Hey guys!

It's been a really long time since I've written a one shot. Although I'm not entirely sure that's what this is. It could be more, but it won't be much.

This just came to me, as I was reading Bonnie/Damon fanfiction. Tell me what you think.

I think it's mostly ramblings from my/Bonnie's head. But... if you want more, I will actually have character interaction. Your choice.

Don't ask me how it happened. I've never been quite sure. I mean, one day I'm just Elena's silly redhead friend, the cute one, the one boys never thought seriously about. The next, I'm the psychic, the Druid, the seer, with two boys after me. Well, sort of.

Neither of the boys were, are, really after me. I am the silver medal, the vanilla ice cream, the fall back option. It has never really surprised me. After all, who could want me next to her? I am small, with tangled red locks of hair and innocent green eyes. Practically no body to speak of. But she is stunning, the tall, golden haired princess that everyone wants to rescue from her tower.

Not that she actually had a tower. In fact, she had the perfect life. She had money, popularity, boys and looks. Of course, she was a little bit of a bitch, but that was just because everyone spoiled her. She was a good person, behind all the swagger. I mean, she is a good person. She still one of my best friends. Her and Meredith. Even if she's the one both of my guys want.

Sometimes I think it's a good thing they both want her. Because I can't decide who I want more. Sunshine or darkness. Gold or black. Safety or danger.

No… that's not true. I know who I want more, deep down in my heart. It just scares me, you see. There's this part of me, this ancient, Druid part of me, which craves darkness and danger. Power… sometimes I want it so badly I can't think. It's not greed, or that I want control over others. I just want to be strong enough they don't all have to worry about me. They always are, all of them. Bonnie, are you okay? Bonnie, are you sure you want to do this? Bonnie, it'll be scary! Can you handle it? For once in my life, I'd like to show them that I could take care of myself better than they can.

You probably all think I'm a rambling maniac. Bonnie, you're saying, they want to protect you for a reason. You've always been the one to scream before.

Well, may I remind you that I have been in very frightening situations. I can't even count how many times I've almost died. Far too many, for a girl just out of high school. I have the right to scream! And maybe before I couldn't protect myself, or handle the danger. But I can now! Even when I'm screaming, I'm figuring out what to do! I'm not defenseless! I'm not a child!

Maybe he could see that, if he tried. But he won't. I know he won't. He's too busy looking at Elena. I've never been able to decide if he actually wants her, or if he just wants to spite his brother. Maybe it's both. Either way, he doesn't even glance at me, even though we've kissed more times than I can count. Well, no. It's been three times now. Still! How many times has he kissed her? Although, thinking about it, that could be why he wants her. He can't have her and all that.

More and more now, Matt has been getting over Elena. He's even, gasp, started looking around for something else. Meredith and Elena practically shove him on me. He seems happy to oblige. And I could see myself settling. After all, I do like him. Just… not the same way. The way I feel for Matt… its soft and warm and nice. But its nothing like the storm of emotions I feel for… Damon.

There. I said it. It's out. I want Damon. I don't love him, Gods no. I could, though. I could love him, probably. I'm not sure I could love Matt, not in that all encompassing way. I could see loving Damon like that, if he let me.

So, tell me. Do you want more?

Please review!

Thank you for reading!