My Bamon art
 I've done a lot of Bamon art since I've become a shipper.  Personally, I think it shows how much better I got over time lol.  Either way, here they all are and comments are deeply appreciated :)

Reflective Souls : A Bonnie/Damon fanmix
I've been intending to make a Bamon fanmix for a while, so here it is!  This fanmix takes the perspective of both Bonnie and Damon respectfully, mostly from where the show has taken us with them thus far.  The music is primarily indie, alternative rock, and pop.

cover art

1.  "Familiar Taste of Poison" by Halestorm (

I tell myself you're no good for me
I wish you well but desire never leaves
I could fight this to the end
But maybe I don't wanna win

2.  "Decode" by Paramore (

The truth is hiding in your eyes
And it's hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood
But you think that I can't see
What kind of man that you are
If you're man at all
Well, I will figure this one out
On my own

3.  "Undisclosed Desires" by Muse (

I want to reconcile the violence in your heart
I want to recognize the your beauty is not just a mask,
I want to exorcise the demons from your past,
I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart.

4.  "All To Myself" by Marianas Trench (

Don't patronize I realize I'm losing and this is my real life
I'm half asleep and I'm wide-awake this hate is always so hard to break
I don't want to be the bad guy
I've been blaming myself and you know why
I'm killing time
And time's killing you
Every way that I do
5.  "Crumble" by Jeanna Salzer Trio (
You surely know how to fill beautiful lines with
Diamond filled words and just the prize
But you won't get anywhere with me with words like those
Cause you can't hold on to my hand
But just when I sense you are falling
I will let go
Just to watch you crumble
6.  "Tragic Zero" by Elements Of Style (
I run like a bastard but I can't escape myself
I'm lost bet you couldn't tell
Odd one, you're never alone
I'm here and I will reflect you
Both of us basically unattached to anything
Or anyone unless we're pretending
8.  "Long Shot" by Kelly Clarkson (
I should have seen it coming 
So now I'll take a chance on
This thing we may have started
Intentional or not I
Don't think we saw it coming
It's all adding up to something
I know you stay true when my world is false
Everything around's breaking down my chaos
I always see you when my sight is lost
Everything around's breaking down my chaos
10.  "But Tonight We Dance" by Rise Against (
I have traveled in darkness, for what seems like days,
I, come from the sinkholes, collapsed under this weight.
I know not your sorrow, but I know mine,
So say you'll stay and dance with me tonight.
11.  "Honest" by Rachael Lampa (
And I- I didn't know what else to do
I was busy hiding from you
And I- what am I supposed to do now?
All of this is wearing me out
I gotta me honest with you
I'm never gonna make it without you.
12.  "Teach Him" by Melanie Fiona (
Having seen the light for many nights
Still I keep the vision of candle lights
Wanna be alone, wanna be with you
I'm so confused
13.  "Beautiful Disaster" by Kelly Clarkson (
He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see

14.  "Misguided Ghosts" by Paramore (

We are just
Misguided ghosts
Traveling endlessly
The ones we trusted the most
Pushed us far away

Click on the links beside the song titles to download!  

Lose The Expectations - A Bamon fanfic, chapter four
Here is the latest addition to my fanfic, "Lose The Expectations".  Any feedback is appreciated!

As Bonnie watched Damon walk away, she wasn’t sure how she felt. Was she grateful that Damon was willing to help her out, or simply adamant because he cared about her in the first place? Grams had always told her that vampire and witches were natural enemies – that witches represented loyalty, common sense, and regulators of the natural order of their environment. Grams had always said that vampires threatened that natural order because they brought about destruction. However, Bonnie wasn’t sure that was so true after all. Even before Grams died, she knew that Stefan was a great guy that she could trust (even if she doubted that for a while afterwards, and maybe a little bit now). One of her best friends after all, Caroline, is one of them and she had gotten control over her desire to harm humans and was still the same person she had always been. Damon was still the only one she wasn’t all that sure about. She thought she understood everything she needed to know about Damon – that he was homicidal, only cared about himself and his obsession with Elena, and couldn’t be bothered to feel any remorse. But here he was, going off to find out information that he needed to protect her against Katherine. It was a shock to realize that his loyalty towards Elena could also be extended to her.

But as Bonnie was laying in her hospital bed thinking about all this, she realized how tired she had been. All the drama that had occurred with Katherine taking over her powers had been enough for one day so she decided to rest her eyes. Before Bonnie knew it, she was slipping off into more colorful and vivid dreams of the past as well as her obviously complex future.

