A/N: Hey guys sorry for the late update school and all, you know the jazz thanks for being patient. I hope I don't disappoint you, Enjoy the chap!
Chapter Five: Dameybear to the rescue!
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It was almost 10. And I, well, I was still in the shower. Emily's grimoire didn't want to rest so they occupied almost all my day. Besides I had to cook for Grams – lasagna, yummy. Thus at last; ending my painstaking journey by washing the dishes, cleaning up my room and then blah, blah, blah…
So now, though I didn't want to admit it, I was late. Just like Damon told me not to be. I took a quick shower not enjoying the warm water as I loved to do. The race to my room left wet spots everywhere. Heh we-
NOT with the wet thing AGAIN McCullough. Sigh.
What! No? Nooo I was simply going to say-wait no SHUT UP!
Ah ha!
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Hmpf…
Alright back to reality, hmm… No, nope. No time for drying now, I'd do that later.
I examined my tiny closet for some minutes. But I couldn't find anything to wear tonight. God, why was I acting this way? I really didn't care how other people saw me, I knew me, and that was enough.
"BIRDIE!" UGH! Again with the bird name? Wait shoot, Damon was already outside? I didn't even hear the car! "Bonbon, come on we have to go! Oh, hey Sheila, looking fine I must say." Oh god Damon… seriously?
"Hello Damon. Why thank you, I must say the same for you too dear boy, how are you?" I heard Grams reply at the same time a door shut close.
"Everything's fine, just looking for your beloved granddaughter… Is she ready?" Damon asked Grams. Shit! Hurry up, hurry up Bon!
"I don't know, she's still in her room. Go check if you want. But knock first, okay?"
I heard Damon's contagious laughter. "The witch deep inside the McCullough blood just never rest, huh?"
"Ever," I heard my grams tease and I rolled my eyes at Damon's lame attempt of joke.
I heard fast steps from the stairs and then a knock in my room's door. Uh-oh, I'm done for now.
"Bon, what are you doing? Are you ready? We need to go." I could sense the impatience from the tone of his voice. But I was still not ready at all.
"Hmm, almost…" I tried to sound as convincible as possible at the same time I rummaged in my closet.
He sighed. "Can I come in?"
"Hmm, wait a sec." God, my hands couldn't go faster! Practically all my clothes were on the floor right now and I… well, I was still not dressed. Great, just great… way to look like a complete idiot in front of Damon, douchebag!
"You are not even dressed, are you?" Damon sighed again behind the door as I inwardly groaned biting my lip.
Woops busted. "Not really—"
He cut me off. "Bonnie! I told you to be ready at 10, what-"
"I know, I know, I'm sorry but… I really don't know what to wear, Damon…" I mumbled at the end. God, I looked so superficial right now. This wasn't me at all.
"Why don't I come in and help you?" I heard him exhale as he always did when he tried to be patient.
"Wait a sec," I said as I put on my 'sleeping sweat'. "Come in,"
"As if I've never seen you with less than that," Damon rolled his eyes but smirked at me none the less.
And the red came again…"We were seven then," I stuck my tongue at him.
Damon made a face and started looking at every inch of my room. "Little red, I really thought you were a tidy person. Your room is a mess," he said as he took a shirt from the floor and put it on a chair.
"Yes, well, I was until now, I guess."
"Hmm, are you nervous because Mutt is gonna be there, huh?" He smirked with a seductive tone and sat on my bed. Was it because of that? The sound of his name made something weird to my stomach. No way was I going to confess that to Damon.
"Yeah, right, D. Will you bother me all night with him? Because I'd like to be prepared if so…" I stared at him to make my point clear, but his bewildered face made me smile. "What, Damon? Just laugh," I rolled my eyes and there the loud guffaw of his resounded in my tiny room.
"Sorry, it's just that it's funny seeing you all nervous for a guy," He shrugged then looked back up in my eyes with a smirk. I frowned watching him as his smirk did not reach his eyes. Huh? Okay I'm imaging things now…
I looked at him faking seriousness. "Can't you see me laughing? I am NOT nervous for god's sakes!"
"Sure, that's why you are chewing your bottom lip like that?" I was – I was chewing it like hell. I hadn't noticed it before but my lip almost hurt by now. Ungh dammit!
