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I swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth


The girls were having a girly gossip, mostly about guys, school and their most recent sexcapades and whatnot; almost making Bonnie forget the reason why she was there in the first place. Caroline had that very mischievous twinkle in her blue eyes it suddenly changed to a stern look. "If I don't ask you this, it means I have failed in my duty as a top ranking member of The Bec Sisterhood." She lifted up her right hand as if she was pledging her allegiance to a sorority. "Common, you gotta tell me, how big?"

Bonnie instantly sat up excitedly on the bed with a wide grin on her face then acted shyly, feigning ignorance. "Bonnie, you have been holding out on me for a very long time, spill."

The witch scooted closer to her friend and covered Care's left ear with her hand as if she didn't want anyone else to hear. Care gasped in wonderment with her mouth open wide; Bonnie nodded to emphasize that what she had just whispered was true then asked, "Huge right?"

"Are you kidding me? He is better than huge and seriously packing, let me have him if you don't want him." With that said, the smile on Bonnie's face vanished, Care caught on really fast to her change in countenance. "You do want him, don't you?"

"I not sure what I want, but what I know is that I don't want him to be with other girls. It makes me mad and insecure but if I'm not with him then I don't have the right to hold him back do I?"

"What you are feeling is called jealously."

"But why would I be jealous? I have dated guys who are better looking, better educated and richer than Damon."

"You two just click; you two just fit together as one." She clapped her hands together causing an echoing noise in the room. "Because those other guys are not him, because you actually feel something for him, something you did not feel for other guys. You know you feel something deep inside and it kills you that he could possibly have a hold over your heart especially when you have vowed never to give it to anyone and I think he feels the same way about you too."

"Damon likes the idea of-"

"Save the pretense and lies for Elena, maybe she'll believe you. That boy has been in love with you since I can remember; everyone can see it except you. He is pulling you towards him while you are pushing him away, and at some point babe, something's got to give. I say go for it. It's not just sex he wants you know, he really want to be with you. Guys like that don't come around very often and when they do, they don't stick around for too long if they feel the girl is playing games. I think he's been more than patient, you need to get yourself together and decide what you want."

She got up and began pacing again, making Care nervous in the process. Her voice was starting to tremble. "But I don't wanna play games with him; I'm not playing games with him, I just don't want to be the one who hurts him."

Care walked over to her friend, speaking right behind her. "And you don't want him to be the one who breaks your heart. Look hun, loving someone comes with the risk of getting hurt or hurting them in return, he knows that and so do you but the question is can you be happy without him as your man. Can you watch him date other girls? Can you help him pick out an engagement ring when he finally lets go of your heart in an attempt to love someone else? Can you stand by him at the altar and watch him commit to her for eternity? Can you make a toast at their wedding reception wishing them all the joy and happiness in the world? Can you throw baby showers for his wife? Can you stand as the godmother of his children? Can you attend his children's graduation, weddings, and childbirths? Can you watch him grow old with someone else? Can you do all these things without any form of regrets in your heart? If you can't do just one of these things without regrets then you need to explore this" she made air quotes with her fingers, "thing that you have with him."

The girls conversation went from go for it to Bonnie yelling obscenities against Damon over the phone, she was just angry and confused because Caroline unveiled the feelings she wasn't even sure existed. She was not sure she could watch him do all those things with another woman. The poor guy had no idea why she was so pissed off, he thought he was the one who was supposed to be mad, he ended up yelling obscenities right back at her while Care just sat down and watched the drama unfold. "We are so over; I'm not coming home tonight." Bonnie yelled, she just threw a huge fit while on the phone with him.

Damon spazzed out on the phone too, he knew how much Bonnie liked her cuddles. "Good, we were never on. No more cuddles for you." She didn't even notice that while they were at odds they almost sounded like an old married couple.

She wanted to exclaim a Haaaa, but it got caught in her throat. "How dare you threaten me with cuddle deprivation?" She could just picture him arching his brows over the phone in triumph.

"You are the one who needs to be smothered with heavy petting before you can sleep, then always end up grabbing on to stuffs and body parts where your hands do not belong in the middle of the night." Truth be told Bonnie's butter fingers always come out at night times especially when she's half asleep, her hands just roam around freely, landing wherever they wish and he just lets her; it had become a regular occurrence, making it a nonissue so they just didn't talk about it.

"It wasn't that heavy." She stuttered. "I…I….I didn't exactly hear you say no did I? So get lost."

After hanging up, she kept pacing up and down in pure frenzy, Caroline followed her best friend's movement with her eyes, she asked calmly. "Bonnie, honey?"

"Yeah."

"When was the last time you got laid? I'm talking about toes curling, sheet grabbing, bra popping, teeth gnashing, and multiple orgasmic sex that just ripples right through your whole body, when last did you have one of those?" Trust Caroline to turn an emotional conversation into a sexual one in a heartbeat, she just wanted her friend to know the advantages to both sides.

