A/N: Wow! Thank you all for reading and reviewing what I have so far! Just to clear up some confusion, her dream is the fantasy world it will just follow certain aspects of the show. This story will probably not go pass 10 chapters, so with that being said, hopefully I don't disappoint. Hope you enjoy =)
"This is it… we're done."
The moment those words escaped his lips; an unsettling feeling surged through the pit of Damon Salvatore's stomach. His eyes stayed glued to the woman he had been involved with for over a year; the only woman he had ever been in love with; the woman he was going to give his grandmother's ring too. This news shouldn't have hit him as hard as it did, because he knew for the last couple of weeks something had been off about her. She seemed to push him away when he wanted to get closer, and blocked him out when he asked what was wrong. So, he knew the only thing he could do was wait until she came to him. He just wasn't really anticipating a break up.
When he figured out the point she was trying to make, he decided to lie and say he felt unhappy and tied down, and that she beat him to it because he was going to break up with her eventually. He wasn't going to allow her to think that she ripped his heart into shreds.
Damon had showed a massive amount of emotion and vulnerability to Bonnie that he never really showed with anyone, and to have all of that ripped away was just something he couldn't really face right now. He saw a future with her. He saw kids… everything. And for the majority of his life, those hopes and dreams were so foreign to Damon. Between the late nights partying, the countless women, and the outlook he had on life, meeting someone to settle down with was never in the cards. And then he met her. The woman, who at first got under his skin like knives, but who eventually made him never want to be with anyone else.
Very cliché right? The presumably bad boy finds the girl and wants to change his ways. Yet, in reality under that bad boy's exterior, he graduates at the top of his class in both high school and college, could speak five different languages, and had a passion for learning and understanding the world around him. And maybe that's why he and Bonnie clashed so much at first, yet fell in love with each other later. They were so much alike. She actually knew more languages than him, enjoyed helping people, and held similar passions. She was practically his other half, and then look what happens?
The woman he was in love with was sitting in front of him with tears in her eyes telling him she felt like she was losing who she was, that they were going in two different directions, and she didn't want them to hold each other back and regret the future. That infuriated him more than anything, because at the end of the day it was a load of horse shit. He knew she still had insecurities about her past relationship, he knew it broke her down until there was almost nothing left. He just thought that they were okay, that it would be different with them.
But unfortunately, here they were… this was their outcome.
He found himself walking towards the door after lying and telling her that he had a meeting to get too. When in reality, he was about to get drunk off his ass, to where his younger brother would have to get up off his girlfriend, and come take care of him. Shit, he didn't even think of how Stefan would react to everything. The guy was practically his and Bonnie's relationship promoter. He called them Bamon every time they were together and even though it was weird, this news was going to break him.
"Damon…"
Her voice stopped him. He could hear that she was breaking under the seams yet trying to remain strong. She was hurting. Good, because he was hurting too. And yet, even though being around her right now was killing him, he walked back up to her, planted a kiss on her forehead, and then left.
One day she would understand that he was the right guy for her. That all that shit in her past was irrelevant. That their future together was a thing people would look up too. But for now, tonight, he was going to put all his feelings in bourbon and whatever else he could get his hands on.
And just like predicted, he got plastered.
Stefan had to come pick him up from the bar and take him home. After attempting to tell him what happened, he could have sworn before he blacked out, that he saw a tear escape his brother's eye.
Damon could lie and say that the first time he laid eyes on Bonnie again was four months later at the party thrown in his honor for making VP of his father's company, as well as celebrating his birthday, but that wasn't the case. For the first month he may have participated in a few stalker tendencies, by purposely walking by the coffee shop she worked in and taking a few glances at her, or appearing on the campus of Whitmore when he really didn't need to be there. She never noticed him though, but there were sometimes she would stop and look around. The next few months he constantly hounded Stefan, Elena, and other people in their group of friends, asking how she was. He barely got anything out of anyone.
So, when his mother came to him and told him they were throwing a party in his honor and wanted to invite Bonnie, he agreed to the idea before she could get out another word.
And now, the night of the event, while everyone was entering, he was up in his bedroom with his mother helping him with his tie.
"I've been tying my own tie for years now."
"I know, but you're still my son." Lily smiled, yet there was a certain look on her face that told him that she was trying to hold her tongue.
"Spit it out, mother."
"I just don't know why you brought that trash to the party."
She was referring to his date.
"You don't even know her."
"She's not Bonnie, so she's trash. Honestly, dear, if you want her to come back to you, you can't show off some tramp in her face."
Damon rolled his eyes. "She's not a tramp. She's a friend."
Lily mirrored his eye roll, and crossed her arms. "Whatever you say, but if you're trying to get Bonnie back, showing that you are involved with someone else isn't going to make her jump into your arms."
