Damon walked into the living room, finding Bonnie going through her cupboards. “That bitch, kahaba really got me. Look at my neck” she alisema bitter. Damon grabbed her arm and forced her to turn around. All of the fear he had felt since she jinxed him was gone and now all she could read on his face was fury. “Let go of me, Damon” she alisema with a cold voice, though she couldn’t hide the tremble. Damon brought his face to hers and looked her straight in the eye. He wasn’t going to compel her, he knew he wasn’t strong enough. “What have wewe done to Elena? wewe alisema wewe wouldn’t hurt her” he alisema soft but threatening. “I didn’t hurt her” Bonnie alisema scared. “She’s happy, isn’t that a good thing?” Damon put his hand on her throat and squeezed it. “No, it isn’t. She believes everything to be okay, when it’s not. What if Klaus comes back and does something to her? She’s not careful anymore and Stefan’s gone, so he can’t protect her. And thanks to wewe neither can I” he hissed angry. Bonnie tried to swallow, but Damon’s grip was too tight. She wanted to mind-torture him, but couldn’t. She could hardly breathe. Damon loosened his grip a bit, so she could at least talk. “Katherine can protect her” Bonnie alisema hoarse. “That’s why I didn’t bewitch her, so she could keep an eye on Elena” Damon chuckled, but then was serious again. “Well, aren’t wewe noble then. wewe didn’t let Katherine off the hook so she could keep Elena safe. You’re afraid of her. You’re scared she will harm you, and wewe were right” he alisema with a nod at Bonnies neck. He grabbed her hair and let his fangs sink in her flesh. She screamed, but Damon tightened his grip and fiercely drank her blood.