Chapter 2 Blue Light and Red Blood
As soon as she had left Elena stopped her next to the spins. "What happened there in the front? "she asked.
„I think we were right, he is interested in me", Bonnie said still totally confused.
"Oh really? Bonnie, he is a teacher! It's not allowed! And I don't know every time I look at him it's like looking at a dangerous animal, impossible to know what he would do next. And it's really difficult to imagine you on the teachers desk half naked, sorry Bonnie." She grinned a bit." But wouldn't it be amazing if both had a thing with a Salvatore?"
She continued speaking but Bonnie didn't hear her anymore. She started to listen to Damon and Stefan who just had begun talking in the classroom. She didn't know why but she could hear every single word they were saying.
„What are you doing here? "asked Stefan full of anger.
She heard Damon laughing." I followed you for the Katherine doppelganger but I see she already has fallen for you...so..."
„So you leave now"
„No, no, no brother the fun has just started. If I would want I could seduce your Katherine and she would have forgotten you by midnight...but why should I, there's something else I want at the moment"
Brother? Bonnie wondered why he said that.
„Yeah I saw that, right. Take your hands of her, she's Elena's best friend" Stefan sounded angry and his voice was deeper than normal.
„Or what? We tested it before brother I'm much stronger than you, because you don't want to taste the best the world is offering you"
„Damon, she is a child and has no idea of herself or us. You would destroy her"
„Or I just eat her," Damon said and Bonnie was sure, that there was no irony in his words.
"Damon! Please! I just want a new life here. Start over!"
„Start over where all had begun before...So Stefan it's your decision, I can focus on Elena, drive her away from you. Or I stay amused with this small bossy chocolate girl"
„Right. I know I can't fight you, so please don't do anything to Elena, and don't kill her best friend" Stefan said silently, like if he accepted that he has lost.
„Well thank you, I will consider this offer. And now I want to continue preparing for my next class and think about chocolate brown skin I can bite in," Damon said and Bonnie heard steps towards the door.
Did he just speak of her? Chocolate brown skin? Sounded like her. Bonnie suddenly heard Elena again.
"Hey, Bonnie are you with me? "she asked.
„Yes, yes I am. Sorry what did you say?"
„I said I can't imagine you on the teacher's desk...with him"
"Elena he just played with me it's not like he would rape me next time I see him", she said while trying to understand what she just heard.
This moment Stefan walked by and stopped next to the girls.
„Hey Elena, would you mind having lunch with me? Show me the cafeteria and something like that? "he said with a smile.
Elena blushed. „Of course! "she said with her most girlie voice and smiled back.
„Well than see you here after class", he said and with a glance full of compassion at Bonnie he turned away.
„I think he really cares for you", Bonnie said.
„Can I spend the break with him? Maybe Care is there to stay with you!"
Bonnie nodded. „No problem I wanted to learn for Biology, I'll go to the library"
„Right see you later". Elena gave her a short embrace and ran to her next class.
Bonnie decided to go to the toilet before joining history lesson herself. The blue light in the toilet dove her into a creepy cold light cone. She saw herself in the mirror, distracted, confused and absolutely unlike her normally self. She remembered Damon's words. Black bossy girl. Bite in skin. Eat her. She couldn't understand what they talked about but in conclusion she understood that Damon wanted her for his amusement and as long as he was distracted he wouldn't do something to Elena. He wanted her. Her. No one ever saw her. No one ever noticed her. It was always just Elena here, Elena there. And this incredibly hot bad boy wanted her. And her body wanted him too, she felt it. She felt again his hand on her waist, his fingers so near to her most sensitive part, his hardness on her butt, his breath on her cheek. And it drove her crazy that she wasn't able to stand up to his seductive touches, his voice, his smell. What was it about him that made him so attractive? Made her loose control? „Stop it now Bonnie Bennett! You won't let this guy control you! "she said to her mirror self. "You won't let anybody control you", she repeated louder. That was the time when she felt all the feelings she was holding back falling down on her. There was sadness about Elena and Caroline being selfish all the time, about her mother having left a message for nearly her whole life, her grandmother telling her creepy stories about magic who made her all confused. And on the top there was this man who mashed up her head in 60 minutes. No she should stop being controlled by every single person she dealt with, starting to be independent, maybe more selfish. There was power in her, more power than she even knew herself. This moment a terrible crack made her scream a bit. The mirror had broken right in the middle of her face. "No, no, no this can't be happening. This isn't possible...I hallucinate", she stuttered. Slowly she touched the crack with her long fingers and cut into her thumb. „Ah shit" She turned on cold water and held her finger under it to clean the wound. The mirror reflected the blue light on the red water, disappearing in the pipes.