As she began walking to the door she continued, "I love you son, and I love Bonnie as if she were my own daughter, and if she comes back that will be absolutely wonderful, but if not, you need to let her go. It will save you both the heartache in the end."
He knew his mother was right, and before he made his appearance to the crowd, he saw her walk in, and for a moment he knew he had stopped breathing. The dress she wore fit curves that he knew oh so well, perfectly. She looked absolutely stunning; a sheer vision. He ignored the fact that she walked in with Klaus Mikaelson. It wasn't that he didn't like the guy, especially because he was good friends with his brother, Elijah, it was just that he didn't like any man being that close to Bonnie…. friendship or not.
When he finally snapped out of his thoughts on her, she was indulging in conversation with Stefan, and he chose that moment to walk out with his 'date', while his father made introductions. His eyes caught hers and he could tell just by her facial expression that she was jealous.
Throughout the rest of the night, his attention stayed on Bonnie. He barely heard his own conversation with different professionals and executives in the company. He watched as she indulged herself with her family and as the smiles and laughter graced her beautiful features. He watched as she monitored her cousin Lucy's drinking habits, that would no doubt lead to her older cousin getting emotional over a piece of fruit. And he watched when she walked outside to the balcony.
That's the moment he followed her.
As soon as he stepped outside, all he could do was stand there speechless. She was beautiful; a goddess. She was everything. It was like he was drowning and she was coming up for fresh air. She was…
"Sorry, I-I was just leaving."
He snapped out of it as soon as he heard her voice. He sure as hell didn't want her to leave. They needed to talk. When his hand intertwined with hers, he realized how much he truly missed touching her, and frowned a bit when she pulled away.
"What? So, we can't hold hands now."
Okay, maybe they couldn't because they weren't together, but still.
Subliminally admitting that she was jealous, proved to him that she still missed in loved him. That was his logic and he was sticking to it. After that, he found himself revealing his plans of marrying her and growing old. They pretty much had the same exact conversation they did that night, but he finally admitted that he didn't want to break up. Things weren't going to mess up with them. Yes, life was tricky, but he had no intention of causing her pain. Good things happening didn't mean bad things were going to mess it up. He didn't want her to think that way. He wasn't that other guy. They both had great opportunities going for them and they didn't have to forget who they were to please the other. They could both have what they want and still be together.
Damon Salvatore wanted his life with Bonnie Bennett…no matter what.
He was glad to hear that she still loved him, but of course, his father had to interrupt at the wrong time, and that made Damon want to end the party and kick everyone out. He and Bonnie weren't done talking. But that idea came to an abrupt halt, because Giuseppe and Lily would probably burn their estate to the ground if he ended everything so soon.
"You go… I'll wait…"
Bonnie may have been good at facing other people's problems, but when she felt cornered or trapped, she was a runner. And until she reassured and promised him that she wouldn't leave, so they could talk later, he finally went back inside.
He barely heard a word of what the international executives were talking about because his mind was thinking about later. He figured that more than likely, she would get tired of the party and head up to his room with her kindle and wait for him.
Looking around at the group of people in attendance, he noticed his 'date' and realized she was flirting with Lexi Branson, one of Stefan's friends. Maybe he should have mentioned to his mom and to Bonnie that she was interested in the same sex as he was. Oh well.
Just as he was walking away from the group of men and women who weren't really talking about much anymore, something painful went through his chest. It was only for a split second, but he still felt it. Before he could decipher what it might have been, someone ran through the house screaming that there was an accident out front and that someone was hit.
Everything after that happened in a blur to Damon. The crowd of people rushing outside, the ambulance being heard a few miles away, and Bonnie… Bonnie Sheila Bennett lying unconscious in the street, after being struck by a car.
He almost lost his footing, as he rushed to get to her… to hold her in his arms, but not trying to move her as much. He didn't want to cause anymore damage. He barely heard the screams and cries of her family behind him. She was bloodied and bruised, and he could barely feel a pulse.
"Bon…Bonnie…baby… baby wake up."
Damon didn't remember when his father pulled him back so the paramedics could tend to her. He couldn't even recall the exact moment they put her in the ambulance and took her to the hospital. All he knew was that he was in the passenger seat of his mother and father's car as they followed Bonnie's parents to the hospital.
His eyes were blue; a beautiful glacier ice blue that could almost leave anyone in a trance. But, they weren't the blue that she had deemed her favorite color. They weren't the blue that she could get lost in.
With that being said, Bonnie was ready to wake up from whatever bizarre dream she had weaseled her way into. There was just no way she was standing in front of four people she was close too, tell her some crazy story about witches, vampires, and other supernatural creatures. For a moment, she thought they were all going to come out with a camcorder, explaining how they were doing their own version of the old television show, Punk'd, but once she witnessed Damon and Stefan's face change and fangs descend from their mouth, she figured she really was just having some bizarre nightmare.
"Is anything coming back to you?" Jeremy asked.