"Caroline."

"Be honest with yourself, even if you claim that you don't want a relationship with him, which I'm sure you do, we both know you stopped messing with Anthony ages ago. You are sexually frustrated, now you need to take that pussy off the shelf, dust off the cobwebs nicely, make sure you are bald because having a pub hair stuck down one's throat is not the best feeling in the world. There's nothing wrong or slutty about taking him for a test drive. I mean look at him, he's a fucking Lamborghini, he's engine is top notch with long lasting stamina, he can be fast, slow, smooth, hard and rough when shifting gears. You already had him oiled up in all the right places and he gave you the ride of your life once before, there's nothing wrong with doing it again and you know it."

"He's my friend."

"He's a little more than that, that line got erased a long time ago and trust me, the sex is even better when you are in love with that person."

"He's my friend." She insisted.

"Then why are you keeping secrets from him?"

"Because the truth changes everything."

She slung her arm across Bonnie's shoulders, "Bonnie change can be good, if you are as close to him as you claim to be, then he will be able to handle all that you are and how much you can offer. This is more about you than it is him and you know exactly what I'm talking about."

"He's gonna blow up if I tell him what happened."

Caroline has thrown everything but the kitchen sink at her friend, she did her part so the rest was up to the witch. As much as she had a soft spot for her friend, Care had a life outside their friendship just as Bonnie did. She looked at her wristwatch in hopes that her friend would get the memo. It wasn't that she didn't care about Bonnie but right now the only choice was to kick her out so that she can go and makeup with Damon and secondly so that Bonnie can stop cock blocking her. "Honey you know I love you right?"

"Right."

"Well I can't let you stay here tonight; it's not fair to you, him or myself okay. You need to go and sort yourself out right now because I'm a woman with needs, Tyler is coming over and I just need to fuck okay." The witch cringed, Care smiled and began to pull her friend towards the door.

She pouted, "But I don't wanna go, you can't make me."

"Too bad, because it's about to get loud in here." She tapped Bonnie on the shoulder and smirked giddily. "Can I let you in on a secret?" Bonnie nodded. "I'm letting Tyler in through the back door tonight." The witch quickly put her hands up to indicate the sign of too much information. Caroline opened the door; Tyler was right outside in his fireman uniform, both ladies groaned, one with sexual arousal and the other with disgust and contempt. Caroline was practically groping her man right in front of the witch; she winked at Bonnie and exclaimed at Tyler's stiffness.

She dragged him inside and ordered him to be in his birthday suit when she gets in, then grinned at her sulking friend. "Just let yourself go. Now go take a ride on that disco stick then you can tell me about how great it is in the morning." Bang. She slammed the door shut. "Remember to use protection." she yelled from inside the house. "Baby? Tell my friend that condoms are sexy."

Tyler obeyed in desperation, "Condoms are sexy." He moaned into her ears while Bonnie hissed her teeth and stumped away.


And all the words spoken before this won't be said again. (Angels by Robin Thicke)


Bonnie pretty much ran from her car to the front door then tried to calm herself down before making an entrance. She was standing right in front of him, her eyes ran all over him with the motions of emotions, she didn't even remember what they were fighting about in the first place, they simply could have talked about it. "I'm home."

"You're home," he repeated after her then instantly disconnected his violence threatening phone conversation with Caroline as the potential aggressor.

"Sorry about your car, I'll get it fixed."

"No qualms." He shook his head and pointed to her chest as he could hear the deafening thuds coming from it from where he was standing. "Your heart is racing!"

"Yes it is."

"Is there a reason?"

"You. You are the reason I had to drive at 60 miles per hour in a 25 miles per hour zone and now I can't seem to slow it down and I don't understand why but I just had to see you. Is that okay?"

"It's more than okay."

She dropped her bags and dashed over to him for a bear hug. "I kinda missed you." She mumbled into his chest.

"You being here…. means a lot to me; this feels really nice." He pulled back slightly and got lost in her big olive Bambi eyes. "You feel nice." Weaving his right hand fingers into hers, he raised her hand to his lips, delivering soft kisses to each precious knuckle, one after the other. "I kinda missed you Judgy." He retorted and caressed her hair.

"So who were you talking to?"

"No one- just a friend with girl problems," he lied.

"Ohh what's it maybe I can help?" leave it to the witch to poke her nose in other people's relationship issues when she had no clue on how to deal with hers.

