Chapter 11

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Even Damon's vampire reflexes couldn't catch what she had just done until she had done it.

Oh no.

"Bonnie," he yelled, as the blade soared through the air. It was too late.

He wished she'd just left when he asked her too. As much as it would have destroyed him, she would be fine and to him, that was all that mattered.

Clang.

The metal hit the ground.

Of course it did.

Miranda laughed and made the blade fly into the air and turn it's point to Bonnie who stood at the doorway.

He watched, terrified as Bonnie's expression darkened. She, surprisingly, didn't look scared at all.

"Go ahead," she whispered with a smile. "Throw it."

"Bonnie!" Damon gasped for breath. Did she really think that Miranda would hesitate for a second?

Miranda smiled back at her. "There's not even an ounce of emotion in me, but I must say, I admire your bravery. However idiotic it may be." She turned to Damon, still keeping one eye on Bonnie. "Any last words for Bonnie, Damon?"

Damon choked. Last words? "Yes." Bonnie's expression cracked as she looked at Damon. He knew she was thinking the same thing as him. How could this be the end when it was only just beginning?

He looked away from Bonnie, focusing his eyes on an amused Miranda instead. He knew exactly what he had to say. If this truly was the end, she needed to know. "Give her my letters."

Bonnie visibly inhaled sharply. She wasn't expecting that.

"Very well. Say goodbye, now." She said it so casually, before waving a hand at Damon. Suddenly, Damon felt paralysed. He couldn't move, no matter how hard he tried. His lips quivered, trying to form a single word. That's all he wanted. To make sure she heard it. But it came out as nothing but a whisper, as Miranda dragged Bonnie down the corridor.

Bonnie felt Miranda's cold hand on her arm propelling her forward down the corridor. Soon, it will all be over.

His letters? What had he been talking about?

Miranda led her into a room, before pulling out a stack of papers and handing them to her.

"Go ahead and read them, human," she said coldly.

Her last word made Bonnie shudder. In all this chaos, Bonnie had almost forgotten how powerless she was. A human. A mere mortal. No match for a woman of Miranda's power.

She read them all, one by one, not daring to skip a word. The letters often contradicted each other, which made Bonnie wonder if he even knew what he was writing.

I'm sorry.

I know you can never forgive me.

I miss you.

I hope you don't miss me.

I wish I could take it all back.

I would do it all again.

I would fix everything.

I wouldn't change a thing.

I'll be back, I promise.

I'll be here forever, won't I?

And then she saw the three words that changed everything.

I love you.

She felt her eyes light up. Something in her switched on. Something she didn't even know was switched off. Perplexed, she looked down at her fingers that held the letters. Their paleness was gone, somehow. They had colour. She felt her whole body buzz. And then she realised what had just happened.

She concealed the smile on her face with tears. Miranda smiled. "Done? I think Damon would like to watch me end your life, how about you?" Ordinarily, Bonnie would have clawed this woman's eyes out by now, but she knew something that Miranda evidently didn't. And she was going to use it to her advantage.

Damon watched as Bonnie walked back in. He knew what was about to happen judging by the cruel smile on Miranda's face. She twirled the knife casually in her hands. Damon looked at Bonnie who looked as solemn as ever. Yet, something was different about her. Damon frowned inwardly, trying to figure out what it was. Her eyes gleamed and her hands were at her side, pointing downwards, as if she was about to –

Realisation dawned upon Damon, as he felt a mixture of worry and hope bubbled up inside him.

She kept her head down, rarely looking at Damon or Miranda. She counted seconds as Miranda talked. Her mind was buzzing so loudly, she could barely even hear Miranda.

"…So without further ado," Miranda nodded at Damon and Bonnie. "I think it's time for me to…"

Crash!

Damon watched Bonnie smile excitedly as the bookshelf came down on top of Miranda.

Her powers were back.

"That was unwise," Miranda yelled from under the bookshelf.

Bonnie laughed, surprising herself by how insane she sounded. But she didn't care. Her magic was back and Damon was okay. Useless and paralysed, but okay!

She muttered a spell under her breath, watching as Miranda struggled to get out from under the bookshelf. Suddenly, she stopped trying to get out. She screamed and writhed in pain, but not for long. Bonnie felt her power draining again.

No!

She fought it, but saw the glow at her fingertips begin to fade.

Miranda laughed, pulling herself up. "Nice try."

Bonnie had no choice.

With one last look at Damon, Bonnie charged Miranda, forcing her into the ground. She felt pain stab into her as Miranda's knife cut her across the neck, almost fatally. Miranda's eyes filled with rage and delight as she grabbed Bonnie's neck. She could've just finished it off with her powers, but something told Bonnie that it wasn't quite vengeful enough to satisfy her cruel soul.

Out of the corner of her eye, Bonnie watched Damon, who was trying (and failing) to avert his eyes. Then, as her windpipe began to shut off, she let her head fall sideways before her blurred vision found something on the ground.

She lifted the knife, as quickly as she could before giving Miranda a slash on the neck. A slash that wouldn't have done much damage if it wasn't right on her carotid artery. Miranda's grip on Bonnie loosened, and Bonnie felt oxygen returning to her lungs. Miranda's eyes widened before softening and looking at Bonnie. She then whispered something, so soft that Bonnie could barely hear it. But her expression said it all. "Thank you."