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It has been three days since I've last seen Damon.
After that night, Meredith had stayed with me the past days, leaving only for short periods of time. But the times she left me alone, I stayed hidden under the bed sheets fearing he could come back at any moment.
I know it sounded childish, but I also know I wasn't quite his favorite person on the world.
After that night I haven't seen or heard from him, and today was our wedding day... Meredith and I've managed to get rid of the bodies thanks to Sage after Damon left to God-knows-where. I also covered him and did not tell anyone he was missing.
I stirred lazily on the bed knowing that Meredith had left early for some 'business' to attend, so the bed was all for me...
I rolled free to my left side finally opening my eyes.
"Finally you're awake"
"Ahhh!" I gasped loudly and stumbled backwards until I reached the border of the bed and fell to floor.
My heart -yeah we vampires do have heart- was beating rapidly than usual, it was like it was about to jump out of my chest.
"Hey are you ok?" Damon asked kneeling beside me. The tone of his voice made me look up at him.
His face was a few inches away from mine, his pale face looked concerned and his phantomly black eyes were examining me deeply.
I waited until my breath calmed down before nodding respectfully to him.
Damon changed his concerned expression rapidly into the one he had worn the last time I saw him.
"So... Today is our big day doesn't it?" He mocked as he got up.
I didn't reply, I just got up and sat on the bed for support.
"Aren't you going to talk to me at all?" He stepped near to me.
I flinched unconsciously. God, he knows how to scare me easily.
"It would make things easier for you if you do" He chanted as he walked to the only window of the bedroom and open it. Although his voice was charming, it had a glint of thread on it too.
"I-I don't know what you expect me to say" I breathed out looking at him with big and innocent eyes.
He turned to me, "Have you-"
A knock at the door interrupted him.
His head jerked instantly to the direction of the door and went to open it.
I stayed there quietly trying to hear something.
"Bonnie can you come here" Damon's 'charming' voice reasoned through the penthouse making me jump off the bed and hurried to meet him.
Damon stepped aside so I could see whoever it was at the door.
"Hi Bonnie, how have you been?" He asked me politely.
I mindlessly combed my hair with my fingers trying to cover up my still pink cheek. Damon noticed what I was doing, but he didn't say anything, he just frowned.
"I'm fine thank you" I lied nervously.
Stefan didn't seem to buy it but he let it pass.
"So... Why do we honor your visit, little brother" Damon cut in.
Stefan posed his green eyes on him, "I came here for Bonnie-"
"What? Why? Where are you taking her?" Damon demanded stepping in front of me, he sounded excessively possessive.
"I'm the godparent, remember?"
"Well I don't care if you're her tooth fairy; you're not taking her anywhere!" Damon roared and grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me inside with him after he slammed the door on Stefan's face.
"What are you doing?" I breathed out trying to free my hand from his rough hold.
But Stefan yanked the door open instantly, "What happened to your cheek, Bonnie?" He demanded stepping closer into the penthouse.
Apparently he did notice my wound.
"How do you dare breaking into my place?" Damon shut me up.
Stefan ignored him and he started to examine me with his hands.
I flinched slightly.
"What are you doing? Don't touch her!"
Damon got really mad then, he tried to attack Stefan but he was faster and pushed him hard away.
"Stefan! What are you doing!" I yelled and started walking to where Damon was laying when Stefan grabbed me by the arm and pulled me with him.
"Come on Bonnie, let's get you out of here" He muttered and we got out of the penthouse.
Leaving an unconscious Damon on the floor.
"Why did you do that?" I reproached quietly to Stefan once we reached his penthouse. His place was just as big and luxiorous as Damon and mine.
He sighed before answering, "Would you have preferred that I left you alone and unprotected to him?"
"No" I replied instantly.
"Hey Stefan where did yo-" Katherine interrupted herself when she entered the living room and saw me there, "Oh... Hi Bonnie" She waved at me with a brief smile.
I forced myself to smile back at her.
I never had had a good relationship with Katherine. Ever since we were little, we fought several times. She always wanted what I had, she hated me for how 'lucky' I was, she had done many cruel things to me only because she was jealous and the worst of all: she always had took away whichever good thing I fought fiercely for.
