Bonnie pushed Damon over the porch into her house. He walked ahead to the kitchen, Bonnie behind him. He turned around and saw the furious expression on her face. In other circumstances he would’ve made a sarcastic comment, but the way things were now, Damon knew the best thing was to keep his mouth shut. “I thought we had an agreement” she đã đưa ý kiến slowly and threatening while she came closer to Damon. “You wouldn’t drink any human blood” she continued. Damon frowned his eyebrows frustrated. “You đã đưa ý kiến that, I never đã đưa ý kiến I agreed” Bonnie widened her eyes and Damon wouldn’t have been surprised if there would be steam coming out of her nose and ears. “You wouldn’t talk about me. bạn wouldn’t talk about Elena” Damon gnashed his teeth. Did Bonnie really expect him not to ask about the woman he loved? Apparently she did. She grabbed his arm and dragged him to his prison. She pushed him back in his caged and his hands were automatically chained. Why couldn’t he just attack her? He wouldn’t kill her, just bite her so he could escape. But as he considered this, he realized it had nothing to do with physical strength. Bonnies power over him had nothing to do with muscles hoặc speed. She sat down in Indian style. “You have been a very bad boy, Damon, disobeying me like that” “I’m sorry” he mumbled, though he didn’t mean a word of it. “Shut up” Bonnie commanded. “I believe bad boys should be punished” she finished with an extremely evil smile on her face. Damon swallowed, fearing whatever was coming. But Bonnie just sat there. She wasn’t mumbling anything, she wasn’t motioning with her hands. He braced himself, yet nothing happened. Then, as if someone had tied an invisible thread around his arm, he lifted up his left hand. His fingers enclosed his right index finger. He realized what was going on and he tried to let go, but his grip was too tight. As he struggled to separate his two hands, he forcedly pulled and turned his finger until he heard a crack and blood streamed on his hand. Damon screamed, gasped and heavily breathed. His face was white and he sweated. He felt how he sank deeper into unconsciousness. As his eyes slowly closed he saw Bonnie standing up, that evil smile still on her face.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are bạn doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and bạn look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena đã bình luận sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are bạn doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and bạn look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena đã bình luận sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the một giây drawer tiếp theo to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the một giây drawer tiếp theo to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
