She was gone.
As soon as Damon walked into the boarding house slurping on a blood bag, he knew that Bonnie had left. The aura of power that he always felt surrounding her was absent as was the strong smell of Bonnie that surrounded her wherever she went. Sighing, Damon dropped the empty blood bag in the bin as he made his way up the stairs.
"Elena?" He called.
Silence.
"Elena, you here?" More silence met his ears. That was weird. Elena rarely left the boarding house lately, unless he asked her to or he was with her. Frowning, he made his way into his room where Bonnie's scent was at its strongest. Taking a deep breath, he sat on the edge of the bed, burying his face into his hands.
Something was wrong.
There was a dull throbbing in her head, an icy wind blowing over her skin and a dry burn in the back of her throat. Bonnie knew almost instantly that something was off. Wrenching her eyes open, she peered around in the darkness.
There was someone there.
She could sense them, in the shadows, obscured by the darkness, watching her. Lifting herself up, she twisted to lean her upper body on her forearms.
"Who's there?" Her voice came out croaky due to the dryness of her throat. "What did you do to me? What do you want?" Her voice rose in pitch, her hysteria and panic evident.
Something in the shadows moved. She held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest.
A lone figure stepped out of the shadows, a figure with the face of her best friend. That couldn't be right – Elena would never hurt her.
"Katherine?" A smirk lit up her face.
"Wrong. Come on, Bonnie, you don't remember your own best friend?" Horror flitted across Bonnie's face.
"E-Elena?"
"Ding ding ding, we have a winner!" Bile rose up in Bonnie's throat. It was impossible. Why would Elena kidnap her?"
"Elena, what's going on? What happened?" Elena's maniacal grin disappeared suddenly and her face twisted into a sneer.
"Did you think that you can take him from me, huh? You thought you can steal him right out from under my nose and I wouldn't notice?"
"Elena, what are you talking ab-"
"DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME!" Bonnie flinched at the rage in Elena's voice. "You think I don't know what you're trying to do? Damon is mine." Bonnie frowned.
"Elena, I really don't understand what you're talking about. What does Damon have to do with anything?" All emotions disappeared from Elena's face and her voice came out cold.
"I can't let you have him, Bonnie. I won't let you have him."
"El-" Using vampiric speed, Elena raced to Bonnie's side. The last thing Bonnie heard was the sickening snap of her own neck before everything went black.
For weeks, Stefan Salvatore had searched tirelessly for a way to remove a sire-bond between two vampires. The person that Elena had turned into was not the woman that he was in love with – there had to be a way to cure her. Yet so far, he had found nothing. The only way for Elena to be unsired was for her to either become human again or for her to…well, die. And there was no way that Stefan could allow the latter option. This cure was his last hope, his last chance to free the woman that he loved. Lately, she had been acting more erratic and it was getting difficult to see the sweet young girl that he had fallen for. He needed to get that cure, and soon, before the Elena Gilbert that he knew and loved disappeared for good.
The ringing phone pierced through the silence in the boarding house, causing Damon to jolt upright in his bed. He wasn't sure when he had fallen asleep. Turning to the alarm clock on his side table, he groaned as he saw that it was 3:06am. Whoever was calling better have a damn good reason, or he was going to do some damage.
"What?!" he barked after snatching the phone from its cradle and holding it against his ear. Loud sobbing and incoherent wails filtered through the phone. Frowning, he pulled it away from his head to check the caller ID.
"Elena? Elena, calm down. What's wrong?" More crying ensued. "Elena, I can't understand what you're saying. Calm down!" After a few more minutes of encouraging her to take deep, soothing breaths, she was finally calm. "What's wrong?"
"I didn't mean to Damon, I swear. I was just, I was so mad, because you were looking at her and I was jealous because you never look at me like that anymore and you were holding her and I didn't…I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt her, I was just trying to-"
"Elena, stop! What are you talking about?" Silence followed. "Elena?"
"It's Bonnie, Damon. I killed her."