Bonnie began to recognize this weightless feeling and it seemed to register in her mind that she was dreaming. She recognized that she was in the thick woods behind her home that she had been spending a lot of time in recently. Even though she wasn’t too far off from her home, it could still feel like she was hundreds of miles away because it was so calming and silent. She even realized she was in her favorite summer dress, feeling the fall leaves crunching under her bare feet as she instantly smiled at the sight of her favorite tree. This tree in particular was massive with its aged bark and endlessly breathtaking height which Bonnie enjoyed admiring every time she came to it. It was her favorite spot to sit and think about what her life had become – which included her Grams’ untimely and tragic passing, as well as what road she would choose to follow as the only witch in Mystic Falls.

As she often would, Bonnie began to climb up into the tree and sit on the first sturdy branch from the ground. Except for some reason, she didn’t feel like she was alone. She could feel an intense power somewhere nearby. She couldn’t pinpoint the exact location but she had the nagging feeling that she could trust the person it belonged to. She climbed off of the tree and stood on the ground once more, standing and waiting for whatever it was that she could sense.

And before she knew it, the person she loved and trusted with everything she had was standing right in front of her. Grams, she thought to herself and tears began to roll down her cheeks and she embraced the one she loved. My dear Bonnie, she heard her Grams think. I don’t have much time, but I know you’re in danger and I know what Katherine desires.

Grams, what is she looking for? Bonnie knew this was important and she knew she needed to do whatever she could to get this information. Katherine already has a witch and someone she will use against you. Whatever you do Bonnie, you need to get this item and destroy it before she hurts the one you love. You are going to need to get as much assistance as you possibly can from your friends and even the vampires. Before Bonnie could even question her, her Grams said, and I know what I said to you so long ago. You’re still a young witch and your powers are still developing so you’re going to need their help. I don’t believe that the scarlet rose has anything to do with Emily, but rather that it has everything to do with you. Search your room and get into contact with your parents and make sure that nothing of yours is in her possession…that could be the reason why she could control your powers.

And just to be safe, Grams said to Bonnie and she slipped what looked like an amulet around her neck, here are my powers. This way you can always have a piece of me with you. And any extra power you can have that Katherine can’t get a hold of will only benefit you further. Bonnie didn’t know what to say and could only manage to mouth the words of thanks to the woman who had practically raised her. After her mother had left them, Grams was the only female role model she had. After they hugged one last time, her Grams brushed her tears away and said, I’ll be visiting you again very soon.

With a sharp intake of breath, Bonnie was looking at the hospital walls once again, and upon touching her neck, felt the gold heart shaped amulet around her neck.

Bonnie had been able to get some rest off and on throughout the afternoon. Caroline had come to visit her and nearly cut off her air supply by the tight hug she was given. Elena and Stefan had also stopped by to talk to her to find out anything she could remember, and she filled them in about The Scarlet Rose…but for some reason, she chose not to tell them about the amulet her Grams had sent her through the dream. She felt like this was something Damon and her needed to do together – they were a team on this one and she didn’t want to worry her friends.

She was about to dose off again when she recognized a familiar face…one that she hadn’t seen in nearly a decade. A face she couldn’t believe she was staring at. This was the face that had the same green eyes as her as well as the same petite figure. This person was her mother. Bonnie didn’t know what she was feeling as she looked at her mother. What was she supposed to say? Something like I’m pissed off that you ran off when I was only seven years old because you couldn’t deal with your marital problems. Or simply that you abandoned your child because you couldn’t be mature to handle your failed marriage just didn’t sound right. All she could think to do at first was cry – cry like her seven year old self had so long ago.

“Mom…why have you suddenly decided to show up after 10 years?!”, Bonnie said to her estranged mother. “You missed my first cheerleading accident when I broke my leg and you couldn’t be bothered to show up then. Did dad call you or something? Because guess what – most of the time he can’t be bothered to drop his work to come check up on me because he can’t STAND how much we resemble each other. He can’t even look at me most of the time. And no, he doesn’t have to say anything because I have all the evidence I need based on how he averts his eyes all the time.

“Have you come to apologize for that or something? Because there is a LONG list of things you have to make up for before I even consider speaking to you after I leave this place.”

