A/N: Thank you for the reviews, follows and favs. It just makes me so happy.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, they belong to L.J. Smith and the CW.
Warning: Drug use in this chapter
I just have to go on a little mini rant. Many of you might have heard what JP tweeted about the Bamon fandom and it complete bull. We are not rabid in any way shape or form. We are very passionate about Bamon. We stuck by TVD when DErs were calling for the show to be canceled. I think we deserve a little respect. Her tweets turned me off from the finale but I will still watch. I want to support Bamon and especially Bonnie.
But anyways Happy Readings!
"She fucking hates us!" Caroline raged as she made her way into their home. She was glad the girls were staying over her friend's house, she was in a destructive mood. She wanted to see the world on fire from the hurt they caused her best friend, her sister.
Stefan step up to her to embrace her but she pushed him back.
"This is his fucking fault." She points towards Damon who just walked in the door heading for the kitchen to grab a bottle.
"It was all or fucking nothing. You...you piece of shit, made us cut her out of our lives completely." Caroline marched up to Damon and smacked him across the face.
A stunned Stefan stood there and watched everything unfold, not able to process what was happening. This night had been completely shocking to him. He never thought he would see his little sister ever again.
Flashback
As the door swung open to their new foster family's house, Stefan for once was greeted by a friendly face. There stood a chubby face brown skinned girl with the biggest smile on her face. Usually when they were moved to a new family, the kids looked sad and the foster parents looked at them like they were a burden. But this girl and the blonde woman holding her hand had such welcomed looks that graced their features.
"I always wanted brothers!" the girl exclaimed. Stepping out grabbing both boys' hands and leading them in the house.
"We're not your brothers." Stefan could here his brother say.
"Well now you are and there is nothing you could do about it." the little girl sassed back causing Stefan to snicker. That snicker quickly died down at the look he received from Damon.
"That shut you up I see. Now let me show you to your room. It's right next to mines. Maybe we could build a fort and do sleepovers and I can paint your nails."
"I like the fort idea not the painting nails." Stefan finally spoke receiving a smile from the girl.
"Ok, forts it is."
"Well here's your room brothers."
"We are not your brothers! Now leave us alone." Damon said.
"Ass." The little girl said to Damon with a cocked eyebrow. Stefan looked at the girl in shock. She could be no more than 5 or so and her she was calling his brother swear words.
This was the first time he had meet the feisty Bonnie Bennett and they quickly became brother and sister. She was Stefan's baby sister.
As Stefan stood there staring, Caroline swung on Damon and kept swinging. She need him to hurt, to hurt like she was hurting...like Bonnie was hurt.
Damon just stood there and took the assault. He deserved it and much more. He would never get the look Bonnie gave them out of his head. The look of complete and utter pain, devastating pain. He was going to be hunt even more than he already was.
Stefan finally came out of his trance and grabbed Caroline off of Damon. He held her to his chest trying to sooth her. Tears streaming down both their faces.
"Shhh, it's alright. We have a chance now to make things right."
"No, there is no hope." Caroline whispered.
"There is…" Stefan began but was cut off by the sound of broken glass.
"She's right." Damon said has he started at the spot he threw his bottle. "She's forever lost to us...to me." He walks out the room to his bedroom to get lost his dreams of her.
Bonnie sat on her bed staring out the window at the waves crashing on the beach. What should have been a beautiful and serene moment was plagued with crippling fear. Fear so strong she hid away from the outside world afraid to face reality. She sat there on her bed for hours rocking back and forth, riding at the numbing effects of a pill she took.
She snapped out of it when she heard a knock on the door, she slowly rose from the bed to greet her unwelcome visitor.
"I don't want to talk." Bonnie said unable to meet Nora's questioning eyes.
"We don't have to talk. I just want to sit with you. Let me in."
Bonnie nodded her head and open the door wider for Nora to enter. Making her way back to her bed, Bonnie climbed on and began to rock back and forth with Nora sitting beside her.
They sat there staring at the waves before Bonnie finally spoke.
"I never thought I would ever see them again. I don't know what to really feel anger, betrayal, disgust, happiness."
Nora just listen, letting her get it out. She didn't know what to say really. No one knew what transpired between Bonnie and her foster family. They could only speculate but without a drop of information they couldn't even do that.
"I loved them...I love him and they turned their backs on me like I didn't matter. Like I didn't grow up with them."
"Bonnie what happened? What did they do to you?"
"They pushed me to the devil." Bonnie simple replied.
Bonnie get up from the bed and began getting clothes from out her closet.
"What are you doing?" Nora asked.
"I need to get out of here. I need to take my mind off of this. Wanna come with me to get a drink?"