He had ordered some Papa John's pepperoni pizza, garlic bread, a two litter of Sprite and hot wings; he gave the delivery boy a hundred dollar note and told him to keep the change. In all honesty, Damon was a great tipper but he was not planning to be extra nice to the boy, he was simply in a hurry to get back inside the house however, the boy was taking too long in finding the right amount of change so he just let him have it all. Once he closed the door, she snatched the package from his hands, took out a slice; screw the consequences of underage drinking, they did it all the time, she took a bottle of beer from his fridge and began to grub the combo hastily. She smacked her lips together and moaned in delight of how delicious the food was to the point where one could almost mistake her for a staving homeless kid. He looked at her and grunted, "You are disgusting."

She replied with her mouth full, "and yet you love me." He kept quiet and quickly averted his eyes from hers because he knew she implied that he loved her as a friend. "Common." She bumped her shoulder against his arm then rubbed his back with her head. "Let Auntie Bonnie help your friend with his heart aches." He picked up her bags, took them to his room and began to narrate his friend's ordeal to her.

"My guy friend is in love with his best friend, they really like each other but he's not so sure she wants to be more."

"Why does this story sound familiar?"

"Does it?"

"Did he ask her directly and does your friend have a name?"

"No he did not and yes his name is Jacob."

"Well he needs to blame his mother for his misfortune because good looking Jacobs do not get the girls, the pasty crummy looking Edwards always do. Tell him to be confident, he needs to put himself out there and take that leap of faith you know?"

"No I don't."

"Well love does not come to people who wait around and bitch about how unlucky they are, if you see what you want, you have to put yourself on the line for all it's worth and if things are meant to be then they will fall into place. Confidence is the key brother, he has to tune down on the cockiness though, girls like a hint of cockiness not arrogant jerks. "

"Well don't you know so much? Confident, not too cocky huh?"

"Yep and bold too."

He tilted his head up and stared down at her. "Bold?" He sighed, grabbed her by her tiny waist and pulled her closer; she closed her eyes, enjoying the comfort of his strong arms. "You mean bold like this?" His lips sought hers out, linking in an intimate moment that they hadn't seen coming; she tasted like pizza, beer and strawberry chap stick. Her orbs flew open, almost like that of a deer caught in headlights; she dropped her half-eaten pizza on the floor in shock. They shared an almost awkward look and she quickly pulled away.

"I'm sorry." He apologized, "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable, it's just that."

"I'm incredibly hot and undeniably irresistible, I know."

He gritted his teeth in frustration, "You make a joke out of everything, you make a joke out of me."

She looked down, almost as if she was ashamed of something. "I just haven't done this is a while, I mean Anthony was pretty cool but he acted more like a father than a lover."

"I don't want to run your life, I just want to be an important part of it."

"You have always been the most important part of my life. Look, you are a really nice guy but it just muddles things for me." She clenched her jaws tightly and grasped onto his shirt in frustration; the conviction that she was meant to be with him loomed over her heart, yet the confusion that being with him could only end in disaster emerged in her head. "Damon." She pronounced his name in painful manner.

"Say what you need to say, I can take it."

"You are always on the road."

"Those are excuses." He replied angrily, calling her out on her bullshit.

"You are successful, smart, good looking and you can have any girl you want why me?"

"Can't you see it? I don't want any girl, I want you, just you. You are the first person I called when I booked my first job, when I bought my first house and my first car. Every time I'm away from you, I feel like I left the best part of me behind with you."

"Tell me what you want from me."

"I want you to give us a chance."

"Damon."

"I know people have hurt you in the past but I would never do anything to hurt you or change you, I just want you, just you."

"You know I have commitment issues and my relationships don't last right?"

"And I also know that you are smart, kind and gorgeous."

"Crazy, you left crazy out."

He hit his forehead. "Oh geez, how dare I forget that? What do you say? Go out with me crazy Judgy."

"Is that the best you can do?"

He frowned in disbelief, Damon Salvatore has had many girls but he has never been the one to woo at all. All he had to do was snap his finger for them to ask how low he wanted them to drop their panties but the witch just got it like that and if she wants to be wooed, the woo he shall….in the Damon Salvatore way. As a matter of fact, he had been wooing her since the day they were born. He took the beer from her hand, dropped it on the table, he cupped her ass and holstered her against his waist; she wrapped her legs tightly around him. He had that arrogant shit-eating grin on his face. "I'm so fucking into you okay and I don't want to wonder if we could have been more; so go out with me." He shook his head defiantly, "That's the best I can do."

She tried to wiggle out of his grip. "Do you realize you are squeezing my ass?"

"I've always thought you had a great butt. Nice, firm, proportionate, what can I say? I'm an ass guy." She smacked then squeezed his bottom, giving him the chance to play smart, "Careful, I might explode."

"Where?" she teased.

"When the time is right," he lowered his lips and voice to her ears, "I'm gonna explode inside your pussy."

Her mouth let out a silent O that was not fully formed; her body heated up at the sound and thought of something so crass and vulgar but she decided to act coy. She rolled her eyes and began to question her life decisions concerning him "If you are nice, I might let you get to the third base."