Her mom simply stood there looking at her daughter with tears in her eyes that were threatening to pour over her cheeks. “I know I’ve been a failure as a mother, and that could easily be an understatement”, Bonnie’s mom said, “but I thought your father would do a better job at raising you than I would. When I found out I was what I was…he couldn’t stand to look at me.”

Bonnie’s face took on a look of grave resolve. “Mom…no you can’t be! Tell me it isn’t true.” Her eyes widened further as more tears formed in her eyes. “You’re a vampire aren’t you?”

Bonnie’s took a sharp intake of breath. “I wish I could tell you differently…but yes, you’re right.”

Bonnie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “I need some time alone. Please don’t come back for a while, I need my space.”

Maurine, Bonnie’s mom, simply nodded her head. “I never came back to protect you from myself, and I knew your dad would never approve of me seeing you anyway. I just want you to know that I love you. And also,” as she was digging into her purse, “I have something to give you.”

She slipped Bonnie a piece of paper and walked out of the room. In her mom’s handwriting it said, help me. Bonnie’s heart quickened as realization began to sink in. This must be the piece of Bonnie’s heart that Katherine has against her.  And she couldn't help feeling like the Matt thing Katherine had mentioned earlier had been a setup all along.

Lose The Expectations - A Bamon fanfic, Chapter Three

Bonnie had never felt this way before. At the moment, she felt as if she was floating, like her body was lifeless. It was a pretty comforting feeling like she could move without restriction or without thinking twice about what she would do tomorrow or in a few minutes for that matter. In her moments of calm serenity, she felt as if she could think clearly for the first time. Her life had become about survival and nothing more. She didn't have time to think about homework or cheerleading that would be right around the corner. Instead she kept watching her back, wondering if today would be the day that she would lose her life. Her mind began to linger to her father. Sometimes she wondered if he would be happier being ignorant to her obvious magical ability, or if he would be happier she had passed on if he was forced to come to terms with it. Ever since her mother left them to pursue God knows what with her own magical abilities, he has never hid the fact that he thinks it's rebellious and dangerous. 'Magic will have no place in my household!' is one of the phrases he loves to repeat on a daily basis, Bonnie thought in her carefree comfort. Little does he know that she practices magic in her bedroom when he's still at work. He would be furious if he ever found out.

Through her comforting haze, she began to hear another voice that gave her comfort. Maybe it was because it seemed familiar…or maybe it was because the person was talking very kindly…she didn't really know. However, she could still make out what the voice was saying.

"Why won't you wake up", the voice was saying, "Don't you know that we need you little witch?"

There was a slight pause. "Bonnie…you need to wake up. You have a lot of people to live for. And I swore I would protect you. And although you can be annoying as hell sometimes and you hate my guts, surprisingly I actually care about you. So, I think you should wake up for everyone in your life."

Bonnie began to feel confused. Where was she anyway and why was this person talking to her like she was….dead? Bonnie began to feel her panic break the comfort that had surrounded her. Am I in a coma or something she thought to herself. All she knew was that she had to get out of it – and fast!

Warmth began to fill her mind and her thoughts. She closed her eyes and began to focus on the heartbeat of power she felt near her heart. Her magic pumped through every inch of her – from her toes all the way up into her mind. She grasped on tightly to that power and began to unleash it, feeling it release completely and healingly into every inch of her body. Slowly but surely, she began to feel very strong and could feel the comforting peace slip away from her. She knew she would see that familiar face very soon.

Her eyelids began to flutter as she adjusted to light around her. Bonnie hadn't realized how dimly lit her moment of comfort had truly been. When she began to wake up, she began to notice how her body slightly ached and how tired she felt. However, she could feel someone gripping her hand and quickly let it go. When she looked over, she saw Damon was right next to her bed side. Damon…well life is full of surprises Bonnie thought to herself. However, before it flickered away, she saw how pleased and relieved he looked.

"Bonnie", Damon said, "I'm glad you're still alive. Do you feel strong enough to talk?"

Another surprise; he was actually concerned about her. She began to wonder if he was that familiar voice she had heard before. "Yeah…I think I'm up for it."

"Okay good", Damon said while finally drawing his eyes away from hers, "Katherine called after you passed out. It seems like she has gained control over your powers. Do you know how she could have become capable of this?"

Bonnie began to panic. "She-she did what? How is that even possible?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out. Do you have any idea of how she could pull this off?"

