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Shit.

Shit.

SHIT.

Well, well, Bonnie, you just had to be SO dumb as to continue walking down the alley where the wolves like to lurk. And now you are paying the price.

I eyed Damon warily as his fellow gang members straightened up and turned to stare at me. Sage, Stefan, and an Asian boy who went by the name Shinichi.

Sage was in my eyes, an unknown entity. I didn't exactly knew what type of person he was but he literally exuded power. Maybe it was because of the constantly relaxed yet quietly menacing aura. Or maybe because rumour had it that he had beaten up a sixteen year old three times his size when he was eight over a possession of a table in a café. Or maybe it was because his father was from the Italian mafia. Whatever the reason, I knew it wouldn't do to anger someone like Sage.

And Shinichi, he disgusted me to bits. He was a real playboy, but he had major connections to the Japanese and the Korean underworld. He went through girls like people went through used tissues. Actually, come to think of it, Damon probably picked them to be in his gang because they were, well, powerful. Hello, the mafia? Damn, how did Mystic Falls get so lucky as to have members of the Italian, Korean and Japanese mafia in the same area?

Stefan was Damon's heartthrob of a brother. They were poles apart in character and appearance. Damon was the chief of the tribe, the leader of the coven, the alpha of the pack. And Stefan was in other words, the beta. He grew up in his brother's shadow and nobody was ever quite sure whether this was the real Stefan or if there was a different person hiding under his impenetrable façade. I admit, I used to admire Stefan from afar back in middle school. He didn't possess the irritating "sexy in a dark sort of way" quality like his brother, a weird quality that drew girls to Damon like moths to a flame. Stefan was broody and intense, and he never seemed totally into the gang stuff like the rest of the members.

But Damon, he was different. He was a holy terror. I usually liked to avoid trouble, but trouble always seemed to have a way of finding me. Like now. Damon practically screamed danger from every pore. The members were mere pawns, and Damon controlled the chess board. They were all brawn and no brains, and Damon was both brawn and brains. The trouble was, other girls couldn't seem to sense the fact that he was the devil incarnate and kept up with the incessant flirting. I knew for a fact that there was even a "I love Damon Salvatore" website floating somewhere in the World Wide Web.

Yeuch.

"Bonnie?"

Derek's voice brought me back to the present. I focused my eyes on him, squinting in the darkness. He was struggling to sit up, in an even worst shape that he had been before this. His left arm stuck out at an odd angle and blood trickled down from his nose, which seemed like it was broken. And finally, he looked scared.

"Bonnie?"

This time it was Damon's voice, mimicking ( and greatly exaggerating) Derek's tone of surprise. He blinked at me slowly, and I had a sudden vision about a crow blinking its yellow eyes at its prey before devouring him.

"And may I know, what brings a pretty young thing like you to such a place at so late at night?"

I fought back a shudder at the chilling undercurrent in his otherwise polite tone, but I didn't say anything back.

There was a long pause that allowed the tension in the air to congeal into a thick unmovable, cloud.

"I asked you a question, Bonnie," Damon said, breaking the silence and sneering my name. "Why are you here?"

I stared at him disbelievingly.

"Why are YOU here?" I shot back. If I was going down, then I was going down with a fight.

Shinichi stared at me from the shadows and Sage gave a low growl.

Funnily enough, Damon didn't seem the slightest bit perturbed. In fact, he was staring at me like I was a mildly interesting specimen under a microscope.

"Do you have anything important to say?" he asked politely, but still with the icy undercurrent. "If not, please do go away. You are actually interrupting a rather important meeting."

"Were you meeting up to beat on a guy?" I found myself asking. Shut up Bonnie! Get out while you can!

Damon's lips twisted into a smug smirk. "It's really none of your business, Bunnie."

"And it's really not up to you to tell me to leave, Dalmatian."

I could have sworn I heard a snicker from Stefan.

Damon's expression shifted from arrogant jerk to mad madman in a second. He took a step towards me. "What did you just call me?"

Okay, now how do we get out of this one with a snappy comeback? "You heard me," I muttered. "Unless you are a deaf Dalmatian?"

"What the hell," Damon demanded. "Is your problem?"

I tuned him out. I had more pressing matters to take care of.

Like how to get Derek and myself out alive.

I took a step towards Derek, only Sage immediately blocked my path.

"He leaves with me," I demanded.

"You're not in any position to make demands," Damon told me flatly, his bottomless black eyes glaring at me. I refused to acknowledge him. "I'm not gonna leave him. Someone will probably find him dead the next day."

Damon rolled his eyes. "We're not gonna kill him, Bunnie. Even if we did, we'll make sure to dispose the evidence. Now," he narrowed his eyes at me. "Out."

