Warning: typo alert! ~sigh~
Chapter Seven
Bonnie opened her eyes slowly and looked up at the ceiling. 'So it wasn't a dream.' She thought sadly as she sat up and brushed her hair out of her face. "Good evening sleepy head." Damon's voice came from somewhere in the darkened room. "Damon where are you?" Bonnie asked as she stood up and looked around the room. "Right here." He said from near the window. A light came on in the far right corner and Bonnie blinked rapidly in attempt to focus on the black clad vampire.
"What time is it?" She asked taking a step towards the now unshuttered window. The scene before her was unbelievable. There was a fire lit in the distance and the back drop of stars on a crystal clear sky was breath taking. "I'd say it's around the witching hour." His voice held a hint of amusement as he watched her look out the window. "Midnight huh?" She asked outloud to no one in paticular as she stopped and placed a palm on the window pane. It was cool to the touch and she wondered briefly at the temperature outside.
She turned her gaze on him and was midly surprised to see him smiling. 'It's like he's running hot to cold in a split second.' She mused as she took the chair across from him. Crossing her legs she leaned back and studied him with an arched brow. "What?" he asked, his smile vanishing in an instant. "Nothing, just trying to figure you out." She told him softly and returned her gaze to the window. "You look up tight Bonnie, why don't you take a relaxing bath. After all, I did to go through all that trouble to aquire your favorite scents."
Bonnie stiffened and shot him a withering look and she replied, "Aquire? Don't you mean stole?" Her tone was sharm and brisk and she saw him tense slightly before he shrugged slightly and stood up. Walking over to the tray he ran his hand over the array of bottles on it and turned towards her. "What difference does it make how I got them, the point is, is that I'm trying to make you as comfortable as possible." Bonnie couldn't believe the nerve of him.
Pushing up and out of the chair she turned toward him and gave a short laugh. "You call taking me captive, seperating me from Elena and Stefan, and locking me in your living quarters a way of making me comfortable?! Don't be absurd." Damon narrowed his eyes and stepping toward her grabbed her forcefully by her wrists. "I'm warning you Bonnie, you don't want to anger me." He said darkly as he gave her a little shake before releasing her suddenly, causing her to stumble backwards.
Bonnie massaged her wrist and stepped back. "What doesn't anger you Damon? Your precious Fallen? This planet? Or perhaps your little dark haired serving girl?" She could hear her own angered voice and silently chided herself, he had just warned her not to anger him any further and there she was yelling at him. Damon's eyebrows shot up and he gave an amused chuckle. "Jealous Bonnie?" Turning away from the knowing look in his eyes Bonnie smirked and made a little scoffing noise.
"Yeah I'm jealous of a planet and a group of savages." She threw at him sarcastically but tensed and took a sharp intake of breath as he grabbed her and turned her around. "You're not jealous of Raevyn are you?" His voice was full of laughter as he tipped her chin up so he could stare into her eyes. "Ofcourse I'm not jealous of h-her. She can have you for all I care. She seems to be the type you go for now." She told him angrily and tried to push away from him but he held fast. "Settle down Bonnie, there's no need for all this drama." He told her, tightening his grip on her upper arms.
Drawing her foot back she kicked him squarely on the shin and fell backwards as he released her. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He shouted down at her angrily as she landed on her rear on the floor. Pushing her feet against the floor she scooted up against the foot of the bed. "No, what the hell is wrong with you Damon?! You've found humor in my discomfort, pain and fear since you appeared in the clearing after we landed." Sitting back on his heels he contemplated her silently, obsidean eyes full of curiousity.
"It was just a simple question Bonnie. Are you jealous of Raevyn?" Closing her eyes Bonnie fought the tears that began to form in her eyes. "Yes." She replied softly. "Good." Damon fired back at her and stood up. "What?" She asked in a strained voice as she stood, eyes whide open and fill of disbelief. "Did I stutter Bonnie? No I don't think so." Damon told her bluntly before heading back to the door. "So are you going to lock me in here again?" She asked him, loathing the pathetic sadness in her own voice.
"Maybe if you clean up and make yourself more presentable I might consider escorting you around my little city." He told her with a little smirk before he excited the room, locking the door behind him. Picking up the brush from the floor Bonnie gave a scream of frustration as she flung it at the locked door. 'He's impossible.' She sidestepped the brush as it came zooming back at her as it bounced off the steal doors.
