Lasting Impressions

Summary: Bonnie, the perpetual people pleaser has never really found out how to love until she met Jacob. But there's something that he wants that she just can't give him and he's not the type to take 'no' lightly. Will she ever learn how to make herself happy or was her leaving Mystic Falls in vain?

(A/N: Chapters 1-2 are rated "M" just to be on the safe side. You've been warned …)

Chapter One: Master Manipulator

Leaving Mystic Falls was one of the best and worst things that had happened to Bonnie. It was the best because she was no longer their punching bag. Their savior. She no longer had to feel like her life belonged to someone else since she was constantly putting her neck on the line for the betterment of someone else.

Somehow, that had led her to this point, to exactly where she is now where she had taken the end of the "other side" as her queue to peacefully bow out, but for real this time.

When she sent Damon back, alone, Bonnie knew what she was doing. It would just look like another act of senseless selflessness to those on the outside, but Bonnie had already found a loophole in that spell.

And that loophole had led her to Forks, Washington …

Well, that was a little over two years ago. She had since moved onto to New Orleans in what some would call a "Felicity-like" move. On the surface she was just another college student pursuing her common place MBA, which she was but there was a bigger reason for Forks and New Orleans.

And his name was Jacob Black.

Their relationship had been complicated mostly seeing that she was infatuated with him at first sight and he had a knack for charming anyone and everyone that he needed to.

Unfortunately for her, at that time, he was married to Reneesme, someone that he had claimed to love, that is until she'd died in battle, leaving him to be alone. I guess that timing was good for Bonnie because she had been there.

She was actually the one who'd done a spell to keep Nessie alive just a little longer so that he could properly say goodbye. Until that moment, she had never seen a man cry so much and it was heartbreaking.

If she hadn't been into him before, it had gone beyond the moment that she saw that he needed her. And Bonnie had been there. Helping him through the nightmares, encouraging, just listening to everything he said so closely, deep down wondering if she'd ever stand a chance.

"Hey you…" Jacob breathed, interrupting her trip down memory lane. It was so surreal thinking about how she'd gone from a non-factor to having lunch with Jacob, again.

"I wasn't late this time." She answered, trying to remember everything that he'd told her that he'd hated about her so that she wouldn't do it again. The list was quite vast, but Bonnie could handle it.

The first one was to not be boring. But Bonnie could see him start to lose interest as his eyes scanned the crowd. "Where are you taking me?" She asked, pressing her lips together still dreaming about how Jacob had been all over her a few weeks back.

How he'd kissed her and how she … so stupidly didn't respond when he did. She was caught off guard. They were in a movie theatre and Bonnie was sure that he'd had a girlfriend at that point.

"Can I come over … tonight?" Jacob asked in response, giving her a seductive glance and she looked away blushing. She'd already violated his second annoyance, her lack of confidence.

"You know, I'm actually busy." Bonnie answered coolly. That was much better than saying yes.

Mostly she said no because she was scared of what would happen. It would be strange to admit that a girl as beautiful as her, as old as she was had never been intimate with anyone. And when you had something that long, you didn't just give it away.

Not without assurance that everything was solid. Not without marriage even or at least commitment.

But it was hypocritical of her to act as though she was so pure and innocent.

She wasn't. She'd dated Jeremey what seemed like eons ago and it had almost gone too far. And Jacob had the busiest hands that she could think of.

"Alright. Let me take you to class then." He didn't sound angry or hurt at all and Bonnie was relieved. She wondered if he would try to hold her hand again in the car, or waffle it as he liked to call it.

Bonnie braced herself for it, but Jacob quickly reached over to her, his hand passing hers and going directly for her waist. "I'm so glad that you wore a dress." He explained as her heart started beating profusely. She couldn't help it.

She was anxious, nervous, and never knew what he was going to do. In one swift motion, he parked the car onto the side of road that no one hardly used. All the while, his hands found themselves to the part of herself that she'd always kept hidden, pushing and gliding inside of her.

"Jacob…" Bonnie started to protest. All of these things went through her mind. Would he try to have her here? Would she be able to escape? What if she said no and she lost him?

"Relax. I'm not going to try anything." He swirled his fingers around into her a couple more times and then released her, tasting his handiwork.

In an instant, Jacob was pressing his lips to Bonnie's neck, softly tasting her earlobe. She closed her eyes in fear and anticipation.

"You taste so good." Jacob whispered, backing away as Bonnie started to breathe again.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. This isn't … how I want our first time to be." He sighed, his hands now cupped around himself. The car started again as Bonnie busied herself with her phone. She couldn't look at him again. "I don't know how long I can go without having you." He admitted. "Don't you want me?"

"It's not that…" Bonnie's voice trailed off. How could she explain this to him without sounding like a weirdo? How could she tell him that she'd never slept with anyone and didn't have any intentions to do so unless it was with her husband?

That sounded so childish and juvenile, thing number three that Jacob hated about her.

"Do you not find me attractive?" He wondered, looking genuinely concerned. Bonnie knew that it wasn't a ploy to her to change her mind. Jacob was probably the most insecure guy that she'd met. His body was gorgeous, his face was insane and yet the slightly feeling of rejection through him over the edge.

"Don't be stupid. You know I adore you." Bonnie looked away. "Just … give me a little time to figure this out, okay? I promise…" What could she promise? That she was waiting for him to love her back and marry her? And then she'd do whatever he said?

"Alright. Later." He unlocked the doors and then started playing with his phone once he stopped the car. She had arrived at school and all she could think about was him and not this Marketing presentation that she had.

(A/N: I apologize for the raunch. Give me one more chapter and then after that, this will become about something bigger. I kind of wanted to try something new and a little more authentic so I hope you like it. And of course, since we're in New Orleans, Marcel and the others should pop up soon…)