Dangerous Game
Bonnie opened her eyes slowly. She had to blink a few times to adjust her sight. She sat up on her elbows in bed. She looked down. Bonnie had blankets on her, with pillows surrounding her head. Someone had gone through some trouble to make sure that she was comfortable in the big bed.
"Mmm," she mumbled from a terrible headache she had. Her head pounded hard. She needed an aspirin.
She started getting out of bed, throwing the covers off of her petite form.
Bonnie stumbled over to the doorframe, peeking her head out.
Damon was nowhere in sight.
Bonnie tiptoed slowly down the staircase. One wrong move and Damon would come.
Bonnie reached the bottom of the staircase.
Her breathing didn't come from her nose, but from her mouth. She was being as quiet as possible.
She saw the front door. Bonnie started towards it very carefully.
"Going somewhere Bonnie?" asked Damon from her right.
Bonnie shut her eyes in disgust.
"You heard me, huh?" asked Bonnie as she looked at Damon. As usual he was wearing a long sleeved tight black shirt, with his jeans black as well, hugging his legs making him all the more beautiful.
"Yeah; even when you're quiet you make a racket," said Damon.
Bonnie chuckled sarcastically.
"Sit down and eat something. I know you're hungry. I can hear your stomach growling from when you were upstairs," said Damon as he placed a load of pancakes, bacon, and scrambled eggs on the kitchen table.
Bonnie did what she was told. She knew that Damon could do whatever he wanted with her. She was lucky he hadn't raped her yet.
"What happened?" she asked Damon as she took a seat.
"Well you were bleeding from a head wound I gave you," said Damon as he sat opposite of her.
"Two towels full of your blood and I just couldn't stop the bleeding," said Damon.
"So I did what I had to," said Damon.
Bonnie picked up a fork and took a bite of the breakfast Damon laid out for her.
"I didn't poison it Bonnie," said Damon.
"So how did you stop the bleeding?" asked Bonnie in between the bites of a delicious breakfast that she was chewing down at a steady rate.
"Don't get mad," said Damon as he gave her puppy dog eyes.
"Damon," said Bonnie wanting to know.
"I gave you some of my blood," said Damon.
Bonnie choked on the food.
"You what?" she yelled, standing up in a defiant manner.
"If I didn't, you'd be dead. I saved your life Bonnie," said Damon.
"Is that why I have this terrible headache?" asked Bonnie.
"Yes," answered Damon.
Bonnie couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Damon actually saved her life?
Bonnie put her hands over her face. She went back the way she came. She headed for the bedroom. She just wanted to crawl under the covers and cry.
Damon beat her to it.
He was already in the room by the time Bonnie got there.
"Damon please leave me alone," she sobbed out. The tears came and fell.
"That's not really going to happen Bonnie. See I did save you. You owe me," said Damon as he walked behind her. He put his hard abs against her slender back.
"Damon, I have vampire blood in my system. You could kill me and then I would become a vampire. That is your plan isn't it?" asked Bonnie as she turned around to meet his eyes, searching deeply for some honestly.
"Bonnie, I don't want to turn you into a vampire. I made you drink my blood for your wounds to heal," said Damon as he put his hand against her heart, feeling it beat beneath her chest.
"If I didn't act, you would have died. How would I explain that to Stefan and Elena? They would have staked me," said Damon.
"Oh and speaking of which," said Damon as he approached her taking one step forward, causing Bonnie to take another step back, making her trip on the blankets she carelessly threw on the floor.
She landed on the bed with Damon on top of her, pinning her arms above her head.
Her breath caught in her throat as Damon lay on top of her.
Oh God. Why do I have to be half naked right now? I'd rather have layers on, thought Bonnie.
Bonnie didn't try to escape or struggle. She let Damon lay on her.
"They should be back soon, seeing as how you called them. You ruined my fun Bonnie," said Damon.
"Get off me Damon," said Bonnie.
"You didn't say please," said Damon.
Bonnie glared at a nearby pencil, sending it flying at Damon. Her telekinesis was working. She placed the pencil right at Damon's heart.
"Please?" asked Bonnie.
Damon smiled at her before he grabbed the pencil from midair, crushing it with his hand, the splinters falling from his hand, not even leaving a wound on him.
"Nice try Bonnie," said Damon as he pulled up off the bed. He led Bonnie down the stairs and back to her breakfast.
"You need to eat," said Damon as he pushed her shoulders down, forcing Bonnie to sit down.
"Fine," said Bonnie.
She took the last remaining bites after Damon left her alone to finish in peace.
Bonnie finished the best breakfast she ever had, got up, and plopped herself back on the couch.
Bonnie sat in silence as Damon came out from where he was drinking his human blood, picked up Bonnie's dishes, and went back into the kitchen.
Within a few minutes Damon joined Bonnie on the couch. He watched the fire dance. His eyebrows turned from pride to panic.
"When did I start a fire?" asked Damon.
