Damon and Bonnie had driven for six hours already. It made up nearly half the trip and they only had to stop for gas twice on account of Damon going constantly over one hundred miles an hour. Damon looked over at Bonnie frequently to see if her body language had changed any. The whole time she sat upright, eyes forward, arms crossed, and lips pressed together. She hardly budged, barely a blink.
"Damon, you can slow down. Okay"? She spoke in a monotone voice, still looking straight ahead. "Only one of us is immortal, and the least you can do is get me back home in one piece".
"Oh, she speaks". He had been anxious to get one word out of her. "Look Bon, I don't get why you're so upset. I'm going to get you home as fast as I can. Any other time you wouldn't want to spend one more minute with me. Does this have anything to do with the last two weeks, maybe specifically last night"?
"We're not talking about this Damon".
"Oh how the script has been flipped. I have been trying to be accommodating to you finally after all of these years and you have just been a very frigid bitch to me the last twenty-four hours. The funny thing is that I ultimately got the thing that I wanted. It was the whole point of this trip, Elena's necklace. However, as I laid in bed last night I considered that the best thing to come out of all of this is that you and I could actually become friends".
"Shut up Damon".
"What? You don't think so. You don't agree that we finally warmed up to each other? Why is that such a problem, why do we have to be nemesis all the time"?
"Warmed up to each other"? Bonnie laughed. "Damon, we kissed".
There was a short awkward silence. Damon rambled for words. "Well, yes we did".
"And we talked about that. You know that I'm getting back with Elena as soon as I get her necklace to her".
"You think it's so easy Damon. You expect her to just take you back after you killed the guy that she was dating".
"It was an accident! How many times do I have to say that"?
"Sure. We just never quite know with you. Then there's the fact that you had already blown it with her way before all of that".
"I know, I know. I was being selfish, irresponsible, inconsiderate, and wasn't paying her much attention, but I'm over all of that".
"Hey, no need to explain all of that to me… I don't care". Bonnie rolled her eyes.
More silence followed. A solid five minutes had passed by, and then ten minutes. They had been on the same road for about an hour and a half. As they journeyed further south the scenery had begun to turn from white to green and there was less of a chill in the air. Along the way were probably thousands of trees that they've passed.
There were woods, woods, and more woods. That was pretty much all they had seen for a while, which means that they were nearing Virginia pretty soon. Damon looked over to Bonnie. Now she leaned over onto the door with her elbow propped and her head resting on her hand. He continued with short glances at the very sullen Bonnie.
"What you said last night, was all of that stuff true", he asked.
"I was drunk Damon. I didn't mean what I said".
"Then why are you so mad"? Damon reached over to put his hand on Bonnie's knee. In an instant she sprung up and chanted, "Zenthos". With that one word the car began to swerve and then it spun around several times because of the icy road.
As soon as Damon was able to get the car to a halt Bonnie opened the door and stepped out. She began to walk ahead away from the car.
"Damn it Bonnie! What's your problem"? He yelled out to her from the window.
"I don't know who the hell you think you are Damon! You don't get to have your way all the time. Everything is not about you, and I'm beginning to realize that it doesn't always have to be about Elena", she yelled without having to look back.
Damon had already opened the door and now he was standing outside of the car and leaning over the open door. There happen to be no other cars visible the whole time. He scrounged his face together, "WHAT"? He was clearly clueless. He could not begin to understand what was going through Bonnie's head at the moment.
He spent all morning and afternoon confused. They were good last night.
They shared an intimate kiss, but that was it. They talked about it and they laughed it off. She was drunk, and they went to sleep. What was he missing?
"Bonnie come back", he begged.
"Fuck it, I'm going to leave you… You little witch"! Words couldn't describe how annoyed he was beginning to get with her. He just wanted to zip over to her and squeeze her as hard as he could, maybe hear her bones crack. In fact he could imagine shaking the life out of her until the electrical impulses in her body died out and her heart suddenly stopped. Instead he released a sigh.
He was working on a new approach in life. Try to be sensitive he told himself. Be a nice guy. This was his New Year's resolution, but it was proving to be hard. However, if he could just overcome this then he may have a shot at getting Elena back.
"BONNIEEEEE", he poured out dramatically. She didn't give him the courtesy to stop to hear him out. Bonnie had begun to edge near the wood line. As the road was beginning to curve around, Damon was beginning to fade further and further out of sight. She had some major thinking to do, but Damon would not get out of her head.
She was the one that leaned forward to kiss Damon last night. He met her the rest of the way though. Why did she do it? Why did he do it back? As much as she wanted to believe it was all of the wine she had to drink, she shuttered to think that was not the main factor.
Had there been something underlying the whole time? Some type of feeling? Maybe it was hard for her to see it long before. There had always been more people involved, and danger every minute of the day.
There were typical things that you invite into your life when you get involved with a bunch of vampires. Things such as blood-sucking mayhem, compulsion to make the residents go loopy, battles against werewolves, and vampire turf wars among many other conflicts. Perhaps these things distracted her from really divulging what she really felt toward Damon. More significantly, Damon was the long time boyfriend of her best friend. That part ate away at her.
He had always been the biggest dick in Mystic Falls. Regardless of that she had to admit that the last two weeks were amazing, at least for her it was. Yet, Damon had no clue. In the past minute she had heard some rustling in the woods, but she shrugged it off as it being an animal. Now it was just getting louder.
She stopped and peered into the woods. There were trees left and trees right. Leaves smothered the ground. The ground was still wet, cold, and the total atmosphere was muggy. She didn't notice anyone or anything, so she continued to walk.
It didn't take much time for her to realize that something was moving in closer to her. She could feel its presence. Goosebumps trickled in back of her neck. She began to feel uncomfortable. She wrapped her arms around to hold herself.
This was an eerie feeling. She figured that now would be a good time to turn back and rush to the car with Damon. She stopped once more to consider her choice to head back. As her mind was made up she turned around and what was standing right behind her was menacing. Pale skin, red eyes, purple veins, and enormous fangs of what was now seen to be without a doubt a vampire.
He grabbed onto Bonnie and sunk his one-inch fangs into the side of her neck. She screamed out to Damon for dear life who was now hundreds of feet away. She was able to snatch away from the demented looking guy, but the blood that was just drained from her neck made her weak. He hit her with a backhand. She fell into his vicious hands and then he scrammed into the woods with her clutched against him.
By the time Damon made it to that very spot. They were no longer standing there. He kneeled down to examine the drops of blood. "Bonnie", he spoke softly in a worrisome tone. He gazed out into the woods. There he saw a speckle moving fairly fast cutting through the trees. He let out a grumble and suddenly he was after him.