A/N: Sorry I kept you waiting. Enjoy!

Warning: This chapter does contain adult content. It gets pretty dark!

Chapter 9

Damon sat up to eye her warily. "You're serious?" He questioned.

Bonnie remained silent, Damon rolled his eyes at her reluctance.

"What would I get out of this?"

"What would you want Damon?"

He laid back down staring her square in the eye, "YOU!"

"I…I…What?"

"If Elijah is going to kill me… I might as well go all out."

Bonnie's mouth drops open. 'He can't be serious.' She thinks. As much as she is attracted to Damon, she can't see herself betraying Elijah like that. They have come too far. Her gaze dropped toward the floor for several seconds before returning to his eyes.

"Damon-"

"Yeah. That's what I thought."

Damon had front row seats in witnessing Bonnie falling for Elijah. She was in love with him, and the thought of that pissed Damon off.

"I'm sure Elijah will give you whatever you need." He hissed while sliding off the car.

"You smell like him." Elijah says as he stands behind Bonnie watching her ready herself for bed. She briefly looks up at him thru the mirror as she removes the small amount of make-up from her face.

"Who?" She decides to play coy. She knew very well 'who' he was referring to. Elijah was very observant, and the chemistry between Damon and Bonnie was palpable.

"Cute." He says unimpressed. "Do I have to kill him?"

"No."

"Good. But he is no longer your escort. From now on, Klaus or I will take you wherever you need to go."

Bonnie rolled her eyes causing Elijah to raise a brow.

"Let whatever caused his stench to be all over you serve as your goodbye."

Her heart plummeted. Damon was her best friend. She couldn't imagine her world without him in it. She angrily turned to face Elijah ready to unleash her wrath, but before she spoke Elijah raised in hands in mock surrender.

"Calm down kitten… He will still be around." He crowded her personal to whisper in her ear as his hand slid down her body to cup her sex. "I just don't want him tempted to touch what's mine."

Bonnie whimpered, and her knees slightly buckled as he continued to seduce her. "If anyone besides me ever discovered how exquisite your pussy is, I would have to declare war." He swatted her on the ass hard. "Now go wash his stink off of you, and come to bed so I can taste it." Bonnie quickly obliged. Elijah was rarely this crass, so Bonnie enjoyed it when he was. Elijah made good on his promise. He ate his fill before claiming her body, making sure she knew where she belonged.

Elijah also made good on his promise to escort Bonnie wherever she needed to go. Although spending more time together did nothing to change Elijah's stoic facade. He gave her the world. Bonnie wanted for nothing… except him. He was the only thing she actually wanted, longed for even. Her heart was breaking more and more every day because somewhere along the way she had fallen in love with him.

"He really does care for you." Rebekah said shaking her from her thoughts.

Bonnie scoffed. "I can't tell."

"This is all new for Elijah. He's never been in love before."

"Love?" Bonnie chuckled. "You think Elijah is in love with? With me?"

"I know he is. I know Elijah better than anyone, and I can say without a doubt that he is head over heels for you."

Bonnie dropped her gaze back toward the book she had been reading, so Rebekah comfortingly rubbed her shoulders as she stood behind her.

"Be patient with him Bonnie. His heart is in it just as much as yours." She added knowingly.

Just then Elijah walked into the study holding a garment bag.

"Is that what you're wearing to the gala?" Rebekah asked.

He unzipped it revealing the most exquisite cream colored ball gown.

"It's what she's wearing." He replied holding it out to Bonnie.

Bonnie gasped as she lightly stroked the beautiful dress. "You're taking me to the Founders Gala?"

"Of course… I want the prettiest girl in Mystic Falls on my arm when I walk into that ballroom."

She couldn't help the single tear that rolled down her cheek at his revelation. Elijah wiped the lone tear from her cheek with the pad of his thumb, and kissed her lips softly.

"Be ready my nine my love." He whispered before walking out of the room.

Bonnie turned to Rebekah who squealed in delight. "Can I help you get ready?"

Bonnie nodded. And the two made their way upstairs to get ready together.

