A/N: Hey, there! I'm coming out with another story/one-shot (my second posting). This could be a one shot, or I could develop it. It's fairly short. Please read, critique, and review. Thank you! Happy Reading(:
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It all happened before she could realize what was going on. The way his chocolate brown eyes had been staring at her that night, made her feel beyond special. Like she was the only person at that stupid party she did not want to go to on her Friday night.
The hug that he used as a goodbye was not a hug that normal friends give to each other. It was a hug that molded every part of her body to him and lasted much longer than it should've. When she slowly pulled away, he caught her lips with his and she let out a small gasp.
His soft lips urged her to kiss him back, to forget about thinking, and only feel what was right. It was only when his tongue swept her bottom lip that she responded.
Her mouth gently, and slowly opened, giving the handsome man access to the delectable warmth that was her mouth. Their tongues moved elegantly in a complicated dance, that could only work when a tinge of alcohol was present. Her breathing hitched when he encircled her in his arm, and lightly pressed her into the tree behind them.
All it took was a nip at her bottom lip that broke to break trance that she was set in. She pushed him away from her, and regretfully looked into his eyes.
"Bonnie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ..." He trailed off.
"Jeremy, oh my God. What have I done?" She whispered to herself. She ran away, tears filling her eyes, in search of her car. Th fact that she was slightly intoxicated had no effect on her choice to drive. A brush with death seemed welcome at that point.
Once she was in her car, she slammed her palms against anything they came into to contact with, almost fighting with her car.
She took a few deep breaths and turned the key in the ignition, and drove home.
Home. The last place I want to be.
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Once she stepped through the door she prayed that everyone was sleeping, that no one would see her at such a disastrous state. She was sure her mascara was running, her clothes were disheveled, and her hair was a mop of tangled strands.
She kicked off her shoes, and made her way to the downstairs bathroom, hoping to be left alone to sulk in the shower. But to her surprise, was her boyfriend, brushing his teeth over the sink. Damon gave her a quick glance and then looked back down not realizing what was wrong.
She exhaled, glad to see she wasn't much of a distraction, but he looked up again.
His brows furrowed as he rinsed his mouth, and then threw some water on his face. He turned to look at her face to face instead of through the mirror.
"Everything okay?" He asked, arms crossed and brows still furrowed.
"Yep." She plastered on a fake grin. "I'm just not feeling well."
He pushed off the counter he was leaning on, and went to hug her.
"What is it?"
"Just an upset stomach. Too much booze." Bonnie chuckled.
"As long as we've been together, you think I can't tell when you're lying?"
She felt a sharp pang in her chest. That only made it worse.
"I just … I just wanna take a shower and go to sleep. Okay?"
"Sure. But I'm here if you want to divulge your info. But if you don't tell me soon, I might have to force it out of you." He said sweetly as he winked at her, kissed her forehead and retired to the bedroom upstairs.
They'd been together for almost a year now, and it's been around 6 months since she moved in. She was in love, and so was the once stone cold vampire. She had no clue how she managed to screw up so bad, so quick. She didn't understand how Damon was able to chose her over Elena, and she fell weak to the charms of her baby brother, Jeremy Gilbert.
"How could I have kissed Jeremy Gilbert?" She whispered in deep thought.
Suddenly, Damon stood before her, anger, confusion, and sadness in his eyes.
"What?" He managed to growl out.
Fuck.
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