"I told you all, no, it's not." She didn't mean to snap. In Bonnie's twenty two years of living, she had grown a knack for being a pretty understanding individual, but this shit right here; this wasn't something she needed to understand.
"Guys, I really think the spell did something." Elena spoke up.
Through everything, this was the first time she had really looked at Elena tonight. She looked younger; like she did when she was in high school. Bonnie almost forgot that her hair was long because she wore it in a short bob now.
"What's the last thing you remember, Bonnie?"
Her eyes found Stefan's, and his demeanor was off. Usually, he was this fun spirited person, with a light in his eyes that made people gravitate toward him. And right now, he seemed broody… distant.
"We were at the Salvatore Estate because Lily wanted to throw Damon a party for his birthday and his promotion to VP for Giuseppe's company. I went to get my Kindle out of my car, and then…" She paused, trying to regain her thoughts. "I…I don't remember. I don't know what happened after that." That was weird. "I know my plans were to wait for Damon in his room, so maybe I fell asleep…"
"You were dreaming about me, judgey?" Damon smirked. "Were you waiting for me so we could get physical?"
Well, one thing that hadn't changed was that dream Damon still had the same personality as her Damon. She was about to tell him that there was a high chance of the physical part happening, but because she got a feeling that they weren't close here, she left that piece of information to herself.
"How did you know our mother's name?" Stefan pulled her out of her thoughts. "We've never told that to anyone."
Okay, fuck this. "I'm done playing games, where's my phone? I'll call Rebekah and Klaus. They won't bullshit me."
"Klaus?" Elena walked up to her. "Bonnie, Klaus is trying to kill us."
"Yeah, witchy…" Damon added, "The original vampire. The one who wants to make bones with our bread…bread with our bones, however the saying goes. He tried killing you."
She was going to tell them that the thought of Klaus trying to kill her was the most insane thing in this world, but before she could, a sharp pain protruded through her skull, causing her to grab her head and bend over in pain. Several images began flashing through her mind at once, causing her to yell out.
She could see herself standing in front of Alaric Saltzman, a colleague and employee of Damon's. She was yelling at him as energy flowed through her body, and before she could react, she watched herself fall lifeless to the floor. The atmosphere abruptly changed and she could hear heart monitors going off and ambulance sirens. Someone was repeating her name over and over again, and yet she didn't know where it was coming from.
When her eyes shot open, she was lying back down on the blanket she had been on earlier. She realized that she was still in the rustic looking building. The only difference was the light shining through the cracks.
It was safe to say that she didn't feel like she was in a dream anymore, and that scared the crap out of her.
"Okay, think, Bonnie," She took a deep breath and whispered. "You were outside of the Salvatore mansion and then what? You grabbed your Kindle; you walked back in the house…" Or did she? Everything became a blur after that.
"Talking to yourself now?"
Damon's voice made her jump a little, but that didn't stop her from getting up and rushing into his arms. She wanted so badly for this to be a dream. But, who was she kidding? Her dreams were never this vivid, even if it were frightening. And the man she had her arms wrapped around wasn't her Damon. This wasn't the love of her life.
"Woah there, I'm guessing your memories are still fried."
Bonnie backed away and held her arms around herself. "This isn't right… this isn't…."
The candles around them flared to life like earlier, and she watched as Damon held his hands up.
"Bon Bon, I'm not going to hurt you. I know we don't really get along, but Elena, Stefan, and Jeremy will be back in a few."
She didn't say anything as she walked passed him. She needed to get out of this place because not only was she beginning to feel claustrophobic, she couldn't be around some supposed vampire that shared her boyfriend's face.
Him appearing in front of her like a speeding bullet made her stop and stumble back.
"Where are you going? You can't leave."
She took a deep breath, trying not to show that his action scared the crap out of her. "Look, I don't know what's going on right now. None of this seems real to me. You are not my Damon and that's not the Stefan, Elena, or Jeremy I know. So, I need to go. I need to find my mom and dad… even Grams, maybe they can tell me something… anything." Maybe as soon as she saw them, she would wake up and realize it had really had been a dream.
"About that…"
Bonnie saw the look of apprehension on Damon's face.
"What?"
"You may want to take a seat before I tell you."
"I'm fine where I'm at." Because sitting down wasn't going to help anything he had to tell her. She had already surpassed the element of surprise.
"Well, I don't want you to get one of your witchy migraines, but I'd rather you hear it from me than going to an empty house. Your dad isn't around much, your mom left you when you were a child and your grandmother…"
His hesitation didn't prepare Bonnie for the worst of the news.
"Your grandmother died almost a year ago."
And with that being said, all the windows in the house shattered.
A/N: Thank you so much for reading! The "drowning, coming up from fresh air" quote, is from Grey's anatomy. I hope you enjoyed and please review. They mean a lot to me. =)