The song is by Michele Branch- Goodbye to you
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One Week later after the plane accident…
Bonnie wore a black veil over her face as she stood in the water. Her brown hair was pinned up in a tight bun and she was standing in the ocean water. There was bowls of candles around her, floating in the water and drifting from side to side. Her long black dress was floating behind her as she held the microphone in her hand. Her face was stained with black mascara, from the crying since she got there. She looked at all the people in front of her. They were all in black; mourning the lost bodies from the plane crash.
There would have been funeral's but the divers couldn't go deep down in the ocean because the plane had sunk deep into the water. So everyone of the deceased people on the plane were standing on the beach, in black. The women were crying and the men were wearing shades, holding their faces so they wouldn't cry.
Bonnie lifted the microphone to her mouth and inhaled deeply before she started to sing.
Since she was the only one willingly to sing. She picked one song that would be perfect for this moment. She just hoped that she wouldn't cry during this moment.
She was saying goodbye.
"Of all the things I've believed in. I just want to get it over with tears form behind my eyes. But I do not cry; counting the days that pass me by."
She sung deeply and song her song fill of pain.
Jeremy was on that plane. He drowned on the plane and she was one of the last people to see him alive.
And she hated the last thing they did was fuck.
Jeremy was a great guy and she hated that he died. He died, by himself not knowing any of the people on the plane.
Bonnie didn't love Jeremy but something was there. She hoping that when he got to Canada and she finished school, that she could visit over there to see him. She was hoping to have a relationship but that idea was long gone.
Jeremy was dead.
Those were her thoughts as she continued to sing. She was on the last part of the first verse. She wasn't going to sing the entire song, just part of it.
Only part of it.
This...being here for her...was to much.
Too much.
He was alive and he was dead.
Alive and then...dead.
Tears flowed from Bonnie's eyes as she continued to sing. She wasn't going to stop.
This was for him.
All for him.
"Goodbye to you. Goodbye to everything I thought I knew. You were the one I loved. The one thing that I tried to hold on to. The one thing that I tried to hold on to."
Bonnie rose her hand in the air and waved it in a circle as the song became apart of her. The wind was kicking up behind her and she continued to sing. The cold wind was making her tears cold against her face but she kept on singing.
It was all for him. She wasn't going to stop.
"And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time. I want what's yours and I want what's mine. I want you. But I'm not giving in this time..." Bonnie paused and sobbed. She was saying goodbye. "Goodbye to you. Goodbye to everything I thought I knew..." She stopped and held the microphone close to her chest.
She was saying goodbye.
She said goodbye.
;..;
Damon had his arms crossed in front of him. One hand was intertwined with Elena's as they stood there. Bonnie was still in the water; crying. Her back was faced to them as she stared out into the sea.
No one said a word. No one coughed or moved an inch.
They were mourning.
They left each other to mourn.
Damon had on all black except for a green shirt that was bought by Jeremy. It had a guy sitting on the toilet, asleep while his wife nagged him. Jeremy bought it for him so Damon found it appropriate to wear it. His jacket was black and so was his black slacks and his dress shoes. Elena was dressed in all black as well. She had a short black dress that was tight around her backside and her front, she had on glasses to cover her eyes and a bouquet of roses in her other hand.
Damon had a thought to rip it off her later but he pushed that aside.
Not now. Not now.
He looked out into the sea and gazed at the sun that was disappearing into the sky. It was going to be night soon.
"Hello, Damon."
Damon turned and saw Belle coming up. She was dressed in all white and she was smiling. Her gray hair was loose all around her shoulders and Stefan was walking her over. He had a grim facial expression, he was brooding.
A expression Damon never saw on his fellow brother.
"Hello Belle. You look lovely." He turned and bent his head low so she could kiss him on the cheek. She did. A soft peck and stood beside him, glancing over the woman that was holding his hand. Stefan had dropped his mother's hand and was glancing out at sea as everyone else was, saying their goodbyes.