I must add, when Stefan came to our world just like Damon, I was the one he was suppose to get married with, but as selfish and possessive that Katherine was, she fought for him and won his heart, only to piss me off.
And now, knowing how compulsively possessive she could be; I'm afraid of losing Damon too.
Since she is shockingly alike to his dead girlfriend, he could easily be tricked and with that she will released not only another endlessly fight between her and me, but a war between the Salvatore brothers.
"Bonnie did you hear me?"
"Uh... Sorry, what did you say?"
"It is time to get you ready, Meredith is on her way, she would arrive in less than a minute, she and Katherine would help you get ready, ok?"
I sighed and nodded frantically.
I hope this day doesn't turn as bad as it already started.
I turned to look at myself at the enormous bedroom's mirror.
I was finally ready after what it felt like hours to got dress up and been doing my hair and make-up. I was finally ready.
I almost gasped when I saw myself at the big old-fashioned mirror.
I looked completely different than usual, my hair was pinned up carefully with a big black flower -since I didn't quietly liked having my hair pinned up, I wasn't enjoying the whole hairstyle it was annoying, I always liked to have my red curls falling loosely...- and the dress well... It was perfect.
The white-pearl strapless dress was the perfect mix of tiny diamonds and pearls all around my chest and waist, the long dress adjusted to my body tightly making noticeable curves I didn't know I had, it fell down low in the back leaving only some lace with some flower details to cover my bare back.
In short words, the dress was gorgeous in its own unique way.
Unconsciously, I felt a tear fall down my cheek.
"Bon are you ok? Why are you crying?"
Meredith asked as she stepped in Stefan and Katherine's bedroom. She had changed into a dark blue gown that gave her the look of an Arabic beauty and made her look taller.
"It's nothing, it's just... I mean the dress is beautiful" I half lied as I wiped the tears from eyes carefully, I didn't want to ruin my makeup.
"Are you sure that's it? Yeah, the dress is great and you look amazing, but that's not a reason to cry" Her wise eyes were analyzing her intensely. She was too smart to be fooled and she knew me better than anyone.
I sighed, "I'm sad Meredith, you know that I always dreamed with my perfect wedding, my perfect dress and most importantly: my perfect soul mate" I sat on the bed and Meredith mimicked me quietly. "But now, I have everything but the soul mate" My voice faltered at the end. I was holding back tears only because of the makeup.
"Oh Bonnie" she muttered rubbing my back, "You know? Maybe it's not that bad, Damon might act like a total cold jerk, but that is only in the surface, I hate to admit it, but the Damon we know is the Damon this world created, he become like this because of all the pain this transformation inflicted him" she looked deeper into my eyes "I believe you can change him"
"Maybe you're right, but even if I try to work things up between us... He won't ever love me like he loved that human, I'd saw how he looked at her when we were tracking him, he looked at her like she was the best prize he would ever win, she was everything for him" I bit back a sob and brushed off the oncoming tears, "He won't ever look at me in that way..." My voice broke.
"Anyway, I also wanted to form a family, if I was given the gift to gave on birth I wanted to get the best out of it, you know how hard it is for a female vampire to been give this once in a life opportunity"
"Yeah... I know" She mumbled, her voice low and sad.
Oh no, I had forgotten about Meredith birth issues...
"Oh, Mere! I-I didn't'-I'm so-"
"And how do you know Damon doesn't want to get in bed with you?" Katherine interrupted me as she walked passed us and headed to the mirror.
She had changed too; the fitted purple dress was showing all her curves exactly in the right places and her high heels only made her legs longer.
I grimaced slightly, in this precise moment the least person I wanted to see or heard from was Katherine, but today it was impossible getting rid of her. As Stefan's wife, she was my Godmother and she had helped me to get my makeup done with Meredith. I wasn't sure why Meredith was helping me and not Dabria, Klaus' current and new girlfriend, since they're the Godparents and not Meredith and Sage.
"It's none of your business, Katherine" I mumbled getting up from the bed.
"Haven't you slept with Damon at all? I mean, it's weird, because-you know, he's a complete hunk" She said ignoring me as she applied some mascara on her already large eye lashes.