Bonnie thought for a moment. "As far as I know, and Emily knew as well, the ability to gain that kind of control is a myth-"

"However", Bonnie said when she noticed Damon look back at her, "I think I remember reading in Grams' diary that there is a legend about a certain ring called The Scarlet Rose. If I'm remembering correctly…The Scarlet Rose could be used to harness any witches' power if you had an object that they hold dear to their heart. And as long as you had the ring on you then you could do as you pleased. The last owner had hid it somewhere deep in Salem where no one could find it. Not only that but it's believed to be a legend so I doubt that's how she was able to hurt me.

"And if Emily didn't mention it in her grimiore, then I doubt that it actually exists", Bonnie said. "My Grams was just fascinated with legends of witches like that."

"Okay", Damon said after he had heard everything Bonnie had said. "I'm going to start working with Stefan to see what we can come up with. I'll keep in touch to let you know if we find anything else. Until then, just recover and we'll figure out what to do later."

He started to walk before he said, "And Bonnie?"


"Katherine threatened your life. I'm not going to stop until I take that bitch down."

Bonnie could hear the loyalty emanating from his voice. "I know Damon…I know."

Lose The Expectations - A Bamon fanfic, chapter two

It took a few minutes before Bonnie realized what she had done. She had allowed Damon to embrace her – she really could not believe it. But that wasn't what surprised her the most. The most surprising fact was that she found it comforting and she was happy to finally act like she wasn't this strong all the time. However, at the same time, she knew she had to go back to putting on her tough exterior and show him that he wouldn't be seeing this ever again. That's when she knew she had to push away from him.

After she pushed away gently and wiped away some of her tears, Bonnie said, "Wha-what am I going to do? She's threatened one of my good friends and who knows who else she'll threaten if I don't do exactly what she wants."

Taking a moment and studying her eyes very intently, Damon said, "I'll call Stefan and see what we can do about this."

"However, from first impression", Damon said while pacing some of Bonnie's living room, "We're going to have to play a little game with the manipulative bitch. She wants to play a game and it looks like we're going to have to play her just as hard as she's playing us. I know you don't want like working with us but it looks like you have no other choice."

Bonnie looked back at him now. She realized that there would always be a battle between them – right versus wrong, dominance versus compliance, vulnerability versus undeniable strength. It started to creep into her mind that they were both a product of their weakness. They had both lost love in some sort of traumatic way, even if the circumstances weren't at all alike. Damon wanted to get rid of Katherine as much as she did, and even though she kept telling herself it was for revenge, maybe there was more to it than that. She looked into those icy blue eyes and simply nodded.

"Well good", Damon said, "it's nice to see that your loyalty never wavers…even when you have to deal with me". A smile smirk crossed his face right before he began to call Stefan. It went as quickly as it had come.

"Stefan we have a situation. It's best that you come to Bonnie's house as soon as you can. This can't wait."

And when it seemed like only seconds had gone by, there was a knock at the door and Bonnie knew that it was Stefan. When she opened the door she said, "You can come in."

Stefan seemed to walk in very timidly but instantly his eyebrow rose when he saw that Damon was sitting in Bonnie's house. "This has to be really bad for you to have allowed Damon into your house."

"Yeah you could say that", Bonnie said as she felt her face getting hot, "but I think we have more important things to talk about."

Bonnie had a seat next to Damon on the couch. For some reason, she knew they had to sit next to each other. Stefan took a seat across from her.

"Well, Katherine called me earlier and threatened to kill Matt if I didn't do exactly what she wants. She's supposed to call me tomorrow and give me instructions on what she wants me to do. She didn't elaborate on what it was or what she hopes to use me for, so it seems like this situation is unavoidable."

Stefan walked slowly away and started to look out the window. He was still looking out the window when he said, "You know that moonstone that we have? I'm pretty sure that's what she wants." He sat back down and looked directly into Bonnie's eyes and said, "Legend has it that a witch can break the curse on a moonstone. She might be looking to you to break that curse, but if it's not about that, then we need to determine what our next move will be. However, I think you should take that call tomorrow and once we know what she wants you to do then we can create a concrete plan. By making it over the phone, she's eliminated any early interference that we can have over her plan. This was very well-played on her part."

Bonnie started to feel her temper rising. "So let me get this straight…I have to help out a disgusting murderous vampire who's been threatening to kill all my friends? She's supposedly in love with you and both of you have obsessed over her for centuries. I'm sorry but I expected a lot more from you."