"I have a date with Mary Louise. I can see what Enzo is doing. Kai flipped last night so he out doing god knows what."
"That's alright. I used Enzo enough last night. Do I even want to ask about Kai?"
"The...incident at the bar aggregated him and then coming here and seeing you with Enzo set him off. He's not mad that you were with Enzo per se but that it wasn't him distracting you."
"He'll get over, he always does. I can't worry about his feelings about who I sleep with when I have to worry about being in the same town as those people."
"I get it but one day you're going to have to cut them both off. I got to get ready, beautiful. I will see you tonight sometime. Have fun and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Nora laughed and left Bonnie to get dressed.
"Getting an early start on drinking today, I see?" Joe joked. Damon was well known at this bar. Always drinking his troubles away but even this was early for him. He was never here before 2 pm.
"I couldn't be at the house with the looks those two were giving me. You would think I was the devil or something."
"Does this have to do with last night?" Joe asked warily.
"Yeah and the love of my fucking life." Damon replied. He had talked to Joe numerous times about Bonnie. Joe was not only his bartender but he seemed to be his therapist too. In his drunken states he seemed to over share, spilling his feelings out.
"What? The girl you can't get over? Um was she the brown skin girl? Joe asked awkwardly.
"Yup. And she fucking hates me."
"Well this is going to be awkward." Joe mumbled.
"What?"
Joe looked to the side of the bar where the restrooms were before replying. "Let me get you a drink. You might need it."
Damon gave him a puzzled look when he caught a figure in the corner of his eye. He turned towards them when he saw them sitting a few stools away. He was stunned when he saw who it was.
He had to gather his courage before speaking. "Fancy seeing you here."
Bonnie lifted her head up and gave him a look of disgust.
"Joe, can I get another round, please?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"I never imagined you drinking. You were so straightlaced. The goody goody."
"Were, being the key word. I did a lot of growing up in the last four years. I do all kinds of things...all kinds of bad things." Bonnie said dismissively and downed her shot that was just placed in front of her.
"I'm seeing that. Let me buy you another round." Damon waved at Joe for another round. As he waited for the drinks he got up and made his way to sit next to her.
"Um you don't need to sit next to me. I'm willing to share a drink with you cause hey who doesn't want free drinks but that's it. So go back to your seat." Bonnie sneered at him.
"Come on let's catch up. How was school? What was New York like? When do you graduate?" Damon stood next to her leaning against the bar ignoring the murderous look on her face.
"You lost knowing me when you guys turned your backs on me. Lets sit here like two strangers in a bar and not speak." Bonnie sneered.
"We're not two strangers in a bar. We have history, lots of history. What we did was to…"
"To protect me." Bonnie finished for him. "I don't want to talk about it. I don't give a fuck. I just want to sit here and drink. Now I'm going to be gracious enough to let you be in my presence since you will be paying for my drinks tonight. It's the least you can do." Bonnie gave him a condescending smile.
"Can we at least talk? You don't have to tell me what I missed we can talk about anything." Damon tried again.
"No! Now shut up! Oh and get me another drink." Bonnie demanded.
"Alright." Damon mumbled making his way back to his seat. He would take what he could get. But as he sat there looking her at something seemed off. She seemed a little too calm. Last night when she saw them she was an emotional mess. Now she was devoid of any real emotions. Something was amiss.
He sat there drinking never taking his eyes off of her. Watching her laugh and be carefree with Joe and the other patrons. Jealously blanketed him. He wished he could be the one making her laugh.
After he got a nice little buzz going, he decided to try and talk to her again. He moved back to the stool next to her.
"I was wondering when you would come crawling back. You sat there staring at my like a creep." Bonnie slightly slurred.
"I just want to talk. I want know everything I missed. I want to know if your life turned out good." Damon pleaded.
Bonnie raised from her seat and leaned closer to Damon. "I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to remember one of the worst times of my fucking life. What's it going to take for you to drop this shit? Uh, what...what is it going to take."
"You mean everything to me. I can't help that I want to get to know you again. I fucking thought about all the time during last four years. All the fucking time. You haunted me."
Bonnie just rolled her eyes and laughed. "I didn't mean shit to you. All I was was another conquest to you. That's what you really been thinking about.
"No…" Damon shakes his head. He couldn't believe what was coming out her mouth. She had to know that she was everything to him. That he loved her so much. Fuck, he had even told her before. But than again why would she think otherwise. They did dismiss her for their life like it was no biggie.
Bonnie swayed into him, pressing her chest on him. "Do remember what I felt like? How tight and snug I was. Is that what fucking haunted you?"
"Stop" Damon pushed her slightly away from him. "What happened to you?" He said shocked by her overtly sexual behavior.
