Author's Note: This follows the show… to an extent. This is my first fanfic. Please review. Hope you like it! It will pick up, promise! :)
-Happy reading!

I do not own Vampire Diaries, or the characters. [though that would be awesome]
Music Credit: "Iris" - Goo Goo Dolls

Chapter One:

"NO!" I can hear myself screaming as I sit up. It's only a dream, if you can call it that. I wish it was a dream. I'm tired of the nightmares. They are draining me. I don't know how much longer I can put up with this. Every time I close my eyes, I see what happened that night. The night that changed everything…

I was in pure agony. I could feel Damon's fangs tearing into my neck. I could feel him sucking the life from me, and taking my blood with him. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. How did I get here? I don't remember coming here. …Emily. The last thing I remember, was being shut in the bathroom. The door closed, and I couldn't get out. She, she, must have possessed me. Was that possible. I felt myself choke. I tried to scream, but my voice wouldn't come out. I felt Damon's weight being lifted off of me. I couldn't see anything.

Everything had gone dark. It was so hard, just to breathe. I could hear pounding, and someone grunting in pain. I don't remember what happened next. I felt something prying my mouth open. I felt something wet on my lips. But, I could not open my mouth, I could barely breathe. Someone opened my mouth. I felt something warm run over my tongue and trickle down my throat. It filled my mouth. It collected at the back of my throat.

"You've got to swallow it, Bonnie." I heard Stefan's voice. I tried, and choked. Everything hurt. I tried again, and managed to force some of it down. What was is it? "Don't stop swallowing." I heard Stefan's voice again.

I swallowed again. I kept swallowing, each time, it hurt a little bit less. Then, it was gone. My mouth was empty. I realized that someone was holding me. I could hear Stefan breathing. He let out a sigh. I could hear Elena sobbing.

"Is she…?" I heard Elena start to ask.

"She's going to be alright." I heard Stefan answer her. He was the one holding me. I opened my eyes. I saw Stefan looking down at me. I tried to speak, but my voice wasn't cooperating. I opened my mouth to try again.

"Wh… What happened?" I asked. He didn't answer, he just shook his head. He picked me up, and carried me. I wasn't sure where he was carrying me to. He opened a car door, and gently set me inside. I was in Elena's car. Someone had some explaining to do. I felt him reaching across me, pulling the seat belt into place. That brought me back to reality. I looked up at him questioningly. "Stefan, what happened? Why was Damon biting me?" As soon as the words left my mouth, Stefan looked troubled. His brow furrowed, and his jaw dropped. He seemed reluctant to answer; his voice was full of hurt.

"I can't explain right now, Bonnie. I'm sorry. This never should have happened. It won't happen again, I won't let it."

With that, he closed the car door. The window was down, so I heard everything that happened after that. He walked over to Damon. Damon was sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree trunk. He looked as if he lost all motivation to live. Stefan looked furious. He looked at Elena, as she walked over to her car. She nodded, and waited for him to return. He kept walking. He finally reached Damon.

"Don't worry, I'm leaving. I won't be a burden to you any longer." Damon finished, before Stefan could even get his mouth open.

"How could you hide that from me?" Stefan asked.

"If I would have told you, there would have been no chance to get her back." Damon replied. Stefan shook his head.

"Damon, it took me years to finally understand what she did. How she hurt us. She used us." Stefan stated. Damon laughed.

"She never used her compulsion on me, dear brother." Damon finished. Stefan looked shocked.

"Is this about love, or revenge?" Stefan asked. Damon smirked. He got up, and walked away. Stefan walked back over to Elena. Things get fuzzy after that. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I kept asking myself: why? I never did come up with an answer. I must have dozed off, because as soon as I heard Elena open her car door, I jerked awake.

She was trembling. When we got back to her house, she lead me inside. She told me everything. After everything had been shared, she told me that Stefan had broken up with her, and that he and Damon were leaving Mystic Falls. …Except they never did.

My cell phone ringing brought me back to the present. I spend too much time thinking about that night. Where did I put it? I crawled to the opposite side of my bed, and blindly felt for my phone on my bedside table. I tried to follow the sound of ring. I could hear it.

'And I don't want the world to see me, 'cause I don't' think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.'

There it is. It's Stefan calling. He's been calling every night, to see if the nightmares have stopped. He doesn't want Elena to worry. I quit telling her about them. But he knows that they haven't stopped. I hit the send button on my phone, and held the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey Bonnie, it's Stefan. Did I wake you?" Stefan answered.

"No, I was already awake. Don't worry about it." I replied.

"Nightmares again?" He asked.

"What? Yeah, every night. They're routine now. You know, you have to stop calling sometime. I can handle a few nightmares, Stefan." I told him. He sighed.

"I know that, but no one should have to go through, what you went through." He said.

"That's probably true, but it's done Stefan." I replied.

"Alright, but I worry about you. And I know Elena worries about you." He argued.

"I stopped telling her about them. I could see how much she was worrying, she has enough to worry about." I told him.

"How is your neck healing?" He asked. It's been almost a week.

"It's healing, slowly. I'm going to try to get some sleep."I told him.

"Alright. If Damon ever bothers you,…" He started. I interrupted him.

"I know Stefan. Thank you."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight." I hung up my phone, and put it down.

I laid down, and thought about what happened later that night. After Elena spilled her secrets. Stefan came by to check on me. He came through the window. Elena was asleep, but she woke up when she heard him. She just looked at him. She knew why he was here.

"I came by to check on Bonnie, to see if she should go to the hospital." He explained. Elena nodded.

"I'm going to go downstairs and make some tea." Elena responded. She looked at me and added, "Come get me, when he's gone." I nodded. I watched her walk away, and I looked at Stefan. He lifted the bandage from my neck, and looked at my wound. He sighed. It still hurt like hell.

"I can give you more blood, and it will heal faster. If you like." He offered. I shook my head, to decline his offer. He looked puzzled.

"I don't want to forget what happened Stefan." I explained. He nodded.

"The fang marks are going to be hard to hide." He said, gesturing to my injury. I gave a small smile, I shook my head to disagree, again.

"I'm going to burn it, with a curling iron."I replied. He looked horrified.

"Why would you do that." He asked.

"I can't hide it forever. It's believable." I told him.

"Who would believe that? You would have to hold it to your neck for awhile to cause that much damage." He replied.

"I already thought about that." I assured him.

"I'm going to say that I had a rash there. That I had an allergic reaction to some pore reducing lotion, and then I burned my neck with a curling iron. Irritated skin would burn more easily than regular skin." I finished.

"Wow. You really have thought this through." He agreed. I nodded. "When are you going to do it?" He asked. I shrugged.

"I could do it now, if you hold my hand. I don't handle pain well." I concluded. He nodded, reluctantly. He didn't seem happy about it. I turned on the curling iron that I kept at Elena's house.

"I don't like it. But, I understand why you're doing this." I finally said.

"Thank you." I said. He held my hand, as I burned the bite mark. I put the curling iron down, and looked at myself in the mirror. It worked. Stefan put the bandage over it. I agreed to tell Elena what I had done. And told Stefan that I would leave him out of it. He left, and told me that if I needed anything, to let him know.

Before he left I told him, "You're killing Elena. You shouldn't leave her." He looked at me with melancholy eyes, and left. I went downstairs and told Elena.

I shook my head, bringing myself out of another flashback. I did need something. I needed Damon to tell me why he did this. I know he was trying to Emily. At least, I think he was. But he was taking my life as a result. Trying to, anyway. He knew she had left my body. Hadn't he? I need to ask him. Would he try to take my life again?