The mattress achingly croaked as the headboard continued to hit the wall as it tapped out a thunderous beat. Grunts, moans, "oohs and ahs", hit the air like a powerful gust of wind in a twister with each forceful thrust he made. He drove into her tight, wet, and cushiony walls as if his life depended on it. For her part she clutched on to him as her gushy juices streamed down and clung to his manhood like he was her buoy, a lifeline, the air she needed to breathe. She angled her torso, so that she could meet him at every twist and turn. Because to her it felt like a delicious, heady, and thrilling roller coaster ride that she didn't want to end. He whispered her name in a breathy grunt, "Bonnie"; in turn she moans out his in a high-pitched squeal, "Damon". There they were two sweaty and intertwined bodies joined as one in a primal mating dance, a horizontal tango of sorts. "But it didn't start out this way", she thought as they lay interlaced in each other's arms in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Her mind wandered to a time that felt like it was eons ago; in reality it was only a few months ago. As she drifted off into a wondrous slumber, she contemplated on how it all began…

Bonnie Bennett paced back and forth as her feet kicked up dust with every anxious step she took.

"Where is Caroline?" she said out loud to herself.

She was so ready to get this over with and clear the air with Caroline once and for all. She was tired of the back and forth, as well as the snarky comments from Caroline about her and Tyler's relationship. She was Tyler's girlfriend, the woman that he loved, not Caroline. Bonnie couldn't take it another day. Caroline's ogling and blatant flirting with her man had to stop. She, Bonnie Abigail Bennett, isn't a pushover. She would show Caroline Forbes who was boss today.

Darkness had begun to set in…the shadows danced on the trees, as the leaves fluttered and the wind howled. Nervousness started to seep into Bonnie's body the longer she paced and waited for Caroline.

"Damn it, Caroline! Where the hell are you?"

He creeped up behind her and yelled out, "Boo!"

Bonnie jumped and screamed out, "Oh My God! You scared the hell out of me, Stefan!"

"What are you doing here?" she asked as she held her hand over her heart.

"I'm just out for a walk. What about you? Why are you out here all by your lonesome." he said smoothly.

"I am waiting on Caroline to show up and she's late as usual, like I don't have exams to study for and a boyfriend to see." She said annoyed.

"Can't stand the bitch!" Stefan ground out.

"Why? What did the eternally peppy and snippy former cheer monster do to you?" Bonnie snapped back.

"The Bitch...fired me!" he spit out.

"Wow, she fired you…"

"That is what the hell I said! Are you deaf?"

"Hey don't get huffy with me! I am just asking. Dang! Why did she fire you anyways?" Bonnie huffed out.

"She claimed I was dealing drugs."

"Well, were you?" she asked.

"Yeah, but that isn't the point."

Bonnie shook her head and she shivered, as the darkness surrounded them.

"It seems like she had a right to fire you." She said matter of factly.

"No, the hell the bitch didn't!" Stefan yelled back.

"Hey, why are you yelling at me? I don't have anything to do with your problems!"

"Sorry, it's just that I am gonna get in a lot of trouble with my boss."

"Oh." She managed to squeak out.

"That stupid blonde bitch ruined everything!"

"I am sure you can explain to your boss about the situation and her firing you. Maybe it won't be as bad as you might think." She offered.

He shot back, "You don't know these people! They expect their money and I don't have it. It's all because of your fucking blonde friend!"

"Like, I said before this doesn't have anything to do with me."

"Yes, it does. You can convince her to re-hire me!" Stefan pleaded.

"Are you out of your damn mind? She isn't going to re-hire a known criminal. She knows you were dealing drugs out of the Grill. She's not going to risk her business or her livelihood for you, just so you can pay back the money that you owe!" Bonnie spat back at Stefan.

Stefan started to pace back and forth as he became more agitated by the conversation. He couldn't understand why she wouldn't talk to Caroline.

"All the bitch has to do is talk to her fucking friend!" He mumbled to himself.

As he looked at Bonnie, he became angrier. He needed someone to blame for his problems and she was here he thought to himself. Bonnie noticed the change in his demeanor and she shivered again. She noticed how his hands were fisted at his side. He kept clenching and squeezing his hands. She knew that she should make a speedy exit now before things got ugly.

"Well, since Caroline doesn't seem like she's coming, I am gonna go now. Good luck with everything." She said hurriedly.

"Where the hell are you going so quickly?" He said as he pulled on her arm.

"Ummm…I am leaving. She's not going to show up and I have an exam to study for."