"Life. But who cares. I think about you sometimes. How you filled me. Your lips on my neck. The weight of your body on me." Bonnie slurred nipping at his earlobe.
Damon cupped her cheek with one of his hands. "Is that all you think about? Not how I made you feel in here?" Damon poked her chest about her heart.
"None of you live in there anymore. But I don't want to think or talk about that. I just want to feel good right now. This conversation is killing that. Nothing you say is going to change how I feel, so drop it." Bonnie moved away from him and sat back down.
"Fine, it's dropped. Let's just sit here and get wasted. You think you can handle that light weight?"
She just rolled her eyes at him. "I can handle it. Can you?"
Smirking at her Damon called out to Joe to get a couple of rounds of shots.
As the night weaned on and they got progressively drunker, Bonnie became a little more touch feely with him. She would lean her supple body into his and smirk at him. It was heavenly and hell at the same time. Heavenly cause he now had her attention and hell cause he knew if she was sober she wouldn't pay any mind and the look of hurt would be present on her beautiful face.
Damon wrapped his arms around her waist whispering in her ear. "I do think about that night. It was one of the best fucking nights of my life." He slurred.
Bonnie smirked at him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I was awesome, wasn't I?"
"You were." Damon looked into her eyes.
Not able to take the intensity in his eyes, Bonnie lowered her eyes briefly before looking back up at him while biting her lip.
"We can do a repeat." Bonnie told him.
Damon dick twitch at the thought of spending the night with her. "Yeah, we can do that." Damon said "Let's do one last shot and go to my place."
"Um that's a no go. Nope...nope. I don't think so. I'm not going to your place and we're not going to mines. I don't want see where you live and you don't need to see where I'm staying. I just want to fuck." Bonnie slurred. There was no way in hell Bonnie was going to share a bed with him. Drunk or not she knew better. It would be to personable...to intimate.
"So what, we just going to pop in the bathroom stall or the back alley or something. Like a one-night stand?"
"That's what you are. I'm nice and buzzed, feeling good. I don't want to lose this high. You happen to be the hottest guy in this place and I'm horny. Don't expect me to treat you differently because of history.
Damon held up his hand in surrender. This might not be the best course of action but fuck if he wasn't turned on by her attitude. He wanted to be able to claim her again.
"Alrighty then, BonBon."
At the sound of her old nickname, Bonnie glared at him.
Damon chuckled at the look on her face. "I guess it's Bonnniiee then.
Damon grabbed her hand and drunkenly lead her to the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, Bonnie pushed Damon into a stall and jump on him. Their lips crashed together in a heated sloppy kiss. Their tongues dueled for dominance. Hands rubbed and groped all over each other.
When the need for breath became great, Damon reluctantly pulled away. He stood there staring at her with half lidded eyes watching the fall and rise of her soft breast.
"You like what you see, Salvatore?" Bonnie asked loving the way his eyes roamed her body. "Let me refresh your memory on the curves I have." Bonnie slowly slid her black dress down her body. She shivered as the soft fabric grazed her skin.
"Fuck." Damon groped himself. His cock was painfully hard at sight of her in black lace.
Bonnie closed the gap between the two. She grab the hair on the back of his neck and pulled him down into a searing kiss feeling him squeezing her ass with both hands.
Damon began to kiss and suck on her neck while feeling on one of her breast. When he felt her nipple pebble in his hand, he gave the bud a light pinch. He let out a sigh when he felt her hands go under his shirt and rub the grooves of his stomach.
Those little dainty hands lowered until they were unbuttoning his button and lowering his zipper. Damon smirked against the side of her neck when he heard her gasp at the feel of his massive cock.
"Impressive, isn't it?" Damon smugly said.
"I've had better." Bonnie said effectively wiping the smirk off his face.
"Yeah?" Damon quickly flipped their positions and pressed Bonnie chest to the bathroom stall wall. Damon slowly grinded on Bonnie's ass. "You never had better than this, sweetheart if you did you still wouldn't be thinking about that night."
He slipped his hand down to the V between her legs and into her panties. When he found her clit, he slowly rubbed circles on it. Bonnie moaned at the sensation he was causing her body. She pushed her ass out to grind against his girth.
"You like what I'm doing to you? I can feel how wet you're getting. Nice and slippery." Damon picked up the pace of his fingers. He leaned his forehead on her shoulder give it hard bit.
Damon slipped two fingers into her dripping heated core. "Shit!" Damon moaned into her back. Her pussy gripped his fingers tightly has he tried to pump in and out of her.
Bonnie was barely able to hold herself up. Her legs shaking so hard, she thought she was going to collapse.
"Fuck...I love you." Damon grunted in her ear when he felt her pulsated on his fingers.