"Who is this?" Belle couldn't stop looking at the woman that was holding Damon's hand. She was ordinary and something she thought she never see Damon with. Last woman Belle seen Damon with was a dumb blonde bimbo, Sarah something. But Damon did tell her of some woman that he was dating and planning on being with in a serious way.
Eh.
Elena turned her head and looked at the woman that was on the left side of Damon. She removed her glasses from her face and faintly smiled at the woman. "I'm Elena, Damon's girlfriend." She didn't raise up her hand to shake her hand. She was holding roses in one hand and was holding Damon's hand.
It was smoothing to her.
Belle smiled and nodded her head.
"I heard about you but never suspect you looking younger." Belle leaned in towards them and whispered, not minding her son's gaze far away from them. "Older from what Damon told me but I don't mind. You guys make a great couple." Belle chuckled lightly and then pulled back from them. She touched her hand on Stefan's arm and he turned around, hoping his mother wasn't about to have another attack.
"I'm going to go find my brother. I would like to go home now. Too much singing and death around here for me."
She went on her tippy-toes and kissed Stefan on the cheek. His face was stunned.
"I'll take you hom.."
Belle shook her head. "Nope. Enjoy. I loved Jeremy as much as you. I want you to say your goodbyes. He deserves that." She looked out at sea and blew a kiss. She blew another and another before she closed her eyes and looked at the sea. The waves were crashing against the shore and against Bonnie as she still stood in the water.
Belle looked at the trio once last time before leaving them to go find her brother, leaving Stefan, Damon, and Elena alone.
"I wished he was here right now." Stefan, Damon, and Elena turned and saw Tyler and Vickie walking up. Tyler was wearing all black, no jacket. It was wrapped around Vickie as she was wiping away the tears from her face. She had on a dark purple dress and it was loose, almost hiding her big belly. She finished wiping her eyes and placed the tissue tight in her hand as she looked up at the sea as everyone else was doing. "I'm pregnant and silly and I'll probably just be bouncing around sooner or later but Jeremy. He was a good kid. He was a friend you know. No matter what anybody tells me about him. Oh, he was a pot-head, he was a bad boy, or he was just nothing."
Vickie paused and turned towards Tyler. He dug in his pants pocket and pulled out a smashed paper rose. She took the rose from him and flatten it out as best as she could. She held it in her hands and then blew. The paper rose flew into the sky and rotated and turned before settling into the water. It floated there as the wave and water carried it away.
"Jeremy was something. He was one of the first to know that I was pregnant. He promised he'd be there. He was the one who talked to me about cheating. That it wasn't right. That my Tyler was a good guy and deserved much better than what I was giving him. I stopped right then. He lightly smacked me against the head and told me that Tyler was the one for me. I cried and he held me, but that was so long ago. Now that he's gone, I don't know who to run too anymore. I don't have a lot of friends because of my status at school. Bonnie talks to me but that was only to get close to him and I feel like it was all worthless because he's gone. Jeremy's gone and it's all because Matt wouldn't keep his mouth shut. If he wouldn't have told them Jeremy still be here. He'd still be here." Vickie ran her hands through her hair and sighed. She knew she was wrong for blaming Matt, but she wanted and needed to blame someone.
Everyone else around her, didn't judge her. They just nodded their heads and stood there quietly watching the sky darken.
"You know what I miss most about him." Everyone turned to Stefan and saw that he had his hands in his pockets and was looking at them, a smile on his face. "He always could make the best out of any mood. Like if he was standing here and someone else had died. He'd laugh and say cheers. They wouldn't have to be here anymore."
"Yeah, I missed the fact that I never knew the boy." Everyone turned their heads and watched as a look-a like Elena was walking towards them. She was wearing the same thing as Elena was wearing except her breast were about spilling out of her dress and she had on heels, not flats. Her hair was curled up tight and she was wearing light makeup as Elena wore none. "Sorry," The look-a-like Elena came up to them and wrapped her arm around Elena's waist. "I'm Elena's twin sister, Katherine. She said you were going to be here. So I decided to come. Pay some respect."