„Do you need help? "a dark voice suddenly said.
She turned around and stood right in front of Damon Salvatore. „You again. No I don't need your help, just cut my finger a bit", she said, trying to be confident.
„You now that you'll bleed out if you continue holding your cut under water" He turned out the water. „And it would be a shame to waste your blood like that"
The light let his eyes seem darker and his face more dangerous."I wanted to clean the wound", she said. The lavatory in her back, the wall to her right and Damon's chest in front of her she felt pretty caged.
„You should stop the bleeding", he said and took her hand.
She looked at her hand in his, blood running through her fingers on his. She heard him swallow and saw him in the eyes.
„Oh my god! "she yelled as she saw his eyes turned red with veins all around them. But as soon as she noticed it, it was gone again. She tried to take her hand out of his but he held her with an iron grasp. Bonnie realized how strong he was, stronger than she thought and she understood that she could never defend him, no matter what he would want to do with her. But this thought didn't make her afraid, no it let lust rise again and she was unable to move. Slowly he took her hand up to his face.
„What are you doing?" she asked.
He smiled and licked the blood of her finger. The touch of his tongue made her shake and think of all the things he also could do with his tongue. Now she really got scared, scared of him being capable of waking this desire in her.
„Are you frightened? "he asked with her blood on his lips.
„No," she tried to say brave and loud but in real it was whispered.
He took a towel and wrapped it around her finger.
"Press," he said a bit throaty, like it was the hardest thing in the world to resist taking her hand again.
Bonnie couldn't know that it was. That everything he could think of was the taste of her blood on his lips, in his mouth. That her blood made him want her more than ever before. In his whole lifetime (a pretty long time) he hadn't tasted such blood. It was a bit more salty than normal, full of energy, full of light. But he also knew that in this place, alone with her, and with her seductive blood he wouldn't be able to stop. And it wasn't his intention to kill her. Not before he had his way with her. She fixated him with her big green eyes, while the blood began to stop flowing. In her eyes there was no fear anymore like the one he saw a minute ago when his eyes turned. Just a lot of curiosity.
„What happened to your face, Damon?"
He knew that she could sense the danger coming out of every pore of his skin. But even though, she didn't move. He kind of really was impressed now. She not only was a really powerful witch not being aware of her abilities, she also was a brave young women. Everyone he knew in this situation would have screamed for help, would have tried to run. But she only stood there, not moving any part of her body, observing him like she could see behind his facade of bad. This feeling of his soul being naked was new; no one ever had made him feel like that. He knew that she waited for an explanation. But he wasn't ready for that. He didn't want her to know all about him yet. And when he saw her for the first time he didn't think of her in this deep way, he just dreamt of her small witchy body without clothes and defenseless under his hands, his teeth deep in her neck. He couldn't say what was holding him back but he raised one hand to touch her cheek.
„Forget what just happened, forget that I was here in the toilet," he told her surprisingly soft and left.
Bonnie stood alone with the bloody towel in the girl's toilet, wondering if she had lost completely her mind. She just couldn't remember taking the towel. As she checked her phone she saw that she has already been late for history for like 10 minutes. What happened in that time? She only knew that she told herself to be stronger, controlled and focused while dealing with Damon. Than the mirror broke mystically like her pen. She managed to cut herself and wanted to clean the wound. But that may take 2 minutes. What happened between this and the moment she realized she had a towel wrapped around her finger? She was all confused, had she knocked out? She took of the towel and saw that the wound had stopped bleeding. She had to figure it out later, now she had to run for her lesson before the teacher would hate her too much.
