AN: So just a series of interconnecting one shot's. R&R and tell me what you think :)

WARNING: This story is for the most part AU and the characters may be somewhat OOC. I apologize in advance for any and all mistakes that you may find.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own TVD or its characters.

I Don't Care

I try to make it through my life,

In my way,

There's you.

I try to make it through these lies,

That's all I do.

If you were dead or still alive,

I don't care.

I don't care,

And all the things you've left behind,

I don't care.

I don't care

-Apocalyptica

-Bonnie-

If someone would have asked her three years ago, what she thought of Damon Salvatore, she wouldn't hesitate to say that he was a selfish, psychotic, murdering jerk.

Add a few curse words to that and well, you get the idea.

She had every right to feel this way about him though; after all he was partly to blame for her grams death, and fully to blame for the turning of her mother.

Needless to say he had hurt her in countless ways and countless times.

So how was it that the one man-vampire to be correct- that she hated above all else, had become her confidant, her rock, and eventually her lover?

Well let's just say that it started with pure hatred, that led to a fight that led to a kiss and the rest is history...

The Hate

Bonnie was livid.
Why was it that every time all hell broke loose in Mystic Falls, it was she that had to suffer?

Don't get her wrong, of course she wanted to keep the towns people safe, including her best friend Elena who seemed to be a magnet for the supernatural, but at what price?

She sighed heavily.

It wasn't as if she had anything else to lose in her life.

Her grams' was gone and that had been the hardest because grams had been the only one who actually cared enough to be around her.

Her dad was always away on business, or so he said.

She had the sneaking suspicion that all of the time he spent away was really to get away from her.

She was the one constant reminder to him of her flighty mother, whom she was told she looked like.

Speaking of her flighty mother...

She had once again breezed right out of her life.

Could she really blame her though?

She had come back to mystic falls only for a short time and was forced to become a monster.

With the exception of the father that wanted nothing to do with her, all of her pain could be traced back to one source, and that was- or rather HE was Damon Salvatore.

Her life had been moderately okay until he had blown into town, leaving a trail of destruction on the path on which he came.

His name alone sent a barely containable ripple of pure rage through her veins.

She hated him and everything he stood for with a passion.

He was selfish and conniving, hurting anyone and anything that stood in his way to get what it was that he felt he deserved.

His damn smirk alone was enough to make her blood boil.

And his damn sarcasm!

He used it carelessly, as if even the direst situation was some sort of sick joke that only he knew the punch line to.

His steely blue eyes that could either melt a woman's heart or send his enemies running for their lives.

They had no effect on her though.

Unlike the naive population of young girls and women that inhabited Mystic Falls, he could set those baby blues on her in a death glare from hell and she wouldn't even bat an eye.

The way he saunters into a room as if he owns the place was infuriating.

He may think that he does in that twisted mind of his, but she knew better.

The thing she hated most about him was that he was able to put a spell on everyone she knew.

No matter what he did, no matter how badly he had hurt the people around him, they would just forget and forgive as if none of it had even happened.

She would NEVER forgive him.

She would NEVER fall victim to his spell.

No, she would sooner drop down DEAD than become ensnared in his manipulative web of lies.

AN: So? What did you think? Yes I know this one was short, but it's basically the intro…

Next up will be 'The Fight'

R&R and tell me what you thought :)