Katherine was holding a red rose in her hands and she leaned over and threw the rose into the water. The waved carried it away as it did the others. She turned around to face the crowd behind her and stepped beside Elena and stared out into the sea as everyone was.
No words were spoken as she stared out there with them.
They were amazed that she looked just like Elena.
Same nose. Same hair texture. Same facial features and same everything...except for Katherine having big breast and Elena didn't. She just had a nice shaped ass.
That the guys secretly admired but never said anything to Damon.
He'd surely kick their ass.
It was a long silence before Katherine said anything. She was looking around and saw the people. She looked around and didn't say anything. Her sister had called her to tell her to meet her at the Westward beach for the funeral. Katherine didn't want to go but felt that she should pay her respect. So she went.
Elena, also told her that Stefan would probably be there. So of course, Katherine had to see for herself who this Stefan was.
She still wasn't sure who he was. She saw a guy with dark hair, and then a boy with blondish-brown hair. He was off by himself, his hands in his pockets. Katherine looked off into the water and noticed that someone was just standing still as the waves crashed against her.
It looked like a quiet painting.
The girl standing there with her black dress flowing behind her. Most of her hair was released from he tight bun she wore it in and whipping about her head as she stood there.
Katherine knew what the girl was doing.
She was saying goodbye.
"You know what I hate about these things." She stepped out and turned to face them. Even the girl in the water, turned to face her. "This is a funeral, right? Of some dead people that you all knew. Why don't you feel glad that they are dead. Death is a bad experience but it is also good. We sit around here and cry and weep for them." Katherine pointed towards the sea, behind her as she continued to speak. "They wouldn't want that. We can say our goodbyes and that's about it. You can't just waste tears on them. You don't cry for them, you stupid cows, you smile and laugh because they are gone from this cold and hated world. They don't have to deal with what we have to deal with. They are gone." Katherine shook her head and pinched her nose. "Death is everywhere. We can't stop it. We can just embrace it and wish them well off where ever they are." Katherine lightly smiled as she walked back over to Elena and wrapped her arms around her sister.
Elena accepted the hug, by dropping Damon's hand. She wrapped her arms tight around her sister and hugged her. Tears fell down both their faces.
It wasn't long that everyone started crying as well.
They were going to do as Katherine said.
Cry it off and then embrace the life that everyone on that plane lived.
They were going to celebrate.
;..;
Katherine stood off onto the side of her car as she waited for her sister to come from the beach. She had a soda in her hand and was drinking out of the can.
After everyone cried; they went to the store and can back with food and pits and drinking products and then they partied.
It was well seven o' clock at night and Katherine was tired.
She hadn't even met the Stefan kid yet.
Pity.
She finished her drink and drowned it, throwing the can soda into the trashcan that was far from her. It landed with a perfect hit and she clapped her hands.
She was bored.
She crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot into the ground. She looked up at the sky. It was darkening.
She was tired and sleepy and was piss...
"Hello, are you Katherine?"
Katherine turned her head and looked at the blondish-brown haired boy coming up to her. He had the nicest green eyes she ever did see.
"Yes, are...you Stefan?"
The boy nodded his head and she almost dropped her jaw.
He was fucking fine as hell.
"So, your the one for my date for the party? I like that." Katherine started smiling and he started smiling as well.
She scanned his eyes up and down, checking out his body.
She couldn't wait to get him naked.
Ooh yeah!
"I kinda like that too." Stefan was looking at her face and it shocked Katherine. They would usually stare at her breast but as she noticed Stefan was staring at her, not her big asset.
Hmmmm.
"Would you like to walk around for a bit?" Katherine placed her hand on Stefan's arm and she nodded her head. He carried her away from the car as they headed back to the beach.
She wasn't tired anymore and she wasn't feeling sleepy.
The funeral was looking up for her...
;..;
Damon was rubbing his hands through Elena's hair as they stood off to the side. He was trying to calm her down from her breakdown.
This was the fourth or fifth time that she was crying.
