Cas was cleaning up the mess the guests had left behind when he saw Daphne’s reflection in the mirror. He looked down and put the glasses in the sink.
“Emmanuel” Daphne zei soft. Cas didn’t respond. “Emmanuel, look at me” Cas reluctantly turned around, but still didn’t look at her.
Daphne cupped his face, forcing him to look up. “Emmanuel, honey, I am so sorry for yelling at you. Please believe me”
The look in his eyes made her step back. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?” she asked slowly. Cas didn’t answer that question.
“You should consider your actions before committing them” he zei with trembling voice. “I am not some stempel, punch bag for u to lash out on”
Daphne lay her hands on his cheeks again. “And I know that, darling. I would never hurt u intentionally” She took a deep breath and let go of Cas. “We’re going to get married in the Butterfield park. I know it’s uncommon not to marry in a church, but the Butterfield park was Martin’s favoriete spot and if we do it there he’ll be with us in some way”
“I understand that” Cas said.
Daphne looked at the clock and sighed. “It’s late. I should go to bed”
“I will follow u right away” Cas commented.
“Oh no, u can’t” Daphne zei as if she had forgotten something. “You can’t stay here. The bachelor always has to sleep somewhere else the night before the wedding”
Cas thought deeply about that. “Is it okay if I stay here and try to find a shelter while u claim the sleep u need?” he asked eventually.
“Of course it is, dear” Daphne said. She kissed him on his left cheek before going upstairs.
“Emmanuel” Daphne zei soft. Cas didn’t respond. “Emmanuel, look at me” Cas reluctantly turned around, but still didn’t look at her.
Daphne cupped his face, forcing him to look up. “Emmanuel, honey, I am so sorry for yelling at you. Please believe me”
The look in his eyes made her step back. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?” she asked slowly. Cas didn’t answer that question.
“You should consider your actions before committing them” he zei with trembling voice. “I am not some stempel, punch bag for u to lash out on”
Daphne lay her hands on his cheeks again. “And I know that, darling. I would never hurt u intentionally” She took a deep breath and let go of Cas. “We’re going to get married in the Butterfield park. I know it’s uncommon not to marry in a church, but the Butterfield park was Martin’s favoriete spot and if we do it there he’ll be with us in some way”
“I understand that” Cas said.
Daphne looked at the clock and sighed. “It’s late. I should go to bed”
“I will follow u right away” Cas commented.
“Oh no, u can’t” Daphne zei as if she had forgotten something. “You can’t stay here. The bachelor always has to sleep somewhere else the night before the wedding”
Cas thought deeply about that. “Is it okay if I stay here and try to find a shelter while u claim the sleep u need?” he asked eventually.
“Of course it is, dear” Daphne said. She kissed him on his left cheek before going upstairs.
Bonnie unchained Damon’s other hand and he dropped on the ground. With his unbroken and unbitten arm he tried to drag himself out of the cage, though he had no idea where the entrance was.
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing door the rules, Damon!” she zei furious. “No one told u u could try and get away from me!”
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing door the rules, Damon!” she zei furious. “No one told u u could try and get away from me!”