“This morning the body of deputy Greg Ferrel was found on a parking lot. Investigators say the death cause is yet unknown, but the body seems to be drained of blood. Looks like that Популярное vicious beast has returned”
The camera was pointed at the corpse which was covered in a black body bag and a фото of a mid-thirty год old man with blonde hair was shown.
Bonnie shut the Телевидение down and sniffed. She turned around and headed to Damon’s ‘bedroom’. She entered the space, but before she could say anything Damon said: “I didn’t do it. It wasn’t me” Bonnie sharply looked at him and a cut appeared on Damon’s temple. “Don’t talk unless I give Ты permission” she hissed. She walked towards him and grabbed his face with her nails. She stared in his eyes, trying to read if he was lying. After what seemed like hours she let him go. “I believe you” and Damon let out a relieved sigh. “It could be Katherine, she’s a human blood drinker” Bonnie continued, еще to herself than to Damon. She reproachfully looked at her hostage. “You need to keep an eye on that vampire friend of Ты или she’ll kill the whole town. I can’t spend my time on everyone, Ты alone is hard enough”
“Here’s a thought, Ты could let me go” Damon suggested sarcastic. He wanted to let his arms down; he was having a cramp by hanging there like that. Bonnie nodded and noticed how Damon’s face lightened up a bit. “No, not in that way. I need Ты to watch Katherine”
She mumbled the words to open the chains and Damon rubbed his bruised wrists. He spun his arms around to loosen them. Bonnie took him by the shoulders and looked in his eyes. “Damon, I order Ты to go to Katherine. I forbid Ты to go или talk to anyone else but Katherine или me. Understood?” Damon nodded. “Go!” Bonnie ordered.
The camera was pointed at the corpse which was covered in a black body bag and a фото of a mid-thirty год old man with blonde hair was shown.
Bonnie shut the Телевидение down and sniffed. She turned around and headed to Damon’s ‘bedroom’. She entered the space, but before she could say anything Damon said: “I didn’t do it. It wasn’t me” Bonnie sharply looked at him and a cut appeared on Damon’s temple. “Don’t talk unless I give Ты permission” she hissed. She walked towards him and grabbed his face with her nails. She stared in his eyes, trying to read if he was lying. After what seemed like hours she let him go. “I believe you” and Damon let out a relieved sigh. “It could be Katherine, she’s a human blood drinker” Bonnie continued, еще to herself than to Damon. She reproachfully looked at her hostage. “You need to keep an eye on that vampire friend of Ты или she’ll kill the whole town. I can’t spend my time on everyone, Ты alone is hard enough”
“Here’s a thought, Ты could let me go” Damon suggested sarcastic. He wanted to let his arms down; he was having a cramp by hanging there like that. Bonnie nodded and noticed how Damon’s face lightened up a bit. “No, not in that way. I need Ты to watch Katherine”
She mumbled the words to open the chains and Damon rubbed his bruised wrists. He spun his arms around to loosen them. Bonnie took him by the shoulders and looked in his eyes. “Damon, I order Ты to go to Katherine. I forbid Ты to go или talk to anyone else but Katherine или me. Understood?” Damon nodded. “Go!” Bonnie ordered.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had Остаться в живых his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few секунды after each step.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right Далее to Damon’s ear.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right Далее to Damon’s ear.
“What are Ты doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