Bonnie turned around so quickly it was dizzying to both her and Damon. She pushed him hard off of her. She gave him a look of disgust.
"You don't fucking love me, you never have."
"I have always loved you." Damon reached for her only to have his hand slapped away.
"What the fuck am I doing here." Bonnie said out loud to herself. "I need to get the fuck out of here." Bonnie fixed her dress floor before she stumbled out of the stall trying to make a fast getaway.
Damon stood there stunned, not comprehending what had just occurred. One moment they were feeling on each other and the next Bonnie was fleeing the restroom. He fixed himself up before chasing after her.
When he made to the bar, he didn't see Bonnie anywhere. He could only guess she left and was on her way home. He quickly closed out his tab and fled the bar.
It didn't take long for him to find Bonnie, she was only a block away from Joe's. She couldn't get far being drunk and not very coordinated.
"What hell, Bonnie!" Damon said grabbing her arm and turning her to face him. "What the fuck are you thinking? You can't be out this late at night in your state."
"Get the fuck off me!" Bonnie yelled pushing at his chest. "I don't want to be around you. I fucking hate!" She was able to snatch her arm out his grasp and began walking away. She tried to walk as fast as she could away from him.
"Stop! Alright stop" Damon said has he caught back up to her. "I'm sorry, alright. I'm fucking sorry for what we did."
"No you're not. I never meant shit to you. You guys fucking tossed me away like garbage." tears were now streaming down her face.
"That's not true. I love you" Damon cupped her face only to receive a sharp slap to the face. "You must feel something because why would you go to Joe's. There are plenty of other bars around here."
"No, I hate you." Bonnie seethed.
Damon had never felt so devastated in his life. He watched her turn from him and walk away. It felt like she was walking out his life after only just finding her again. This must have been how she felt when they did the unimaginable.
But no matter how she felt about him or what he was feeling at the moment, he was not about to let her walk home by herself.
"Bonnie, at least let me walk you home." Damon ran up behind her.
Bonnie turned around swinging her small purse at him. "I told you to get the fuck away from me!" She screamed whacking him a few more times.
Damon reached up and grab the purse sending the contents to the ground. "Sorry, let me help you."
They both lowered to their hunches and quietly began picking up the items. Damon came across a small baggie filled with white pills. He looked at the bag and then up at Bonnie. She didn't noticed he had the bag in his hand.
"Thanks." Bonnie said blandly standing back up.
"No problem. I'm not going to argue with you. Just go ahead and head home. Good night." Damon surrendered. He had a feeling no matter how he beg to walk her home she would never let it happen. So he was just going to follow behind her without her noticing.
As he followed, he couldn't help but think about the pills that were shoved in his pocket. The pills explained a lot. The mood swings and erratic behavior. The dead emotional look in her eyes when she first saw him. He could only pray this was recreational and not a problem.
When she reach the beach house she was staying, Damon took note of the address on the door. Smirking, Damon turned and made his way back to the bar.
Instead of making her way to her room, Bonnie was swinging open Kai's door.
She cocked an eyebrow at the sight in front of her. There sat Kai with a naked girl on her knees going to town on him. When he felt her presence he smirked at her. Never taking his eyes off Bonnie, he grabbed the unnamed girl by the hair pulling her off him.
"Get the fuck out."
Bonnie giggled when the girl turned around and saw her standing there. She never seen a brighter shade of red on someone before.
When the girl walked passed her, Bonnie waved at her with a big smile. "Have a good evening."
"You're so fucking rude." Bonnie told Kai turning to face him in time to see him tucking himself back in.
"You look high as fuck. Barely keep your eyes open" Kai said ignoring her statement. Anybody that knew Kai knew he was rude and said and did whatever the fuck was on his mind.
"I took a couple of percocets." Bonnie walked further into the room.
"Come lay down with me. Sleep it off." Kai pulled Bonnie towards the bed crawling in with her.
"I hope you don't think I'm going to sleep with you when you had some unknown bitch on your dick."
Kai grinned at the attitude Bonnie gave him.
"I don't want to sleep but the pills are fucking with me." Bonnie told him.
"Look in the side table. There's some nose candy. That will perk you right up."
Bonnie reached into the drawer of the night stand table and pulled out a small mirror with white powder on it. She cut a few lines of it for Kai and her. Bending over and snorting a line, Bonnie passed the mirror to Kai. She lifted her head back and allowed the effects of the drug to wash over her.
"What should we do now." Kai asked after finishing his line.
"Anything." was her simple reply.
"Let's go for a night swim."
The two undressed and ran naked out the house towards the beach.
Tonight Bonnie was going to cleanse her mind in drugs and have the saltwater wash away Damon's touch.
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