One Cheek And Not The Other

Author's Note: So this is a Bamon fic/Tonnie friendship. The Tonnie comes first,

but Bamon will definitely be here. Read. Review. Reread if you feel like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. However, my fantasies are

completely copyrighted ;)

Bonnie's POV

I couldn't help but stalk his dreams tonight. I want him home, and for once in

my life I want the entitlement to be selfish. To get what I desire. So I haunt

him. Put situations with Caroline and I into his head to remind him of what he

was missing. Left his thoughts filled with all his favorite places in Mystic

Falls. Of course, I know exactly where he is, but I want him to come home. Not

to be dragged or forced or carried, but to come of his own free will. I want him

to be the master of his choices, even while I'm the master of his emotions. So I

stalk his mind, and wait for our Tyler to return. Because I know he'll come

crawling back soon, I'll see to that.

Tyler's POV

Bonnie literally appeared out of thin air.

"This is for leaving me, Ty!" she yelled. I felt a heavy object slam into my

cheek, knocking me back a few steps. She's got a wicked backhand. "This is for

not even saying goodbye to me or Care." Her fist collided with my jaw. Ouch.

"And this is because you can't slap one cheek and not the other." she said

somewhat cynically. I hardly felt the last blow. Too wrapped up in my own head

to register it. Thoughts like: there's the Bonnie I knew. Before all this

supernatural crap Bonnie was always the one to say stupid things that livened up

any situation. The life of our little party. She still says things like that,

only less frequently and only in Caroline's, Jeremy's, and my presence. I did

notice when Bonnie disappeared into a puff of smoke, though. I also noticed the

empty feeling I got directly after she left. And the feeling of wanting to

follow her didn't help my situation. She was my best friend after all, and Caro

was my something more. So I don't think going back is a horrible idea. I

frequently commend myself for actually making it this long without them.

Author's Note: There ya go! This is more like a prologue, though. The actual

story will begin next chapter. Love it? Like it? Hate it? And yes I know that this is like 500 words. I'm sorry about that but this is where I felt I needed to stop.

Damon: Well I for one hate it. This is a BAMON fic and I wasn't even mentioned!

Xx-MuchLove-xX: Can it, Grandpa! And fetch me some juice!

Damon: For the LAST time, I am not your slave!

Xx-MuchLove-xX: Of course not! Now tell the awesome readers that I own you.

Damon: But you don't? L. and the CW do.

L.: Yes we do! Now bring Kenya her juice!

Damon: Fine!

Xx-MuchLove-xX: Thanks Jay! xD

:P

Much Love,

Kenya