Chapter 8

Bonnie's POV

For a moment, I just stared horror struck at my dad, like an idiot, not wanting to believe what I was seeing. Then, not knowing what else to do, I ran forward, tears already starting to fall down my cheeks, despite how hard I fought to hold them back. "Dad?", I nearly shouted. When he didn't answer, I quickly moved my hand to check his pulse, and to my relief, I could still feel it. But that could end soon, with all the blood he was losing. So then I did the only thing I could think of: called for an ambulance.

Ten minutes later

I waited in the waiting room, drumming my fingers nervously. They had told me when I could go in and see him, but with all the blood he lost, there might be a chance that he won't be ok, and that set my nerves running. "Bonnie!" I turned to see both Elena and Caroline, and suddenly, I was practically running to get to them. Once I reached them, they both tried to engulf me in a hug, and it ended up being a group one.

I had to force back tears, and when we all broke apart, I looked at them questioningly. "How did you…?"

"Stefan saw the ambulance leave your house when he was driving over to visit Alaric", Elena explained. I already knew that Stefan had wanted to talk to Alaric to get more information on Isobel, so I didn't say anything about it, especially since Caroline, who knew nothing about all of this, was standing right there. When none of us said anything, Elena started to look apologetic. "What?" I asked, having no idea why she would feel guilty.

Elena sighed, and rolled her eyes. "I told them they didn't need to come, but I guess they…" As if on cue, both Damon and Stefan appeared, Stefan wearing his usual serious expression. Caroline's eyes narrowed when she saw Damon, and quickly turned towards Elena. "What is he doing here?" she whispered venomously. Elena opened her mouth to answer, but that was when I cut in.

"It's ok Caroline, we're friends now." Even if I knew it was pretty much true, it still felt a little weird calling Damon my friend. Caroline looked at me in disbelief, but before I could say anything, the Salvatore brothers finally reached us. Caroline didn't say anything, but she gave me a look, which I knew meant: Fine, but I'm going to be asking you about it later. I simply nodded, thinking that I could probably just come up with a fake, realistic reason why I suddenly considered Damon Salvatore my friend.

Stefan nodded politely at Caroline, but I could tell that he was a little annoyed at her being there, making it harder for him to plan things out freely without worrying about exposing himself. But Elena must have noticed this, because she grabbed at Caroline's arm. "Come on Care, we should probably go and tell Matt what's going on. You won't mind right Bonnie?" she asked, her eyebrows rose.

I nodded quickly. "Of course, Matt should know what's going on", I answered, knowing that Elena was trying to get Caroline out of the way, so that Stefan could talk freely to me. They both smiled, and gave me one last hug before Elena dragged Caroline out the front doors of the hospital. After they were out of sight, Stefan turned towards me. "Bonnie, if you don't mind, I should get a look at your dad, and that means I'll probably have to use compulsion", he said softly.

I didn't really like the idea of my dad's mind being messed with, but I knew it had to be done, so we'll know if it really was a vampire that had attacked him. I nodded, and he gave me a small smile, before disappearing to get a hold of one of the nurses, compelling her into taking him to my dad's room. Now it was just me and Damon. In the past, I would've been dreading having to be anywhere near him, let alone being by myself with him, but now I didn't mind, at all. I went over to sit back down on one of the sofas in the waiting room, and he came over to sit beside me.

We were both silent for a while, but then he finally spoke. "It's really messed up, what happened to your dad. I'm sorry", he said, and from the sounds of it, it was because he couldn't think of anything else to say. But it was still a nice gesture, and I was a little comforted by it. "Thank you", I whispered, and without thinking, I leaned against him. I froze when I realized what I did, and waited for his reaction.

But to my surprise, he didn't push me off, and he even moved a little to make both of us more comfortable. We stayed like that for a while, not saying a word, and it felt…nice. But then I heard someone clear their throat nervously, and we both practically jumped apart when we saw Stefan, him having returned from looking at my dad. He gave a very un-Stefan like chuckle. "Am I interrupting something?"

"N...no", and I wanted to smack myself for stammering, which wasn't something I normally did. I ignored the fact that now both Salvatore brothers were smirking at me, and got back to business. I lowered my voice to a mere whisper before asking my question. "So, do you think it was…" but I didn't need to finish, because Stefan was already nodding his head grimly, giving me my answer. I had been a vampire that attacked my dad, and now the questions were: why and where were they now?

"Bonnie Bennet?" I turned quickly to see the doctor, wearing a serious expression, and motioning me forward. I walked towards him, until I was close enough to talk to him. My mind was filled with questions, but before I could get a word out, he was already answering me. "You're father is going to be fine, but he's a little weak from all the blood loss, so he isn't ready for visitors."