She could feel her powers starting to betray her. They were bottling up inside of her, feeding off of her emotions and ready to burst from the surface. She couldn't take it anymore. The vase on the coffee table suddenly burst into a million pieces, sending shards of glass to pierce the opposite wall. Stefan and Damon went on the defensive and hit the ground to avoid injury. Bonnie couldn't control her powers any longer. Without any utterance of words and only a soft flicker of a finger, cabinets were being ripped off of the entertainment center and being scattered along the floor.

"BONNIE…BONNIE…STOP!" The fuzziness of her surroundings began to clear and her eyes widened in shock and horror. She looked at the person who had been shaking her and saw that Damon was still holding on to her shoulders very tightly. Bonnie felt like screaming but no sound escaped her throat. Intense pain was beginning to spread from her head all the way down to the tips of her toes. It literally felt like her powers were eating her alive. Instead she felt very dizzy and felt her knees begin to buckle underneath her.

"Damon…", Bonnie uttered very quietly before she began to fall. Damon quickly caught her in his arms.

Damon's eyes widened in horror before he said, "Bonnie? Bonnie, what's going on? BONNIE!" He was horrified seeing his beautiful, petite, friendly witch lying in his arms so fragile and broken. To the side of him, Stefan had called the police but Damon didn't even notice. He only had eyes for Bonnie. He began to lightly shake her. "Bonnie, please…please wake up."

That's when he heard his phone vibrate on the table next to them. Damon picked it up and heard the familiar voice that made his blood boil and brought vengeance to his mind.

"Wow Damon, I thought you would've learned by now that I'm invincible", Katherine said on the other end. "I always have a plan and I'll always be more than a step ahead of you. I knew you had a soft spot for this witch and I want you to listen very, very closely. I know how to hurt her and I will not hesitate to use it. You can't protect everyone Damon – and it's about time you learned that."

"You bitch", Damon said through clenched teeth, "stop whatever you're doing right now."

"Oh, that wouldn't be fun at all", Katherine said. "I think you're going soft on me. I think I'll drag it out for a little bit longer. But when little Bonnie does wake up, please pass on this little message for me. Let her know that she WILL be working with me alone and she won't be playing any more of these pathetic games. Because the next time she tries to double cross me, her friends lives won't be the only things in danger."

And that's when the line went dead. Damon looked at Bonnie's limp body once again before turning to Stefan.

"Stefan…that was Katherine. Looks like we're at war little brother."

Lose The Expecations - A Bamon fanfic, chapter one

           Bonnie could recall some of the most important lessons her Grams had ever taught her.  For one, she taught her to always take her powers seriously and never treat them like a joke.  When she first found out she was a witch it was easier to joke about it.  It was a lot to handle all at once and she wasn’t ready for all of the responsibility that was bound to come her way.  Her Grams always said that she would have to be her own best friend and could only trust herself when it came down to it.  And above all, she told her not to trust vampires.  She didn’t know then how right her Grams had been.

            Bonnie was sitting on her bed, staring at a photo of her and her Grams that they had taken just that past summer.  Feeling the tears start to prick her eyes again, she realized how angry she felt.  How could she have been so naïve to let her feelings for Elena get in the way?  She’s with them, those monsters that her Grams had warned her against.

            She knew she had convinced Damon to give Caroline his blood, but how was she supposed to know that she would turn into one of them?  It was just too much for her to handle.  She looked at Grams again in the photo and felt some shame build up in her chest.  She could just picture the disappointment and critical stare she was bound to have received from her if she was still alive.

            Still alive…and with that thought in her mind once again, she couldn’t stop the tears from flowing once more.  Why did it always feel like everyone she loved got hurt? 

            These tears weren’t just for her Grams anymore…they were due to everything that has gone wrong since she’s passed away.  Caroline has become a vampire, Katherine is back in town creating problems everywhere she goes, and she fears for her friends’ lives every day.  It’s just too much to handle!  She should be cheerleading and getting excited about everything new that will be happening in school.  Instead she’s always watching her back wondering if she’ll die in a few minutes or a few days from now.  That’s why she decided to help Stefan and Damon with getting Mason to talk to them.  She felt guilty since he had never hurt her, but at the same time, if he was involved with Katherine, who knew what he was capable of?  She didn’t want to see another person she cares about get hurt.

            But that’s when she heard it, a soft patter on her window.  At first she thought it was the branch of the tree knocking against her window again, but she knew it wasn’t all that windy today.  She looked out her window to see a small rock smack against her window and quickly fall away.  As confusion began to creep into her mind, she timidly reached her window and looked outside.

