Author's Note: Hello my amazing lovelies! So sorry it's taken me this long to get a second chapter out! I feel like all I do is apologize… *Guilty face* I appreciate the patience. I try to update all of my stories in order. With that being said, this is a Bonnie/Damon fic, BUT there will most likely be a little bit of Bonnie/Stefan action. You'll understand, maybe, after you read this chapter.
Xo Xo,
Anneryn
I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE DIARIES OR THE CHARACTERS (Though, no one has given me a good reason, why)
Music Credit: "Telephone" – Lady Gaga featuring Beyoncé
Chapter 2:
Stefan's words worried me. What did he mean: I would have to do something that I don't like? Judging by his words I don't think I'm going to like whatever I have to do. Damon took a deep breath and looked over at me.
"We're going to have to leave Mystic Falls to do this." He told me. I looked at him, surprised, and somewhat scared. Leave Mystic Falls? How am I supposed to explain that to Jenna and Alaric? They aren't just going to let me leave… I'm still 17, so technically Jenna is my guardian.
"Leave Mystic Falls?" I echoed. He nodded, and then smirked.
"You aren't afraid of traveling with us now, are you?" He asked. As soon as the words left his mouth, his eyes raked over my body. I felt suddenly self-conscious.
"Not Stefan," I shot back. Both of them chuckled, but Stefan gave Damon a threatening look. I'm not sure why…
"Bonnie, Damon thinks he knows someone that may know something that could help us, but…" He started to explain, looking almost pained to suggest whatever it is that he is suggesting. Damon moved his hand onto my thigh. I looked at him, sharply.
"We're going to Georgia." Damon said, in a mock dreamy voice. I looked at him, clearly confused. Georgia? What's in Georgia?
"Isn't that where you took Elena?" I asked him. Stefan cringed at the mention of Elena's name. They didn't part on good terms. She decided that she couldn't handle being with him. The vampire life, his life, proved to be too much for her. She just decided to leave. She didn't want to remember anything about him. They had an awful break up.
Damon smirked at me.
"So, you do remember?" He asked, arrogantly. Yep, Damon's definitely back. The sympathetic side I saw from him is gone. But, this is the Damon I remember. I'm not used to seeing his soft side… maybe he had a momentary brain lapse.
"Elena never told me anything except that you took her to Georgia." I told him. He nodded. He smirked at Stefan's reaction to the turn in the conversation.
"Well, my reasons for taking her really are irrelevant. We'll be going for something else. And you're not going to like, how do I put this? You aren't going to like… how you're going to have to act." Damon explained. My spidey-sense is tingling. Scratch that, screaming. What am I going to have to do? I thought that going to Georgia was the thing that I wasn't going to like?
I looked at Damon, afraid of what he was going to say next.
"What… am I going to have to do?" I asked him, kind of afraid. He smirked. I looked over at Stefan. He looked at Damon, angrily. Is this something that Stefan wanted to explain to me?
"Why don't you give us a moment alone, little brother?" Damon suggested. Great, just great. If I wasn't worried before, I definitely am, now. Stefan left the room, reluctantly. I swallowed the saliva building towards my throat.
"Bonnie, I don't know if you are aware of this, but vampires don't always keep the best company. Or that, compared some vampires, I am tame." He said, seriously. He looked me dead in the eyes, letting me know that he was being serious. I nodded. After I found out that vampires existed, Grams warned me of some of the less… stable ones. But, Damon's right. Compared to some, Damon looks like big, fluffy teddy bear.
Will we be dealing with some of the more… gruesome vampire population? Is that what he is trying to imply? Or is he trying to warm me up for something. I wish he would just spit it out, already. Waiting for him to finish explaining, whatever he is explaining is making me antsy.
"I know." I told him. He looked at me, unmoving, for a moment. Then, he carried on.
"In Georgia… the people we're going to have to interact with… they may seem… kind… and civil, but I don't want you to be mistaken. They are far more ruthless than I have ever been." He said; I nodded.
"Okay…" I said, still uncertain if this is the 'bad' part he was referring to. Or, is it something else?
"Because of this, and to ensure your…" He said, pausing to let his eyes drink in my body. I folded my arms over my chest, self-consciously. "Protection, you're going to have to act like you are…" He continued to explain, looking for the right words. I'm what? He cleared his throat, and his eyes glittered mischievously, with enjoyment. I'm not going to like whatever it is, that he is about to say… "Untouchable, and equally ruthless." He finished, lamely.