Two hours later Bonnie was having the time of her life being spun around the dance floor by Elijah. She felt like the only woman in the room. Elijah was being attentive, sweet, and carefree. They laughed, danced, and mingled. Elijah even introduced her to some of his colleagues. All this time she thought Elijah was ashamed to be seen with her, when really Rebekah was right. He's not one to wear his heart on his sleeve. She was on cloud nine, and couldn't stop smiling.

"That smile looks good on you."

A voice from behind her booms after Elijah excused himself to discuss business with a few of the other founders. She was standing with her back against the bar daydreaming. She swiftly spun around to see Mason Lockwood tending the bar.

"Can I get you a drink?" He asks.

Bonnie raises a brow. She remembered how angry Elijah got the last time she socialized with Mason, and she didn't want to stir that pot.

"I should probably just g-"

Before she could finish her sentence she caught sight of Damon on the dance floor shamelessly grinding on a beautiful brunette. He was having the time of his life, and they looked like they belonged together. Bonnie's heart sank into her stomach. She knew she had no right to be jealous, but she was.

"That's Elena. Gilbert." She heard Mason say. "She's newly turned."

Bonnie nods her head trying to hide her emotions. "I'll take that drink now." She shouts a little trying to make sure he heard her.

"What'll you have?"

"Something strong." She replies.

Mason's grin widens. "My kind of girl."

She continued to watch Damon disgustedly. He saw her looking, so he decided to up the ratings on his little show. Several songs and drinks later, Bonnie is feeling a little more than tipsy.

"I can take a break if you want to get out there." Mason whisper-yelled gesturing to the dance floor.

"What are you doing here anyway? I didn't take you for a bartender?" Bonnie replied without taking her eyes off of Damon.

"Just call me a jack of all trades."

Bonnie rolled her eyes

Mason chuckled. "I'm doing a favor for a friend… therefore, I deserve a break."

He came around the bar holding his hand out to her to which she playfully smacked away. He flashed his award worthy smile and offered his hand again. Bonnie glanced at his hand then back at Damon before acquiescing. In an uninebriated state, Bonnie would have known better. But after watching Damon fawn all over the beautiful brunette, Bonnie found herself craving the attention Mason was giving her. Out on the dance floor, he wrapped his arms around her tightly. She snuggled into his touch getting lost in the moment. She looked over at Damon, and rolled her eyes when his gaze met hers. Damon wrinkled his nose when Mason's touch fell dangerously low on her backside. Loving Damon's reaction, Bonnie allowed Mason's hands to continue their descent. When Mason's curious hands reached the underside of Bonnie's ass, Damon dropped all pretenses to stalk toward the oblivious duo. He reached them just in time to hear Klaus' gravely calm warning.

"If you wish to keep those paws wolf… "

Bonnie quickly jumped out of Mason's grasp immediately sobering just in time to see Elijah approaching. Silence fell on the room, and all eyes fell toward the dire situation fast approaching. Bonnie's eyes widened from the sheer brutality in Elijah's. She unconsciously stepped back several paces. Without word or warning, Elijah ripped Mason's head from his shoulders with his bare hands. Blood spouted across Bonnie's face. Before she fully registered what just happened, an ear piercing scream sounded from somewhere in the room just as Mason's headless body hit the ground with a loud thud. Seconds later Bonnie's trembling body was being escorted out of the ballroom by Damon and Klaus leaving Elijah and his colleagues to deal with the aftermath.

When the trio arrived at the Mikealson mansion, Bonnie wordlessly made her way up the stairs. Just before she reached the top she overheard Klaus and Damon discussing what the possible backlash would be. On auto-pilot, she stripped and showered trying desperately to wash away the day's events. She quickly dressed in an oversized sweatshirt, and yoga pants to wait for what was to come.

Forty minutes later she stood on shaky legs as Elijah entered their room. His eyes were dark, and still full of ill temper. She opened her mouth to speak, but was stunned silent by a back hand to her face that sent her tiny body tumbling to floor. She curled up into the fetal position just as a sharp pain radiated threw her skull from Elijah pulling her to her feet by her hair.

