Dangerous Game
Damon tossed and turned in his sleep. For some reason unbeknownst to him, he couldn't move. His eyes flew open to see an empty spot beside him where Bonnie had been hours previously. He turned his head on the pillow, seeing he was strapped to the bed with barbed wire.
Bonnie stood in the doorway, panting, her hands twisting, moving the barbed wire in midair. She was cutting Damon.
"Did you have a nice sleep Damon?" she asked him, her voice sour with emotion of pride.
"What are you doing Bonnie?" asked Damon, laying his head back down n the pillow, unaware of the danger he was in.
"You tortured me. Now I'm torturing you. Payback is a bitch and so am I," said Bonnie.
Damon just lay on the bed, letting the barbed wire cut him. He felt pain, but he didn't let Bonnie see it.
"You brought me nothing but pain. You are a monster. I could never love or even like something like you!" cried Bonnie.
"YOU KILLED MY FATHER!" she screamed over her cries of tears that were pouring from her eyes.
She put her hand into a fist, causing the barbed wire to dig deep into Damon, who despite putting on a brave face, starting shouting to Bonnie to let the wires loose.
Bonnie shook her head as blood stained her sheets.
"You will pay for what you have done," she sobbed out.
"Bonnie," said Damon.
"Don't fucking talk to me you fucker!" she screamed.
"I played nice for awhile. You and I buried my father. There is nothing nice that you can do. While you slept, I snuck out into the garage, picked up the barbed wire, and tied you to my bed," said Bonnie.
"I may be just a defenseless woman to you Damon, but I'm not without my wiles. All this time Damon I was playing with you. You never even knew you were falling into my trap," said Bonnie, watching Damon bleed out in joy.
"I swear to God Bonnie when I get out of this, I'm going to kill you," said Damon, straining in agony.
"Empty threats Damon. You are never leaving. This is the end for you. You will never hurt another living creature, I am seeing to that now," said Bonnie through the tears.
With her free hand, Bonnie brought out broken pieces of wood from her furniture that Damon had broken previously, letting it float in air.
Her hands guided the wood to linger over to Damon's heart.
"You are finished Damon," said Bonnie.
"Bonnie please no. I love you. Don't do this," said Damon.
That sentence made Bonnie pause her actions.
"You love me? Since when do you love Damon? You do have a heart, but it doesn't beat. I know you are trying to save your own skin Damon. My father needs this. I need this," said Bonnie as she once again planned out Damon's execution.
"Stefan and Elena will know what you have done," said Damon.
"They won't know if I cover my tracks, and believe me I will Damon," said Bonnie.
Bonnie lowered the shards of wood even closer to Damon's heart. The sharpest piece made contact with Damon's shirt, hovering. It didn't move downwards or upwards.
Damon had already closed his eyes, waiting for the death blow. It never came.
Damon opened his eyes again, watching Bonnie breath hard, crying her eyes out. She looked like a total train wreck. She was hesitating on killing Damon when she already told him she was going to kill him anyways. So why was she hesitating now?
"Bonnie," said Damon. The wires became loose. Damon took the situation to his advantage. He brushed the wires away, slowly gaining some strength thanks to the super healing that had already taken effect.
He stood up off the bed to see that Bonnie was on the floor, crying uncontrollably, just sobbing her heart out.
Damon didn't try anything; he slowly limped to the door, opened it, and left Bonnie alone.
Bonnie gathered her legs to her chest, crying into her knees.
Damon exited the house, without a care. He started towards the boarding house without uttering a word to anyone, not even himself.
It was about two hours later before Bonnie started the day. She cleaned up her room some more, showered, got dressed and started gathering up the bloody bed sheets.
She took them downstairs into the basement, soaking them in stain remover before she put them in with the regular loads.
I know what I've done. I know what he's done. I wanted to kill him so badly. I just couldn't. That would make me the same as him. Killing is never the answer. Death is just the easy way out. If this monstrosity can feel, he will suffer every day for the rest of his afterlife, thought Bonnie.
While the wash started, Bonnie went upstairs the home phone line. While picking the phone up to her ear, she listened for a dial tone. Thankfully, there was one. She dialed Elena's number.
It rang once before Elena's voice came onto the other line.
"Bonnie hey, are you ok?" asked Elena.