"That's it?" I asked in disbelief. He grinned.
"Of course not." He said. Okay? "You're going to have to act like you belong to us." He added.
"Like I belong to you?" I asked, somewhat outraged. He nodded, clearly enjoying this. "What?" I asked.
"Bonnie, love," he started to explain. I shot him a glare at his choice of words; he repressed a smirk. "You are going to have to act like you are intimate with me and Stefan. Otherwise, the others will see you as fair game. Just like Stefan and I will have to act like you are our…" He continued to explain. "…Only interest." He finished. I rubbed my temple with both hands. Okay, this is a lot to process. How fair is this 'acting' going to go?
Damon seemed to be reading my thoughts. He smirked, deviously.
"I'm going to enjoy… getting to know you better." He said, smirking. "Are there any… sweet spots I should know about?" He asked. I looked at him, flabbergasted.
"I didn't agree to anything." I told him, frustrated. I want something to be done…. I need something to be done about this mysterious stalker business, but not at the sake of whoring myself out.
"You didn't answer my question. There has to be a few sweet spots on that hot body of yours." Damon countered. I glared at him. He's enjoying this far too much. I felt his eyes on my neck.
"Is it your neck, Bonnie? Do you have a sensitive neck? Or, what about your legs? How does it make you feel when someone runs their hand up and down your leg? Bringing their hand higher and higher every stroke? Dangerously close…" He wondered, out loud.
"How are you and Stefan related?" I asked him, staring at him, coldly. He chuckled.
"Sometimes I wonder. That boy has no game." Damon said. I rolled my eyes. Damon moved closer to me and moved his mouth, right beside my ear. I didn't see it happening until he had already moved.
"Or, does it turn you on when someone whispers dirty things in your ear?" Damon asked, his hot breath sent shivers down my spine. I tried not to concentrate on his words. I was without a doubt, offended, but kind of aroused. I would not confirm anything that he asked. But, he was right about one thing. I have a sensitive neck, and it's definitely a sweet spot…
Stefan came back into the room. His hair is wet. Did he shower? I knew that guys showered faster than girls, but damn. No wonder he hadn't come back sooner… He hadn't heard anything that Damon had said. I sighed, gratefully. I gave Damon a look of triumph; he just smirked.
"What did he tell you?" Stefan asked me. I looked at Stefan and back to Damon. Damon moved over, giving me more space.
"I'm going to have to pretend to be with both of you?" I asked him, seriously. Stefan grimaced and glared at Damon. Damon chuckled.
"Somehow, I doubt Damon put it so eloquently." Stefan said. I gave him a small smile; he knows his brother well. "Yes, there really is no way around it. Our kind is very protective. And, if they know that you are, well, 'ours', then there is more of a chance that you will be left alone. Granted, you are a powerful witch, Bonnie. I know that you don't think so, but you are. You just don't know what all you are capable of. I know that you've learned a lot after your Grams' death…" Stefan explained. I nodded. Well, if there really is no way around this… I tried to ignore the pang I felt at the mention of Grams' death… It never really seems to fade.
"What am I supposed to tell Jenna? I can't just tell her that I felt the sudden urge to take a road trip to Georgia with you and Damon." I told Stefan. Stefan pandered my question.
"Well, maybe you could… You wouldn't have to tell her that Damon would be going… although she might be more willing to approve if an 'adult' were to be going on this trip. I could talk to her first, and make it seem like my idea. I know that your Grams had a sister in Kansas, but, if I'm not mistaken, based off of what we read in the journals, she had a younger sister that lived in a small town in Georgia too. We could tell Jenna that we were going away so you get some fresh perspective, and some closure. I'm sure that she'll understand that you need to get away from Mystic Falls for awhile. There are so many memories here for you… Then, after Georgia, maybe we could go by Kansas. We would just have to make sure that we were protected and that our trail couldn't be tracked." Stefan thought out loud. I looked at him, in awe. That man thinks of everything. I swear… he could put Clark Kent to shame.
I nodded, thoughtfully.
"We can try it, but we need to get some things straight, before we even think about going." I told them both. Stefan nodded, agreeing with me.
"Oh great, here come the rules… Don't worry, I find loopholes in everything." Damon assured me. Stefan shot him a look that shut him up. I chuckled, quietly. Damon glared at me, playfully.
