Hello! I'm back, told you I would be :P. Well Here's 2. Hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer : None of this characters belong to me. They are the property of LJ and script writers of The Vampire Diaries.
Elena. Elena. Elena. E-freaking-lena. That's all everyone has been worrying about. Well not this girl, not anymore at least. Bonnie walked into her house slamming the door behind herself with the flick of her wrist. This is where she draws the line. Dealing with an emotionless Elena is one thing, but dealing with an emotionless Elena that has tried to kill you – not once but twice – is a whole other thing. She tried to be nice the first time only giving her an aneurysm to slow her down, and try talking to her; but that backfired.
"Ugggh…." Elena proclaimed, grabbing her head falling to her knees. Bonnie stopped and looked at her in bewilderment.
"Elena what's going on?"
Elena looked up at her, her eyes no longer brown doe, but deep black.
"You. The answer to all of this is you. Since we can't kill Silas, we kill his witch. That way I won't have to deal with Jeremy, Alaric, and Jenna trying to force me to switch on my humanity. I heard little witch. Silas has been coming to you as Jeremy to break the seal. That's not going to happen."
The next thing Bonnie knew Elena was instantly in front of her, and her fangs were engaged into her neck. She screamed trying to get her off, but Elena jerked back herself choking and spitting up blood. The emotion that took over Bonnie was unexplainable. Everything in her turned to rage and all she saw was red. She flicked her wrist and Elena was screaming holding her head again, falling to the ground. The bone in her arm cracked next, and that only prompted her to do more damage. She intensified the aneurysm in Elena's head, and she started thrashing on the ground.
"Bonnie, stop it." She heard a voice coming from behind her, and that when she saw Stefan in front of her, aiding to Elena; trying to calm her down.
"I know what I'm doing." She said calmly, the aneurysm getting stronger.
"That's just the magic talking. She's your best friend." The voice behind her said.
Blood was starting to come out of her ears, and her nose. Stefan shot a glance up to Bonnie.
"Damn it Bonnie. "
Elena screamed again. "Bo-bonnie please…" She pleaded. And that's when Bonnie saw it. The glimpse of the Elena she once knew, and she stopped, the feeling subsiding.
She felt someone walk up behind her, and she turned to face him. It was Damon.
"Are you ok?" He asked looking at her.
"No I'm not ok. I almost died. The shell of my best friend almost killed me. None of this is ok."
"Ok. Alright." He stepped to her cautiously. "Just calm down. We're going to fix it."
"Fix it?" She said giving him a look of disbelief. "Fix it?! She's not some toy that you can just take apart and put back together when something's not working, Damon. She's a vampire. A vampire without her humanity; and that's no thanks to you."
And with that she was gone.
Damon watched as Stefan placed Elena on the bed, which was in the room of the Salvatore Boarding house. He leaned against the wall watching him fawn over her. A part of him hated it. Even without her emotions Elena seemed to respond to Stefan more than him. Whenever he tried to talk sense into her, she'd waved him off; but when Stefan with his cape stepped into play, she actually stopped and thought about what he said. He could see it all over her face whenever he caught them talking.
Stefan stood up and turned to face and Damon smirked at him.
"She's definitely going to feel that in the morning." He chuckled a little.
"Looks like we're to plan C. Did you see the look in her eyes, when she thought she was going to die? It was fear."
"Yea, fear one of the pesky little human feelings. Great, now that we know how we're going to help Elena; I think we should talk about the other problem. The one where it can be anyone, anywhere, anytime."
"I think Bonnie can handle herself. We got a front row seat to that event."
"Seriously? I don't think we should underestimate him. He fooled the hell out of us didn't he?" He inquired walking out of the room after Stefan, shutting the door and locking it. "What did he say to you?"
"Lead me out to the woods, claiming he saw Silas, and staked me. What about you?"
"Hmm." Damon looked at Stefan for a while, before answering. Of course he wasn't going to tell him the truth, so he shrugged, turning to face him. "He talked about his hair, I figured it was you."
Stefan snorted a little, as Damon passed by him to go upstairs. He looked back, raising an eyebrow.
"Are you coming?"
"Yea." Stefan said following after him.
