Author's note: I am FINALLY getting this out here. It took me forevah to write this. People wanted to see jealous!Damon, so I did that. I even did jealous!Bonnie, also. Okay, so this chapter I basically based on the 19th episode, Miss Mystic Falls. That's what's happening in this chapter, and the things like Stefan's blood lust are still in this, but Bonnie doesn't ignore Stefan in this. (But really, she doesn't have any exchanges with him.) A difference is that Bonnie wasn't with her Aunt, she's just been really shut off from everyone else, so she's kind of out of the loop. I'll quickly tell you what I thought about the last episode.

I LOVED IT! (Especially Paul Wesley. He is amazing as Stefan.)(I have this weakness for flashback episodes.)

Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries. If I did, it'd be all about Damon and Bonnie (with some Stefan/Elena and Jeremy/Anna thrown in for good measure.)

The Miss Mystic Falls pageant was the talk of the town.

Bonnie would have forgotten all about it if Caroline didn't talk about it every 5 seconds.

They were currently walking to their last class of the day, and Caroline was talking about how Matt couldn't make it to the event.

"That's too bad, Caroline." Bonnie offered.

It's better to agree with whatever she says.

They reached their classroom and took their seats.

"Well, Andrew said he would take me anyway. I just hope he keeps his hands to himself."

"Yep."

When will my dad be home? I'll just go to Damon's.

"Who are you going with?" Caroline asked.

"What?" Bonnie asked, shaken out of her reverie.

"Who are you going to the pageant with?"

"We have to have dates?"

She was confused.

"Well, I just thought that you'd want to have some fun. You've just been so distant lately. I know what happened to your Grams hit you really hard, but all you do is spend time at home."

Bonnie looked down.

Yeah, that's what I do.

"Oh, God." Caroline said. "I'm sorry. I have no filter; you know that."

"It's fine." Bonnie assured her. "You're right. It's just taken a while to get used to things without her."

I'm such a liar.

"I just want you to have some fun, maybe even with a guy." Caroline said.

Bonnie's face was impassive, trying to keep the laughter at bay.

"Maybe."

It was all Bonnie had to offer at the moment.

The bell had rang for class to start, and Bonnie turned towards the front, signaling the end of the conversation.

Bonnie sat in her car in the almost empty parking lot after school, replaying Caroline's words over and over in her head.

People will start asking questions if I don't do normal 'Bonnie' things.

She started her car and drove to the Salvatore boarding house.

Bonnie knocked on the door, and, with that familiar swagger in his step, Damon opened the door with a smile.

"What a lovely surprise." He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Bonnie just pushed past him to walk inside.

She heard Damon close the door and travel over to her.

Without a thought, Bonnie turned around, grabbed his face in her hands, and began kissing him.

She needed to be mindless.

He snaked his arms around her waist.

She needed to assure herself that nothing was wrong with her.

He pushed her jacket off.

She needed to know that somebody could tell when she was lying.

He didn't notice at all.

Bonnie pulled away from his lips.

"Let's go upstairs." She said.

Damon nodded before grabbing the backs of her legs and hoisting her up.

She wrapped her legs around his midsection and continued kissing him.

She trusted him enough to know where he was going.

She used to be such a nice girl.

Afterwards, Bonnie didn't wait in bed to cuddle or kiss or whatever they did.

She couldn't think as she pulled her clothes on while Damon laid in bed.

He was watching her in puzzlement.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

She ignored him.

"Where's my bra?"

Damon looked pointedly at the lamp across the room, on which her bra had been haphazardly flung.

She quickly clasped it on and put her shirt on over it.

He sighed.

Bonnie turned to look at him.

"Yes?"

"Why are you getting dressed?"

"I have school tomorrow."

Damon rolled his eyes.

"That's never stopped you before." He mumbled under his breath.

Bonnie finally had all of her clothing on and she looked at Damon.

He still laid in bed.

Naked.

He watched her watching him.

"See something you like?" He said, smirking.

"Are you going to the Miss Mystic Falls pageant?" She abruptly asked.

His smirk faltered.

"Yes." He answered. "I'm part of the Founders' Council; I have to go."

Bonnie nodded her head in understanding.

He looked at her in interest.

Egging her on to say something.

"I was just wondering-"

She stopped.

Wrung her hands.

Just do it.

"Maybe we should go together." She finished.

And then the smirk was gone.

"That's not a good idea." He said, shaking his head.

Maybe she didn't think this through.

"Why?" She asked.

"It just isn't."

"What?"

She just wanted people to see that she was moving past Grams' passing.

"Look, we're not together. This isn't some wonderful relationship where we act all cute or stare into each other's eyes in amazement. It's exactly what it looks like: two people who have sex on a regular basis. That's it. You're the one that decided we should do this in the first place."

Bonnie could already feel the tears in her eyes.

She turned away from him.

Scoffed.

Quickly walked to the door.

"Life's just one, big disappointment!" She heard him shout and she made her way to the stairs.

I'm so dense, dim, foolish, idiotic, moronic, laughable. Stupid.

"It's not as disappointing after you die." He said to himself.

The next day, at school, Bonnie watched Stefan and Elena.