"Is that a yes? You'll go out with me?"

Her phone vibrated against his hips, he carefully set her feet down while peeking down into her blouse in hopes of seeing her tits; she playfully shoved him backwards, she was going to kiss him on the cheek but he moved his head swiftly to capture her lips twice, thereby stealing sweet little kisses from her deliciously beer battered lips. "I take that as a yes he groaned." She nodded and continued reading her text message; Damon on the other hand punched the air in sheer thrill.

"Damon?"

He rubbed his suave cheek against her neck like a wild cat, asking, "Why won't you call me baby?" He whined sexily in her right ear, nibbling then then kissing it softly.

"Babe."

"Baby." He corrected her.

She rolled her eyes at the giant cuddly vamp beside her. "Baby, Paige hopped and left Ashley alone for the coming week, I have to go home, you wanna come with?"

"I thought you had a housekeeper."

"Yeah well, all my sister has to do is promise her a hundred box and she's going to let that boy in the house. I just don't trust him, he's your age and I bet he has raging hormones just like you."

"And your mom lets her date this guy."

"She's never home."

"I should just compel him?"

"Please do." She slipped her hand between his armpits and squeezed his arm, "You are the sweetest."

"Only when it comes to you."

Tonight, she was happy, he was happy, they were happy. She decided the truth can wait till tomorrow; it will probably explode in her face.

She laced one of her hands with his then held their interwoven hands up, and taunted him. "I have never really noticed how big your hands are, just like your-"

He was almost zoning out into fantasyland at the buttery sound of her voice; his heart raced a million miles per hour; he circled her predatorily before he halted in front of her. "Just like my what? I dare you to say it; if you can't then I want my pizza and beer back."

She could barely contain her piggy sounding snorts. "Penis, penis, penis. Your huge fucking penis, I told Caroline about it too." They both uncontrollably busted out in laughter.

The way she said it without inhibition made his manly parts coo with excitement. "You've been checking me out-checking me out? You like what you see Bennet?"

"Maybe." She grabbed him by the neck, compelling him to stoop to her eye level. "So you told me that my hands tend to stray to certain parts of your body at ungodly hours of the night." He smirked. She tapped her own chin with her index finger and said to herself, "Hummm." She touched his nose and asked, "Is this the part?" he shook his head adorably. She kissed his nose then muttered, "I guess I have to keep searching." She ran the tip of her fingers across his right arm then mumbled, "Oh what strong arms you've got." He shuddered with yearning, as she inquired, "This must be the part, no?" Damon knew he had Caroline to thank for this new Bonnie who had become all bold and shit. He owed Care big time.

"No it's not." He grumbled. She raked her teeth through his neck, sucking on the soft skin of his throat, making his underdeveloped grey veins appear; she ran her tongue across them then watched as his blood visibly raced around his veins, he was getting so turned on. "You like that?" she inquired, his eyes fluttered uncontrollably. Her hand snaked right underneath his shirt, her fingers accentuated every single rib with pleasure, she lifted up his shirt and delivered sensual bites on his nipples one after the other. By this time, his hand was beginning to curl around her hair. She grinned naughtily. "I don't think this is the part, perhaps you could point me in the right direction?"

"Lower." He whined and her hairpin fell on the floor just in time, she turned away from him to pick it up; while rising up, she intentionally brushed her ass against his groin then gasped. "Oh my! These pants are too tight; I think you need a little freedom from them." She stood on the tip of her toes, smooching him, dragging his bottom lips between her teeth, she whispered. "Open your eyes." After he conformed, mere glaring at her made her teeth shatter together with nervousness. She pulled at his sweatpants and boxers together at once, his pipe sprung up like a giant warrior king. Her hand slipped into his pants "What do we have here, so hardddd, so thickkkk, so longgggg and smoothhhh? Well hello there big boy." She tried to cup her hand around it but it pretty much thick that it just won't fit, all the same, she ran her hand through its length, making him gasp into her mouth.

"You keep talking trash like that and I might have to stuff your mouth to shut you up."

She looked in his bugged out eyes and applied a little pressure in stroking the tip of his stiff shaft. "Just how long can you manage to hold on before you to melt in my mouth? Why don't we put that to the test?"


Okay Bamon lovers, a little touching and smooching is all you get, I wanted to end on a nice note with this update because some shit is about to hit the fan soon. Do you love Caroline or what? She just says whatever comes to her mind without any filter. Are you glad that even though the I love yous have not been said, Bamon kind of have an agreement to go for it? Do you think they are moving too fast or at the right pace? As always, let me know what you think,Thanks a mil for reading.

PS Bec represents Bonnie, Elena, Caroline's friendship. See ya next year.