Sloth…

PRESENT

"Elijah," Bonnie sighed in frustration. "Where's Rose?"

He shrugged. "I do not know who you are talking about."

"If that were true then why haven't you looked me in the eyes," Bonnie informed him.

Elijah looked up from the paper on his desk that he was using as a distraction. He leaned back in his chair and sighed. "Why do you need to know?"

Bonnie scoffed and opened her mouth to reply, but then closed it when she realized that his office door was opened. She walked over and closed it. Even though it was and they were alone…she had to be careful.

"Damon and Stefan have disappeared. No one knows where they are, Elijah. It's like they're dead or something. Are you that lazy to get up off your ass and do something about it?"

"Calm down, Miss Bennet. Don't work yourself up."

"I need to find him- the both of them."

"Why?"

"Because don't you find it a little suspicious that they just vanished."

"I do not know of this. Have you asked Rebekah if she was seen him," he questioned.

"I would if I knew where she was, but I-wait, Becks is friends with Damon?"

He shrugged. "It's…complicated."

"Where is she?"

"Damon has many secrets, Bonnie. My sister happens to be one of them. He won't tell us where she is."

"Where's Rose? And don't play that innocent 'I don't know' façade, Elijah. Rose can help, please," Bonnie pleaded.

Elijah stood up and buttoned his suit jacket. He stood in front of her and sighed. "She lives in Maine, last I heard. 24379 Pilchard Lane."

"Thank you," she breathed and then turned to leave.

Elijah gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. "Bonnie, I need you to tell me how you truly feel about…"

Bonnie bit her lip. I don't want to hurt him. "I love Damon. You kissed me, but I didn't kiss you back. I am truly sorry if I led you on, you're my friend and I trust you."

He let go of her and muttered, "You shouldn't trust me, Miss Bennet."

Though Bonnie didn't hear him since she was already out the door. Bonnie furiously pressed the arrow facing down button. The doors opened and she went inside, telling the man to press the lobby button.

The man glanced at her curiously. "Are you alright? You seem…nervous."

Bonnie gave a quick smile to him. "I'm fine. Thank you."

"I'm Mason. Mason Lockwood." He greeted, holding his out to shake hers.

Bonnie shook his hand. "Bonnie. Bonnie Bennet, nice to meet you."

"Do you happen to know Damon Salvatore?"

"No, sorry." Bonnie said politely.

DING!

Bonnie walked out and then walked quickly outside of the building. It was almost midnight so the streets were empty. Bonnie felt her eyes almost droop since it was late for her and now she had to plan a trip to Maine to go looking for Rose, Damon's best friend. Bonnie wondered if that maybe once she found Rose then she would find Damon, Stefan, and Rebekah. Bonnie secretly hoped that that would happen.

Bonnie walked down to the parking lot and took out her keys. Her paychecks were very good to her because it paid well. So after saving up some money, Bonnie was able to get herself a new car which she called "Sammy". It was a Chevy Corvair, sky blue color. Her keys dropped and she groaned as she bent over and picked them up only a few feet from her car.

Bonnie felt a presence behind her as she stood up and when she turned to look at whoever was behind her. They banged her head against the window causing it to crack and for a string of blood from her head and down the side of her face as she fell into their arms and carried into the back of a black truck.

Wrath…

ONE WEEK EARLIER

Damon and Marcel walked hesitantly into his parent's mansion, glancing around. Damon wondered what Stefan was screaming about when he had called him just a day ago. Sadly Damon was all the way in Maine, visiting an old friend. He had to force himself every time at night to not go to back to New York and to Bonnie. His hand would ghost over the empty spot next to him in the moonlight on the awfully large bed in his suite. Damon didn't want his father to hurt Bonnie especially since when she was just getting back on her feet. He didn't want her to move on either.

Damon would go crazy if he found out that she was with someone else. Damon felt a possessiveness over the caramel skinned beauty. Even when Damon gazed at Bonnie in the sun's light when she was sleeping; he didn't want anyone to touch her. It would drive him crazy if that did happen. It was bad enough that his brother touched her in ways he didn't like. And Stefan had hurt her and she caught him with his little brother's young love. He knew he couldn't tell her this in fear of her running away or turning away from him saying how crazy he was becoming over her.