"You're not leaving until you promise me that you will convince your bitch of a friend to re-hire me!"

"Are you high or something? Didn't I just tell you that I can't help you?" Bonnie's voice shook slightly as she tried to step around Stefan.

"No, bitch you won't help me!" He bellowed.

He grabbed her so fast; Bonnie didn't even have time to react. He yanked her body towards him and twisted her arms up in the air. Stefan began to rub his hands along Bonnie's body, as she cried out. Bonnie twisted in his arms, kicking her legs out and connecting with his shin. Stefan laughed as he pulled her in closer and sniffed along her neck.

He whispered in her ear, "You smell delicious! We are going to have so much fun tonight!" As he looked at her with this creepy look on his face, Bonnie had begun to, really fear for her well-being.

"Help! Somebody please help me!" she yelled in return.

Stefan placed his grimy hand over Bonnie's mouth to keep her quiet, as the fat salty tears rolled down her cheeks. She silently prayed that Caroline, hell anyone would come and save her from this monster. Stefan was so busy feeling Bonnie up that he didn't realize that Caroline had approached them from behind.

"Bonnie, sorry I am late. I had car trouble." Caroline babbled on without looking up from her phone.

"Bonnie, don't you hear me talking to you? Why haven't you answered me yet?" She yells out finally glancing up from her phone.

"Oh, Stefan! What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to get my job back bitch!"

"Oh my God, Bonnie, are you okay?" Caroline said frantically.

Bonnie was laying on the ground looking like a helpless rag doll. Caroline stepped over to check on her.

"Don't worry about her! What about my damn job?" Stefan reiterates loudly and rudely.

"Forget about your damn job! Is she okay?"

"I'm fine, Caroline." Bonnie manages to get out as she tries to get up off the cold, hard, dirty ground.

"Now, that you two have established that the bitch is okay. What about my job?" Stefan yelled out.

"I already told you yesterday that you can't have your job back." Caroline says in a tone as if she was talking to an idiot.

"Well, that is too bad because after I am done with you; you are going to wish you gave me job back bitch!" Stefan says as he menacingly stepped over to Caroline and tried to grab her, but Caroline was too fast.

She spun around the other way, picked up a rock, and hit Stefan in the back of his head. Stefan staggered back, regained his footing, and grabbed Caroline by her golden blonde hair. Bonnie then jumped up quickly and picked up the rock Caroline had used and hit Stefan twice in the same spot as Caroline did. Stefan staggered about like a drunken man for a minute or two, and then he slowly collapsed onto the ground with a big, loud thud.

Bonnie ran over to Caroline, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I am fine. Is he?" Caroline could not quite finish.

"Yes, I think he is." Bonnie bent over his body to check and see if Stefan was still breathing.

"We need to get the hell out of here before the cops come!"

"No one knows we are out here. We should call 911."

"Are you fucking crazy, Bonnie?"

"No."

"We could go to prison for murder. That would mean I would have to wear stripes! I don't look good in stripes! Do you know what they would do to a pretty girl like me in prison? I would end up someone's bitch! I can't go to prison! I'm too pretty for that!" Caroline babbled on crazily.

"We can't just leave him here!" Bonnie pleaded.

"Oh, yes the hell we can!" Caroline quickly responded.

"I am calling the cops."

"No, the hell you're not. Put that phone down." Caroline commanded.

"Caroline, he's a human being."

"No, he's a scum bag who tried to do God knows what with the two of us. Fuck him. I'm outta here." Caroline declared as she marched away from the scene and back down the path to her car.

"Caroline! Wait." Bonnie yelled after her, running trying to catch up with Caroline's retreating figure.

Caroline practically speed walked to her car. Bonnie barely caught Caroline's door before it slammed shut in her face.

"Caroline, we have to tell someone about this. Maybe your Mom can help." Bonnie said in a rush.

"No, the hell we are not going to tell my mother, the Sheriff, any damn thing! Are you crazy? What the hell have you been smoking?" She yells as she waves her hands out in front of her.

Bonnie just looks at Caroline and shakes her head as she becomes frantic again.

"That is a fucking dead body, you idiot! We could go to prison, don't you understand?"

"Yes, Caroline. I understand the ramifications of our actions, but we do need to tell someone and explain what happened."

"No fucking way! You better get in your car and go home. Say nothing to no one. Not even your precious Grams!" Caroline said with finality as she started her car, slammed her car into gear, and sped away.

Bonnie just stood there in a daze, wondering what the hell just happened!