"Get up!" He boomed with an uncharacteristic loud voice.

He tore at her clothes as her futile attempts to stop him went ignored. Her pants and panties were ripped from her body as his grip on her throat tightened.

"Elijah please… please don't do this." She choked out.

Her pleas were met with another back hand that split her lip, and instantly darkened the skin around her eye.

"You belong to me witch, and it's time you learned that once and for all." Elijah seethed thru clenched teeth as he freed his erection from the confines of his pants.

He propelled forward violently entering her unprepared center. Her strangled scream echoed throughout the near empty abode, and Klaus had to restrain Damon.

"He'll kill her." Damon argued.

"He won't kill her." Klaus reasoned. "He loves her, and this… this is not our business. You have no rights to her, just as I don't." He finished ushering Damon out toward his car as Bonnie's cries and pleads continued.

"Oh God Elijah please…" She cried as Elijah continued the brutal assault on her body. "PLEASE, I can't take anymore!"

Elijah's hand returned to her throat squeezing the life out of her as he fucked her mercilessly. Her relief came by way of unconsciousness. She accepted the darkness, relished in it even.

Minutes later she peeled her eyes open as her brain desperately tried to catch up. It didn't take long as the ache between her thighs made her situation abundantly clear. She sat up slowly looking around the room. The tears came as she spotted her shredded clothes in the coroner. She lifted herself from the bed thinking of what she should do next. The sound of the shower shutting off in the next room made her decision for her. Without thinking and ignoring the excruciating pain her body was in, she ran…

Bare feet, shaky legs, and pain pulsating throughout her core could not stop her forward movement. She made her way down the stairs and out of the front door before she heard alarms sounding. Alarms she didn't even know existed. He was after her, and she knew if he caught her, this would be her hell for the rest of her life. That thought alone motivated her to keep moving. She ducked into the bushes along the compound knowing out running vampires was impossible. She somehow made it to the iron gate that led to her freedom, but it was swinging shut faster than her worn out feet could carry her. Still, she moved forward. Just after she managed to squeeze thru the gate, she felt it. His hand was on her. She felt the coldness, death touching her shoulder. She tried to scream, but his other hand was quicker than her voice. It wrapped around her mouth. She struggled against his strong hold, but all attempts to escape him failed. She was lifted from her feet and moving faster than she could see. Her stomach was in knots as all she could make out was the sound of the wind in her ear. Once they stopped she looked around and cried. She was standing in the Mikealson garage. Her body began trembling as she turned around to face him.

"Going somewhere love?" She heard Klaus' voice say.

Relief washed over her as she realized he wasn't Elijah.

"You cannot run from him darling… He will always find you. He won't stop looking until he finds you."

Bonnie cried harder than she ever had in her life. Klaus took in her battered appearance, and his non-beating her broke. Tears stained her cheeks, she had a black eye, a busted lip, bloody feet, bruised legs, and blood was running down her inner thigh. Klaus pinched the bridge of his nose, and looked up toward the ceiling. He was at war with himself, struggling between doing the right thing and being loyal to his brother. He took another look at her, and without another thought his decision was made. He wrapped her in his arms a sped off the compound. He held her tightly as he ran undetected thru town only stopping when he reached the edge of Mystic Falls. He wrapped his jacket around her shoulders as they walked thru the woods toward the Salvatore boarding house. When they reached the porch, he handed her his wallet which had about seven hundred dollars cash plus several credit cards.

"Take what you need love… Damon will take you where you need to go. Head south. New Orleans is full of witches that will be willing to help you."

He turned to leave, but Bonnie quickly wrapped her arms around him.

"Thank You Klaus. I will never forget you."

Klaus winked at her before speeding off back towards the woods. Bonnie knocked on the door, and several moments later Damon answered. A small gasp escaped his lips at the sight of her.

"Damon." Bonnie cried before throwing herself into his arms.

A/N: Let me know what you think. Do you think Elijah will catch up to Bonnie?

Will Bonnie hook up with Damon? Do you want her to?