'Elena' what she was doing at wherever I was being held captive, but instead of answering honestly, this bitch actually had the nerve to continue to pretend to be my best friend.
"I'm just going to introduce you to a new friend," she had said.
Evil was glowing out of her eyes like the blazing sun as she called for her friend again, and this time I didn't have time to ask what she was going to do before it was too late.
A tan, blonde woman was in front of me, her legs going on for miles and miles and her lips pursed in what seemed to be debate.
"I'm not so sure that we should be doing this…"
The Elena-look-a-like scoffed angrily. "Do you honestly think that we've come all this way for nothing? You owe me! Now just get it over with."
Lucy gave me an apologetic look and grabbed hold of my wrist, and then I completely zoned out.
And so now, since I've woken up, the only thing I've done is tried to escape. There were no windows, no air vents, not even a hole in the wall. It was like I was in a jail cell.
"Excuse me?" I called out.
The girl who looked like Elena appeared in front of me along with Lucy.
"Yes?"
My throat suddenly went very dry and I coughed, trying to find the nerve to speak. "Um, hello."
"Hello."
"Um… where am I?"
The girl smirked and slowly circled around me, like a wolf coming in on its prey. "Don't you know? We're out in the middle of nowhere!"
"And does this place have an address?"
She shrugged. "No. Not that I would tell you if there was one."
I noted that this girl's hair fell in shiny ringlets, unlike Elena's pin-straight hair.
"Who the hell are you?" I blurted out. I groaned and cursed my idiotic mouth, slapping a hand over it.
"We haven't officially met, have we?"
I shook my head. "Well… I don't think we have, anyway."
She giggled, and the sound sent chills up my spine. "I'm Katherine."
She stuck her hand out for me to shake and I did so reluctantly; her hand was ice cold, like a dead corpse. Her grip was very firm and I almost thought she wasn't going to let go of me.
But she did, of course. She sat down besides me and beckoned Lucy out of the room. For some odd reason, I felt like my only protector was leaving, even though I knew that she was obviously on this Katherine's side.
"So, Bonnie, what's going on in your little head right now?"
Might as well be honest. "I'm trying to figure out what happened last night."
A peculiar look crossed her face. "I had Lucy use you to channel her powers through Elena, who blacked out while I took something very valuable from her beloved beau." She paused. "And then, we had a bit of extra fun for the rest of the night. No harm done."
If there was one thing I wasn't expecting, it was for her to be honest.
"I don't believe you," I stuttered out in awe. I couldn't decide if she was stupid or brilliant for telling me her master plan.
"No, really! Look what I've got here."
She opened up her palm to reveal a familiar-looking ring.
"Why does that ring look familiar?"
"Because it's Damon's, of course."
"How do you know Damon?" Confusion muddled my voice as I sat there and mulled over the possibilities in my useless head.
"I know Damon Salvatore better than anyone else in the world."
"Even Elena?" She seemed to know him pretty well.
She snorted. "Elena's known him for…what? A month?"
"Something like that." We had all been trough so much in a month that it felt like so much more than it actually was.
"Well, it's going to take a lot more than a month—pardon me, much more than a century—to get to know him very well."
"And you would know that because?"
I was pushing my luck, but I had to find out what I could.
"Because I've known him for three, you silly little girl!"
I shrieked as fangs came out of her mouth and her eyes turned a bloody red, her body convulsing and leaning closer and closer to me. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, pretending that there was no one in front of me and that I was just back at home and sound asleep. Soon, I would wake up and Grams would have made pancakes with blueberry syrup, and all would go back to the way it was.
However, I had an infinite amount more trouble pretending when I felt a pair of cool and sharp teeth pierce my throat with little to no warning.
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Elena's POV
"Do you have any iced-tea?"
I knew I was coming down with something when my throat started to get sore and I had to lie down. My head was on top of his stomach and I had a huge pile of dirty tissues on the floor as Damon combed through my hair with his fingers while we both pretended to watch the Food Network.
"I'm a vampire. The only thing I have iced is Bourbon and blood."
I looked up at him, my nose wrinkled in disgust, and he smirked. "The two go quite well together, actually."
"Says the vampire. I think you might be a bit biased."
"Why are we even watching the Food Network? Neither one of us ever eat anything besides Chicken Noodle soup and hospital blood."
I shrugged and accepted his attempt to change the conversation. "Maybe I'll be a chef one day."
"I think you'd look sexy in a chef hat."
I snorted and rolled over on top of him, making him pull me up.
"Make me some soup."
"Someone's awfully bossy today."
I raised an eyebrow and waited.
"But I kind of like it."
I smiled and continued into the kitchen.
He walked over to the corner and reached his long fingers over near the window that was flooded with light to grab a pain and winced in pain, cringing back into the dark of the room. I stared at him, bewildered and worried, as he shook his wounded hand back and forth.
"Where the hell is my ring?"
"Your…ring?"
"Yes, my ring. You know… the one that allows me to go out into the sunlight?"
Did I miss out on something? Best to play it safe for this time, because he truly looked like he was in a hell of a lot of pain.
"Oh, that one. I haven't seen it."
"Neither have I, and it should be on my finger."
"Does it fall off often?"
"No. It's never fallen off before."
"How long have you had it?"
"Since the fifteen hundreds."
"Wow," I muttered. "That's a long time to never lose such a little ring."
"Well, it's kind of important, you know."
"Yes, well, I'm sure it'll show up somewhere soon enough."
He nodded and proceeded to make me some of the most delicious soup on the entire planet, which made my already fantastic day even better.
Matt's POV
"Stupid Vikki," I muttered as I picked up the trash from around the house. It would seem that she couldn't go anywhere without dropping some type of drug all over to the floor and then calling me to come and pick her up. It was starting to get old.
"Vikki?" I called.
"Sorry; she's not home. I'll tell her that you asked for her, though."
I spun around to see Elena standing in front of me.
"Elena? What the hell are you doing here? And where's Vikki?"
She sighed impatiently. "I've already told you; she's not here right now. I can give her a message, if you'd like."
"Elena, what are you talking about?"
Before I could ask anymore stupid questions she had hit my head hard enough against the wall to knock me out and send me into a deep, dark sleep.
AN: I found that this chapter was better when I kept it nice and short, because we found out quite a lot in this chapter. What's Bonnie's secret power? What does Katherine want? And why does she have Damon's ring?
Every person who leaves a review gives me more motivation to give you people the answers!
Thanks so much to everyone who reads/or reviews. You guys rock my socks and I love you! New update on 11/15/2010.
Until next time, with lots of love,
Evie (CreativelySpecial)
PS: Get stoked for a lemon in the chapter after this next one!