"I wasn't…" I complained as I stopped with the action and surrendered quickly averting my eyes to the floor away from his i-know-everything-you-are-thinking-because-i-think-i-am-a-god-called-Damon-Salvatore, gaze.
"Alright, maybe I'm a bit nervous, okay? What's the big deal, everyone is nervous from time to time!" I was almost hyperventilating right now. Yep, I was going crazy, totally whacko, loca. Yep, that's what you get for hanging around Salvatore over here all the damn time…
Damon slowly walked to my spot and sat beside me. "Just breathe Bon, its okay if you're nervous. Come on, let's get you something sexy to wear," He arched his eyebrows invitingly winking at me and then chuckled as I frowned at him. "Just kidding, let's get you something normal but amazing that screams out Bonnie McCullough, alright?"
I smiled at him. Why was he always so awesome? "I hate you," I grinned.
"Yeah, love you too," He laughed as he started searching all my clothes. It was going to be a long night.
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The noise of the bonfire reached the road. And with every mile less to reach the place, my heart beats rocketed over the moon. The jean skirt and blue shirt Damon helped me chose was making me feel cold but there was something exciting about this night… and well, maybe I did know the reason.
"We are almost there," Damon reassured me as we walked through a sand dune. Well, he walked; I stumbled every five seconds with my own feet. His arms were over my shoulders as he restrained me every time my feet threatened to let me fall. Let's not forget Damon's contagious laughter was with us in every movement, I just restrained myself to glare at him and concentrated on my feet walking carefully towards our destination. The sky was filled with shiny stars, making the night look like an immense night club with wind blowing.
We were almost there now, and the place looked amazing. A big, like literally, I mean seriously big bonfire was in the middle, some huge logs were surrounding around the bonfire for people to sit on, then there was a luxurious big truck near the bonfire with music pumping to the max, and finally people, people and… more people; actually teenagers to be more specific. I knew them all, but I was sure they all didn't know me. Most of them were seniors like me and Damon, and then there were older and younger ones.
In one of the corners, illuminated by the light of the fire…it was him. Matt's blond hair was a bit messed up by the wind and I could see his white teeth and his smile from my spot. I gulped. My heart pounced with force and my hands started to sweat. The hell I was nervous? Psshhtt I was going to have a freaking heart attack!
"Relax," I heard Damon whisper softly in my ear. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it lightly before tracing small circles on my palm like he always did to calm me down. Ha! Nothing was going to help but a big bucket of ice cold water to get me out of my panic attack. I cringed at the thought.
"Seriously Bon, you're shaking," Damon whispered one more time. I took some air and nodded. Why was I behaving like this? It was just a guy, nothing more. And besides I didn't like him, I was just nervous… just that… right?
"I'm calmed, I'm calmed," I kept repeating to myself till we were there and surprisingly it helped a bit, well and with Damon's arm around my shoulders for support too that is...
Everyone stared at us when we arrived. Well, maybe they were staring at Damon. Every girl was with an awed face as they looked at him from the bottom to the top giving him an overall check out actually to be precise, eye-fucking him would be the proper term. I rolled my eyes mentally at the thought and kept looking now seeing every guy with a respectful look on all their faces.
I understood them, Damon was pretty amazing. Hmm, as well as: understanding, funny, pretty sensitive for being a guy, with good taste, a good student (that is if you include the fact he pretty much dazzled all the teachers into giving him an A for everything, ha), oh and how could I forget he was an amazing swimmer. He had it all, but well, he was just Damon to me. The only person I was sure I'd never, ever forget. No matter how far we'd be, I'd always think of him because he just earned that, he was amazing. Oh and of course, the best thing – he thought that about me too.
Damon saluted with his eyes giving everyone that cocky smirk of his and just like that all those eyes were now posed on me. Not with the same expression then they were in Damon's but with skepticism. Almost all of them knew we were really close but they tried to deny it anyway because someone like him… how could he get along with someone like me?
My eyes searched through the rather large crowd and just as I had known Elena wasn't here. Ah, she must be with Shinichi, her former boyfriend. They had been together for almost a year now, and she was radiant but there was just something wrong I could feel it; something was really off about that guy and Elena was always ditching the subject about him when we talked…hmm or maybe I was really just overreacting. I mean if she was having any type of trouble she would have told me first thing because there was nothing at all she would keep from me, or was there?