Bonnie was one of those private women where they were uptight about everything, but once you got them in the bedroom then there would be a whole other person that was the complete opposite of them. Damon had been right about her because she was a sex goddess when they had sex. It was captivating and memorizing for him that Damon kept on replying in his mind over and over again.

"Stefan!" Damon called out. No answer.

"Are you sure that your brother is here?" Marcel questioned.

"Yes," he snapped.

"Good because if he wasn't then I would be going to New York right now, looking for my sister."

"You will find her. I'm having her followed." He muttered the last part.

"You what?!" Marcel yelled.

"Look, you don't get to judge me because I'm making sure that she's being protected right now. And if something is wrong then I'll get a call. Calm down…she's okay."

"Why did you do it? Are you that possessive over my little sister that you have to go to such extreme lengths to keep your control over her?"

Damon whirled around and stopped in front of him. "Listen, you don't know our relationship. Stay out of it! I'm doing this to protect her. I love your sister more than anything in the whole damn world."

Marcel froze. "That's not love. That's obsession."

Damon scoffed. "I'm not obsessed with her."

"Then why have her followed, huh? I'm sure that protecting her isn't the only reason why you're having her followed. You're scared that she'll find someone else. I've gotten to know you Damon over the past few weeks and I wouldn't be surprised if she left your ass out on the streets. She's a good person."

Damon narrowed his eyes at him and seethed, "Stay. Out. Of. It."

Marcel glared at Damon as he turned back around and walked forward. He kept on calling for Stefan's name, but there was no answer which frustrated Damon even more. The house was still and silent…it was unsettling and made him uneasy. It was dark and the only light that was in the house was streaming through the openings of the curtains which was the sunlight. Damon stopped in his tracks when he saw that the door to his father's study slightly opened. Damon slowly walked up to it and licked his lips. He pushed open the door and it creaked opened.

Damon stepped inside and gulped as he saw Stefan staring straight ahead into the window that had bright sunlight streaming in on Stefan. His shadow was log on the floor making him tall and slim as his head was bent. "Stefan?"

"I killed him."

"Who," Damon whispered as he came closer to Stefan and stood beside him.

"Our father."

Damon looked to where Stefan was staring at and saw in front of the window their father lying dead on the ground with a bullet wound to the middle of his chest. There were no words between the two brothers as they stared at their now dead father. All Damon could think of as he glanced at his little brother who was the golden child ever since he was born was, Why?

Why would Stefan murder our father?

Why…

The man and the woman stepped out of the town car and the man buttoned his suit jacket. He looked at the bright colored sighs that surrounded him in Town Square in Manhattan. He hadn't been in here in a very long time. Excitement filled his entire body as he smirked at his surroundings, looking for one building in particular.

TSC, he thought as his smirk turned into a smug grin, The Salvatore Company.

Kol closed his eyes and started to walk down the street and a delicious thought filled his mind, Bonnie…my innocent Bonnie. Here I come, my sweet.

TBC…

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! I am so sorry that I haven't updated in a while because frankly I got stuck in this story and I had new stories coming up and everything just got jumbled in my head so again I am terribly sorry. I really did hope you guys like this chapter because I've wanting to write this last scene for a while where Stefan kills their father…it was planned from the beginning actually. I know this chapter was short but at least it's something good I hope and better than nothing.

So yeah Bonnie was kidnapped…I wonder who it could be and Marcel kind of hates on Damon because he's her big brother and he's concerned for Bonnie and doesn't want another Kol for her. Next chapter though….you should REALLY pay attention to the title of the chapter. Shit is going to happen and I know you'll either hate me or get kind of confused by it. Stefan will try to explain to Damon next chapter or the next after that as to why he even killed their father.

I know I feel your pain of BAMON being apart from each other…they won't be apart for long because I just can't keep them apart. Damon loves her and everyone can see it, but Bonnie because she doesn't want to get hurt again so she's keeping those feelings for Damon trapped in box.

So Kol is here and who is that woman…I wonder who she could be as well and it will probably surprise you or at least I hope it will.

Anyways I should stop talking because I don't want to give any away. Really hoped you guys liked this chapter and stay tuned for some more of this craziness.

REVIEW. FOLLOW. FAVORITE. Until next time…