Damon was standing in front of the hospital. He didn’t want to do this, but he had to. Katherine was right, Bonnie would try it again when she woke up. And so he opened the door and entered the hospital.
His eyes went through the building. A young, male intern walked passed him with a clipboard, taking notes.
Damon grabbed his arm. The boy didn’t see him and Damon whispered in his ear: “I need you to take me to Bonnie Bennett”
“I can’t do that” the boy said scared. “I’m just an intern, I don’t have that authority”
“Then bring me to someone who does have that authority” Damon said and he forced the intern to walk.
People, staff and patients, watched them go and the receptionist picked up the phone, her eyes fixated on Damon and the intern.
“Just keep walking” Damon said.
“You’re hurting me” the intern groaned.
“Yeah, I do have a firm grip” Damon admitted. “Why are we stopping?”
The intern nodded ahead of him and Damon looked up.
“That’s the doctor who operated Bonnie Bennett” the boy said.
“Perfect” Damon said and he forced the boy to walk further.
The doctor looked up as they came his way. He took off his glasses and looked suspicious at the intern he was mentor of.
“Can I help you?” he asked Damon.
“As a matter of fact, yes, you can” Damon said. “I’m looking for Bonnie Bennett…I want to honor her with a friendly visit”
“Are you family of her?” the doctor asked neutral.
“No, thank God I’m not” Damon said.
“I’m sorry, but miss Bennett is recovering from her surgery” the doctor said. “I can only let family with her. And it’s not even visiting hour yet”
Damon’s face changed. “I don’t think you understand the importance here. I need to see miss Bennett”
He sank his fangs in the boys neck. The doctor stared at the boy with big eyes, while the boy screamed. Damon let go of him and he dropped on the floor.
“So…is it visiting hour yet?”
The doctor staggered away from Damon, but Damon gripped his wrist and pierced his glance in his eyes. “Where is Bonnie Bennett?” he asked soft.
“She’s in the ICU” the doctor said monotone.
“See, that wasn’t so hard” Damon said and he let go of the doctor. As the doctor leaned against the wall, trying to find his balance back, Damon walked away, heading for the ICU.
He looked through the door and saw her lying, connected to all kinds of machines. He opened the door and walked to the bed.
He put his hands against her throat and began to strangle her.
His eyes went through the building. A young, male intern walked passed him with a clipboard, taking notes.
Damon grabbed his arm. The boy didn’t see him and Damon whispered in his ear: “I need you to take me to Bonnie Bennett”
“I can’t do that” the boy said scared. “I’m just an intern, I don’t have that authority”
“Then bring me to someone who does have that authority” Damon said and he forced the intern to walk.
People, staff and patients, watched them go and the receptionist picked up the phone, her eyes fixated on Damon and the intern.
“Just keep walking” Damon said.
“You’re hurting me” the intern groaned.
“Yeah, I do have a firm grip” Damon admitted. “Why are we stopping?”
The intern nodded ahead of him and Damon looked up.
“That’s the doctor who operated Bonnie Bennett” the boy said.
“Perfect” Damon said and he forced the boy to walk further.
The doctor looked up as they came his way. He took off his glasses and looked suspicious at the intern he was mentor of.
“Can I help you?” he asked Damon.
“As a matter of fact, yes, you can” Damon said. “I’m looking for Bonnie Bennett…I want to honor her with a friendly visit”
“Are you family of her?” the doctor asked neutral.
“No, thank God I’m not” Damon said.
“I’m sorry, but miss Bennett is recovering from her surgery” the doctor said. “I can only let family with her. And it’s not even visiting hour yet”
Damon’s face changed. “I don’t think you understand the importance here. I need to see miss Bennett”
He sank his fangs in the boys neck. The doctor stared at the boy with big eyes, while the boy screamed. Damon let go of him and he dropped on the floor.
“So…is it visiting hour yet?”
The doctor staggered away from Damon, but Damon gripped his wrist and pierced his glance in his eyes. “Where is Bonnie Bennett?” he asked soft.
“She’s in the ICU” the doctor said monotone.
“See, that wasn’t so hard” Damon said and he let go of the doctor. As the doctor leaned against the wall, trying to find his balance back, Damon walked away, heading for the ICU.
He looked through the door and saw her lying, connected to all kinds of machines. He opened the door and walked to the bed.
He put his hands against her throat and began to strangle her.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had lost his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few seconds after each step.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