Elena was my best girlfriend and possibly should could be pull-off to be the guy version of Damon although not all that cocky and arrogant; in many ways we had a lot of things we also shared in common. She was always the popular one, beautiful- unlike me no she was like an angel, she loved attention, she always got what she wanted and then like me she was loyal to her family, loved to make others happy and yes – we both dreamed of Romeo. The other major difference was, that she'd found him and I hadn't.
Damon's arm was on my back holding me and I knew he was trying to give me confidence by the act but then suddenly something shook his arm off my back and there it was… her. Katherine. Damon's stunning girlfriend. According to him, they were just hanging out and according to her he loved her more than anything in this world. Oh wait and then according to me, she was just a really snobby bitch. I bit my lip hard in annoyance; his life – his 'loves'.
"Heyy baby Dameybear!" Katherine shrieked in his ear and put her arms around his neck. She was a bit, only a 'bit' drunk; the wrench of the alcohol coming out of her mouth could be smelt a mile away. Good thing Damon wasn't on those things – he cared about himself too much to harm himself and besides, swimming was his life; he wouldn't screw it up for some teenage acceptance.
"Hey Kat," Damon mumbled back, restraining her arms a bit that were truly determined to get as much as Damon's neck as possible. Bitch! Was this her fail attempt at seducing Damon or was she trying to kill him?
The cow didn't even give me a single glance and just kept her leech-like feral fingers attached to Damon. I saw him gesturing at me with his eyes, trying to tell her I was at his side; pfft, like the attention whore would have noticed, ha nice joke! She hated me - that much was obvious and even Damon knew that but he would always try to tell me otherwise. I didn't blame her though; she knew what her position was and what was mine. She knew she could be one more in Damon's life and I couldn't, yep and that just pissed her off. Hehe
Speaking of the whore, she glared at me. "Oh, hi Bon," and with that she laid her rotted lips on his perfect ones and kissed him hard. Damon's eyes widened with the unexpected action but he was too much of a gentleman to pull her away. I mumbled a 'hi' and 'it's Bonnie to you whore' then taking that as my cue I turned around to the side ready to leave.
I knew this would happen. I just knew it. Why did I let him convince me and I didn't listen to my own instincts? That whore, ugh! I knew I would end up alone and bored and with all the jerks looking at me as if I were a monkey, totally in another place-
Two hands on my bare shoulders made me lose the trace of my pathetic thoughts and I smelt a familiar cologne fill the air around me. "I told you I wasn't going to leave you alone tonight Bonnie," Damon whispered in my ear and smirked – my favorite one.
Stupid me. He was amazing, my Damon, my best friend of course he would keep his promise. "Kat? " I arched an eyebrow.
He shrugged with an annoyed scowl. "Somewhere around, I guess. Like I give a fuck birdie, she's obviously showing herself off in some way ha," Damon rolled his crystal blue eyes.
I smiled but couldn't help making a face just to tease him further. "I thought she'd already done that with the short skirt and the big cleavage."
He chuckled and messed his hair up. "Yeah, well, I guess she's still not done, ah like I said who gives two fucks?" We ended the talk and sat on a log near the bonfire. I guess my goose bump skin made Damon realize I was cold. I lifted my face up to the sky and watched the stars.
"Why is it that you love the stars so much?" Damon asked mimicking my action.
I sighed. "I don't know, I guess I like to think there is so much more things out there. Maybe there are so many different ways of lives and beings we don't even think of… I guess I like to look at it and think they are staring back…"
"That's a pretty nerdy explanation birdie, but I must say I've never thought about it in that way." He smiled at me in a way that made my face heat up. Ah thank god it was dark out here!
"Yeah, I'm a bit weird, aren't I?" I laughed. But it was true.
He shook his head and placed it on my shoulder. "You are just unique, and in the good way."
Hello red, welcome to my face again! "You are making me blush, you jerk."
"Yeah, I tend to produce that to the chicks," Damon gave me a smug look and I messed his hair up giggling lightly with teasing eyes.
