A/N: This is an AU and OOC story. I hope you all enjoy!

Stefan's Diary Chapter 3: Sweet Revenge

Bonnie woke up the following morning. She looked around her living room. She furrowed her brow, then remembered why she had slept on the couch. "Kai," she whispered.

She lethargically got off the sofa and ran to her room. She was sure that what happened between her and Kai was a nightmare, until she looked upon the complete destruction that was now her bedroom.

A disappointed look crossed her face, but she didn't let regret linger over her for long. She waved her hand across the room. She watched unenthusiastically as her magic whipped her bedroom quickly back into shape, right down to repairing her broken window.

After fixing her bedroom, she went to the bathroom. Not only did she need to take a shower, she was hoping this shower would wash away the guilt she felt from sleeping with the man that tried to kill her and her best friend more than once. She turned on the shower and then sat down on the toilet to relieve her nagging bladder.

She clenched her vagina muscles. The soreness immediately reminded her of the dirty thing that she had done in the forest with Kai. At first, she felt confounded about fucking him, but then she remembered how she had lost three long years of dating and potentially getting to know other loyal and good men who were her equal, because she had wasted so much of her time on Jeremy Gilbert.

Bonnie's frown immediately turned into a devilish grin when she remembered how she felt about Kai when they first met. She thought that he was so cute. She was even willing to help him until she found out that he was a sociopath, but in the end, she was happy that she got a chance to be with him. She was happy that she had experienced something new, dark, and dirty.

She clenched her vagina muscles, again, relishing in how Kai fucked, and was completely doting on her.

She even giggled when she thought about their dirty talk and how elated Kai was to be with her. A part of her felt that after he settled things with his family, she would see him again, but she wasn't so sure that their next encounter would be as fun and lustful but more of a tragic one.

Bonnie put her focus back on getting ready for school. She took her shower, dressed, ate a light breakfast, and then went to her classes. She decided to go to college closer to home for her prerequisites and then go back to Whitmore later, because of all the things that had happened, she didn't currently feel comfortable going to Whitmore.

She sat in class trying to concentrate, but not really participating. She looked at her cellphone every five minutes. She still had hoped that Damon would call her. She was determined not to call him. She was the woman. It was his duty to earn her, and run after her, not the other way around.

Bonnie's phone finally came alive. She frowned when she saw that it was Jeremy. Her phone rang, again, and this time it was Matt. She was at her wits end with hearing from guys that she didn't want.

After three long hours of classes, she went to The Grill for a bite to eat. She was happy that Matt no longer worked there. She really didn't feel like running into him. She walked through the door of the restaurant and was happy that she didn't see anyone she knew. She sat down, ordered a grilled chicken salad and a glass of water with lemon. She cracked open her books and waited on the waiter to bring back her food.

"Hello, darling."

Bonnie heard a British accent call to her. She slowly lifted her gaze to see who it was.

"Ugh, it's you," she said nastily upon seeing that it was Enzo.

Enzo snickered. "May I sit?" he asked.

"No," she sassed, but Enzo didn't leave. He continued to stand there with a contrite look on his face.

She widened her eyes angrily at him and then shooed him away with a wave of her hand.

"Bonnie, please," he implored.

She looked at him curiously for a few minutes before agreeing. "Ugh, sit."

"Thank you," he said and then sat down.

"What do you want?"

"I want to apologize, and I want to thank you for giving me back my life."

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously at him, and her appearance softened. She couldn't believe that Enzo was apologizing and thanking her. She couldn't comprehend everything that had happened to her in the last forty-eight hours. Damon had admitted that he cared deeply for her. Matt came on to her. She and Kai fought and had hate sex, and now Enzo was apologizing and thanking her.

"You didn't deserve to be saved, Enzo. You were cruel and disrespectful to me. You killed yourself and then tried to blame Stefan for your death. What idiot does that?" she ridiculed.

Enzo shamefully lowered his head. He pondered over Bonnie's words and wondered what he could say to get her to see that he was sincere in his apology.

"You're right, Bonnie. I am an idiot, and the way I treated you was wrong, but have you ever done something that you regretted? Have you ever been so angry with yourself that you blamed everyone else but yourself because you were, too, ashamed to admit you were a fuck up?"

Bonnie thought about her romantic encounter with Damon and Kai. She then thought about how she sacrificed her own life so that Jeremy could live. Next, she thought about what she had lost in bringing Jeremy back to life for a second time. She then thought about the loss of her father and her dignity.

