Like A Man Possessed

By: Tracy Cook

Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters belong to the creators of Vampire Diaries.

Couple: Bonnie/Damon

Rating: M

Warning : This fic will have serial killer Damon in it. And lots of murder and violence and smut!

Author's Note : Thank you all so much for the support! I really am loving writing this! Hope y'all like this chapter!

Chapter Three

Scars

'Took A Journey Through My Brain,

And They Saw The Scars, And They Felt My Pain.'

"So, what do we do now, Bon-Bon?" Damon asked. The way that he said the nickname was saturated with sarcasm and his blue eyes widened playfully. He still didn't believe that she was a witch, that was obvious. And she didn't like the nickname one bit. Once again she felt like he wasn't taking her seriously. But, at least he was cooperating with her and he hadn't kicked her out.

"We need to hide the evidence." She said. "And you need to take a shower and wash those clothes. You are covered in blood." Her face contorted in disgust as she noticed that he still had a mix of his blood and the victims blood all over him.

"You don't seem like the type of girl to hide evidence." He noted. She seemed like a good person, not someone who would help someone get away with murder.

"I'm not. Usually." Bonnie said, standing to her feet and pulling him up by his hand. They had never stopped holding hands and she couldn't deny that she enjoyed the contact. Probably more than she should have given the circumstances. She felt strangely safe when his fingers were interlocked with hers.

They were standing up in front of the couch. Their hands interlocked and green eyes staring into blue. He had a small, genuine smile playing on his lips and curiosity swimming behind his eyes. "Then why are you?" Damon asked. "Why are you helping me?"

For just a second she forgot how to speak as he started to delicately run his thumb along the back of her hand. She felt the hairs along her arm rise at the touch and a blush ran down along her shoulders. 'Pull yourself together, Bonnie! You should not be reacting this way! You aren't here because you want anything intimate with him, you just want to help him...' Still, oddly enough, she already felt an intimate connection with him through her visions.

"I am helping you because I know that none of this is your fault."

"How do you know that?" His lips curled mischievously. "I could just be lying to you. I could be a creepy serial killer with 'emo' tendencies."

Bonnie laughed a little and shook her head. "But, you aren't." She delivered a gentle squeeze to his hand. "My faith in you should be the ultimate proof of my powers. I'm not scared of you. I've seen the things that go on in your head."

Damon swallowed hard. He had a dark mind and he didn't share any of his feelings with anyone. His brother didn't even know that Elena and him had broken up. No one did. 'Does she? How much does this girl know exactly? This is just so weird...'

"In that case I feel sorry for you."

"It wasn't so bad." She smiled. "Now, go and take a shower. We'll bandage up those cuts after you are done."

"You wouldn't care to make that vision of yours a reality would ya?" Damon wondered. He was obviously referring to the vision she had of him while she was in the shower. The way that she let go of his hand and shot him a glare told him that she did want to shower with him. 'She's so stubborn. That would be the perfect way to get my mind off of everything.' He thought with a smirk.

"Just hurry up and get in the shower. We don't know when the cops will show up and we need to get rid of all the evidence and get you out of here before then." Bonnie wasn't really angry with him. She wasn't even angry at all. She was just trying to push him away.

That was what she always did when she started developing feelings for people.

She knew that it was too soon to say that she was developing feelings for Damon. But, the truth was, she felt like she had known him for months. She felt comfortable with him already. She knew what he was thinking and she knew that he was putting on an act. He was terrified. He didn't want to go to prison. He didn't want to have blood on his hands.

"Your loss." Damon teased as he turned around and headed toward the bathroom.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at him and fell back down onto the couch to wait for him to be done. She didn't feel comfortable going through his house and getting rid of evidence without him. 'Even though I know exactly where everything is... God this is so weird, to actually be here, in his apartment...'

She found herself scanning her surroundings. She recognized so much of it from her visions. She had it memorized better than she had her best friend's apartment memorized. She was actually starting to feel a bit like a stalker, but she couldn't control the visions. They just came to her. Bonnie heard the water from the shower in the bathroom and a light blush covered her cheeks as she was reminded of her vision.

It had been a simple vision, through his eyes.

She had watched him cleaning himself as she was in the middle of cleaning herself. She had seen all of him. And she had thought that he had a very nice body. 'He was so hot. His-no! NO! NO! NO! Stop thinking about this right now! Seriously! You don't have a crush on him, you don't even know him. Not really! Just focus on something else!'

Bonnie was startled out of her thoughts when she heard a ringing sound. She jumped and let out a yelp of surprise as she looked around for the source of the sound. Her eyes landed on Damon's cellphone sitting on the table in front of the couch.

