He hated when she showed up to his job like this, she knew that, but what else was she suppose to do?
Bonnie fumbled to unstrap the gurgling infant from the handy down car seat she had gotten from her aunt the day four months ago when her son, Giovanni, was born. It was stained with yellow and brown stains, but it was safe. She ignored how the baby pulled on her hair and smiled up at her with shinning blue eyes, her mind focused on her task.
The baby on her hip, she retrieved the pacifier from the seat and popped it into his mouth. She slammed the door of her dirty, green car, hard, not because of anger but because something was wrong with it and it had to be closed that way. She headed towards the doors of the grill.
She threw the doors open and stepped into the air conditioned building, her green eyes instantly zeroing in Damon Salvatore, her child's father. As she expected, he wasn't standing behind the bar, serving drinks, but sitting on the other side, knocking back shots. His shift had ended two hours ago after all.
He was laughing and talking with his friends Enzo and Alaric, which made her mad because here he was sitting in an air conditioned restaurant, getting drunk, while she was at home unable to wash clothes or anything because the electricity had been cut off again.
She took a few calming breaths though, not wanting to fight with Damon. She knew Damon hated her and he could be quite hurtful when he wanted to be. After the day she was having the last thing she needed was to be verbally ripped apart.
Before she could even make it over to him, the man behind the bar nodded in her direction and said something to Damon. He turned to face her a second later, expression clearly annoyed.
Damon hated her for the drunken one nightstand a little over a year before. He blamed her because he was drunk and she wasn't when they had sex and conceived Gino. He said he would have never slept with her if he hadn't been. He would have never cheated on the love of his life Elena Gilbert, Bonnie's once best friend.
Damon wasn't the only one that hated Bonnie for what happened that night, Elena and all of her friends turned her back on her. She understood. What she had done was a mistake, a horrible one. It was a long nine months for Bonnie, her father kicked her out and she was forced to move into Ms. Athena's house where she was allowed to live there as long as she took care of the old woman who literally must of thought she was her slave or something until Caroline forgave her after running into her in the store, heavily pregnant and bogged down with bags and bags of Ms. Athena's shopping. Caroline had recently started college and lived off campus in an apartment paid for by her guilty, now openly gay father, and she invited Bonnie to come live with her.
Damon was invisible during her whole pregnancy, Caroline did tell her how he had spent most of that time trying to win Elena back, begging and pleading. Bonnie hadn't really wanted to hear about all of that, so Damon and Elena were talked about very rarely.
Somehow, Damon did show up the day she gave birth. She knew it was Caroline and maybe Stefan's doing, but never mentioned it. Hate for her still swam in his eyes, but he seemed to soften a little when he looked at his son. He had declared than that he would be a better father than his had been to him and Stefan and that was how Bonnie found herself living with Damon.
As she reached him, she shifted her child and glanced at Alaric and Enzo, who both were looking at her now but didn't make a move to leave, though Alaric was smiling politely and looking nervous.
"What?" Damon questioned bluntly. His eyes moved from her to his son and back again.
Bonnie swallowed her anger. "Can we talk alone?" She asked, hold on her soon tightening to ease her nerves.
Damon rolled his eyes and scoffed. "I already know you've come here to complain about something, so just go and get it over with."
"You could try being a little more civil, Damon." She snapped. "I didn't come here to pick a fight with you."
He turned his back to her and threw back another shot. "What do you want than?" He grumbled.
"The power..." she began, "it got cut off. I can't wash Gino's clothes and its too hot in the apartment for him."
Damon's back was stiff and he still didn't turn to face her. "What do you want me to do about it?"
Bonnie glared at his back. "I only got paid ninety dollars this week and that went towards the water bill and my car. You said you would pay it!"
"I will," he motioned for another drink.
Bonnie stared at his back. "When?" she demanded. "When, Damon, you did this same shit a month ago."
"I said I will, damn it," he whirled around on her, blue eyes electric hot. "Fuck! Do you always have to get on my case? Can I just have one day without all of your whining and bitching? Your life fucking mission must be to ruin mine, is that it, Bonnie? Its not enough that Elena doesn't want anything to do with me and I'm stuck with your useless ass and a kid I don't even want!" Bonnie's blood ran cold.
"Damon," Alaric quickly said with a deep frown.
"No, Ric, its true," Damon continued to rage. Every eye in the girl was now on them. "I don't know how she fucking can show her face in public after the fact that everyone in this shit hole town knows she practically raped me!"
