"A ball Miss Gilbert?" Bonnie asked. She had now become Elena's hand maiden. Bonnie had to admit, it was strange waiting hand and foot on her sort of best friend. "Yes Bonnie, I cannot wait for Stefan to offer me a dance or Mr Donovan." Elena sighed in delight, she and Stefan had been becoming close, much to Katherine's displeasure. It was incredibly strange the new predicament. Katherine and Elena were spending all their time with Stefan. Not caring that they both looked like identical twins. They were like a golden trio, spending every waking moment together. However, Jeremy and Damon had taken a big interest in herself. They were her best friends but would not step foot near one another. Both incredibly jealous of the other when either was seen with Bonnie. Also, when Bonnie had visited town for groceries for the cook, she had found that the Gilberts weren't the only residents in Mystic falls that looked ghostly familiar. When she bumped into Matt Donovan and Tyler Lockwood. It was beginning to disturb Bonnie, something was uncannily wrong. "Ah, I believe both would be graced by your divine presence on the dance floor, miss." Bonnie beamed to herself, she was pleased she seemed to be getting the hand of talking with an old tongue.

"Of course, I would love it if you came along too Bonnie, I am too afraid to turn up by myself." Bonnie liked this Elena, she liked both Elena's but it was disturbingly complex. "I am honoured Miss; however, it is expected of my presence to cater for the many guests." Elena shook her head. "They can survive without you, I will tell them you are serving me tonight and I'm sure Giuseppe will understand, I won't let him punish you." The girl told her, looking Bonnie in the eyes pleadingly. "Very well Miss." Elena shook her head in annoyance and laughed "Please Bonnie, do call me Elena, we are friends not master and servant." Bonnie was about to fire a smart-ass remark but thought better of it. "Ok Elena." She said smiling.

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It was Bonnie's duty to fill the many champagne glasses before the ball, then to prepare Elena's bath and prep her ready for the ball. She was busy in thought humming a tune from a song back home.

Call all your friends

Tell them I'm never coming back

Cause this is the end

Pretend that you want it, don't react

I would have died; I would have loved you all my life

Your losing your memory now

Your losing your memory now

Bonnie knew she would be getting most of the lyrics wrong, but who cared! "I do not believe I have heard this tune Bonnie, but, I find thou is very pleasant to listen to." The witch heard the voice of Tyler Lockwood ring out causing her to jump. It could be dangerous singing such a modern song in these times, but Tyler did not seem to mind and was smiling brightly. "Thank you, sir, I mean Tyler." It was incredibly hard to remember who wanted to be called their real names or Mr, Mrs, Sir, Madam, Miss, Mr sexy. Wait! Scratch that! He nodded making his way over to her. "I do believe Elena requires you, however, I think she can wait a few moments." He told her. Prying the champagne bottle out of her hand.

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Bonnie gulped, she had heard Tyler was a man about town but refused to believe it! But how could she deny the evidence as Tyler lips locked with hers, without her consent. "Get off me!" She shouted angrily and scared as his hands began to harass her body and explore. "Shh, love, you know you want it." Tyler purred putting a hand over the witch's mouth. "MHAHAHAMMMM!" Bonnie fought, desperately trying to bite the boys hand.

"Get your hands off my girlfriend!" A voice boomed across the room. Bonnie was confused but still tried to escape, boyfriend?

Tyler let go of the witch throwing her to the ground. "Salvatore, Gilbert." He sneered arrogantly towards Bonnie's best friends. "Didn't know you were as low as to court a simple slave girl, Damon." Tyler smirked as if challenging Damon. "I do not appreciate your company, Lockwood, leave now!" Damon warned an icy tone held within his voice Bonnie had never heard. "You know what? No! I can do whatever the hell I want and I am going to occupy Bonnie!" Tyler yanked Bonnie up by the wrist causing tears to cloud Bonnie's eyes. Damon launched at Tyler knocking him to the ground. They both lay on the ground rolling around. Fists connecting to face. "Damon!" Bonnie called out aloud as Jeremy held back Tyler. "Never – Ever - Talk about Bonnie like that again!" Damon growled before pulling her out of the room to safety whilst Jeremy escorted Tyler away from the premises. This would not be the last they heard of Tyler Lockwood!

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Damon was fuming, how could such scum put their hands on his woman? "Damon, I'm fine, please your hurting me!" Bonnie pleaded as the boy was angrily towing her through the mansion. But, Damon was too frustrated to listen to the girl's pleas. "Damon!" Bonnie wrenched her hand from the tight grip, looking as she saw a red handprint shape on her arm. "Oh my! Bonnie I didn't mean to hurt you." Damon cried, instant regret filled his ocean blue eyes. How could he hurt her? Damon raked a hand through his curly mop of hair for comfort. "It's fine, thanks for saving me."

Damon shook his head. "How do you forgive me so easily, miss?" Bonnie rolled her eyes. A very un-ladylike thing to do in the times. "Damon, it's fine. It wasn't your fault! Stop blaming yourself for every bad thing that happens." Even though this Damon was infinitely different from her best friend back home in the 20th century, he had many of the same characteristics, for example self-loathing. "How is it you know me so well?" Damon questioned looking to the floor in a sense of pity. "Because you're my… best friend." Bonnie decided to forget the fact that he had called her his girlfriend earlier to Tyler. It could make it awkward. Although something in the back of her mind wanted to bring it up. "I had better get to Miss Elena; she requires me to prep her for the ball tonight." Damon's head snapped up. "The ball? I must prepare myself, my tailor will be waiting. Will you be coming to the ball, Bonnie?" He questioned, secretly hoping he could spend the rest of the night with her dancing. "Yes, Miss Elena has requested my help at the dance." She told him before wandering away towards Elena's chamber.

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"Are you ok, Bonnie? You never usually take this long…" Elena called out as Bonnie entered the room. A beautiful obscure dress held within her tiny fragile hands. "I am fine Miss Elena, Mr Lockwood only just informed me you were ready for my presence." Bonnie told the brunette whom was looking highly doubtful.

Bonnie went to heat Elena's bath. Emily had taught her how to make sure the bath was at its right temperature and how to tend to a mistress' needs. As Elena sat at the side waiting she noticed how Bonnie's wrist was bright red in a sort of handprint shape. Not bearing it any longer she ran up and pried the arm staring at it incredulously. "Bonnie, who did this to you?" Elena interrogated, she had become quite attached to her hand maiden and couldn't bear to see her hurt. "N-No one." Bonnie stuttered. She couldn't shame out Damon. She didn't want to admit it, but her feelings where growing intensely for the eldest Salvatore brother. "Miss Bonnie, never lie to me. Which horrible filth of a man did this to you?" Elena knew this was a man's handprint from the size of it. Plus, there was no way a lady could ever apply that much pressure in one area. "Tyler Lockwood." Bonnie told her. It wasn't too far from the truth because it was indeed that jerk who had caused Damon to go into an upended fury. Elena seemed furious. But she nodded and said nothing more obviously deep in thought.

Author note: I did a bit longer chapter yay! I'm sorry for how long you've had to wait for this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it and I pray nothing was too graphic. I apologise if something is inaccurate or not up to standards. Also, I want to make clear that this is just a story and I believe all the event taking place in this story should never happen. I simply want to highlight the issues of olden day society. Also, sorry if anyone feels as though Damon and Bonnie's relationship is growing too fast… Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed this next chapter.

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