"I do regret some things," she said lowly.

"What?" he asked.

"I regret bringing Jeremy back to life."

"Why? You love him." A puzzling glance highlighted his face.

"If I hadn't brought Jeremy back, my dad would still be alive today, and if I hadn't brought Jeremy back, I wouldn't be sitting here today, feeling ashamed because he cheated on me, again," she said, then gave a sorrowful laugh.

"That little fucker." Enzo grimaced. "Do you want me to kick his ass?"

Bonnie laughed. "No, it's not that serious. Besides, I'm not that upset about what he did anymore. Too many other things have happened to me since then." She lulled in thought, then gave Enzo an affronted look.

Enzo snorted. "You're in love with Damon, aren't you?" Bonnie's eyes went wide in horror and humiliation.

"No. I. Am. Not," she stuttered and lowered her head in shame.

An awkward silence fell between them. Enzo held back a tickle.

"…and besides, he's in love with Elena," she said sarcastically. She couldn't help but put that out into the air, her painful reminder on how she could never have the man of her dreams, because duh, her best friend.

"Pfft, please. Do you really think their toxic relationship is going to last? Since Damon has been back, he's been different. I think he realizes what a mistake he made in being with Elena."

"You think so?" Bonnie piqued happily with interest.

"I know so," he confirmed.

Another awkward silence descended upon them. The waiter came back with Bonnie's salad. Enzo watched as Bonnie ate her food insatiably. He smiled.

"May I pay for your lunch?"

"Duh." Bonnie giggled in a matter-of-fact tone.

Enzo laid a hundred-dollar bill out on the table. Bonnie widened her eyes, stunned.

"That's way too much."

"I know, but considering all that you've done for me, I don't think it's enough." He gave her an affectionate grin. She returned his kindness.

"Well, I better go. I've got things to do and places to go." He gave her another fond look, and then took off.

Later that night, Bonnie sat in her living room doing homework, and like in class, she could hardly focus. She was still desperate to hear from Damon.

The fleeting and desirous moment that she had with Kai was becoming a distant memory, something for her diary and her deepest and darkest secrets. Kissing Matt was something she would treasure, but she did feel a little bit put out with herself for doing so because now he was hounding her, but with Damon, she wanted so much more, she wanted forever.

Bonnie jumped at the sound of her doorbell. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but every time she would hear a doorbell, a phone ringing, or a car honking, she thought that it could be Damon.

She threw her books aside. She quickly stood and straightened her clothing and hair. She sauntered to the entrance, pretending not to have a care in the world when what she really wanted to do was run to the door and rip it open.

She gripped the doorknob, then slowly opened the door. Her hopes went tumbling down when she saw that it was Enzo and not Damon. She was really peeved at the fact that he had come to her house unannounced, but she couldn't be rude to the guy who had bought her lunch and left enough change for her to fill up her car and buy herself dinner.

"Hey… Enzo," she welcomed a bit dryly.

"I've got a surprise for you." he beamed. "Come on out lover boy!" he yelled, then out came a naked Jeremy.

Jeremy ran to the door, his penis flopping all about.

"Oh my God! Did you compel him?" She questioned, gripping her chest, flabbergasted

She was extremely put out with Jeremy, but not to the point where she wanted retribution for his slights.

"Do like we rehearsed lover boy." Enzo chuckled.

"I'm so sorry for cheating on you, Bonnie. I was an ass. Let me prove how much I love you," Jeremy recited robotically as he jogged in place.

"Oh my God!" Bonnie gasped, trying desperately not to laugh. She felt bad for Jeremy, but she couldn't help but feel tickled by the sight before her.

Jeremy ran off the porch, down the walkway, then down the street, naked, and screamed at the top of his lungs that he was, "A miserable cheater."

Bonnie hopped off the porch and watched in astonishment as Jeremy jogged through her neighborhood shouting.

"Merry Christmas darling," Enzo said as he walked up alongside Bonnie and wrapped his arm over her shoulders.

She looked up at him, smiling, then shook her head as she wrapped an arm around his waist and gave him a friendly hug.

"From this day forward, Bonnie, no one better fuck with you- ever," Enzo avowed with a menacing look in his eyes, his sights fixed on Jeremy, running down the street.

Bonnie smiled up at Enzo. "I've always wanted a big brother."

"…and now you have one. Do you want to go torture Liv?"

Bonnie shrugged. "Mm, why not."

They caught each other's eyes and burst into a fit of laugther.