"Okay, so, not that I think I should have to point out the obvious, but no sex. It's not happening." I said, mostly to Damon. Damon wiggled his eyebrows at me, perversely. I tried not to laugh. "Um, I guess whatever happens between you two if your business… but I'm," I said, gesturing to myself. "Not having sex." I said. Stefan nodded. Damon kept winking at Stefan, trying to imply something that I hinted at. Stefan laughed.
"Let me guess: no smiling, laughing, or breathing?" Damon asked, sarcastically. I glared at him.
"No… that's pretty much it. Though, I reserve the right to add more rules later." I told him. He sighed, but nodded. Stefan smirked.
"On a serious note, I know, weird coming from me, but we are probably going to have to share a bed… to look legitimate." Damon said amused, but seriously. I nodded; I'm not naïve. Stefan looked over at me, for my reaction, and then nodded. Damon clapped his hands together. "Now that we have that taken care of, I say we party." Damon said.
I looked at him, and smiled. I forgot how much fun he could be. Granted, I never exactly had "fun" with him, but it's refreshing after dealing with this for so long…
"I don't know, Damon." Stefan said, reluctantly.
"Oh, come on. It's not like we can be overheard. And no one can see inside of the boarding house, much less get inside." Damon pointed out. "Besides, Bonnie here could use a little something to take her brain off of this for a night. And, she needs to get used to partying with me, if this whole Georgia thing is going to work." Damon added. I smirked. I hate admitting when Damon is right… but he's right. Stefan didn't say anything in protest.
Damon got off of the floor and turned on the music.
'Hello, hello, baby, you called?
I can't hear a thing.
I've got no service, in the club.
You see, see.
Wha-wha-what did you say?
Huh?
You're breaking up on me.
Sorry, I cannot hear you.
I'm kind of busy.'
Damon started singing along. I chuckled. Damon knows Lady Gaga? Damon pulled me to my feet and beckoned Stefan over. Damon pulled me close to him, and put his hand on the top of my hips. We started dancing.
'Just a second, it's my favorite song they gonna play and I cannot text you, with a drink in my hand, eh.
You should've made some plans with me.
You knew that I was free and now you won't stop calling me.
I'm kind of busy.'
We just danced. Damon's plan worked… I forgot about my troubles, and we just danced… to Lady Gaga. The songs kept changing, but we all kept dancing. Eventually, my exhaustion caught up with me. We ended up sitting by the fire, in the living room, just talking. Little, by little, I stopped participating in the conversation. I listened to Damon and Stefan talk. I let sleep wash over me; I enjoyed feeling safe.
The next morning, I woke up, confused. Why did I have two warm bodies next to me? I tried to sit up, but found it impossible. I looked to the left of me and saw that I had been using Stefan as a pillow. What happened last night? The memories of our plans to go to Georgia came back to. I remembered dancing, and then talking… If I was using Stefan as a pillow… then, who is?... I looked to the right of me, and saw Damon lying on his side. He had an arm securely wrapped around my waist, keeping me lying against his stomach.
I felt tired, still. I yawned. Stefan opened his eyes and looked over at me.
"It's okay to sleep, Bonnie." He told me. They are such light sleepers. I nodded. I shifted, slightly, trying to get comfortable.
"Stop moving," Damon growled. I gave Stefan a slight smirk. He chuckled, lightly. I shifted again, this time moving on purpose, just trying to piss Damon off. Damon opened his eyes and looked at me, daring me to move, again. So, I did. He moved his arm, and moved completely onto his side; he moved his arm back to my waist, and held me more closely than before. I had no moving room, but it's more comfortable. Stefan chuckled, and Damon growled. I closed my eyes, and went back to sleep.
For the first night, in a long time, I had dreamless sleep. I jumped when my pocket started tickling me. My hand fumbled in my jeans pocket, trying to fish my phone out. It's Jenna. It's only 10:28 am. What does she want, this early?
"Hello," I said, sleepily, into the receiving end of my cell.
"Hey, Bonnie," she answered, happily. "Did I wake you?" She asked.
"Kind of, but don't worry about it." I told her, stifling a yawn.
"I just wanted to make sure that you were alright; I mean, I know that you are. You just seemed kind of upset yesterday… I know that I'm not the… best replacement…. And I'm trying to be, but I want you to know, that I'm here for you. If you ever need anything, I'm here." She finished. I nodded against the phone, even though I know that she can't see me.
"I know Jenna; thank you. You don't know how much that means to me. You've been so great… I don't know what I would do without you." I told her. I can picture her smiling.
