Author's Note: I sincerely apologize that it took so long for me to update. It's finals week, and college is literally kicking my ass right now. Thankfully this semester is almost over, and I'll have plenty of time to write! Without further ado, here's the 7th chapter of Decisions!
Angelina closed her eyes as she began her spell, raising her hands above the map that lay on the table. A piece of hair from Bonnie's hairbrush lay in the center, surrounded by the blood of both Damon and Enzo.
The two guys watched her with intent eyes as she recited the spell, holding onto her every word. Damon looked over at Enzo, silently thankful that he allowed him to be a part of Bonnie's discovery. He wasn't completely sure if Enzo had caught on to the fact that her and Damon had a past with each other, but at the moment, he didn't care. All he cared about was making sure that they found Bonnie.
The bass in Angelina's voice intensified as the blood slowly stretched along the map. Damon's heart raced as he watched the blood trickle its way around the countries, stretching farther and farther away from the United States.
Where could she be? He thought.
Angelina's body slowly trembled as her words came out rougher; the spell was taking a toll on her. Suddenly, she stopped. Her eyes snapped open, dropping down to the map.
"This can't be possible," Enzo whispered as he watched the blood intertwine each other, landing at a small island in the dead center of nowhere.
"Macquarie Island—where the hell is that?" Damon whispered, shock to his tone.
"I have no idea," Angelina let out, recovering from the spell.
"That can't be where she really is. Why would she be there, of all places?" Enzo asked. He couldn't deny that his hope had been lost.
"I have no idea," she repeated, rising to her feet. "But that's where the spell brought me."
"Then let's go," Damon said quickly, rising to his feet as well. Enzo shook his head slowly, looking away from them.
"This doesn't feel right to me. I don't think the spell worked," he whispered sorrowfully.
"Are you doubting my powers?" Angelina asked, slight offense to her tone. He quickly looked up to meet her gaze, shaking his head.
"N-no… I'm just saying, why would she be there?" he corrected.
"There's only one way to find out," she said, crossing her arms. He looked between her and Damon, who were both giving him the same confident look.
"We don't even have the slightest idea at how to get to Macquarie Island. And once we get there, how would we even know where to look?" Enzo asked, finally standing up to get eye level with the both of them.
"Listen, I'm going to that Island with or without you. I don't know about you, but I want to find Bonnie. If Macquarie Island is where that spell said she was, then I'm going to trust it," Damon said, dismissing anything else that Enzo could possibly say. Enzo sighed heavily, realizing that Damon was right.
"You're right. Let's leave first thing in the morning," he told them. "Angelina, are you joining us?"
"That wasn't apart of the deal," she said, raising her eyebrows. "I'm not joining this suicide mission; sorry."
"Suicide mission?" Enzo repeated.
"Venturing onto a foreign Island without the slightest idea of where to go? I think not," she announced. Damon rolled his eyes as he headed for the front door.
"Alright, cutie. You've helped us enough; have a fun walk home," he said, swinging the door open. She narrowed her eyes at him as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"Excuse me? Did you just insinuate that I was going to walk?" she snapped.
"I did," he retorted.
"Alright, you two—can it. I'll take you home, Angelina. Thank you for all of your help," he stated, simmering down the fire. She glared at Damon for a few seconds more before looking toward Enzo.
"You're welcome," she responded.
"I'll be back, Damon," Enzo said as he walked out the door.
"I'll be waiting, honey," Damon joked, blowing him a kiss. Enzo shuddered as he headed toward his car, Angelina following closely after him.
The car ride was quiet as Enzo thought long and hard on what he would do once he saw Bonnie again. First, he'd find out why she had disappeared. Then, he would pull her into the longest kiss that she could ever imagine, ensuring that she'd never leave his side again.
Enzo didn't even realize that they had arrived to Angelina's place as she opened the car door, bringing him back to life.
"Let me know once you find your girl friend. I'd love to meet her," Angelina said, smiling brightly.
"I will. Thanks again for everything," he responded. With that, she exited the car and disappeared into her house seconds later.
Enzo sped back to Damon's, anxious to find out everything that he could about Macquarie Island. He just couldn't bring himself to believe that of all places, that's where Bonnie happened to be. It just clearly didn't make any sense.
He finally arrived at the boardinghouse, exiting his car swiftly. He didn't waste any time in ringing the doorbell as he barged in, watching as Damon tapped around on his laptop.
