Bonnie was lying on the kitanda watching television. She didn’t really notice what onyesha was on. She just needed to lay down. Taking Damon down had taken a lot zaidi energy she had expected. She closed her eyes, but unfortunately fate chose that moment to let the kengele rang. Bonnie frowned her eyebrows out of frustration. She could sense who it was. “It’s open!” she yelled. “Please, don’t make me get up” she mumbled. But the door stayed shut and no one entered. Bonnie groaned and swung her legs off the couch. “I’m coming!” she shouted when the visitor bang the door. She shuffled to the door and opened it. “You didn’t hear me?” she asked sarcastic.
Stefan smiled. “Of course I did. I just wanted wewe to invite me in”
“I already did. wewe can come in whenever wewe want” Bonnie alisema confused.
“I know, but I also wanted to give wewe the opportunity to decline my request” Stefan continued.
“Oh” Bonnie said. “I see… Well, Stefan, please come in” She waved with her hand inside and Stefan entered the house. He walked to the jikoni and leaned against the sink. “So, what is it that brings wewe here? Wait, wait, wait, let me guess. Elena?”
Stefan bowed his head and looked up again, smiling at Bonnie. “Correct from the first time”
“You want some coffee?” Bonnie asked. Stefan shook his head. “Good, ‘cause I have none” She sat on a chair and weaved her fingers in each other. “Okay, well, can we cut to the chase?”
Stefan flashed to Bonnie, grabbing her throat. She fell backwards along with the chair and Stefan landed on juu of her. Bonnie focused, to give him a neurological pain, but Stefan squeezed her throat and smirked evil. “That’s not going to be of use. My sweet Bonnie, wewe have no idea who you’re dealing with. Katherine told me wewe turned Elena into some teen/toddler. I have no idea what age she is emotionally, but you’re going to bring the real Elena back”
Bonnie tried to breath. “I… can’t” she alisema hoarse. “It’s a complicated spell”
Stefan shook his head. “You’re making excuses” he said. “I don’t like that, it makes me cranky. So we’ll do this one zaidi time. You’re going to bring back the real Elena. It’s really simple”
“It’s not simple” Bonnie alisema and tears filled her eyes. “I can’t undo the spell. Elena needs to get out of it on her own terms. There’s nothing I can do”
Stefan let go of her and pulled her up. He threw her against the ukuta and speeded to her. “Well, then I’m afraid we’re facing a problem” he alisema soft. He took a step back and smiled. “Lucky for wewe I have a suggestion and wewe better accept it, if wewe don’t want that pretty face and that gorgeous body to be separated from one another… wewe will leave Damon alone. wewe will no longer harm him, torture him, au hurt him in any way possible. wewe got that?”
Bonnie nodded slowly.
“Okay, inayofuata point on our schedule, when will Elena come back?” Stefan asked.
Bonnie straightened her back, lifted her chin and looked Stefan in the eyes. “She will come back when the one who needs her the most… needs her the most”
“What?” Stefan asked confused. Of his confusion Bonnie took advantage to make him get out.
Stefan smiled. “Of course I did. I just wanted wewe to invite me in”
“I already did. wewe can come in whenever wewe want” Bonnie alisema confused.
“I know, but I also wanted to give wewe the opportunity to decline my request” Stefan continued.
“Oh” Bonnie said. “I see… Well, Stefan, please come in” She waved with her hand inside and Stefan entered the house. He walked to the jikoni and leaned against the sink. “So, what is it that brings wewe here? Wait, wait, wait, let me guess. Elena?”
Stefan bowed his head and looked up again, smiling at Bonnie. “Correct from the first time”
“You want some coffee?” Bonnie asked. Stefan shook his head. “Good, ‘cause I have none” She sat on a chair and weaved her fingers in each other. “Okay, well, can we cut to the chase?”