"You're sweet." She said, probably not completely believing me. "I'll let you go back to sleep; I'll see you at home later. Bye Bonnie." She said.
"Bye Jenna." I said back.
"I love you." She said. I smiled; she's said it before, but it's nice to here.
"I love you too." I told her, before ending the call. I closed and pocketed my phone. Stefan reached over and gently squeezed my hand. He knows that it's a big deal, that Jenna has accepted me like this.
"Go back to sleep, Bonnie. You should get it, while you can." Stefan told me, seriously. He knows that I don't often sleep without nightmares… all the times that I have spent the night over here… I think I've only been without nightmares one time. …Every time I have nightmares, Stefan knows. I think it's because we are together so often. He always knows when something is wrong. Though, when something is bothering him, I normally pick up on it, too.
"Stefan's right… Wow, two words I thought I would never say together." Damon said, surprised. "You should sleep while you can… This is definitely… more peaceful than Georgia will be." Damon said.
"When are we going?" I asked them. Damon cleared his throat, signaling for Stefan to answer, instead of him.
"We should go as soon as possible, tomorrow at the latest." Stefan said.
"Does that mean that you want to leave today?" I asked him. Stefan's eyes flickered behind me, at Damon, briefly.
"Not today, tomorrow." Damon said. Oh. Oh! This soon? What if Jenna doesn't agree? "If I have to, I can compel Jenna… we're going to have to tell Alaric something; he's never going to buy it." Damon said. He's right.
"I really don't want you to compel Jenna." I told Damon. Stefan gave me a worried, sympathetic look.
"Bonnie… it might come to that." He said. I closed my eyes, refusing to look at him. She's been through so much already. I really don't want to add compulsion to that list, right now.
"But, it can't. She's wearing vervain in her necklace." I reminded him. His mouth formed a silent "O". He'd forgotten about that.
"I forgot." He said.
"Oh, I can get the necklace away from her." Damon said, sweetly. I shuddered, involuntarily, against him.
"We won't compel her, unless we are left with no other options." Stefan promised me. I nodded. "Go to sleep." He said. I closed my eyes, and laid my head back on his chest. I drifted back into a semi-relaxed sleep.
I woke up when something moved beside me. I felt the arm around me, detangle itself. I started to sit up, but was gently pushed back down. I looked up at Damon. He held a finger to his lips.
"It's not time to wake up yet, Bonnie." He told me. Stefan pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me, acting as my blanket. I was too groggy to argue. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep, snuggling closer to my vampire bed.
"Bonnie, wake up." I heard someone whisper in ear. I opened my eyes, and became very confused. Where was I? I can't see anything. I blinked eyes furiously. Am I lying with my face in the pillow? I used my hands, and pushed against the bed, to push myself out of my pillow. My hands came in contact with something harder than a mattress. What…?
Something moved behind me, and I was able to move. I had been lying on Stefan. I looked at him, still confused, and definitely not completely awake yet. He smiled at my expression. I sat up, and leaned against the couch. The couch? Oh, that's right. We fell asleep in the living room, by the fire. I raked my fingers through my hair, trying to wake myself up, and keep some of it out of my face. Stefan moved a lock of hair that landed neatly in front of my eyes. He smirked after he moved it.
I closed my eyes, and waited until I felt more awake to open them. I covered my mouth as I yawned. I opened my eyes. Something smells heavenly. Stefan stood up and offered me his hand, and helped me up. He let go of my hand and moved it to the small of my back; he led me into the kitchen. Damon was putting food on a plate. Damon cooks? I never knew this. Damon smiled, noticing our presence. His smile quickly turned into a smirk when he saw my confusion.
He handed me a plate of bacon and eggs. I almost asked him to marry me. It's been so long since I've had something home cooked that isn't burnt. I love Jenna dearly, but she can burn anything. I took the plate and he handed me a fork. I sat at their dining room table and started eating. Damon sat across from me, drinking blood. Stefan sat next to him.
We talked about what we were going to do after we were all finished "eating". We were all going back to Jenna's house, and I needed to pack. Stefan was going to talk to Jenna and Damon was going to talk to Alaric. I needed to talk to Jeremy, so he knew that I was alright, and not leaving just to leave. I don't want him to think that I'm leaving him like everyone else has.
I took a deep breath as I walked into Jenna's house… my house, too, now. Jenna smiled as she saw me walk in. She pulled me into a hug. I gave her a squeeze before letting her go. Stefan cleared his throat. I still think that I should be the one to start the conversation with her.
