Bonnie stared at her nails. They had bits of Damon’s flesh underneath them. “Damn it, I just had my nails done” she muttered. She looked at Damon’s hurt face. “I hope you understand I have to do this. I could’ve taken down all vampires, but instead I focused on you only. You should be grateful for the rest of your kind”
“Thanks” Damon mumbled sarcastic, but it was good enough for Bonnie.
“Hmm” she said, more to herself than to Damon. “Stefan left me some vervain to help me keep you in check”
Stefan, Damon thought, when I die (he was certain he would) I will haunt you for the rest of your vampire existence.
“I was wondering” Bonnie continued. “If I threw it in your eyes, what would happen?”
Damon jerked the chains again as Bonnie lifted up a bottle of vervain. It probably had been there all along, but in the darkness Damon hadn’t seen it.
“Please, don’t do it” he begged. “I’ll be blind”
“Yeah, that’s the idea” Bonnie said sweet. “Besides, it’s already pitch dark in here, so what’s the difference?” She opened the bottle and emptied the liquid in Damon’s eyes, causing other parts of his face to burn as well. Damon squeezed his eyes, but the vervain was too strong and searched its way to his eyes.
“Thanks” Damon mumbled sarcastic, but it was good enough for Bonnie.
“Hmm” she said, more to herself than to Damon. “Stefan left me some vervain to help me keep you in check”
Stefan, Damon thought, when I die (he was certain he would) I will haunt you for the rest of your vampire existence.
“I was wondering” Bonnie continued. “If I threw it in your eyes, what would happen?”
Damon jerked the chains again as Bonnie lifted up a bottle of vervain. It probably had been there all along, but in the darkness Damon hadn’t seen it.
“Please, don’t do it” he begged. “I’ll be blind”
“Yeah, that’s the idea” Bonnie said sweet. “Besides, it’s already pitch dark in here, so what’s the difference?” She opened the bottle and emptied the liquid in Damon’s eyes, causing other parts of his face to burn as well. Damon squeezed his eyes, but the vervain was too strong and searched its way to his eyes.
Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica said demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. You had this coming. You broke in here, you threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting next to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Damon raced outside and got into his car. He turned around the keys and drove onto the street. He then pushed the accelerator pedal and raced ahead.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did you get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did you get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.