"You are crazy Dameybear! Hahahahah-"
"UGH! Do not EVER call me that again! I don't see what I saw in her, ugh…but like I was going to say before you interrupted me, you are too" He shot me a dirty look as I repeated the nickname Kat had called him not so long ago before grinning at me and then placed his eyes in the middle of the bonfire. "Oh, and by the way, don't freak out, but Mutt is staring at you."
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I froze. My eyes were still in the sky; I was too afraid to look down.
"W-what?" I choked out lamely.
"That Mutt is-"
"I know what, I heard you!" I hissed at him low shooting him a glare. "I meant to say, are you sure? Like sure, sure? Maybe he is staring at someone behind me?" I arched my head so I could see at my back, but there was just more night there and no one else. Oh my god I probably look like a total retard right now…oh god.
Damon chuckled loudly capturing a few people's attention near us before shaking his head with a sigh. "Yes red, I'm pretty sure he's looking at you. Son of a-guess what? I'll tell you more, he's now looking at your legs now," I heard Damon growl beside me but I couldn't hear anything at that moment, my cheeks burned at the thought of Matt Honeycuttstaring at no one else but…me?
I instinctively put my hands on my legs to cover them. Yeah sure, as if my hands would cover all my legs - no way was thatskinny. "Are you serious?" I mumbled still looking up at the sky.
"Totally… Alright, I think the bastard has seen your legs enough. Time to end the peep show mother fucker," Damon's voice came harder now with a hint of annoyance and a lot of anger and maybe, oh what was that-jealously? I shook my head at the thought and then giggled noticing Damon cover my legs up with his jacket.
"I think the same, is he still looking at my legs?" My heart beats were over 200. If I thought I'd have a heart attack before, I was completely wrong. NowI was going to have a heart attack – it was just matter of time.
"Mmm," Damon glanced up casually one more time and then he looked at me again with that cocky badboy grin earning him a what-in-the-fuck-did-you-do-now look from me "Not now birdie, he's looking at me now. Whey! Didn't know he swung the other way too hah-OW!"
"Good. Shut up. Now what's his face like now?"
"Desire… he's looking at my legs," He bit his bottom lip in a sexy way and winked at me in a dirty manner.
I giggled loudly and whacked him playfully this time. "Shut up, you pig!" Thank god, at least the tension had decreased a bit; this is one of the reasons why I loved Damon so much!
"Alright, he's walking towards us now, just ACT NORMAL Bonbon, calm down!" Damon took my hand that was behind the log and squeezed it. Did I hear well?
"WHAT? Is he coming here?" I whispered, almost chocking again.
"Yes, he is. Just calm down, Bonnie," He squeezed my hand one more time but I was almost at the edge of the heart attack now, yep, just minutes and I'd be a nothing on the floor. Hasta la vista, baby!
"Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God-" That kept on coming off my system without any warning.
Damon was almost strangulating my right hand by now. "Just act normal, jeez…" He shook his head and placed me straight on the log so my eyes were directly to the front. Thanks a lot, bestfriend!
"Hey," The deep voice of Matt sounded just a foot from where I was sitting. He smiled at me and stayed there, waiting for my answer as I watched him with a dazed look. Oh. My. God. His voice was sooo hot!
I tried to reply back coolly but nope, my body wouldn't react. It was totally shocked, as if a plug had just unplugged from my brain and I was as still as a vegetable. Worse – vegetables don't have a mouth, and I did, oh and did I mention it was completely hanging open at the moment. Oh god…
Damon incorporated himself by my side and I could sense his disapproving stare intently on my nape before I heard his soft voice. "Hey Mutt, what's up?" Damon talked with a casual no-care-in-the-world voice. Oh, hewas my savior? HAH! HIS NAME IS MATT YOU IDIOT, NOOO! Well, I guess it was the least thing he could do after throwing me to the wolves like that.
"er hey Damon, nothing, just chilling…" I saw Matt shrugging his shoulders in front of me. He was now looking at Damon but kept glancing at me from time to time. "So… Bonnie, am I right?" Matt said pointing at me. Oh my…he knew MY name? Eeeeek!
Heh now guess what I did? LAUGHED. Yes, I laughed a dorky laugh. The ones that always appear in the movies when the hot guy goes and talks to the nerd girl and the only sounds that escapes her throat is a weird laugh, like the one of a donkey? Exactly, that was my case.