"What are you doing?" Enzo wondered, slamming the door after him.
"Booking us flights," Damon responded. Enzo narrowed his eyes.
"Did you even research this Island?" he asked.
"There's a rough population of 20. The only space for residency is 5 miles along the Island's shore, which is where Bonnie has to be. It'll take about 15 hours to get there from here," Damon answered matter-of-factly. Enzo studied him closely as he took a seat beside him.
"Well, I'll be damned. You have done your research," he whispered.
"Of course I have. We're getting Bonnie back," Damon answered, excitement to his tone. Those words coming from Damon's mouth sent a slightly uncomfortable jolt down Enzo's spine.
"You seem to have sobered up completely. Does she have anything to do with this?" Enzo remarked, cocking his head to the side. Damon slowly looked up to meet his gaze with a questioning look in his eyes.
"My best friend is coming home… so yeah, I guess she does have something to do with it," he responded, slight irritancy to his tone.
At the mention of the word "best friend", Enzo calmed down a bit. He was still slightly skeptical of the feelings that Damon could have for Bonnie, though. After Damon's downward spiral following her disappearance, his entire perception on Damon and Bonnie's friendship changed. He didn't allow himself to believe that Bonnie had feelings for him back, but he wouldn't doubt that Damon had feelings for her.
"What time is our flight?" Enzo asked, changing the subject abruptly.
"8:30 a.m. Better get some sleep," Damon told him, rising to his feet. "That couch should do you plenty of justice."
"So nice of you to offer me the couch, despite the several empty bedrooms in this place," Enzo stated, smiling smugly. Damon snickered as he trotted off to his room in the best mood that he'd been in in a while.
Enzo cozied up on the couch, allowing Bonnie's image to electrify his mind. All he could think about was finding her, and he wouldn't stop until he did.
…
Damon groaned as Enzo slept soundly on his shoulder, watching as the plane neared its destination. They had been flying for practically the entire day, and Damon couldn't deny how anxious he was to find Bonnie. His excitement wouldn't even allow him to sleep.
Finally, the outline of the Island came into clear view. The buildings grew taller, and the trees got tremendously bigger. Damon elbowed Enzo in his side as his anticipation rose—they had finally made it.
Enzo groaned in pain as he sluggishly awoke, blinking rapidly. He slowly began to process the fact that they had made it to their destination.
"We're here," he breathed, looking over at Damon.
"I have no idea where we are, but we have indeed made it," Damon responded as he looked closely out of his window. He had a clear view of the ocean; he was mesmerized by how beautiful the water was.
Minutes later, the plane landed at the miniature station. Damon and Enzo were the only ones on the plane, aside from the staff. They exited the plane swiftly, stepping out onto the brown sand.
"Where do you think she could be?" Enzo wondered, dusting the sand off of his pants. Damon pulled out the map that he had drawn up, locating the residency area that he found through his research.
"If my calculations are correct, the only residency on the Island is 5 miles East," he announced.
"I'll follow your lead," Enzo said, stepping aside for Damon to begin the journey. With slight hesitance, Damon began following the map as they ventured off of the beach.
"I'm not going to lie," Enzo spoke after a minute, alerting Damon. "I'm scared."
"You're scared?" Damon repeated. Enzo nodded slowly as they stared around at the shallow buildings that they came across.
"I have no idea why Bonnie would be here. I don't know if I'm prepared to find out," he admitted. Damon sighed heavily as he allowed those words to sink in. While he felt nothing but pure excitement at the fact that he was going to see his best friend again, he couldn't deny that he was curious as to why she could be there as well.
"Just as long as we find her. If there's an issue, you already know that we'll handle it," Damon reassured.
They continued their journey into the unknown, stumbling upon more and more sand. Finally, a small block of houses came into distance.
Enzo's breath caught in his throat as he realized what was about to happen. They were minutes—possibly seconds—away from seeing Bonnie again after an entire year.
"I wonder which one she's in," Damon wondered as he stood frozen in his spot.
"There's only one way to find out," Enzo breathed as he pushed his feet forward. Damon reluctantly followed after him as they neared the first house on the block. It surely looked as though someone lived there, because there were fresh plants surrounding the house.
They slowly walked up the steps of the porch, stopping at the front door.
"Knock," Enzo urged.
