IIII
"What do you mean it's over?" Jeremy demanded his voice shaking with emotion.
Bonnie sighed and sat down on the park bench, could this honestly get any harder? He could at least go down quietly and prevent this from getting awkward for both of them.
"As in maybe we should call it quits?" Bonnie said in a slower voice.
"Bonnie this isn't a baseball game, you don't just quit on a relationship!" Jeremy blurted anger causing his voice to rise.
Bonnie smoothed out her dress, mauling over her next words in her mind before uttering them. "Please Jeremy, don't make this more difficult than it already is," She pleaded.
Yes, she did cheat on Jeremy but that didn't mean she didn't care for him. I mean they'd been together on and off for nearly a decade now!
"But I don't understand, everything seemed fine during dinner, you even had desert!" Jeremy accused.
Of course she had desert, the chef at Mourinoh's makes a killer chocolate tiramisu!
"Jeremy it's not you it's-"
"It's you? No, don't give me that Bonnie we both know that what we have is real," Jeremy said kneeling in front of her with a solemn look on his face.
Bonnie sighed covering her face with her hands. It would be so easy to string Jeremy along, she wouldn't even have to actually work at it too, but she had been a great girlfriend once - aside the cheating of course.
She owed Jeremy this much, I mean how odd would it be once her baby bump started showing?
She doubted people would believe she got impregnated by the Holy Spirit especially once the baby comes out sporting two sharp fangs and a thirst for blood.
Nope that wouldn't work, nor would Damon's ego. He'd probably tell Jeremy himself!
No this was the right thing to do. One day, six months and three weeks from now, he'd be glad she hadn't misled him or he'd hate her. Either way there was no fairytale ending for them.
"It was real Jeremy, a year ago. I guess all the time and distance just wedged itself between us," Bonnie said again trying to let him see reason.
"I feel no wedge, there's no wedge. Do you need space? Because I can give you space Bonnie, just don't walk away from us," Jeremy pleaded anger turning into anguish.
"I don't need space, for the love of God Jeremy it's over! Yes, it was good but it's over!" Bonnie snapped her patience gone.
Jeremy stood up a look of shock on his face.
"Who are? My Bonnie would never act like this!" He exclaimed, tears of frustration glistering in his eyes.
With an exasperated sigh Bonnie stood up ready to put a brother on ice, but instead felt somewhat dizzy as her blood suddenly seemed to rush to her head.
"Jeremy, sorry it ended like this but well…goodnight," she said her voice void of any emotion.
"Bonnie…please," Jeremy said grasping her shoulders.
Bonnie could feel her stomach doing flip flops, probably from the chocolate tiramisu…or not.
Before Jeremy could jump aside Bonnie bent over and threw up all over his shoes.
"If it helps any, I think I like this colour on them better," she said breaking the silence.
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The nightmare of a date plagued Bonnie's thoughts as she rubbed oil absentmindedly between her hands.
"Are you processing the oil, or are you still admiring my superior physique?" Damon asked snapping her from her thoughts.
"Oh sorry was lost in thought," Bonnie replied kneading the muscles on Damon's impressive back, sure she'd never tell him that but that didn't mean she was blind either.
She sat astride on his back giving him a massage. This ritual had started two months down their affair and had quickly become some sort of habit that Damon refused to break. Not that Bonnie was complaining much, his cool skin always felt good on her warm hands and vice versa.
"Must be some thought, you didn't give me some smart ass reply," Damon purred enjoying the massage much more then he'd care to admit.
Bonnie rolled her eyes debating whether to tell him or not. It's not like they were in some committed relationship right? Plus she couldn't exactly confide in Elena and Caroline was too much of a blabber mouth. She was probably one of the very few people Damon considered friend- begrudgingly of course, so it's not like he had a circle to go blab to.
"I went on a date with Jeremy," She said staring far off for a while and missing the fact that Damon tensed then quickly relaxed again after her words.
"What did wonder boy do that got you so distracted?" he asked dryly.
Bonnie sighed and resumed her task for a moment before resting her palms on Damon's shoulders.
"I broke things off with him," Bonnie said with a sigh.
"Good for you Bon Bon, I told you that hanging out with me would make a cool person out of you yet. And dumping Loser Boy was your first step," Damon said with a grin.
"We don't," Bonnie said using her fingers to draw invincible patterns on Damon's shoulders.
"We don't what?" He asked suddenly in much lighter spirits.
"Hang, we don't hang out," She deadpanned.
"We screw around same difference; your hands are getting idle BourBonnie get back to work. And as for your ended relationship? Believe me it was dead long before it started, I'm actually surprised you endured it for so long," Damon said crossing his arms over the pillow and resting his chin over them.
"What do mean it was dead?" Bonnie demanded pinching his flesh.
"Hey easy on the skin, just because it's flawless doesn't mean you can abuse it. Now what are we talking about again?" Damon asked glancing at her behind his shoulder.
"Oh yes the boring relationship you had. There was simply no passion, the way I see it you were just tired of being the single girl in the group and jumped at the first opportunity that came your way. You honestly can't tell me Loser Boy swept you off your high horse?" He asked with sarcasm dripping in his voice.
"Hey, it wasn't like that and what high horse!" Bonnie demanded punching his shoulder.
"One more abuse from you and I promise I'll do more than just nibble on that tantalizing throat of yours," Damon warned.
"The one you used to go gallivanting around on, I used to feel sadden for you. I mean here was this hot babe with a beautiful face walking around, but wait till she opened her mouth! I'm so glad sleeping with me changed you. You were so damn judgmental!" he tsked shaking his head.
"You think I'm beautiful?" Bonnie asked with a grin and leaning over him.
"I'm not surprised that's all you heard. No I was just trying to cheer you up," Damon replied dryly.
"Aha because you care if I'm upset," She pressed laughing.
"No, because it would be pointless shacking up with a Debbie-Downer," Damon insisted.
"If you say so," Bonnie sing-songed near his ear.
"I know so, now get back to work all this boring talk is giving me a migraine," Damon said dropping his grin.
"Nah I think I'm done for the night," Bonnie said sitting up and folding her arms over her chest.
With reflexes that only a powerful vampire could posses, Damon had her pinned underneath him.
"Damnit Damon, now I've got oil all over me!" Bonnie exclaimed glaring up at him.
"You say it like it's a bad thing, getting you oiled up was part of my diabolical plan," Damon said with a roll of his eyes.
Bonnie huffed indignantly but couldn't remove the grin on her face.