A knock at the door interrupted me before I defended myself to Katherine.
"Who is it?" Katherine shouted lazily.
"It's me" That was clearly my dad's voice.
Katherine eyes grew big and she hurried to open the door, "Your Majesty, please come in" she told my dad now in a respectful tone. A small smile escaped my lips.
"Are you ready Bon?" My dad asked as he entered the bedroom.
"Yes dad, we were only waiting for you"
My dad eyes narrowed slightly when he finally saw me, "Oh Bon you look beautiful" he breathed out.
I smiled widely at him feeling my cheeks blushing slightly.
"Thank you a lot girls, you have make my daughter look even more gorgeous"
"It was an honor to us, your majesty" Meredith replied as she and Katherine bowed to my dad.
My dad turned to me and offered me his arm, I took it and grabbed the tail of the dress before he guided they way out of Stefan's penthouse.
"We have to hurry up Bon; we were supposed to be at the garden by twelve"
"What time it is?"
"A half past twelve" He replied slightly embarrassed.
"Dad! What took you so long to get ready?" I asked him with a sly grin.
"Come on! The King and also the father of the bride needed to look good too" He complained.
I laughed to myself as I shook my head. My dad didn't need to tidy up much, he was already handsome, actually he was too handsome for he's age. Although we only have in common our eyes and the wavy hair. My dad had a very worked up body; he was tall, and his hard bone structure only gave him the Greek profile like. No doubt why other women where always behind him...
"We're here" My dad announced as we reached the big mahogany doubled-door. His voice had an edge of something… Was it nervousness? Or fear?
My pulse began to run faster, my insides were shaking with anticipation, but, why was I so afraid of?
Everyone turned to us, when my dad opened the door. Every single one of them stopped doing whatever they were doing to bow at us.
I started blushing more every second it passed.
My dad nodded at them gratefully and guided the way to were our marriage broker was waiting for us. It was strange how we vampires followed some of the human's traditions. I'll never understand why they needed a paper to prove a couple was married. Thank god we took this subject seriously and vampires got married by a blood connection and not by a piece of paper.
I took a view of my surroundings.
The castle's garden was gorgeous with all the decoration they have placed. Big colorful lanterns were hanging from every single three. A bunch of tables -already filled- were at both sides of the dance floor. A lot of flowers everywhere were guiding the way to the amazingly beautiful gazebo in which an old men -who I presumed was the marriage broker- was standing.
Unconsciously I found myself anxious to see Damon, since the incident this morning; I haven't got any news from him. Was he ok? Did Stefan hurt him seriously?
I tried to reach his mind… But he wasn't anywhere around.
A new uneasy feeling filled up my stomach. What if he decided not to appear?
I was laying lazily on Klaus' white leather loveseat; we –Stefan, Klaus and I- have been on his penthouse for hours. I didn't know men also took a lot of time to get ready, or at least 'men' like Klaus.
But the truth was that Stefan and I were ready and bored, Klaus was the clumsy one that was having a hard time to decide which tux to wear.
What a drama queen.
I sighed and made myself more comfortable on the loveseat.
Maybe I can catch a dream in this comfy loveseat...
"Klaus, seriously we were supposed to be at the garden by twelve and it is almost one o'clock" Stefan exclaimed frustrated.
"Oh come on Steffy, the groom has the right to be late to his wedding" He winked at me. "So what do you think, white or gray?" He replied showing us two, all-alike-beside-the-color suits.
I rolled my eyes and got up "Whichever you pick is still going to show up your homosexual real self… So"
"Ha-ha very funny" Klaus simply answered and picked the gray one.
Twenty minutes later, we were on our way to the wedding. After Klaus finally got dress up in the fit gray gay-suit while Stefan had an all black tuxedo, I was force to wear an all-white-but-the-black-tie-tuxedo. I was feeling uncomfortable; I liked wearing my usual all-black attire.
That's not the only thing that is bothering you.
The little voice in my head told me.
And who asked you?
As much as I wanted to deny it, deep inside of me, I knew the little voice was right. It always was.