He was used to her mood swings and he hated that he would bring up their date thing that he had promised. He just didn't have enough money. He was planning on renting a cabin or taking her just road trip or just make dinner in their house and just have fun there.
He was still thinking about it, but Elena wasn't crying over that.
She was crying over what her sister said and her baby. Their baby.
"...what if he dies inside my belly? What if our kid is bad and he hates us so he kills himself and then he...what if he becomes gay and decides that...Oh God what if our baby ends up like Katherine?" She started to cry harder and Damon rubbed her back, to try and calm her down. He was rolling his nose in her hand as she continued to cry.
Elena didn't know why she was crying, she just felt that she should cry. It just wouldn't stop feeling so down.
She couldn't stop feeling so down. But Damon was calming her down and she liked that.
She liked that a lot.
"Elena, tell me how are you feeling tonight? I was thinking of running you a bath and rubbing your feet. I was also thinking about giving you and the baby a massage."
Elena looked up at him and grinned.
"Is this a naughty massage?"
Damon grinned as well and his cock stirred in his pants.
His Elena wanted to get down and freaky.
He was kinda liking this day; even though he was mourning/celebrating his friend's death.
"It can be anything you want. I'll enjoy it either way."
He waggled his eyebrows and she grabbed the ends of his jacket and pulled him towards the way of the car when someone in all black stepped in front of them.
Damon caught Elena; before she tripped. She steadied herself as she looked up.
It was Damon's...ex-father.
;..;
Damon stared at Henry as he stood in front of him. Henry's face was dark as his clothes. His eyes were sunken in his face as he held a withered rose in his hands. His hair was standing all over his head.
"Damon, I'm sorry for what I said. I over reacted because I felt jealous of you and Elena. Alaric kept calling me, asking about you too and I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. I feel as if I should apologize for everything that I did. I shouldn't have said the things that I said." Henry shook his head and bit his lip, he was almost starting to chew on it. He was so nervous.
Damon could tell and didn't care.
He really wanted to give Elena that foot rub.
"And I should care because?" Elena elbowed him in the stomach and it took all of Damon not to double over in pain.
Was she going to be a abusive pregnant woman?
Or a horny pregnant woman?
He rather prefer the horny pregnant one.
Who wouldn't come home to that.
"This isn't fair Damon. I'm trying Damon. I'm really trying. I didn't mean to yell at you and say the things I said, but losing Cindy. I feel as if I should hold on to my family. I'll do whatever it takes. I want to make it work, Damon. I lost my wife and I lost my girlfriend. She's dead, died in that plane crash. I can't completely lose you too." Henry felt tears in his eyes and they slowly slid down his face as he continued.
But Damon rose up his hand and shushed him.
"Frankly, Henry. I don't give a damn." Damon looked down at Elena and a bright big ass smile came to his face. "I got a family to worry about now. In nine months, I'll have a son named Jeremy, if its a boy, and..." Damon looked at his dad with his bright ass smile on his face turning into an evil grin. "I'll be a better father than you ever were."
Damon turned towards the sea, his arm tightening around her body as he stared out into the sea.
He was saying goodbye, one last time.
"Goodbye Jeremy. I'll see you in nine months."
Then Damon and Elena walked off towards their cars, leaving Henry there by himself.
He dropped the rose onto the sand and lifted his hands to his face.
His son wasn't dead but he lost him. He completely lost him.
Damon was gone from his life.
He was gone.
Damon had said goodbye to him too.
I was going to make this chapter, extra long because I was going to add the party towards the end but I feel that they should have the funeral first and it has it's own chapter as the party will be.
I hope that I showed a lot of what was needed in the chapter and I didn't go to fast. I was really thinking about who should I let sing the song. And I thought of Bonnie doing it and her standing in the ocean.
If anyone guesses where the song came from, I will most likely add Delena and Smatherine smut next chapter for that lucky winner. That will be long I tell you. But hot I promise
This chapter was to ALL the people who read my stories and review. I highly thank you for doing that. You don't know how much that makes me smile.
Thank you.
DomO