It was lunchtime, and almost all the seniors were outside enjoying the weather.

She could see why Damon wanted Elena.

It wasn't just that she was Elena; what he really wanted was the stability.

Or maybe he wanted to corrupt her stability.

Maybe since he's tainted me, she's more important now.

Caroline came bouncing over to Bonnie.

"Hey!" Caroline said.

But, then she noticed Bonnie.

"Hey. Are you okay?"

She touched Bonnie's arm.

"I'm fine. Just kind of tired."

She attempted a reassuring smile.

They fell into an uncomfortable silence.

"Caroline," Bonnie began. "I was thinking about what you said yesterday, about a date for the pageant."

"Really?" Caroline smiled.

"Do you think you could help me find someone to take me?"

"Yeah!" She said. "Do you have anyone in mind?"

Bonnie blinked.

Cleared her throat.

Looked at Stefan and Elena again.

"No."

Peter.

That was the name of the guy that Caroline had found Bonnie.

He was nice enough.

But, he didn't make her feel anything.

He had picked her up in his mom's Honda Civic.

Was a perfect gentleman.

Tried to make small talk.

When they arrived, Bonnie wasn't allowed to see either Caroline or Elena, as they were busy getting ready.

"I'll get us some drinks." Peter said after they had taken off their coats.

Bonnie smoothed away an invisible wrinkle on her black dress as he walked away.

She glanced around the foyer, unconsciously looking for a head of raven hair.

Stop it.

She immediately put her head down, and walked over to where the rest of the guests were.

She observed Jeremy and the vampire girl, Anna.

Bonnie slightly smiled to herself.

She looked to her left for Peter.

Bonnie saw Damon.

He was lingering by the way to the stairs, making sure no one was watching him.

What is he doing?

His eyes instantly found hers.

She turned around so her back was to him.

Please don't let him do anything.

Bonnie?

"Bonnie."

It was Peter with the drinks.

She turned around to accept her drink, and she glanced towards where Damon was.

He was gone.

"Are you okay?" Peter asked.

"I'm fine."

She was saying that a lot lately.

Bonnie had wanted to stand next to the stairs to see both Caroline and Elena's walk, but there were too many people crowded in that area.

She had taken to the back terrace with the rest of the people.

The sun felt good on her skin.

The first couple had walked out, and people began to clap.

One by one the couples gathered on the terrace.

Bonnie clapped even louder when Caroline stepped out with Andrew.

There were a few dead seconds where Elena was supposed to have emerged, and Bonnie looked around.

Finally, Elena came out.

With Damon.

Bonnie was the only one that didn't clap.

The song began to play, and Damon and Elena started dancing.

Their hands stood centimeters from each other, their feet turning their bodies in circles.

I want to go.

Please don't.

There it was again.

Damon's voice.

In her head.

What are you doing? Why can I hear you?

Well, your mind was basically screaming at me. What else was I supposed to do?

Where's Stefan?

She saw him chance a look at her, breaking eye contact with Elena.

I don't know.

The music slowed to a stop, and Damon and Elena's dance awkwardly stopped.

Bonnie noted that he wasn't paying attention to the steps at all, his mind too occupied with their non-verbal discussion.

When the clapping subsided, couples paired up to dance.

"Would you like to dance?" Peter asked Bonnie.

She looked over and saw someone else asking Elena to dance, to which she accepted.

Damon walked over to the sidelines.

"I'd love to."

Peter looked surprised in the change in his date's interest in him.

They walked to the dance floor, and Bonnie wrapped her arms around Peter's neck.

He placed his hands on her hips.

They swayed to the music, and Bonnie even found herself slightly enjoying it.

The song ended, and they stepped apart.

"Let's go inside." Bonnie suggested.

When they walked in, Bonnie saw Damon leaning against the bar.

His gaze landed on her and Peter, and his lips pursed in annoyance.

He straightened, grabbed his tumbler of whiskey, and strolled over to the pair.

"Hello." Damon said, his smirk set into place.

Bonnie threw out a thin smile.

"Hi."

Damon turned to Peter.

"Hi. I'm Damon Salvatore."

"I'm Peter. You're the one that escorted Elena Gilbert, right?"

"That's me." He replied.

"So…what brings you over here?" Peter asked.

"Oh, just wanted to check up on Bonnie here." Damon's eyes flickered to her.

"Are you guys friends?" Peter smiled.

"Something like that." Damon said, winking.

With that, he paraded away.

Bastard…

"I'm going to go to the restroom real quick." Bonnie said.

Without an answer she walked away.

She made her way to the stairs and stalked up them.

Where are you?!

She opened the first door on her right.

Cold.

Shut the door.

Walked down the hallway.

Warmer.

Step.

Warmer.

Step.

Warmer.

Step.

Colder.

Bonnie stopped and turned towards the door she just past.

She grasped the knob in her hands and reluctantly turned it.

Inside, she saw Damon sitting on the bed.

"What's with the trembling date?" He sarcastically asked.

"For someone that didn't want to be seen with me in public, you're on your way to the rumor mill with that little comment you made to Peter."

"Must you bring that up?"