"You didn't. I did," said Bonnie, as she turned her glare on him.
Damon's hand that held the glass of blood suddenly erupted in fire.
He screamed hard as he ran into the kitchen pouring the cold tap water on his hand.
Bonnie had been practicing her technique all along. She had been waiting for the right moment. It came quicker than she had thought.
While Damon was putting out his hand, Bonnie ran off the couch, opened the front door, and ran into the woods.
"Bitch!" cursed Damon as he ran out the door after her.
Bonnie knew she couldn't get far.
She ran as fast as her feet could carry her. Even though she was barefoot, Bonnie took the pain of stepping on branches, rocks, pine needles, and mud.
Bonnie panted hard. She ran like there was no tomorrow.
The sun shone brightly that morning. Damon had his ring, so Bonnie knew he was behind her.
Bonnie made it to the road. She knew where she was. Her car should have been there but it wasn't.
Bonnie inspected the tree. Her car had smashed into it that she knew for sure. The skid marks were still there, the blood and the deer were gone.
Bonnie looked around.
All that met here was the wilderness.
Bonnie heard a distant branch snap.
"Come out come out wherever you are little bitch," said Damon.
Bonnie covered her mouth as she tried to find a hiding spot.
Bonnie got to the side of the road, bending down near a tree trunk. She slipped while kneeling down, causing a small cut on her leg.
Blood seared trough the wound.
"Oh shit," she said as she covered the cut with her hand.
"Olli Ollie oxen free," said Damon from above Bonnie.
He had found her.
Bonnie felt herself being pulled up by her upper arm. This time she fought.
"Get off me Damon! Let me go!" she screamed hoping that someone, anyone would hear her.
"Bonnie, we can do this all day," said Damon as he picked her up and tossed her body over his shoulder.
Bonnie continued to scream and struggle for her beloved freedom. Damon carried her across the road. He began his descent into the forest when a voice rang out.
"Damon let her go!" said a familiar voice from behind the couple.
"I won't repeat myself," it said.
Damon closed his eyes before opening them again.
He put Bonnie down, while still holding her close to him. He turned around.
"So authoritive," said Damon.
He tightened his hold on Bonnie.
Damon's arm slinked around her neck while his other arm held tight to Bonnie's left arm.
"Damon I mean it, let her go," said Stefan.
Elena was by her boyfriend's side.
"Bonnie are you ok?" she asked.
Bonnie never thought she'd be so happy to see Elena. She nodded her head as best she could.
"Help me," she choked out.
"She already has my blood in her system Stefan. All I have to do is adjust my arms, and hello Vampire Bonnie," said Damon.
"Turn around and walk away," said Damon, adjusting his arm, making Bonnie cough as her neck cracked.
"Kill her and I will kill you," said Elena taking a step forward.
Damon's blue eyes turned threateningly towards Elena.
"One more step Elena, and I swear to God, your best friend will be dead," threatened Damon.
Elena couldn't take not helping Bonnie.
She tried to make contact with Bonnie's eyes, but her eyes were elsewhere. Elena followed her gaze. Bonnie was using her telekinetic powers to make a branch float in midair.
Damon didn't even notice.
Elena turned her gaze towards Stefan.
"Stefan what are we going to do?" she asked trying to distract him.
"There is nothing we can do," said Stefan, not taking his eyes off of his brother.
Stefan and Elena both backed away.
"Good choice. Now walk away," said Damon.
"Damon please. I know you are upset, but torturing Bonnie isn't going to make the hurt go away," said Elena trying to talk him down.
"I know what it's like to lose someone you love. You think someone tore a hole in your heart. All you want to do is cry. You think nothing will ever be the same again. It's not like that for long. You move on. Time does heal all wounds, no matter how big or little they are," said Elena.
"Please Damon. Let her go," pleaded Elena, tears in her eyes.
Damon didn't seem fazed by Elena's healing words.
"You think I was born yesterday?" asked Damon.
"You don't know shit!" yelled Damon. He held tightly to Bonnie, kissing her neck.
"Hurting Bonnie does help me. She's like a security blanket," said Damon.
He was deeply kissing her neck now. Then he bit down on her.
Bonnie screamed in pain. Her powers hadn't gone out yet. Bonnie turned the branch with her powers. She managed to get a little bit to the side of Damon before she stabbed the wood through Damon's stomach.
It worked.
Damon gasped in pain as he looked down to see the branch had went all the way through. His blood covered the branch. His eyes went wide as he fell to the pavement coughing. He put his hands on the branch, wanting to pull it out.
Elena and Stefan were by Bonnie's side as soon as they could.
Bonnie was thankful to be out of Damon's grasp. Stefan and Elena had saved her life. The trio got into their car.
"GO! GO!" yelled Bonnie. Stefan nailed the gas.
Elena put pressure on Bonnie's neck wound with a shirt of hers she had out from her suitcase.
Bonnie stayed awake for as long as she could.
No matter where she went, she knew one thing now.
She was finally safe.