I pulled away from Matt willingly; kissing in public was not my thing. I could see the hurt in his brilliant blue eyes, hidden with a smile that didn't touch his eyes. I did not want to hurt him.

"Are you okay?" I asked gently reaching out and putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, Bon, I'm perfect." he smiled genuinely then looped his arm around my waist and started walking towards the car.

"Hey Bonnie!" called a familiar voice from behind me. I whirled, and saw Caroline, her auburn hair shimmering in the autumn sunlight. She looked as beautiful as ever and she embraced it with all her might, as always.

"Hey Caroline." I murmured back to her, feeling unenthusiastic about seeing her.

"Are you guys going out? Cause if you aren't then you can come to my apartment and chill. We can watch movies and junk." Caroline said waving her hand as if to encompass the entire afternoon.

"Umm." I looked up at Matt, watching his face betray no emotion but his eyes show everything. He was happy and nodding for me to go, he knows how much I miss girl time, but his eyes were sad. He doesn't want me to go; he wants me to stay with him, but . . . . I really do miss the girl time. And I spend every minute with Matt.

As I thought that, I knew I was lying to myself. I used to spend every minute with Matt. Now I spend my time shying away from him and feeling alone even when around him.

"You should go. I'll go catch up with the guys or something." Matt encouraged me. Caroline had her arms crossed over her chest and she was beginning to tap her foot, impatient little . . . I am going to resist calling her a name.

"Fine. See you later." I said smiling.

Matt leaned down and touched his lips to mine. I kissed back gently, but without enthusiasm, I used to love kissing Matt. Now it was just . . . A normal occurrence, like the wind or the drive to school. I don't enjoy being around him as much as I used to; he's just Matt. And it feels like that's all he'll ever be. I waved as Caroline and I walked away leaving Matt to walk to his car alone. I feel sorry for him. He's so sweet.

"So what do you want to do first?" Caroline's voice broke through my thoughts and brought me back to the now.

"I dunno. Anything I guess." I told her honestly.

The drive to Caroline's apartment was short and quite boring for me; Caroline just babbled on and on about random gossip that was going around school. I stared through the window watching the other cars and drivers slip by quickly. We went into Caroline's apartment and watched random romance movies (not what I needed) and we, well mainly Caroline, talked about more random topics.

"So how're you and Matt doing?" Caroline asked curiously.

"Fine."

"It doesn't look like it. You look bored with him."

"What?! I'm not bored with Matt I'm just . . . . . Unsure." Why am I telling Caroline this? I really don't know.

"Unsure. About him?"

"I don't know. It just seems too normal. Like its predictable or something."

"Well, Bonnie, it is." I looked up at the pretty girl; she rolled her eyes and explained, "Everyone expected you and Matt to date. You're, like, the perfect couple. You've known each other since high school. And you look so cute together!"

"I don't need reasons Caroline. I guess I'm just bored." I snapped.

"Ha! I knew it! You should break up and find someone better, someone that no one thinks you would ever like or who'd ever like you. If you want something unpredictable that is . . . ."

"Great. Take me home." I grumbled annoyed at what I had told her. It would be all around school by tomorrow afternoon. Then I'd have to break up with Matt. Or else he would break up with me.

"No! You should stay! You can borrow some of my clothes, it'll be fun." she persisted standing too.

I just stood up, snatched my jacket from the ground and left the apartment, slamming the door on her surprised face.

I walked down the dark, deserted, street and hugged my torso with my arms to keep in the heat. Luckily, Caroline didn't live to far away from me. Only down the street and to the right. I hurried in that direction until I saw a familiar figure lounging against the side of a building…

I stopped where I was, my breath frozen in my throat, and stared. The figure approached and flashed a devilish smile.

"Hello Bonnie." Damon purred in his usual amused, smug tone.

2. Forgetting

"Damon?" I asked unbelievingly. Inside I was jumping with joy at seeing someone besides Matt and Caroline.

"That is my name." Damon answered arrogantly.

"Why? I mean what are you doing here?"

"Thought I'd drop in." he shrugged simply.

"Ohh. You aren't staying?" I almost slapped myself for saying that. He scares me. But right now, I can't help but be happy about his being here.

"Do you want me too?" he seemed genuinely surprised by that, his black eyes searched my face for any answers. And he obviously found it. Because he looped an arm around my shoulders and motioned for me to lead the way.

