"I don't know about this."
"Bonnie, why are you always so cautious. Carpe diam, love, carpe diam." Griffin stood in the center of Bonnie's living room pushing tables and chairs making sure the carpet was clear of furniture. "What's the worst that could happen?"
"I could stomp on both your feet and break them." She mumbled hugging a giant stuffed rabbit closer to her and pushing herself deeper into the couch. Griffin smiled and held his hand out to her, she glared at the hand and smacked it away. "Or I could trip you and you fall face first into my glass table."
"Bonnie." He leaned in closer and reached out both hands this time. Bonnie looked at him wearily but ended up grabbing his hands. He pulled her up and the old rabbit fell to the floor which Griffin gently kicked away earning a glare from Bonnie.
"Ok remember what I told you?"
"No." Bonnie grumbled as he wrapped his arm around her waist.
"Just follow my lead." He grinned as they began to twirl around the room. Bonnie was stiff in his arms but as he began to teach her the steps, his gentle whispers made her loosen up. "See it's not so bad."
"You know I'm never going to need to know this kind of stuff."
"What about when I bring you to my wee Irish castle." He laughed spinning her around then brining her closer. Bonnie looked sheepishly at him, a small smile graced her lips and she stood on her tippy toes trying to bring her face closer to his. He wrapped his arms tighter around her and slowly leaned down towards her. Bonnie's heart fluttered, she licked her lips breathing in his soft cologne.
"Did I leave the stove on?" Bonne whispered absently.
"What?" Griffin leaned back and turned towards the kitchen at the same time that Bonnie took a step towards it. He tumbled over her feet as she bumped hard against his shoulder sending them both crashing the coffee table. At the last second Griffin managed to grab Bonnie's arms and spinning her against his chest so only he landed against the table with a loud thud. For a second they laid there stunned before Bonnie sprang up and looked at the body lying on her table.
"Oh my god! Griffin are you ok?" She squeaked brushing away splinters of wood and kneeling beside him.
"Ok, Bonnie." He groaned. "No more dancing."
Damon rubbed his temples and Stefan taped his fingers against the table. Soon the sun would be up and they still hadn't gotten any information. Now the vampires that had previously been sitting there had all decided to use the 'restroom' at the same time. On one hand Damon knew they weren't going to get much out of them but on the other hand he still wasn't willing to admit defeat.
"You know I think Bonnie is just trying to distract us." Mumbled Stefan.
"Shut up. She wouldn't do that."
"Just because you deflowered her doesn't mean she's going to be honest with you." Stefan snapped. Damon glanced over at him with cold eyes.
"Stefan, I was with her for nearly six hours, someone was picking that flower long before I got there." Stefan looked at him dumbfounded and chose to just let the conversation die there. The bathroom door opened up and the vampire entourage briskly walked back to the table. They laughed and shoved each other jokingly ignoring the brothers that sat with them.
"Look it's been a long night, sun almost out, perhaps we should talk later."
"Are you insane? We've been here for hours and you haven't told use anything!" Stefan stood up and pounded his fists on the table, the others looked at him with mild amusement, Damon on the other hand was on his last nerve and was not in the mood for Stefan right now. He grabbed the back of Stefan collar and yanked him back into his seat, Stefan landed with a 'umph'.
"We came here looking for this Black Rose person, and to be honest do you really want to protect someone who would give themselves such an extremely cheesy alias. This person killed a close friend of ours, I don't know why and I don't particularly care, I just want to meet them and deal with them."
Damon leaned in towards the group, the others exchanged looks but Anthony stared straight at him not breaking eye contacts even when a waitress came and changed their vodka with a bottle of thick dark liquid. Anthony grabbed a glass finally looking away from Damon to watch the fluid swirl in the frosted glass.
"So," He began taking a sip from the cup. "Let's see what we have. You're friends with Bonnie, you were friends with Elena and now your looking for this Black Rose. Is that about right?" Damon reached for a glass of his own, he passed one to Stefan before gulping down half the glass in one shot. He slammed the glass down making some of the vampires jump then whipped the blood from his lips. Then a very unusual thing happened, Damon looked straight at Anthony and a small smile spread across his lips.
"I never said anything about Elena."
"Didn't you?" Damon shook his head.
"She's been here before hasn't she?" Anthony sighed and filled his glass again.
"See things from our side. Last time some one came in saying they were friends with Bonnie, we ended up with two bodies on our hands."
"Two?" Stefan cringed. "what are you talking about?"
"You two don't know?" Anthony shook his head in mock disbelief. "You're 'close friend' wandered into town and murdered lovely Bonnie's boy toy."
Blah I know this is far over due, I was going to make this a longer chapter but it was taking longer then I wanted so I posted this half now and hopefully will finish the rest by the weekend. I actually might finish the story soon as long as I stick to writing more. I think I might put the others on hiatus, I don't really know where there going but I have two other story ideas I might replace them with.