Bonnie could feel her tears coming and Gino was now whimpering, feeling the tenseness around him and because of his father's raised voice, she knew it was time for her to go. It was a bad idea for her to come here anyway. She should have just gone to the library with Gino to keep him away from the heat.
She swallowed with a lot of difficulty, wanting to save some dignity, she forced her tears back and rubbed her son's tiny back.
"You know what, Damon?" She said with a level voice. "Go to hell, you weren't that drunk that night." She shouted. "And if you don't want Gino, fine. You don't have to be apart of his life, we'll be gone tomorrow." A useless threat and they both knew it. Bonnie still swerved around on her heels and marched out of the Grill.
(Suck Me Dry.)
Bonnie watched her son greedily suck down the milk from his bottle as she balanced her phone against her ear. She was currently sitting in the children section of the Mystic Falls library.
"I'm fine, Caroline." Bonnie said for the tenth time since Caroline had called her after what hearing what happened from Stefan who had heard from Alaric. "I know," Bonnie mumbled distractedly as she listened to all of the violent things Caroline promised to do to Damon. "I don't think Gino will appreciate being called GeeGee when he's older, Caroline." She laughed upon hearing Caroline's nickname for her son. "No I cannot borrow any more money from you, Caroline. I'll figure out something. Yeah, I'm sure." She sighed. "He sort of does have the right to hate me, Caroline," she said sadly but quickly regretted it when Caroline went off in a rant. She winced. "You hated me for a little while to, seven months if I'm not mistaken." Bonnie reminded. She listened as Caroline went into another rant about how she was sorry and how Bonnie had suffered enough and how everyone was entitled to make mistakes. Bonnie kept it to herself that sleeping with her best friend's boyfriend was a little more than a mistake.
That day, Stefan's birthday party, she had been in a bad head space. She had found out that her mom, who abandoned her when she was quite young was having another baby, mind you, she already had a younger brother that her mother decided to stick around and raise with her new husband. Her dad had slapped her because she had cursed at his girl friend and accused her of flirting with all of her male friends. Then Elena was too busy complaining about how she still had feelings for Stefan and how she regretted sometimes breaking up with him for Damon and how angry she was at herself for being resentful of Caroline who was now dating Stefan to listen to Bonnie's problems. Worse of all was the fact that she had always liked Damon, she thought it was because of her toxic home life that she would fall for a guy who did nothing but tease her. But ever since she was fourteen and she and Damon were stuck working on Mr. Jenkins farm one summer, just the two of them along with one cranky old man and a half blind basset hound, she had fallen for him. There was no Stefan, Elena, Damon triangle, and no bubbly Caroline as buffer, she learned a lot about Damon. Like it was more to him then a boy from a broken home, Damon was a protective older brother, a rock for their mother, smart, and in his own way kind.
They also shared a love for horses after that summer.
She had liked Damon, even before his growth spurt, cleared acne problem, and new athletic build thanks to playing football. She liked him when he was a scrawny kid, struggling to carry a hay stack on awkward legs. But Damon had always like Elena, loved Elena.
He never saw her more than just a best friend after that summer, she was fine with that, she thought.
But than it was Stefan's birthday and Elena was telling her how she was going to break-up with Damon and ask Stefan for another chance. Bonnie had been angry at her best friend and hurt for Damon. He had already graduated but he had stayed in Mystic Falls for Elena. He had damaged his relationship for his brother for Elena. He had asked her to help him pick out a ring for Elena just a day before.
Elena had broken up with Damon that day and Damon had been getting drunker than a skunk. He was heartbroken and angry, as his best friend, she should have made sure he made it home without any problems, instead she slept with him. He had called her beautiful and said he loved her, he was drunk, but that was all Bonnie ever wanted, to be seen as beautiful and be loved, especially by Damon.
Somehow it had began with him knowing it was her, but in the middle of the passion he had called out Elena's name. Her heart had been broken and her illusion disillusioned.
Bonnie moved her son to her shoulder and gently patted his back until she heard him burp. He snuggled into her neck. Bonnie sighed and stood up, grabbing the diaper bag and pushing her phone into her pocket after her call with Caroline had ended.
(SMD)
When she walked into her apartment she wasn't really surprised to hear the whirring of the air conditioner. She flipped on the living room light and placed her sleeping child in his swing. She then headed for her room for a quick shower, leaving both the bedroom and bathroom door open.
When she finished and left the bathroom, dressed in her light blue waitress outfit out into the living room she wasn't surprised to see Damon sitting on the couch, tv on, phone in hand, and Gino's swing and Gino pulled to the couch, facing Damon.
She said nothing to Damon and he said nothing to her as she left for her shift after placing a kiss on her child's head.