"You knock," Damon whispered back harshly.
"Why are you being such a fucking wuss—
"I'm the wuss? You didn't even want to get sand on your boots, you big—
Suddenly, the door swung open. A short woman with a prosthetic leg stood there with a bewildered look on her face. Enzo and Damon narrowed their eyes at her as the three of them exchanged quizzical stares.
"Can I help you two?" the woman asked, shocked at the fact that there were actually other people on the Island.
"I'm sorry, we've got the wrong house," Enzo said, turning away.
"Excuse me?" the woman asked, causing him to freeze in place.
"He said we've got the wrong house," Damon chimed in. She narrowed her eyes at him, folding her arms across her chest.
"There's only one other person that lives out here. Mind if I ask who you fellas are?" she asked, slight attitude to her tone.
"I'm Enzo, and that's Damon," Enzo responded slowly. The woman's eyes widened at his words.
"Enzo?" she spat. Enzo's mouth gaped open as the intensity in the air grew thick.
"Yeah?" he responded. Her knuckles curled into a fist as she threw a punch to the side of his face. Enzo flew backwards at the brute force, landing on his behind. Damon let out a loud chuckle as he watched the intense redness blossom across Enzo's cheek.
"What the hell was that for?" Enzo screamed as he quickly jumped back to his feet.
"You're the son of bitch who abused Bonnie," she barked, raising her fist once more. As she lunged for the other side of his face, he caught her fist with his hand.
"What the fuck did you just say?" he gasped.
"You know Bonnie?" Damon quickly added as his heart rate picked up.
"What's it to you?" she spat at Damon as she released her fist from Enzo's grasp.
"Listen to me," Enzo pleaded, grabbing the woman's attention. "I can assure you that I haven't abused Bonnie. She's my girlfriend and she's been missing for over a year. We are just now discovering where she's been, and I am begging you tell us where she is."
The woman looked completely and utterly confused as she stared between the two men.
"Fine. But I'm going with you," she demanded, slamming her door shut. She cascaded down the steps as she headed across the lawn.
"What the hell is going on right now?" Damon whispered to Enzo as they quickly followed behind her. Enzo remained silent as the anger built within him. He couldn't believe the words that came out of the stranger's mouth, and he truly didn't know if he was ready to discover what was actually going on.
They finally stopped in front of a house that looked similar to the previous one. As the boys moved to go up the steps, the woman stopped them.
"You two, stay here," she demanded, glaring hardly at Enzo. Once again, he was left feeling confused. She inched up the steps and knocked roughly on the door, waiting patiently for it to be answered.
Bonnie heard the fervent knocks at her door as she rocked Eliza on her lap. Alarmed, she quickly sat the baby in her crib and headed for the door. She cracked it open, shocked to see Tawny on her porch.
"Tawny?" she asked sweetly.
"Guess who decided to pay a visit," Tawny spat with her eyebrows raised. Bonnie was completely confused as she slowly opened the door wider. She gasped as the baby monitor in her hand fell from her fingertips. She simply couldn't believe her eyes.
"E-Enzo? D-Damon?" she stuttered as she brought her trembling hand to her lips.
"Bonnie," they breathed in unison. Enzo took the liberty of darting up the steps, brushing roughly past Tawny. He didn't waste any time in sweeping Bonnie off of her feet, pulling her into a tight embrace. She couldn't fight the urge to wrap her arms tightly around his neck, pulling him in closer to her.
"Oh my God," he repeated as he silently cried into her neck.
"Enzo," she let out as the sudden tears stung her eyes. She simply couldn't believe what was taking place. She didn't even realize how much she had missed him until he was in her arms again.
He pulled back to stare at her, placing eager kisses to her face. He wiped under her eyelids as he stared at her with a look of pure concern.
"Bonnie, what the hell is going on here? Why are you here?" he asked breathlessly. Bonnie was speechless as her eyes searched his. As she opened her mouth to respond, the sound of a baby's cry caused all of them to freeze.
"Is that a… baby?" Damon whispered. Enzo slowly released her from his hold as he took an instinctive step back.
Bonnie's eyes flew into the house as the sound of Eliza's cries picked up. She hesitantly turned back to face them, watching as they gave her looks of pure hostility.
"I can explain," she gulped.
Author's Note: DUN DUN DUNNNNNN. Leave your predictions below!