"Damon? Did you hear me?" Stefan asked cutting through my thoughts.
I looked at him, my eyes reflecting annoyance, "What?"
"I said: Are you ready?"
I frowned and noticed we have finally reached the garden's door. I didn't notice Stefan double-meaning question until he opened the door for us and we stepped in. I felt an uncomfortable tug in my stomach.
Most of the wedding had past like a blur after Damon finally decided to appear.
My heart flipped and started running faster when he came by my side. He had always looked gorgeous as vampire and as a human, but today he looked beyond that.
I was surprised -and secretly pleased- to find a strange glint of curiosity and a bit of approbation on Damon's eyes when he looked at me.
As fast as we both said our vows and we were officially married and we kissed, -a mere brushed of lips, I thought helplessly- Damon had done everything to stay away from everyone and near the bar.
As hard as I was trying to enjoy the wedding, MY wedding, I couldn't help the thought that Damon didn't want to be with me at all.
I was at the bathroom refreshing myself, even if vampires didn't need to use a bathroom, it felt nice to take some time for myself and clear my mind.
How could I possibly think that Damon would ever love me? For God's sake he is still in love with his dead girlfriend!
Tears began to form on my eyes and were threading to come out. I wiped them out furiously with the back of my hand.
"You're only supposed to cry of happiness on weddings, didn't you know that?"
I yelped when I lifted my head from the sink and saw Damon's reflection on the mirror next to mine.
"This is the ladies bathroom" I managed to let out after I eased my breath.
Damon stumbled -apparently dizzy- until he reclined on the sink next to mine.
"Thought alcohol didn't work on vampires"
There so many things you don't know about vampires...
I frowned, he was that drunk he mistaken the men bathroom?
I felt an uneasy pang in my chest.
"How much did you drink?" I asked him bending toward him.
He looked up from the sink, his gorgeous face looked sleepy and his voice was slurry as he talked "Tell me, why...are they soooo interested in...marrying us?" He know looked sad and he paused briefly to catch his breath, "I mean...for whatever I was brought to do...in this world...why do I need you for?" He allowed himself to fell down and rested his head on the wall.
"Oh Damon" I murmured and started to wet a washcloth and rub it on his forehead. I have seen how they treated drunk people on the human's world; I hoped it helped on a vampire.
"Come sit with me" He muttered and grabbed my hand that was holding the washcloth.
"But what if someone wants to enter?" I asked hesitantly shooting a glance to the door.
"They can't, I'd already locked the door" He replied with a playful smile that turned into a tight lane suddenly.
My instincts were faster than my thoughts and I hurried for a trashcan and place it beside Damon right when he was about throw up.
I hold his hair out of his forehead as I kneeled beside him.
When he ended, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Why are you so kind with me? I've been everything but kind to you" Apparently he was feeling better know, or maybe not.
I thought about it for a moment. I didn't know the answer myself.
"I guess is our wife's devotion" I shrugged.
He frowned and looked at his hands.
We stood quiet for some minutes until he spoke up again. "What happened to your fiery hair?"
I blinked, it was an unexpected question.
"I-I don't know, Katherine done it"
"Well I don't like it, it looks better without these things..." He started pulling out the clasps that were holding my curls leaving only the black rose, my skin tickled where his fingers touched my skin, though my face couldn't get any hotter. "Much better"
I smiled gratefully.
I was starting to think I liked the drunk Damon more than cold sober one or even the blood-drunk one, which was scarier.
"Why were you crying earlier?"
I looked up to meet his midnight eyes, he seemed genuinely puzzled.
I shrugged not wanting to reveal anything.
"I know this isn't the way we had planned to be our lives, but I want you know that even if we're married you can date whoever you want, I won't forbid you anything they'd forbidden me"
I smiled weakly, even if he said that sober, I couldn't be with anyone that's not my husband, it's a sin here, an inexcusable sin.
I looked down at my wedding-lapis lazuli ring. It had engraved the words: Damon & Bonnie on it.
"I'm so sorry Damon for earlier incident, and not only for what happened to your girlfriend but everything that had happened to you, I wish there was I way I could help you... I tried everything to stop the wedding..." My voice broke on the last words.