Damon walked into his room, tossing his jacket on the chair and loosening his tie; sitting his glass of bourbon on the table. He walked over to the part of the room that was his bathroom, and turned the shower on. He stripped himself down, and stepped into the shower, letting the water run over his body. The truth to the matter was Silas used Elena and Bonnie against him. He somehow knew about the sire bond and how that came to effect with his and Elena's relationship.
"Your mind is a very dark and riveting place Damon…The witch is mine, stay away from her."
Those words played over in his head. So that's another thing they had to add to the ongoing list of Silas characteristics. He's a physic. He ran his hand through his hair. Bonnie. He needed to check on her. Make sure she wasn't going another one of her - whatever you call it.
He got out the shower, wrapping a towel around and walking into his room to change. He changed into his classic black attire, and boots. He jogged downstairs and grabbing his keys from the table.
"Where are you going?" Stefan asked.
"Out. Don't wait up." He walked out the house and got into his car, heading down the street to Bonnie's house.
She was sleep. Her blanket half way off the bed, her hair fanned out all around her face, and her body sprawled out in the middle of her bed. To say she was tired would be an understatement. She was even beyond exhausted; but who wouldn't be after almost killing their friend.
Tap. Tap.
She heard a noise on her window, and groaned turning her head and ignoring it.
Tap. Tap.
She scowled a little in her sleep. Whatever it was needed to shut the hell up.
Tap. Tap.
She let out a breath, and opened her eyes, looking over at the clock on her nightstand. 2:30 in the morning. She got up, sighing running a hand down her face, and looked toward her window. It was nothing there. She swung her body to the left, placing her feet on the cold floor. She walked over to the window and opened it.
"Finally."
She heard a voice come from somewhere in the darkness, and she glared.
"It's 2:30 in the morning. Ya'know the time that normal people sleep?"
"And neither of us is normal. So get the sleep out your eyes and meet me at the front door."
Before Bonnie could protest, she felt a cool breeze whip pass her face indicating he was gone.
"Damn it…" She mumbled before shutting her window, and making her way downstairs.
She opened the door and was greeted with a smirk and a little wave of fingers.
"What do you want Damon?"
"Why do you think I always want something from you?"
"Have you met yourself?"
"No, but from what I see I'm an impressionable guy."
Bonnie snorted, crossing her arms, and leaning against her door frame. To her dismay Damon took the same pose, facing her.
"Seriously what is it?"'
"I just wanted to make sure that you weren't going crazy."
She raised an eyebrow.
"I think you caught the maniac already."
Damon laughed a little, and Bonnie was now even more confused.
"I suppose you're right."
He said looking at her.
"This night just keeps getting more and more mind blogging."
"What do you mean?"
"First I was supposed to meet what I thought was Caroline at the Grille to help her with for graduation. Only to find out that it was Silas, and he came to me as Jeremy. I get threatened to do some stupid spell to let some veil down, and then I get attacked by what used to be my bestfriend. And now you, of all people, is sitting in front of my door asking if I'm ok."
"Your point is?"
"My point is this is crazy. I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone or something."
"Welcome to my life."
Bonnie looked at him. Were they…bonding? She opened her mouth to say something, then closed it; deciding not to ask.
"Something's on your mind. What is it?"
She bit her lip contemplating whether or not to ask. They were having a semi weird nice talk and she didn't want to ruin it asking him about his feelings, knowing that he always shields away from that and becomes moody.
"I was just going to ask how you're doing in all of this."
"I'm fine. You know beside the fact of getting stabbed."
Bonnie pursed her lips and nodded her head a little.
"Right." She bit her lip. "So.."
"So.."
"Can I go back to bed now? As you can see nothing is broken, floating, or on fire."
"Yea. I suppose so. Just…if you need anything, you'll call right?"
"Yes. I'll call."
"Ok. Night Bonnie."
"Night."
She watched as he got in his car, and sped off down the road. She closed the door and made her way back up to her room thinking about what just took this.
"What is happening?" She asked no one in particular as she crawled back into bed.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd there ya go! I know I haven't uploaded in awhile, but I haven't been feeling the greatest and I'm enrolled myself in summer college course, cause I'm a nerd. xD But yea, more coming soon. Hopefully you won't have to wait this long.