Even though there was nothing more I wanted to do then go in and see him, I wasn't about to argue with a doctor, so I just nodded. The doctor gave me a small smile. "You can visit him in a few days or so though, he'll be ready then." I managed a small smiled and nodded again. "Thank you Doctor Wilson." He put his arm on my shoulder in what I thought was supposed to be a comforting gesture, and then he turned away, disappearing down the hallway.

I walked back toward the place in the waiting room, where I had left Damon and Stefan. They both instantly looked at me, waiting for me to tell them the latest news. I took a large gulp of air before I said anything. "He said he was going to be fine, but I have to wait a few days before I can see him." They didn't say anything, so I continued. "Can you guys drive me home?" I said after I realized that I had ridden the ambulance here.

Stefan nodded, and we all three left for his car. When we began to drive, I heard Damon whispering to Stefan, but it was too low for me to hear exactly what he was saying. But after Stefan had parked the car in front of my house, he turned back towards me. "Bonnie, I know this is asking a lot, but we don't think it's a very good idea for you to stay here. Whoever did that to your father can easily come back for more." I narrowed my eyes at them.

"What are you saying?"

"We think you should stay at the boarding house, at least for a couple of days"

Honestly, even if I really wasn't a big fan of the idea, I knew they were right. I sighed and nodded. "Do you want me to grab my things now?" Stefan nodded, still looking as serious as ever, but now I could see that Damon was smirking, probably noticing I was annoyed with the idea. For a second, I thought back to when we were in the waiting room, and he had let me lean on him, but I quickly forced the thought out of my mind. Now was not the time to be thinking about things like that.

I got out of the car, and headed inside, and was surprised when I turned and saw Damon following me. I narrowed my eyes at him, and he shrugged. "Relax; I just want to know what your house looks like." I rolled my eyes, but didn't reject it, and I turned back towards my house, him following closely behind after I had invited him inside. As we walked up the stairs to my house, I saw him looking around at the interior of the house, and it was then when I realized that to him, this was his first time seeing a modern home, besides the boarding house.

When we reached my room, I quickly grabbed the bag that I always used to use when I went over to Elena or Caroline's house for the night, and began stuffing clothes, my toothbrush, and anything else I could think of into it. While I did this, Damon was silent, looking curiously at some of the photos I had stapled onto my wall. There were tons of pictures of me, Elena, and Caroline, some recent, and some as old as ten years ago, when we were young, when everything was simple.

But the one picture that seemed to catch his interest most was the one that was taken sometime last year. It was a picture me and Elena in our cheerleading uniforms, before her parents had died, and our lives became so complicated. "Why are you so interested in that one picture?" I asked, coming over to stand beside him. He looked over at me in surprise for a moment, as if he had forgotten I was there, but it disappeared after only a second, replaced by a small smile.

"I'm not sure, it's just…you and Elena seem different, happier", he confessed, and I had to once again, remind myself that this wasn't the same Damon I had knowing only a few days ago, who would never say anything like this. I nodded, and sat down on my bed. "Yeah, it was taken a while ago, and a lot of things have happened since then", I stated, and he came over to sit beside me on the bed.

When he didn't say anything, I turned towards him, and saw that he was leaning forward, and for some reason, the thought of stopping him hadn't even crossed my mind. But when his lips were only a few centimeters away from mine, we heard Stefan honk the car horn, telling us to hurry up. We jumped apart, and I turned so he wouldn't see my blush. "Sounds like Stefan is getting impatient, we should probably get out of here", I said flatly, grabbing my bag.

After we reached the car, Stefan looked suspiciously at us. "Why did it take you guys so long?"

"Sorry Stef, we started talking, and we forgot what we were supposed to be doing", Damon answered coolly. Stefan gave his brother a long, probing look, but then turned back to start the car, and soon we were driving. Just after the car started, the phone buzzed, and I saw that Elena texted me.

How R U?

Fine going 2 stay at the boarding house

Why?

I will tell U in person

She sent me one last text, saying that she would try to come over to the boarding house later to talk, and I was glad. There were actually a lot of things I wanted to talk to her about. My father, Isobel, and what had almost happened between Damon and I up in my room, which was something I almost couldn't believe. Whether I wanted it or not, I knew I was beginning to fall for Damon Salvatore, the one person I had sworn to hate just a few days ago and there was nothing I could do about it.

A/N: I know this chapter is shorter then my last one, but it's still a little longer then my last one right. Thanks for reading!