"Hey Elena, could you come over to my house? I really need to talk to you. About Damon," said Bonnie.
"I'm on my way over now," said Elena.
"Thanks El," said Bonnie before she disconnected the line.
It was about ten minutes later when frantic knocking came banging on Bonnie's front door.
"Come on in Elena," said Bonnie before she even opened up the door.
She opened it and saw Elena, who wasn't alone. Stefan had come too.
"Stefan," said Bonnie, acknowledging his appearance too.
"Have a seat," said Bonnie putting her hand out to extend them over to the couch.
"Bonnie," said Elena, with such concern in her voice.
"Elena, I could have killed him," said Bonnie. She turned her eyes to Stefan.
"I could have ended it all and stopped him for good. I just couldn't," said Bonnie.
"Damon hasn't said a word to me," said Stefan, crossing his arms.
"I didn't expect him too. You guys have secrets anyway," said Bonnie, putting her legs up on the chair with her.
"I tied him down with barbed wire," said Bonnie.
"You did?" asked Elena, jumping a little in her seat.
"I did it while he was sleeping. This has gotten too much out of hand. I don't know what to do," said Bonnie.
"My father is dead; he's in an unmarked grave out in the woods. And I helped put him there. What am I supposed to do when he doesn't show up to work? What am I going to tell Sheriff Forbes about all this?" asked Bonnie getting stressed out.
"We have to take it one day at a time Bonnie. The important thing is that you're alive and you're safe," said Elena trying to reassure Bonnie that everything was going to be ok in the end.
"How do I know Damon won't try this again? He's now welcome inside my house," said Bonnie.
"I can talk to Damon," said Stefan.
"That's only going to make it worse," said Bonnie shaking her head.
"Bonnie in all that's happened, I think it's best if you go away for awhile," said Elena.
"Go away? You mean run away. Why would you even suggest that?" asked Bonnie.
"This isn't the place for you right now. Look at what's happened. It's going to get worse before it gets better," said Elena.
"It already got worse. But I have to think about it," said Bonnie.
Stefan and Elena nodded their heads in agreement.
After a few more moments of chit chat between the three, Stefan and Elena took their exit.
Bonnie stayed home the rest of the day cleaning the mess Damon had made.
"They should really nickname this monster 'Damaged Damon' or 'Destruction Damon'," said Bonnie, while switching out the laundry downstairs in the basement.
Bonnie thought back to what Damon had said.
"I love you," she repeated over and over again.
Could Damon have really meant it? Was this another one of his tricks to gain an escape? It could have been all for him. He always thought about himself over others.
Bonnie was cleaning the entire house, with these thoughts in her mind.
"Girl you have got to get a freaking grip. He said I was nothing to him. He said I was a plaything, a time absorber, nothing more. He toys with all the girls," Bonnie said to herself, trying to reassure herself. She shook her head, getting those thoughts away from her.
Bonnie continued her work. She scrubbed the blood away in her bedroom, fixed the broken furniture that could be repaired, washed the dishes, and finished the laundry.
Night had come, and Bonnie was on her guard. She had a wooden stake in each room, candles lit all around the house for fire in case she needed it.
Bonnie peeked into her father's room. She saw the bed was still tossed in the sleeping position. Her father had gone downstairs to his death, leaving his bed behind, never to be slept in by him again.
Bonnie went into the room, locking the door behind her. She sniffled up the snot in her nose that was threatening to pour out.
Bonnie got into the big bed, snuggling deep in her father's scent that was still in the comforter. Bonnie couldn't fight the tears that were spilling from her eyes.
More tears came and went for Bonnie. She couldn't accept the fact that she had already lost her grandmother, and now her father. First it was Stefan, now it was Damon that had caused her pain and death.
"I can't believe this shit," cried Bonnie into her father's pillow.
Bonnie closed her eyes tightly, thinking that maybe Elena and Stefan were right. It was definitely time.
Tomorrow, it was time for her to leave Mystic Falls, and never come back.
While Bonnie went off to sleep, a dark black crow watched her from the branches of the tree outside the window. It crowed loudly before it took flight.
AN: I CREDIT THE TORTURE SCENE TO MY TWIN SISTER CEAL FOR COMING UP WITH IT