Damon walked into the living room, finding Bonnie going through her cupboards. “That сука really got me. Look at my neck” she сказал(-а) bitter. Damon grabbed her arm and forced her to turn around. All of the fear he had felt since she jinxed him was gone and now all she could read on his face was fury. “Let go of me, Damon” she сказал(-а) with a cold voice, though she couldn’t hide the tremble. Damon brought his face to hers and looked her straight in the eye. He wasn’t going to compel her, he knew he wasn’t strong enough. “What have Ты done to Elena? Ты сказал(-а) Ты wouldn’t hurt her” he сказал(-а) soft but threatening. “I didn’t hurt her” Bonnie сказал(-а) scared. “She’s happy, isn’t that a good thing?” Damon put his hand on her throat and squeezed it. “No, it isn’t. She believes everything to be okay, when it’s not. What if Klaus comes back and does something to her? She’s not careful anymore and Stefan’s gone, so he can’t protect her. And thanks to Ты neither can I” he hissed angry. Bonnie tried to swallow, but Damon’s grip was too tight. She wanted to mind-torture him, but couldn’t. She could hardly breathe. Damon loosed his grip a bit, so she could at least talk. “Katherine can protect her” Bonnie сказал(-а) hoarse. “That’s why I didn’t bewitch her, so she could keep an eye on Elena” Damon chuckled, but then was serious again. “Well, aren’t Ты noble then. Ты didn’t let Katherine off the hook so she could keep Elena safe. You’re afraid of her. You’re scared she will harm you, and Ты were right” he сказал(-а) with a nod at Bonnies neck. He grabbed her hair and let his fangs sink in her flesh. She screamed, but Damon tightened his grip and fiercely drank her blood.