She tugged her lip between her teeth and chewed on it as she waited for the ringing to stop. She didn't know if she should answer it. It could be considered an invasion of his privacy. 'Not that I haven't already invaded that plenty already... Plus it could be an emergency.' Bonnie reached out and grabbed the phone, looking at the front of it to see who was calling.

"Elena?" She muttered aloud.

Thankfully the ringing stopped.

Bonnie moved to set the cellphone back on the table where she found it, hoping that Damon wouldn't notice she had touched it. Then she felt it start to vibrate in her hand and the ringing started again. She looked down at the phone and she saw the name again, Elena. Chewing on her cheeks she debated answering it or not. Finally, she pressed the send button and held it up to her ear.

"Hello."

The other woman evidently hadn't been expecting to hear another woman's voice. Bonnie could hear the jealousy in her tone. "Oh. I was looking for Damon, is he there?"

"Yeah. He's taking a shower right now. Can I take a message?"

"Who is this?" Elena asked. Her voice shaking a little. She didn't like the thought of Damon sleeping with someone else so soon after they broke up. She knew that she had been the one to break things off with him, but she still loved him. She still cared about him. And she hadn't slept with anyone else yet.

"I'm just a friend of his." Bonnie told her. She felt a strange satisfaction in the other woman's jealousy. If she was the girl she thought she was, then she had no right to be upset if Damon was moving on. "What did you need to tell him? I will tell him for you."

Elena still sounded upset. "Tell him that I will be coming over later to get the rest of my stuff."

'Yep. It is definitely her. Why did she get jealous if she is just coming over here to get the rest of her things? She should let him be happy! Not that he's happy with me or anything... gah!' "Okay. I'll tell him."

"Thanks." With that the other woman hung up the phone.

Bonnie was now conflicted as she set the phone back down on the table. She didn't know when she should tell Damon that his ex was coming over, or if she should tell him at all. He needed to be out of the house and if he knew she was coming over he might want to stay and see her. Plus, she didn't really like the thought of them together. She knew that it was wrong of her. She didn't know the entire story. But, she felt like he deserved better and she knew how girls were.

If Elena thought that he had a new girlfriend, he would become desirable to her again. She would try and get with him. The thought caused her stomach to twist in knots.

'Okay this is just silly. Of course I have to tell him. I have no right to be jealous at all! It's his life he can do what he wants with the information.'

Her muscles tensed when she heard the shower turn off and she started to nervously tap her foot as she waited for him to come out of the bathroom.

When the door to the bathroom opened, Bonnie stood to her feet and turned around to face him. They needed to wrap his wounds and hide the evidence before the police found them. Green eyes widened and darkened with desire as she spotted him standing before her, wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist. Her heart jumped and her breath caught in her throat.

She watched as drops of water rolled down his toned abdomen. As her eyes traveled down she noticed his prominent happy trail and her mind filled with images from her vision of what that trail led too. She couldn't deny that he was well endowed.

"See something you like?" Damon asked with a knowing smirk on his lips and a raise of his brow. He could tell when a girl looked at him with lustful eyes, and Bonnie was definitely looking at him that way right now.

Bonnie forced her eyes away from his body and she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. She knew that she was blushing and that his words hadn't been far from the truth. But, she didn't like how confident and cocky he was being about it. 'Okay, maybe I like it a little... It's kind of hot.' "Where are your clothes, Damon?"

"I forgot them." He said.

She didn't believe for a second that he had forgot his clothes by accident. There was something in his voice that told her he had done it on purpose. "Yeah, well how about you go and find some now?"

"Are you gonna help me get dressed too?" Damon flirted. This only received a glare in his direction from the petite brunette. He sighed and walked past her into his room in order to get dressed. He had really been hoping that she would decide to help him put his clothes on. 'Maybe she could help me with something else too...'

Once in the room, he closed the door behind himself and he started to pull on a pair of clean jeans. It felt refreshing to no longer have blood covering his clothes. It felt like he could finally forget what had happened. But, as he pulled on a black button up shirt his eyes landed on the bed and he knew that he couldn't forget it happened.

His left his shirt unbuttoned and he approached his bed, pulling the covers and sheets from the mattress. He needed to wash the blood from them.

Bonnie watched Damon as he walked out of the bedroom and headed into the bathroom to put the sheets in the laundry with his other clothes. She could hear the washer going. Once he finished throwing them in the washer with his clothes he headed back out into the living room and started to button up his shirt. He could feel her eyes staring at his exposed skin again and he liked it.