"Jenna, could I, could I speak to you for a moment? In private?" Stefan asked Jenna. She nodded, unsure about what was about to happen. Not even three seconds after Jenna led Stefan out of the room, did Alaric walk in. His face fell when he saw Damon. He and Damon have an understanding, but it doesn't mean that they are on the best of terms. Damon beckoned Alaric to follow him into another room.
I walked upstairs and knocked on Jeremy's door. I heard the music being turned down and the door unlocking. What does he do in there? Scratch that, I'm not sure that I want to know what he does in there. He smiled when he saw me. I'm going to miss his smile.
"And she came back," he said. I rolled my eyes; he laughed. I came into his room and he shut the door. He looked at me expectantly.
"There's something you should know." I told him. He looked surprised. "Oh, it's not that. It's not what we talked about yesterday; it's something else." I told him. He sighed.
"Oh." He said. "You can sit down." Jeremy said, motioning to the chair next to his desk. I sat and he sat down across from me, on his bed.
"I'm leaving, Jere, but I won't be gone long. It would only be for a few weeks at the most." I told him. With the look that he gave me, you have thought that I have stapled all of his toes together and then forced him to listen Miley Cyrus music all of his life. I felt horrible.
"Just like that? You're leaving!" Jeremy asked, outraged. I stood up and walked over to him.
"It's something I really need to do, Jeremy." I told him. He stood up and faced me.
"No you don't, you can stay here. …Stay for me." He pleaded.
"Jeremy, I need to get away from Mystic Falls, for a little while. The memories here… they're too fresh. I need a little bit of space from this town." I told him.
"Bonnie," he tried.
"Jeremy, I have family! I found them! I'm going to go visit them, and hopefully, that will give me the closure I need." I told him. He looked defeated, but he didn't give up.
"You're not going to want to come back; don't leave." He argued.
"Of course I'm going to come back; I couldn't leave all of you guys. I love you too much." I told him. His anger seemed to deflate, slightly.
"I-I can't lose you, too." Jeremy whispered. I nodded.
"You're not going to lose me; I'm coming back." I told him. He nodded.
"If you don't; I'll find you. You can't get rid of me that easily." He promised, smiling. I nodded. He pulled me into a hug.
"I promise, Jere." I whispered. His arms wrapped around me, tighter. I pulled away.
"I need to pack." I told him. He nodded. I walked towards the door, but he caught my hand and spun me around to face him. He captured my lips with his. I pulled away, and glared. He gave me an innocent smile.
"Just in case, you don't come back." He said. I nodded. I went to my room and started packing. I turned at the sound of footsteps; Stefan and Damon walked into my room. They both nodded, telling me that they talked to both Jenna and Alaric and they both agreed. I let out a breath of relief. Now, if only the plan works. …I really hope that it works.
Damon grabbed my bag. I grabbed my jacket and walked out of my room with them. Jenna looked tearful.
"I'll be back soon, Jenna; I promise." She nodded, still looking like she might burst into tears at anytime. I feel horrible, knowing that I'm the one that caused her pain. Stefan took the jacket from my hands, and I molded myself to Jenna. A few tears fell into my hair as she hugged me. I knew that leaving, even for a little while, was going to be hard. But I didn't think that it was going to be this hard.
Jenna wiped at her eyes as we pulled away. I hugged Alaric.
"Call me, if anything goes wrong. Do you hear me?" He whispered. I nodded. We pulled away and I hugged Jeremy. This is going to be my hardest goodbye… this isn't goodbye, this is "see you later". I can't say goodbye. I'll be back. Something in my gut tells me that I'm not going to be the same person when I return.
I said my final goodbyes, and I love yous, and we left. Stefan and Damon packed their things before we came over. We're driving all the way through, tonight. I'm so glad Damon's Ferrari has four seats. It's only a two door, but damn, is it gorgeous. If you had to describe a sexy car, you would describe his black Ferrari.
Damon put our bags into the trunk. I climbed into the back seat got situated. Stefan climbed into the passenger's seat and Damon got into the driver's side. I prepared myself for the long drive that awaited us.
Author's Note: Okay, here is chapter 2. Bear with me; I know my imagination can go kind of wild sometimes. I really do try to update all of my stories in order, however. I got completely inspired for the next chapter, for this story. SO, I am going to try and get the third chapter up in a few days. Reviews are always welcome! :^) Just press that magical review button.
Xo Xo,
Anneryn