Dangerous Game
Bonnie inhaled Damon's scent deeply. She put her lips on his neck. She kissed him peck by peck until she was sucking on his skin.
Bonnie averted her gaze from Damon's neck to Stefan's wide shocked eyes. He was starting to stand from Damon's blow.
Bonnie's heart went wild as Damon moved his head down to Bonnie's neck, nipping her lightly, sending a squeak of hurt from Bonnie's mouth.
"Stefan," said Damon, not turning around to face his sibling.
"You can go now. Bonnie and I have to talk," said Damon, licking the blood from his lips.
Bonnie looked at Stefan backing away into the night forest.
Stefan didn't want to leave Bonnie alone, but he felt that Damon wouldn't hurt Bonnie, despite all his threats.
Damon looked over his shoulder and saw that his brother was gone.
He released Bonnie, who stood silent and still, looking at Damon, waiting for him to attack her or something. She felt a tickle of blood flow from Damon's bite mark. She let it flow down her elongated neck.
"Bonnie," started Damon turning away from her so she couldn't see his face.
"I know I have hurt you. In more ways than one, mind you. I'm not going to apologize. There is a part of me that has been substituting you for Katherine. It's sick and twisted. You can either live with it or deny it," said Damon.
"I don't deny it. Although I don't embrace it either," answered Bonnie, walking towards Damon.
Bonnie walked until she was in front of him, taking in his features.
"Until a few months ago, I didn't believe in monsters. That's what you are Damon. You are a monster. You have killed, tortured, and mutilated living beings," said Bonnie.
Damon looked down at his witch.
"But there's nothing I can say or do to stop that," said Bonnie.
"You killed my father. I bet his body is still at my house," said Bonnie.
"It is," said Damon.
"Then Damon, for once in your life, let's make the right decision. Help me bury him," said Bonnie.
Damon looked at Bonnie, trying to take her seriously.
"Are you serious?" asked Damon.
"Dead serious," said Bonnie not breaking her eye contact with Damon.
"Fine," said Damon agreeing with her.
Bonnie took Damon's hand, while starting to walk to her home.
Damon took her hand back, squeezing his hand until theirs were weaved together.
Bonnie and Damon arrived at her house. The lights were out on the street and inside her house.
Bonnie and Damon walked up the stairs, while Bonnie released Damon's hand, pushing the door open.
She ran upstairs to change her clothes. She couldn't stand to be in a nightgown near Damon anymore. He was getting a free preview when he should have ordered.
Damon went into the living room and saw the body of Mr. Bennett was just how he had left it.
He kneeled down. The body was ice cold. He definitely was dead.
He also found that the blood was dried on the carpet.
"I got you good, didn't I?" asked Damon, looking at the bite wound on Mr. Bennett's neck.
Damon stood up when Bonnie came down the stairs in a black workout get up.
Bonnie saw blood on the carpet. She braced herself for what she was about to see.
Damon put his hands over her eyes as she got closer.
"I don't think you want to see this," said Damon.
"Yes I do. I want to see your handiwork Damon," said Bonnie.
"Are you sure? It's pretty knary," said Damon.
"Positive," said Bonnie.
Damon let her eyes see the mess that Damon had made.
Bonnie let out a silent gasp as she covered her mouth in disgust, running away from the scene.
"Ew," said Bonnie.
"Let's make this easy Bonnie. I'll wrap Daddy Dearest up in the carpet, lift him up, and super speed over trot he graveyard. You get the shovels and we meet up. How does that sound?" asked Damon making sure the plan was secure.
"Sounds ok," said Bonnie, not wanting to look into the living room.
"Great. See you in the cemetery," said Damon.
Damon walked into the living room, rolling the body into the middle of the carpet before yanking the carpet over the dead body.
Bonnie locked the back door after she left the house, then she jogged over to the shed to get a shovel.
"I know I can do this," said Bonnie trying to give herself some confidence.
"I could turn Damon over, but that's another whole mess I don't want to clean up after," said Bonnie. She knew Damon could hear her talking to herself.
Bonnie walked to the front of the property, looking up and down the street to make sure no one was around.
"Damon, come on out," whispered Bonnie, knowing he could hear her.
Damon super sped out of the house, with the body over his shoulder. He nodded to Bonnie who nodded back. In a second, Damon was gone.
Bonnie walked to the front door, locked it, got the shovel and ran to the cemetery, where Damon was already there, waiting.
Bonnie had run as fast as she could with a heavy shovel in hand.
"Took you long enough," said Damon who had his arms crossed.
"Excuse me. Some of us are human and it takes time without transportation," said Bonnie throwing the shovel over the body.
"Damon lets' just get this done with," said Bonnie as she started digging.
"With you digging, we are going to be here until it's light out," said Damon who took the shovel from Bonnie and dug faster and deeper than Bonnie could ever go.
"I still can't believe you killed him," said Bonnie as she started to tear up again.
"Well I did it because I wanted you to only have me. I didn't want you to have anyone else," said Damon as he continued to dig.
"I know you won't turn me in. That would muddle up my grand master plan," said Damon.
"And what is this plan anyway?" asked Bonnie.
Oh wait. It's to get Katherine back," said Bonnie.
"I told you before that I don't care about her anymore," retaliated Damon.
"One hundred and forty five years of love and it doesn't just go away Damon," said Bonnie.
"Drop it," said Damon.
Bonnie scoffed as she stood over the grave.
"Fuck you Damon," said Bonnie as she kicked some dirt into the grave.
"You know I can hurt you," said Damon.
"If I recall, you are not wearing any vervain. I could toy with your pretty mind in more ways than one. Don't tempt me Bonnie," said Damon.
Bonnie did remember that she didn't have any vervain on her. She could be in real trouble if she pressed Damon the wrong way.
Bonnie stepped away as Damon exited the grave.
He went over to the body and pushed it in with his foot.
"Rest in Peace," said Damon as he began covering the body with the freshly dug dirt that was sitting in a mound.
Bonnie was tearing as she watched her father be put to rest.
"I love you Daddy. I'm so sorry," said Bonnie.
A few minutes passed and the grave was covered.
Bonnie put a few rocks on the grave.
"Goodbye," she said.
She stood as she and Damon walked back to her house.
Bonnie was silent the entire way home.
Damon knew Bonnie was in a fragile state right now, so he stayed silent too.
Bonnie saw her house and quickened her pace.
Damon saw her to her front door while she unlocked it.
"Damon please come in," said Bonnie, her eyes hidden behind her hair.
"Come again?" asked Damon.
"You heard me. I don't want to be alone," said Bonnie.
Damon didn't need to be told a third time. He walked inside the house, as Bonnie closed the front door, smiling at the dark night that was soon turning into daylight.