End of Ch. Seven.. This chapter probably sucked immensesly.. Today was my first day at work and I'm trying to make sure to not neglect my stories. As always comments, questions and all that jazz are welcomed. The character name of Raevyn belongs to my friend Rae.. just thought I'd throw her into my story. Not quite the same description but you'll deal won't you Rae? ~grin~ Oh and Shadow.. she finally got to kick him! ~lol~
Chapter Seven
Bonnie opened her eyes slowly and looked up at the ceiling. 'So it wasn't a dream.' She thought sadly as she sat up and brushed her hair out of her face. "Good evening sleepy head." Damon's voice came from somewhere in the darkened room. "Damon where are you?" Bonnie asked as she stood up and looked around the room. "Right here." He said from near the window. A light came on in the far right corner and Bonnie blinked rapidly in attempt to focus on the black clad vampire.
"What time is it?" She asked taking a step towards the now unshuttered window. The scene before her was unbelievable. There was a fire lit in the distance and the back drop of stars on a crystal clear sky was breath taking. "I'd say it's around the witching hour." His voice held a hint of amusement as he watched her look out the window. "Midnight huh?" She asked outloud to no one in paticular as she stopped and placed a palm on the window pane. It was cool to the touch and she wondered briefly at the temperature outside.
She turned her gaze on him and was midly surprised to see him smiling. 'It's like he's running hot to cold in a split second.' She mused as she took the chair across from him. Crossing her legs she leaned back and studied him with an arched brow. "What?" he asked, his smile vanishing in an instant. "Nothing, just trying to figure you out." She told him softly and returned her gaze to the window. "You look up tight Bonnie, why don't you take a relaxing bath. After all, I did to go through all that trouble to aquire your favorite scents."
Bonnie stiffened and shot him a withering look and she replied, "Aquire? Don't you mean stole?" Her tone was sharm and brisk and she saw him tense slightly before he shrugged slightly and stood up. Walking over to the tray he ran his hand over the array of bottles on it and turned towards her. "What difference does it make how I got them, the point is, is that I'm trying to make you as comfortable as possible." Bonnie couldn't believe the nerve of him.
Pushing up and out of the chair she turned toward him and gave a short laugh. "You call taking me captive, seperating me from Elena and Stefan, and locking me in your living quarters a way of making me comfortable?! Don't be absurd." Damon narrowed his eyes and stepping toward her grabbed her forcefully by her wrists. "I'm warning you Bonnie, you don't want to anger me." He said darkly as he gave her a little shake before releasing her suddenly, causing her to stumble backwards.
Bonnie massaged her wrist and stepped back. "What doesn't anger you Damon? Your precious Fallen? This planet? Or perhaps your little dark haired serving girl?" She could hear her own angered voice and silently chided herself, he had just warned her not to anger him any further and there she was yelling at him. Damon's eyebrows shot up and he gave an amused chuckle. "Jealous Bonnie?" Turning away from the knowing look in his eyes Bonnie smirked and made a little scoffing noise.
"Yeah I'm jealous of a planet and a group of savages." She threw at him sarcastically but tensed and took a sharp intake of breath as he grabbed her and turned her around. "You're not jealous of Raevyn are you?" His voice was full of laughter as he tipped her chin up so he could stare into her eyes. "Ofcourse I'm not jealous of h-her. She can have you for all I care. She seems to be the type you go for now." She told him angrily and tried to push away from him but he held fast. "Settle down Bonnie, there's no need for all this drama." He told her, tightening his grip on her upper arms.
Drawing her foot back she kicked him squarely on the shin and fell backwards as he released her. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He shouted down at her angrily as she landed on her rear on the floor. Pushing her feet against the floor she scooted up against the foot of the bed. "No, what the hell is wrong with you Damon?! You've found humor in my discomfort, pain and fear since you appeared in the clearing after we landed." Sitting back on his heels he contemplated her silently, obsidean eyes full of curiousity.
"It was just a simple question Bonnie. Are you jealous of Raevyn?" Closing her eyes Bonnie fought the tears that began to form in her eyes. "Yes." She replied softly. "Good." Damon fired back at her and stood up. "What?" She asked in a strained voice as she stood, eyes whide open and fill of disbelief. "Did I stutter Bonnie? No I don't think so." Damon told her bluntly before heading back to the door. "So are you going to lock me in here again?" She asked him, loathing the pathetic sadness in her own voice.
"Maybe if you clean up and make yourself more presentable I might consider escorting you around my little city." He told her with a little smirk before he excited the room, locking the door behind him. Picking up the brush from the floor Bonnie gave a scream of frustration as she flung it at the locked door. 'He's impossible.' She sidestepped the brush as it came zooming back at her as it bounced off the steal doors.
End of Ch. Seven.. This chapter probably sucked immensesly.. Today was my first day at work and I'm trying to make sure to not neglect my stories. As always comments, questions and all that jazz are welcomed. The character name of Raevyn belongs to my friend Rae.. just thought I'd throw her into my story. Not quite the same description but you'll deal won't you Rae? ~grin~ Oh and Shadow.. she finally got to kick him! ~lol~