            Well I’ll be damned, Bonnie thought to herself, I never saw this coming.

            She opened the door all the way and saw a familiar and very frustrating vampire standing before her.  “Damon”, she said with as much hate as she could muster, “what in the hell are you doing here?”

            “Oh Bonnie, is that any way to greet your guest?” he said with a smug smile crossing over his perfect face.

            “Well…considering that I hate you, I think it’s the perfect way to greet you”, she said while narrowing her eyes at him even more.  “Now, you still haven’t answered the question.  What the hell are you doing here Damon?”

            “Why do you have to be so rude Bonnie?  Maybe I just wanted to stop by to say hello and tell you how much I care.  It doesn’t have to be something bad.”  And she really had to give him some credit for that.  If she hadn’t known him, she would have guessed he was being genuine the entire time.  However, his comments always dripped of sarcasm and his eyebrows always do this weird raising thing when he’s lying.

            She laughed slightly and said, “Really Damon, don’t insult my intelligence.  We both know you’re lying and I want to know what it is that you want.” 

            Sighing heavily he said, “If you insist.  As much as I hate to keep talking to judgy witches like yourself, it seems necessary.  Can I come inside to talk to you?”

            “You have GOT to be kidding.  Why would I ever invite you into my house when I hate your guts?  You could just waltz right into here at any point and try to kill me again.  I don’t think so”, she said as her eyes narrowed as far as they would go.

            “How about you stop being so fucking proud for one moment and face the facts little witch?  Katherine is dangerous and she could rip your heart out faster than it would take for me to get here to make sure you don’t die so easily without a fight.  Whether you like it or not, you and your precious father don’t stand a chance against her.  And if you want to make sure that you stay alive so you can be the perfect loyal friend that you are, then you better know what’s good for you and let me inside.”  The cold chill in his voice was frightening.  But it wasn’t just his voice that was frightening – it was the fact that he was right.

            “Fine, come inside Damon.”

            He took a seat in father’s favorite arm chair without asking which infuriated Bonnie even more.  He always acts like he owns everything, she thought as she could feel her patience disappearing.

            “Damon, I don’t have time for your games so just get to it already.  What do you want from me?”

            “As you know, it tortured me yesterday to have to ask you for your help with the whole Mason thing.  He had to be disposed of to send Katherine a message, but it seems like she has another plan up her sleeve.  Stefan and I want her out of our lives for good.  That bitch needs to go so we need your help.  The more supernatural power we have on our side the better.”

            “Yeah, what do I have to do?”

            “Wait…you…the judgy little witch…is going to help me the first moment I ask?  Bonnie, are we becoming friends?” he said with that famous smirk of his.

            “That’s a disgusting thought.   Never say that to me again otherwise I think I might stay sick for life.”  And right after that, Bonnie couldn’t help but notice the smiles that had crossed both of their faces.

            Bonnie noticed that her phone was ringing so she decided to take the call.  “Hello?”

            “Hi there Bonnie”, a colder voice said on the other end.  Bonnie knew immediately that it wasn’t Elena.  Katherine.  She could feel her body start to tense up and noticed that Damon became rigid.  “I see that you’ve moved on to one of my boy toys.  What’s with the teenagers in this town?  It’s like you’re only interested in my sloppy seconds.”

            “Katherine, what do you want and how did you get my phone number?”

            “Now Bonnie, I wouldn’t talk to me like that if I was you.  Because I have a plan in place for you and you don’t want to make me angry.”  Bonnie felt like she lost the ability to breathe normally.  “Matt seems to have taken a liking to me since I look so much like Elena.  He’s like a sick puppy…so lonely and looking for love.  And I was so grateful to take advantage of that vulnerability.  Now Bonnie, I want you to listen to me VERY carefully.  I will call you tomorrow and give you very simple instructions.  If you don’t follow them, I will make sure to rip Matt to shreds and I guarantee you his body will not be attached.”

            Bonnie had lost the ability to speak.  “Have a great night Bonnie.  I look forward to working with you.”

            Damon took a hold of Bonnie’s shoulders and shook her lightly.  “Bonnie…what’s going on?”

            That’s when tears began to roll down her cheeks.  “She’s going to kill Matt if I don’t help her out.  What am I going to do?”

            And for once, she let someone hug her and it was the last person she expected.  A homicidal vampire was taking care of her like no one else could.