He finished buttoning his shirt and then he rolled up his sleeves to expose the deep cuts along his forearms.

Some of the scabs had peeled off from the water in the shower and they were bright red and bleeding again. They probably needed stitches, but he obviously couldn't go to the hospital. They would just have to wrap them up to the best of their ability with whatever he had in his bathroom.

Bonnie walked toward him and reached out to grab his hand. As soon as she felt his skin against hers she felt her heart jump and a fire ignite along her skin. She couldn't deny the way that her body reacted to him. She forced the feelings away though. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned up." She dragged Damon into the bathroom and told him to take a seat on the toilet as she started to go through his medical cabinet.

'I can't believe that she's helping me... She hardly even knows me.' Despite all of his flirtations, he really was grateful to have her there with him. If she hadn't shown up, he would have been lost right about now. He would have been drowning in a bottle of bourbon and fighting off urges to kill himself.

She had already saved him.

All she had to do was tell him that she trusted in him and believed that he hadn't meant to kill the man. She had faith in him and it gave him faith in himself.

Bonnie turned on her heels and smiled at him as she held up something she could use to wrap around his wrist, and some gauze. She also had a small tube of antibiotic cream so that his cuts wouldn't get infected. Damon returned the smile and it warmed her heart. She loved when he smiled at her genuinely and not in a devious manner.

"Let me see your arm."

He held out one of his arms to her and she knelt down in front of the toilet. She was sitting between his legs on the ground now and she was examining his wounds. "Some of these really do need stitches... But I'll make it work."

Bonnie twisted the cap off of the antibiotic cream and she squeezed some out onto her index finger. Glancing up into his eyes she warned, "This will probably sting a little."

"I think I can handle it." Damon replied.

She nodded her head and bit down on her bottom lip as she focused her eyes on the cuts and started to apply the cream to them. She heard him let out little hisses of pain and she laughed a little. He had been so cocky a few minutes ago that she couldn't help but laugh when she heard him react to how badly it stung. Bonnie looked up at him and saw that his face was scrunched up in pain. "I thought you could handle it."

"I am handling it." He spat back sarcastically, his eyes widening.

"Right." Bonnie stretched, returning her attention to the cuts.

Once she finished wrapping the first arm, she turned and focused on his other arm. She applied the cream to the cuts and she smiled again when she heard his pained hisses. Her conversation with Elena was running through her mind and she knew that she needed to tell Damon about it. She just didn't know when to tell him. 'Now seems as good a time as ever.'

"Elena called while you were in the shower."

"Elena?" The hope in Damon's voice broke her heart. She knew that he wasn't going to be happy to hear why Elena had called.

"Yeah." Bonnie kept her eyes on the cuts as she said the next words, "She called twice in a row and I thought it might have been an emergency, so I answered."

"What did she say?"

She didn't want to tell him and he could see that written all over her face.

'It must have been really bad.' "What did she say, Bonnie?" Damon repeated the question, already expecting the worst. He had hoped that she had realized that she was wrong about him and she still loved him. That she was going to be there for him and help him through his problems. But, it didn't look to be the case.

"She said that she was going to come by and get the rest of her things tonight." She said as she finished wrapping up his other arm. She felt his muscles tense beneath her fingers and she knew that he was upset. She didn't blame him for being upset. Elena had given up on him when he was at his worst. She had ran out on him when things got too difficult for her.

Bonnie looked up at him and she saw his jaw was tense. He was angry. He was hurt. "I'm sorry, Damon." She breathed out sadly.

"It's probably for the best."

'You Saw The Things I Didn't Want To Find,

You Knew The Dreams I Had Over A Bottle Of Wine.'

Author's Note :

Thank you so much for your reviews and giving this fic a chance! I am really kind of worried that it's not that great because I didn't get many reviews for the last chapter... Hopefully this chapter will be better for y'all! It's shorter, but there is lots of Bamon goodness in it! I have pretty much the entire story planned out and I am really excited to write it and will probably be focusing a lot on this fic, so I really do hope that you guys like it! Please do tell me what y'all think and want to see out of it! I'm gonna keep updating no matter what, but I really wanna hear from y'all!

Did y'all enjoy all of the Bamon-ness in this chapter?! What about Elena? :/ Y'all will be meeting Stefan for the first time in the next chapter! Should have some brotherly conflict and more of Rebekah and Elijah! :)) And of course Bamon! Elena might also be making an appearance.

Thank you sooo much to all of the dedicated readers!

Y'all keep me writing and I love you all so much!

-Tracy Cook-