Damon sighed, "You know was the worst?" he let out a humorless short laugh that sent a shiver down my spine, "the worst part was that I was going to propose to her the night you changed me"
These were fresh news to me; my heart was starting to shrink.
"I-I'm so sorry I rea-"
"But we fought that night, for some stupid things, I wasn't a rich boy like her dad wanted me to be, I wasn't smart either, I wasn't perfect, she deserved better than me" his hands turned into fists as he talked, every single world was hitting me like daggers, "but, I loved her and she loved me too... That's an important fact doesn't it?" he gazed at me. His face was just inches away from mine.
I couldn't make out a word; I was staring at him with fascination. Of all the emotions I have seen on Damon's eyes, I've never seen this kind of love on them, his eyes were glowing with passion, he had talked with such tenderness and fervor.
I felt another tug in my chest. But this time is wasn't disturbing, this time it was a pleasuring and sweet sensation.
I reached out and kissed him softly.
His lips were warm and soft on mine.
At first he froze and didn't move, but then he kissed me back.
I've never kissed someone like this before, with this love and admiration burning inside of me. Even if he didn't kiss me back with the same feelings, I was jumping in joy from inside.
But then something shifted. Damon froze again and then he pulled apart brusquely wide-eyed.
I blushed furiously and scolded myself.
What have I done?
We were breathing heavily and none of us said anything.
After some seconds of awkward and embarrassing silence, Damon's face hardened, "I'm pretty sure I'm drunk, so I'm just going to say this once" he continued, his voice flat as he got up, "you can't expect at all any kind of fond feeling from me" he headed for the door and unlocked it, "I'm not good for you" he said before disappearing out the door.
The next target on the 'to do list' of the wedding was the end of the same, the last 'event' to conceal the marriage.
I wouldn't have known what would have been of me if I haven't drunk some alcohol. Even if they also served blood -fancy right?-, I opted for the alcohol, it made me feel normal, thought.
I drank my last sip of vodka and followed the crowd. Although I didn't have the tiniest idea of what vampire shit we were doing know.
"Good evening to everyone, how do you enjoyed the party?" Elijah asked ecstatic and full of himself -as always- by the microphone. The crowd cheered happily in response.
The moon had settled by now, the sky was full of shimmering stars.
"Can we bring up here our happy couple?"
Happy couple? Hahaha! How funny.
"Your highness, they're requesting you" A vampire servant informed me.
Your highness? Now I'm a royalty, how sweet.
I followed the servant carefully watching my steps.
Damn! I had drunk a lot, though, I'm seeing double of everything, or maybe even triple.
Bonnie was already there at the center of the dance floor.
Staggering a little I placed myself next to Elijah, which was between Bonnie and me.
Stefan and Klaus were there too, each one of them with they're girls next to them.
"So, all of you already know what's going to happen next, but our friend here doesn't" He winked at me. "Don't worry I'll explain; this ritual is the closure of this marriage, the last step to complete their eternal bonding: our couple will be connected by blood"
I frowned at the King and he smiled back at me, "it's only a little exchange of blood, you drink from her, she drinks from you and that's it" he whispered down at me.
"But, what's this for? Why do we do it for?" I blurted out while my canines sharpened at the mention of blood.
"When two vampires exchange blood, they're able to build up a special mind connection" Stefan broke in.
I turned to him, and rubbed my eyes. Thank God there were only two Stefans left and not three.
"And why do I need this connection for?" I asked in annoyance.
"It is really helpful on fights, and other issues, you can commune with her safely without worrying if your enemy or anybody else hears you"
Still I thought it was useless.
"So why don't we start?" The king chanted and backed away so I could face Bonnie.
She looked up at me with shimmering eyes. It looked that she had been crying... But still she was trying to be fierce and strong.
"What now?" I asked glancing at Elijah.
"Just bite her and get this over" Klaus answered for him.
I glanced back at Bonnie.
Well... Why do I have to lose?
Whatever this vampire connection shit was, I was sure that the little witch and I were linked for the rest of the eternity or until one of us died, though; which seemed very far from happening in the human's world, but not at all weird in this world.
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