Diamonds In The Rough - Chapter Nine
I finished my newest chapter of my story "Diamonds In The Rough". Check out my story, and PLEASE comment on it. I want to improve of a writer so I would love any input you have. Here it is:

I could feel my heart begin to beat even faster in my chest and like I was never going to be able to breathe normally again. Being around abusive and negligent parents makes me nervous and that's a reality I have become accustomed to. However, I had never prepared myself for this inevitable moment – where I was going to trust another person with the truth of my life. It's not that I thought Andrea's mother was a bad person and would kick me out of her house once she heard the unmistakable truth…it's just hard to trust people when you can't predict their reaction.

Not only that, but Andrea threw me off guard as she stood there telling her mom about us. Yes we've talked about it before, but it's one thing to talk about it and another to actually go through with it. However this moment had to happen at some point.

The look on her mom's face was one of pure panic. It was the whole deer-in-the-headlights look. You know, the one where you have no idea what the hell is going to happen next but you know it just can't be good? Yep, that's the one.

She placed her purse on the table in the kitchen and took a seat at one of the chairs around it. "Something tells me I'm going to have to take a seat for this", she said.

Now it was Andrea's turn to look nervous as hell. "Well…yeah, it is pretty intense". Giving my hand a squeeze, she said, "Mom, Lacey and Annie have been struggling for years. As far as I know, this problem their having…it's been going on ever since they were born. And when I tell you about this Mom, I'm telling you with the hope that you will do everything you can to help them. Because really, they don't need another person to turn their back them…especially not now", she said after letting out a sigh.

"Well, I would like to know if you would just tell me! Rather than building up with this big drama. Can someone please tell me what's going on?!", she said, as you could hear the impatience in her voice.

"Here, I'd rather show you", she said as she dragged me over in front of her mother. She lifted up the sleeve of my sweater, and said, "Mom, do you see this very dark bruise on her forearm? This isn't because Lacey is so clumsy and can't keep from hurting herself. This isn't the truth, like their mom has been telling you for years. She's beating them at home Mom", she said as I could see tears beginning to form in her eyes. "She throws them around on the floor, threatens their life repeatedly, hits them, and continually abuses them. Now you need to see Annie", she said as she slowly brought her over to her mom. You could hardly hear her voice, it was barely above a whisper now. "Do you see that slightly blue tint underneath her right eye? There used to be a very dark bruise there…it's finally beginning to heal. Mom, this isn't something someone gets by playing outside like a normal kid. This was given to her by a force she couldn't control and something Lacey could not stop from happening. Hell, she's never been allowed to be a normal kid…and Lacey wasn't either! We need to do something…get their mom arrested or something. Not to mention their dad needs to be arrested or something since he just sits by and lets it happen."

Now it looks like Andrea was beginning to panic; and to be honest, so was I. "Mom…have you heard a single word I've just said to you? Will you help me or not?!"

I couldn't read her mother's expression at all. It was completely blank and the natural redness in her face seemed to have left it. She just kept blinking rapidly as if she had something in her eyes that she couldn't get out no matter how hard she tried. However, Maryanne's eyes were planting a piercing look upon me. She was looking at me with such intensity that I had to look away. I began to feel my heart beating so fast like it was about to burst out of my chest. Didn't she believe us?

She took her eyes away from mine for a second to look at Andrea, and said, "If this is true, you are certainly not meant to tell the story for them. Lacey, I want you to tell me what's been going on at home and then we can move on from there."

Did she really just say 'if this is true'? Really?! I doubt Andrea would have tears forming in her eyes if she was lying. Putting my anger aside, I said, "Well, the story is very long and painful so it's going to take a while to explain. Can Annie and I have a seat next to you?" After Maryanne nodded that it was okay to do so, I took Annie's hand and sat down across the table from her.

"Abuse has always been a problem in my family for as long as I can remember. And even past the age of five I'm sure it always happened since my mom has always been an alcoholic. My grandpa used to tell Annie and I that we were a miracle to him since my mom's drinking didn't end up killing us or severely injuring us", I said, realizing I had gotten off topic.

"But anyway, my mom has always attempted to hurt us. The only difference back then in elementary and middle school was that Annie and I had our grandpa around to help protect us. We could go stay at his house and he could intimidate her into being nice to us since she always feared him. But once he died…as you can obviously tell, she didn't have anyone to fear and no one to stand in her way. Horrible things just started to happen to us after my grandpa passed away…it was just a downward spiral. Soon after my grandpa passed away, my dad learned about my mom's first affair and was devastated by it. It rocked his whole world – and from there, he just checked out. He didn't want to give a damn about my mom and I'm sure we were just a painful reminder of her…of everything he had ever loved about her.

