Chapter 7 - Day Nine
The song I suggest for this chapter is: Give Me Love - Ed Sheeran
That morning Damon had arranged for Elena to go with Caroline to the mall. Caroline had been up to speed on Damon's little master lie and she was fine with it. Surprisingly fine. Caroline didn't like how Stephan had been acting lately, choosing the ripper over Elena and she seemed to be so happy now that she was with Damon. Caroline who was having her own problems deciding between Klaus and Tyler knew what it was like to fall for the bad guy. Meanwhile, Damon had to go and find Bonnie to try and get her to help him. But here was a problem, no one had even seen Bonnie for the last month. It was like she had disappeared, but there was one person who could quite possibly know where she was.
"Professor Shane," Damon said slyly, "Just the man I was looking for." Shane was sitting at his desk looking at old artifacts with a magnifying glass. "Damon," Professor Shane turned in his chair biting the arm of his glasses, "What a pleasant surprise." "Cut the shit, Shane," Damon spat, "Where's Bonnie?" A small chuckle echoed in his office as Shane got up and sat on the edge of his desk, facing Damon. "Why would I tell you that?" "I need to talk to her," Damon's voice low and serious. "Bonnie is concentrating on important things right now and doesn't need your disturbance." Shane replied. Damon had had enough. He wasn't about to let some nerd punk get in the way of his happily ever after, and knowing he only had 9 days, made the process go a lot quicker than planned. He lunged at Professor Shane gripping his neck tightly with his clenched hand. "Listen, Shane," Damon sneered, a whole new tone in his voice, a very frightful tone, "I need to know where Bonnie is now. I have no problem killing you, because you have done nothing but get in my way. You think you're an asset to all of us, you think you know some untold secrets that we don't. Well, while you're busy studying these vampire mysteries, we're living them." His hand squeezed harder and Shane's face grew paler. "Fi-ine" Shane winced, the strain on his throat becoming unbearable. Damon dropped Shane who collapsed to the ground. "She's in Alaric's room."
Damon ran down the hall, not wasting anytime and arrived at the classroom where Alaric used to teach. He slowly opened the door to see a dishevelled Bonnie sitting on the floor surrounded by candles humming witchy tunes. "Using a dead teacher's room to conduct your evil spells, clever." Damon broke the silence in the room. Bonnie turned towards him slowly, an evil, eye piecing look that scared even the dangerous and fear-nothing Damon. "Get out, Damon!" Bonnie snapped. "Well, sweetie, I need your help." Damon continued as he paced around the room. This was Damon's chance, his only chance, and he had o think of the most cunning lie possible. But he stuck to what he knew; sex. There's this girl, and I want to hook up with her tonight, sort of a sex, blood, vampire party. She goes to this college, do you think you could get your boyfriend, Shaney, to give me a hand locating her homeroom?"
Bonnie stood up and proceeded to walk over to Damon, who dodged quickly and sat at Alaric's old desk. "Ruining more lives, Damon? How could you, she's starting her life, not trying to end it." Bonnie said concerned. She had become more irritated with everything being locked in a room practicing spells for almost a month! "Well," Damon shrugged, "It's not like she's going to resist me, and I've had sex with lots of girls, nothing has stopped me before." "Will anything ever stop you?" Bonnie said sarcastically. This is where Damon wanted her; she had fallen into his trap. "Kids, I guess. But luckily we vampires cannot have kids. Being supernatural does have its advantages..." Damon almost sounded obvious to himself, but Bonnie was irrational, and a go getter, who wouldn't hesitate to make Damon's life a living hell. Her eyes closed suddenly and she chanted one of her witch spells. "Well, Damon," she spoke devilishly after reopening her eyes, "The next girl that you have intimate relations with, will bare your child." "Yah right," Damon laughed, exiting the room. He knew he had done it. He was going to have a child with Elena, and all would be well. Nine days were soon approaching, which meant they had to get to work, but "intimate relations" was Damon's specialty.