Stefan flashed to Bonnie, grabbing her throat. She fell backwards along with the chair and Stefan landed on juu of her. Bonnie focused, to give him a neurological pain, but Stefan squeezed her throat and smirked evil. “That’s not going to be of use. My sweet Bonnie, wewe have no idea who you’re dealing with. Katherine told me wewe turned Elena into some teen/toddler. I have no idea what age she is emotionally, but you’re going to bring the real Elena back”
Bonnie tried to breath. “I… can’t” she alisema hoarse. “It’s a complicated spell”
Stefan shook his head. “You’re making excuses” he said. “I don’t like that, it makes me cranky. So we’ll do this one zaidi time. You’re going to bring back the real Elena. It’s really simple”
“It’s not simple” Bonnie alisema and tears filled her eyes. “I can’t undo the spell. Elena needs to get out of it on her own terms. There’s nothing I can do”
Stefan let go of her and pulled her up. He threw her against the ukuta and speeded to her. “Well, then I’m afraid we’re facing a problem” he alisema soft. He took a step back and smiled. “Lucky for wewe I have a suggestion and wewe better accept it, if wewe don’t want that pretty face and that gorgeous body to be separated from one another… wewe will leave Damon alone. wewe will no longer harm him, torture him, au hurt him in any way possible. wewe got that?”
Bonnie nodded slowly.
“Okay, inayofuata point on our schedule, when will Elena come back?” Stefan asked.
Bonnie straightened her back, lifted her chin and looked Stefan in the eyes. “She will come back when the one who needs her the most… needs her the most”
“What?” Stefan asked confused. Of his confusion Bonnie took advantage to make him get out.
The inayofuata morning
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of kitanda and put on his pants from the siku before.
“Hurry up, Damon. wewe don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon alisema rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted kwa vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t wewe step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah alisema as he walked past Damon.
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of kitanda and put on his pants from the siku before.
“Hurry up, Damon. wewe don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon alisema rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted kwa vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t wewe step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah alisema as he walked past Damon.
“Can I come in? This talks so…weird, wewe know. And if Veronica sees us…” Stefan alisema warning.
“I’m not afraid of Veronica” Rachel alisema in such way it sounded like she meant the opposite.
Katherine was dragging Gabe’s corpse to the backside of Rachel’s house. She couldn’t get inside the house, so she opened the window to the basement and pushed Gabe’s body inside. She held his shoulders and let him down carefully. When she thought it was salama she let go. The corpse fell on the basement floor, mute for a human ear, but as Katherine heard the thump, she figured Rachel would’ve too.
“Damn it” she mouthed. She stood and looked around. Rachel was nowhere to be seen and from what Katherine could hear, she was still listening philosophized to Stefan. If Rachel had heard anything, she sure didn’t suspect anything.
“I’m not afraid of Veronica” Rachel alisema in such way it sounded like she meant the opposite.
Katherine was dragging Gabe’s corpse to the backside of Rachel’s house. She couldn’t get inside the house, so she opened the window to the basement and pushed Gabe’s body inside. She held his shoulders and let him down carefully. When she thought it was salama she let go. The corpse fell on the basement floor, mute for a human ear, but as Katherine heard the thump, she figured Rachel would’ve too.
“Damn it” she mouthed. She stood and looked around. Rachel was nowhere to be seen and from what Katherine could hear, she was still listening philosophized to Stefan. If Rachel had heard anything, she sure didn’t suspect anything.
“Bonnie?” Damon shouted. “Bonnie, where are you? Get back here!” But when nothing happened he understood he had to do this himself. He looked up at the chains and started pulling with all his strength. It hurt immensely, but he couldn’t stop. If this pain was necessary to be with Elena, he would go through it.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
The inayofuata morning.
A buzzing sound, coming from Caroline’s pedestal cupboard woke her up and she opened her eyes. She took her phone and opened it. She had received a message from an unknown person.
“I know what wewe are and we will destroy you” she read aloud. She swung her legs off the kitanda and searched for her ring. When she had found it she put it on and walked to the window. She shoved the curtain and stared outside.
The sky was grey. It seemed like it was going to rain.
Caroline opened the window and climbed over the edge.
“Game on, bitch” she mumbled, before she jumped and landed gracefully on the pavers.
A buzzing sound, coming from Caroline’s pedestal cupboard woke her up and she opened her eyes. She took her phone and opened it. She had received a message from an unknown person.
“I know what wewe are and we will destroy you” she read aloud. She swung her legs off the kitanda and searched for her ring. When she had found it she put it on and walked to the window. She shoved the curtain and stared outside.
The sky was grey. It seemed like it was going to rain.
Caroline opened the window and climbed over the edge.
“Game on, bitch” she mumbled, before she jumped and landed gracefully on the pavers.