"From the age of 11 I have been responsible for the safety of my sister and I have been trying to find a way to escape ever since. When I was in middle school, I tried to get school counselors and teachers to help me out, but she's always found a way to manipulate her way out of trouble. Lying, one of the most disgusting personality traits of all, is where my mom's talent lie and she gets away with it all the time.

"I gave up on trusting adults after I realized that they were not going to take my side on the issue. I realized that I was my own best friend and best chance of getting the hell out of that house. I'm telling you…it is pure hell in my household and I just try not to come to school with a broken nose or an injury so severe that my sister can't depend on me to help her survive too. No offense to you ma'am, but I wouldn't be surprised if I ended up disappointed in another adult and left to fend for myself until I turn 18 and can fight for custody of my sister."

Then I heard Andrea say from behind me, "Lacey, how can you say that?"

I quickly turned in my chair to face her and I said, "What, am I supposed to sugarcoat it for you? This is the truth of my life about my life Andrea. I don't have the luxury to tell people what they wish they were able to hear, but rather the hard-ass, hard to comprehend truth of my messed up life. You want to know how I REALLY feel about my situation and having to sit here and talk about it? I'm so pissed off that I could scream but I'm afraid that I would never stop", I said as I started to hear my voice crack. "And most of all damnit…I know that I can never be truly happy in my life. Even when I move out of that damn house, I know that she would try to track me down and try to kill me. Why would it be so hard to imagine that she would when she's told me she wishes Annie and I had never been born? That her life would be miraculously easier and better if I had never existed? And that's the thing that pisses me off too…when people complain about their lives," I said with a slight chuckle. "People have no damn idea how nice they have it. Andrea, you have a mother who loves you. Do you know how badly I wish I had that?", as I could hear my voice begin to crack again.

And despite myself, I began to feel tears stream down my cheeks. But despite all that, I felt a smaller hand take mine in theirs and I looked up to see my sister looking at me with concern. With her small and timid voice, I heard my sister say, "Can I say something?", and I saw Andrea's speechless mom nod her head.

"Lacey has always been there for me and I don't know what I would do without her. It's scary when mom hits me because I don't understand why she's so angry. Sometimes she traps me in a corner and beats me with one of her leather belts…but then Lacey says something and she gets hit instead of me. I know what Lacey does for me every day and she takes care of me the best that she can.

"Even when other people at school make fun of me, she reassures me that I'll be fine and most of the time I believe her. It's just hard because I have bad clothes and people see that my face has marks them…marks that never go away. I hate my mom for what she's done to me and I hate her for what she's done to my sister. Will you please help us?"

And that's when I saw it. I had never seen Andrea's mom cry before, but there they were right before my eyes. They were tears…an endless amount of them. They didn't stop because she was soon sobbing into her hands. I looked over at Andrea and she was looking at me with the same look of surprise. Were we finally going to get the help we needed?

After a while, Andrea's mom began to wipe the tears from her eyes and said, "How could I have been so naive? I'm so sorry girls…I know I'm partially responsible for this. You're staying here tonight and every night from now on. I'm going to go make a call to the police."

She pulled out her cell phone and quickly dialed 911. "Yes, hello, my name is Maryanne Kramer and I live at 3600 S. Monroe Avenue. I have two young girls here who just informed me of some long-term abuse and I would like someone to come here immediately…yeah…m'hmm…yes they'll be staying here with me…m'hmm…okay great, thank you so much!"

She looked over at Annie and me and said, "Well, the police will be here shortly so you'll be able to give your statements and you'll be able to stay with us tonight."

I'm so grateful to Andrea's mom and I'm so happy that she believed us. But why can't I shake the feeling that I need to be worried about what happens next?

Unexplainable - A Bamon art
Some art I made from the Damon/Bonnie scenes during "Plan B". I hope you like it! :)

Forwood art
I made this Forwood art months ago and never posted it on my page. However, I posted it on the Tyler/Caroline LJ community before so you can see it there as well. Anyway, I hope you like it! :)

Two Bonnie/Damon wallpapers
I made these last night and they turned out alright considering I have little experience with Gimp and Photofiltre lol. Anyway, I hope you like them! :)


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