I slowly walked up the stairs to my apartment, I was unsure of why he had his arm around me but I loved it more than I should have. I snuggled gratefully into him, he tensed when I moved but then he relaxed and gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze. I smiled gratefully and stopped outside my apartment, and moved away from Damon. I gently inserted the key into the deadbolt and then Damon's hand was on my arm gently pulling me back into his arms. I let him pull me into a hug and I wrapped my arms around him.

It felt good to be wanted. And Damon really wanted me. He had pulled me back and of his own free will. My heart fluttered at the thought and my adrenaline began to race.

Then his hand was under my chin, he lifted my face until I was inches away from him. He looks so . . . . Different. He has no walls now. His eyes had no guards and they looked so much like an onyx gemstone, and they shine like it too. But he looks like he . . . . Wants me. Not in a hungry way but in a loving way.

Then his lips were on mine. Without thinking, I kissed back. They were so soft, and gentle but urgent. Like he had been waiting to do this and hadn't been able to.

I forgot about Matt completely. I just kissed Damon back with all of my pent up love for him. And yes, I'd just realized that I loved him. Stupid of me not to realize that before but as long as he knows it then I'm fine.

I ended up with both my arms around his neck and he had both hands on my back. I felt his hand on the bare skin of my lower back, where my shirt had ridden up. His lips moved to my jaw, and then down my neck, they kept moving up and down in the same pattern. Occasionally he would return to my lips and then back down. I was amazed. I hadn't felt this excited in forever! I heard a car pull into the parking lot and shut off. I knew whoever was down there could see our little embrace, but I didn't care, they could stare all they wanted. Then came that familiar scream.

"BONNIE!!"

3. Consequences

Damon's lips froze at my collarbone, and he tensed he felt like a statue in my arms. I slowly turned until I was facing the parking lot below me. Damon had returned to a standing position his arm still looped around my waist and his hand resting on my bare skin.

In the parking lot beneath my apartment stood a blond haired, athletic looking boy who was obviously ticked. Matt's hands were clenched into fists at his sides and he was staring up at Damon and me.

"How could you?! I thought we were happy together! I loved you Bonnie!" he screamed from below me.

"Matt! I . . . I'm sorry! I . . . . Didn't think! I'm sorry!" I yelled back, but I couldn't will myself to move, to run to him. To comfort him. To ensure him that I loved him too. But that would be lying.

"Do you want me?! Did he seduce you?! I'll kill him!" Matt screamed his face burning red with anger.

"Bring it on." Damon called down to Matt, his voice so calm that it was even scarier.

"No!" I screamed at both of them. "He didn't seduce me!"

"That's right she just kissed back." Damon called down to Matt, gloating and enjoying it.

"Bonnie! I can't believe you!! I'm done! You can keep him; he won't be around tomorrow when you wake up! And don't come running back to me!" Matt screamed. "And Damon once a cheater always one!" that one was low. I shrank back and Damon wrapped his other arm around me protectively.

"That's fine with me; I'll take her back anyway! And tell me, Matt, does she sigh when you kiss her?" Damon yelled back, smirking knowingly.

Matt opened his mouth to retort but closed it and shot me a dirty look then turned and drove off quickly. I stared after him not believing this. I felt Damon pull me until I was pressed against him, my back pressed into his chest. I still stared. I had just cheated on my boyfriend with my best friend. I cheated!

"Bonnie, it doesn't matter. I promise. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Damon whispered into my ear.

"Yes, it matters. I cheated and that's beyond wrong."

"No, I'm proud of you honestly."

"That's you though not me. And I'm sure you do this to girls all the time." I informed him, fighting tears.

"Well yes but that's beside the point. I'm sorry." he kissed my jaw just below my ear. I turned and buried my face in his chest, I loved him; but I can't believe I hurt Matt like that.

I had cheated and now I'd lost my only friend that was still here. Now all I have is Damon . . . And if he leaves . . . . I can't even think of that. I have to trust Damon and trust that he'll be here when I wake up and even after that. If he leaves . . . I think I might just die.

I know cheating has consequences but . . . Why can't they be less severe? Will Matt ever like me again? Will Damon be here tomorrow or any day after that?

"Damon?"

"Hmm?" he asked gently.

"Are you going to be here tomorrow?" I asked, desperately clenching his shirt.

"Of course. I'll only leave to hunt. I promise." he said then he kissed my hair. It felt good to hear him say that. To hear him promise, I knew that he could break that promise but . . . That's all I have so I have to hang onto it. I snuggled in closer to him and felt his arms tighten tenderly around me.