"Must you be an asshole all the time?"

"I honestly don't care."

"Well, you could at least try to be civil to Peter."

"Where did you even find him?"

"Caroline set us up."

He scoffed.

"That's explains it."

"Your asshole-ness is kicking in."

He held up his hands in defense.

"She has terrible taste in men. Did you see how that guy was acting? He can barely keep it in his pants with you around. I saw his roaming hands when you two were dancing."

Pause.

"You were watching us?" Bonnie asked, a smirk playing at her lips.

"Don't change the subject."

"You know, I kind of liked dancing with him. He's so nice and very good-looking."

"Don't." He growled.

"I wonder how he would be if he loosened up a bit."

Now she was playing with him.

"Bonnie." He warned.

She stepped closer to him.

"What's that I detect in your voice? Is that jealousy?" She falsely gasped.

"No." He said.

"Yes. Yes, it is." She said, sauntering away from him.

She turned around to face him and there he was.

He backed her up against the wall, their eyes never breaking away from each other.

Damon lifted a hand to play with Bonnie's curls.

"I just don't like seeing other people incorrectly handling what's mine."

"Maybe you wouldn't have to see other people handling what's yours if you had just said yes to coming here with me."

He pushed away from her.

She followed him closely.

"What? You don't have anything to say?"

He suddenly caught her lips with his in a heated kiss.

Her fingers found his hair and his hands rubbed along her curves.

Damon turned them around and lead Bonnie to lay down on the bed.

He covered her body with his and he settled himself between her legs.

She turned them over so she was on top, and she could feel his hands trailing up her thighs.

He exposed more and more of her leg as he pushed her dress higher.

Damon halted.

He pulled away from the kiss.

"Wait." He said.

"What?"

He stilted then instantly sat up.

"Sherriff Forbes is looking for me."

Bonnie moved off of him, and they fixed anything that had gone askew in the whole exchange.

"You should go first." Damon said.

Bonnie nodded and walked out of the room.

She found her way downstairs and found Peter exactly where she had left him.

"Man, what took you so long?"

"You wouldn't believe the line for the restroom!" Bonnie exclaimed.

Peter politely laughed.

"You should go mingle." Bonnie offered.

Peter was going to protest, but thought against it and went to talk to a buddy he had seen earlier.

Bonnie saw Caroline with a 'Miss Mystic Falls' sash and a crown.

She regretted not being there when her friend won, but smiled at the thought of what she had been doing instead.

She saw Elena walking, and was going to ask what Caroline's face looked like when she won, but she stopped when she saw Damon talking to Elena.

Elena grabbed her coat and followed Damon outside.

Bonnie decided to follow and grabbed her coat as well.

She heard screaming and saw Stefan feeding on a girl.

"Stefan!" Elena shouted.

Damon stopped her from going too close.

"Come on, Stefan." He said, holding his hand out.

Bonnie stopped at the sight.

Stefan's mouth was dripping blood and his eyes glinted with rage as he threw Damon towards a group of trees.

He advanced towards Damon and didn't relent even when Elena yelled for him to stop.

Bonnie closed her eyes and focused all her energy into stopping Stefan.

He grabbed his head in pain and cried out.

Damon looked at her in astonishment.

Stefan finally stopped and Bonnie ceased.

Stefan looked around him and then, he ran.

Sherriff Forbes inspected the area when she got there.

"She doesn't remember anything." She said.

"It's a good thing the girls got here when they did because she lost a lot of blood." Damon replied.

"You didn't see anything?" The Sherriff directed at them.

They both shook their heads, and Elena said something.

But, all Bonnie care about was how the girl was.

"Is she going to be okay?" Bonnie asked.

"Looks like it, yeah."

Sherriff Forbes suggested that they get back to the party, and Bonnie and Elena turned to walk.

Be careful.

I will.

Bonnie didn't feel like being at the party anymore, so she convinced Peter to take her home.

"I'm sorry I was such a bad date." She said while his mom's car sat in her driveway.

"It's okay. I wasn't that great either."

Bonnie shrugged her shoulders, opened the car door, and walked into her house.

After she had gotten out of the dress, scrubbed the makeup off her face, and slipped into some comfortable pajamas, Bonnie felt incomplete.

Like something was missing.

A sharp knock was heard at her window and she smiled, knowing who it was.

She opened the window and pulled Damon inside.

Once every part of him was safe, she threw her arms around him and held on.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

She shook her head.

He brought his arms around her.

"This was a bad week." He said.

"I accept your apology."

Damon slightly smiled at her muffled words.

She reluctantly let go of him.

"I can't really stay long. I have to handle things with Stefan."

"That's okay." Bonnie said.

She pushed his jacket off.

"Take your shoes off." She said.

He complied and she walked over to turn her lamp off.

She pulled back her covers and slipped in.

She grasped for his hand in the darkness and pulled him to lie beside her.

She curled into him.

"Just hold me. Just for a little while." Bonnie said to Damon.

I'm a terrible person, I know!

I didn't put ANY sexin' in this.

But, there was some almost sexin'!

That has to count for something.

I think there were some really sweet moments in this anyway.

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