Matt made a face but at my surprise he then smiled back and the color reached my face one more time – I swear if I could kill red, oh, how dead it would be!
"haha yea Bon has a sore throat, that's why she isn't talking that much." Damon came one more time to save the night, clearing his throat as he slipped out a little white lie as he hit me slightly on my back with his shoulder – obviously trying to see if I could react with that. Sorry, I'm completely mute.
"Too many parties?" Matt grinned teasingly. Yeah – sure it was that, not that I was almost going to pass out for you.
I tilted my head from side to side and covered my arms with my hands.
He looked at them for a second. "Oh, maybe you're cold? You want my jacket?" He arched his eyebrows at the same time he started taking his blue jacket off. Blue jacket + blue shirt = match! Yep, I'm a looser.OH MY GOD TALK MCCULLOUGH YOU MORON!
I was starting to shake my head totally embarrassed when Damon took control again. "Oh, that'd be great! She was actually just telling me how cold she was, right Bonbon?" Damon looked at me with a I'm-gonna-kill-you-if-you-don't-talk-right-now face and hit my back one more time. I made my best to make my system work and nodded.
Matt sighed deeply and frowned a bit. "Salvatore I thought you more of a gentleman, was this lady going to be cold if I hadn't arrived?" His tone was one of a joke but Damon tensed a bit at my side his fists clenched. Uh-oh… cmon voice FUCKING STARTING WORKING!
"Yeah, well, luckily you came, eh?" Damon replied with a neutral face as he stood up from the log. I looked at him with pleading eyes and he gave me a 'chill-out' look in response. My lip was almost aching again with pressure I was applying to it with my nervous teeth. Crap he was pissed off but why? And oh gosh Matt…
"Yeah, luckily…" Matt then finished taking off the jacket and gave it to me with a swift movement and when he put it on my hand, he brushed my palm slightly with his fingers, producing an electric reaction to the action.
I gasped softly and took a deep breath. Come on, Bonnie, just woman up! "Thanks," I managed to murmur despite the nervousness and put it on. I had to admit it smelled really really good.
"No problem," He grinned back and sat in the place Damon was just a few moments ago.
From the corner of my eyes I saw Damon kicking some rocks with his shoes on the ground. "So…" He started then sighed tired. "I'll just go look what Kat's doing, maybe she's done now." He winked at me making me roll my eyes and started walking to the bonfire.
Alright Bonnie, just take a deep breath and remember that you've been doing it since you were born? Giving air to your system and then taking it out, then in, then out, so you don't die?My brain was trying to help me with basic tutorials on how to survive but I was still at the edge of my now new friend, 'the heart attack'.
Matt looked at me and smiled again. "So, you and Damon are pretty good friends, huh?"
I smiled back and tried to relax. "Yes, we really are…"
"That's cool; I'd love to have a best girlfriend." He said the last word with an implicit tone that brought that weird feeling to my stomach again.
"Well, it's not that difficult really…" I shrugged.
"But you're friends, friendsor friends with… benefits?" He said the last part a bit ashamed as if he knew it was none of his business.
My eyes widened with the question. "What? No, no—just friends, friends." I laughed at the craziness of the situation. Luckily this time, the laughter went out in a normal way – well, normal in me, at least.
He chuckled and scrutinized every inch of my face with his eyes. "Why are you laughing?"
"It's just weird that people think Damon and I can have something else than just friendship," I shook my head with the thought. It was a really crazy thought.
"It's not that uncommon, lots of relationships start like friends and end like a romantic one," He came a bit closer to me and I thought my heart would explode from my chest. Good thing it didn't. "But I'm glad that's not your case," He whispered in my ear with a soft smile.
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A/N: Soooo…what will happen next huh huh? Any guesses? Oo is Damon jealous we see and what is happening between Birdie and Mutt? Btw anyone else agree 'Kat' is a total whore? Ugh anywhoo like it? PLEASE REVIEW and leave me your thoughts^_^ I have a feeling no one is reading this..hmm…
Next Chapter:
' "I guess," Matt sighed and stared to the front. "Oh, I think Salvatore is looking for you?"
Damon was walking to our spot rather fast, his expression darkened. uh-oh…
"He is. I guess we should get going…" I said quickly as I started to get his jacket off. '
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