"You do realise I could tell others about this incident, do you?" I said flatly. "Even your famous daddy won't be able to get you out of this, you know."

Damon shrugged. "Do you honestly think they will believe you?"

I nodded to Derek and his injuries. "No, but they might believe him."

Damon didn't even bother to look at him. "He won't dare." He turned to Derek. "Will you?" There was no mistaking the threat in his voice.

Derek shook his head.

Damon smiled in satisfaction.

I glared at Derek. What a wuss. Just as well he dumped Elena.

"Oh alright then," I said coldly. "Since you obviously don't want to be saved. I'll just take my leave, shall I?"

"Smartest decision you ever made all day, Bunnie."

I ignored his jibe and turned back down the alley. This was a waste of my time.

1 week later

The strains of " Funhouse" by Pink filled the air. Elena's ringtone on my mobile. I grabbed my cell phone and slid it opened. "Hello?"

"Bonnie, you have got to get over here!" Elena's voice was frantic, a tone that was rare for her. Hardly anything ever ruffled her feathers.

"Um…what's going on Elena?"

"You won't believe it, Bonnie," Elena said into the phone breathlessly. "But it turns out that he had been sleeping around with Katherine, and he was Damon Salvatore's freaking girlfriend! They had been making his life hell all week and now he told me-" and she started sobbing. "Bonnie, it's so scary!"

"What? Who's he?" I demanded, though I was sure I knew who. "Calm down, Elena!"

"Oh Bonnie, it's Derek, he's gone absolutely crazy. He called me awhile ago to tell me he was sorry for dumping me, that asshole. Sorry, but it's true. Then he said that this was the last time I'll ever hear from him. I tried to get him to tell me what was going on and then he told me about Damon and his gang. And it's not just them, the whole freaking school had been treating him this way because he got a red card from them or something. And the red card meant that the students were allowed to do whatever they want to him. It's been horrible! So now-"

I interrupted my friend's babbling. She could convey what could be a few sentences into a long winded paragraph. "Are you saying he's trying to commit suicide?"

"Yes, oh yes, I tried to talk him out of it but he hung up on me and won't take my calls. Bonnie, you've got to come over. You have to come with me to stop him. We can't let him go through with this, even if I do hate his guts."

"I coming, I'm coming," I panted, shoving my homework aside and packing my purse one handled. "Where are you?"

"I'm at his school, Bon. He's on the roof, and people are trying to talk him out of it. But it's no use, he refused to listen. He says he wants to jump the moment Damon Salvatore is there to watch. He wants him to feel the regret forever."

"Did someone tell Damon to stay away?" I asked breathlessly, trying to do my shoes with only one hand. Next time, I'm going to try mastering the art of balancing my cell phone on my shoulder.

"Yes! But he says he'll jump at 6pm if Damon didn't show."

I glanced at the clock and gulped. 6pm was only 20 minutes away. The same time it will take for me to get there.

"On my way," I muttered into the phone, then ended the call and rushed down the stairs.

I grabbed my mum's car keys. I haven't passed my driving test but this was certainly the fastest mode of transport available to me. Luckily, there were hardly any red lights or traffic so I reached the Salvatore's private school in record time with 3 minutes to his 6 pm deadline. A huge crowd of people were ogling the solitary figure on the edge of the roof. I glared in disgust. People were actually trying to get the suicide on film?

I scanned the crowds for Elena, but couldn't spot her. Where was she? There was no time to find her anyway. I saw Derek glanced at his watch, and a determined set came over him. Why wasn't anyone stopping him? I quickly shoved my way through the crowds and finally found the entrance to the door. Up the steps, race along the corridor, up more steps, until I found the service entrance that led to the roof. It had been left open. I came out and saw a crowd of teachers and Elena trying to plead with Derek.

There were 30 seconds left, and everything seemed to move in slow motion.

I saw Derek bend his knees and saw his feet rise from the ground. I heard screams and gasps. I saw the crowd on the roof move forward as Elena yelled his name. And then I was running to him , shoving my way through the human wall. The next thing I knew was my body was balancing precariously on the edge of the roof.

And Derek was saved.

Okay! That's it for the chapter! I'm basing most of the storyline on the Korean version of BoF. In that series, the heroine saves a guy from killing himself, and to silence her on this topic the school offers her a scholarship into their school as a bribe. So this bit was necessary, sorry if it wasn't to your liking.

By the way, I hoped the characters didn't come off as too OOC. I was trying to fit in a little of the hero's and heroine's character from the show, so please bear with me! Once again, please review and tell me what you think.