A.N. Hey all! I hope you are all having a good weekend. I'm back with the next chapter of jagged edges, after a small hiatus, real life was chaotic. Thanks again to everyone who had read, replied, add this to their favorite list or alert list, it means so much to me! I had so much fun writing this chapter so i hope you all like reading it! A bit of caution, this chapter is long, i couldn't find the right place to end it, so just kept going. Enjoy!
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queena
Chapter 4: Rumor Has It
It was Friday night and instead of moping around because my boyfriend had betrayed me with one of my best friends, I had found myself preparing for a pub crawl with Caroline. I had spent the days following my breakup literally setting fire to everything that was bad in my life, which included almost all of the junk Damon had managed to leave at my house. I had also gathered all of the presents he had given me and rightfully placed it all in a box along with a few pictures that I couldn't bare to part with and one of his oversized black shirts. It was harder then I thought, letting go and setting fire to things...that had meant the world to me only weeks ago, but I had managed to do so because I couldn't be the girl that held onto the past because the past hurt me.
I would be lying if I had said I was completely over Damon, I was hurt, so hurt and what had hurt the most was the mere fact that the one time I put myself out on the limb for someone else and let go of any of my reservation or inhibitions the outcome of that had left me feeling numb. Which was ironic because during the portion of our relationship the one thing that held us together was our motto, don't think just feel. That had been my motto with Damon and if I had taken the time to think about what I was doing, what he was doing...what we were doing, the moment I realized that he had cared for me I would have run for the hills and saved myself from the heartbreak.
Flashback
It hadn't been a good night, we had been attacked by at least a dozen vampires and half a dozen wolves who had wanted revenge on the Salvatore brothers and in the process of fighting I had lost a lot of blood. My head was pounding and the only thing I wanted to do was go to sleep. But I had to help, I couldn't let Stefan down and Damon though he was an ass he didn't deserve to die again.
"How could you be so stupid?" Damon asked, pacing back and forth as he looked my way. His eyes were doing that thing where they bugged out and if I hadn't been in pain I would have compared him to that cartoon Rango but I didn't really have the patience to do so. The only good thing that came out of this disastrous night was that I had managed to save Stefan and Damon. Yeah Stefan was still healing from all the vervain pumped into his system, but at least he was still alive...well sort of. And Damon, well lets just say over the last century he had pissed off a lot of people it was a miracle he'd managed to stay among the living this long.
I popped open an eye and looked his way. "Excuse me, I just saved your ass, you'd think you could be more grateful." I said already on my toes. I didn't need this, I did something good and he was lucky because I could have left him to the wolves...in fact I had fantasized about doing so but then I'd no longer get a glimpse of those eyes and I was a sucker for blue eyes. The moment I stood I felt my head ache in pain and soon I felt a breeze brush by me.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked his arms already braced around her. She was so damn stubborn and in fact if she hadn't been such a good lay he probably would have let her stubborn ass pass out but then who'd keep him company while Stefan rested.
I held my head and steadied my body with his support. Opening my eyes green met blue and instead of feeling butterflies swarm my stomach at the close moment we shared I felt like someone hit me in the head with a hammer. Inwardly I winced shutting my eyes again."I am going to check on Stefan." I ground out ignoring the pain in my head.
"You are the most stubborn witch; I have ever met." He called quickly biting into his wrist. "You've lost a lot of blood and you've probably gotten a concussion." He said while holding her steady.
I tried to move away from him but he was too strong. "No, I don't want to drink your blood." I protested, only to find my words fell on deaf ears. Vaguely I could hear Damon still talking trash but I was too caught up in the moment. I wasn't sure if it were the concussion or if being near him had my body to buzz. His eyes were so blue, almost crystal clear and they were beautiful.
"Stop acting like a wimp, you act like we've never shared bodily fluids." He said grinning at her intake of breath. "Don't act like you don't swallow." He said gaining a grunt from her.
"Seriously if I didn't feel like my head was about to explode..."
"Shut up and drink." He ordered while pushing his wrist to her lips and surprisingly she had decided to stop fighting him. This would help her in the end and he wouldn't have to watch her pass out from her concession or fear that in her state that her magic would go awol.
I could feel my body getting stronger and when I had enough I tried to step back only to have Damon to continue to hold onto me. "I should go check on Stefan." I said looking over to where the staircase was located. Damon had the ability to take one look at me and make me feel stark naked. Inwardly I winced at the mere thought of my appearance. I was positive all of mascara had run down my face as I cried while watching my best friend being tortured. The pony tail I had in my hair was now hanging low and I knew for sure that the tendrils that framed my face were caked with mud- yet here Damon Salvatore a man who was not only a neat freak but insanely clean was holding me in his arms like I wasn't a filthy mess.
"Or you could stay here." he said sticking his tongue out and licking the residue of his blood that had painted my lips.
I let out a gasp.
"What am I going to do with you- you stubborn, stubborn girl?" he asked his arms still wrapped around me.
Now it was my turn to lick my lips.
"You could have gotten yourself killed or abducted." He ranted as his eyes went dark and wide.
I furrowed my eyebrows his way and bit back a smile. "Carful Damon." I said standing on my tip toes and placing a kiss to the side of his lips. "Carful Damon, the house of cards you built is about to fall." I said before walking away.
End of flashback
The sound of tapping had brought me out of my revere and I found Stefan tapping on my bedroom window. Sitting up, I gladly opened the window and within a flash Stefan was sitting on my window pane a look of confusion settling on his handsome features.
"How long have you, were lurking outside my window?" I asked a knowing smile on my lips at the sheer look of panic that crossed his features.
Scratching his head. He spoke. "I wasn't lurking." He defended. "I was checking in on you." He rattled on. "What exactly are you doing?" he asked biting back a grin.
"I'm debating how the mighty have fallen." I said rather melodramatically causing Stefan to smirk before crossing his arms.
I watched Stefan watch me waiting for the moment when I would probably tell him everything I was feeling. However, I didn't want to do that...not today. Stefan had spent the better half of the last two weeks at my side being the perfect friend and I wanted him to stop worrying about me because I was fine.
"So" he said walking over to my bed and picking up the outfit Caroline had instructed me to wear tonight for our pub crawl. "I heard you and Caroline were going out tonight, do I even want to know what's on your agenda?" he said while finding a seat at the foot of my bed.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't even know what is on our agenda but I swear to you if she dares to set me up on some stupid blind date..." I say pausing for better lack of words. "I will set her on fire." I say gaining a light chuckle from Stefan.
"Well then best of luck." He says a sadness reaching his eyes and I know he's thinking about Elena. Sometimes Stefan allows me to see the hurt he's feeling instead of hiding it away so that he can ease my pain.
"Why don't you join us, you can be my wingman and I can be your wing woman?" I say hopefully.
"No thanks" Stefan says quickly. "I'll let you and Caroline bond over normal girl things." He says with a smile.
I'm on the verge of giving him the finger because we both know that with my luck I will be stuck at the pub with some loser talking my ear off while Caroline is having the time of her life. "Stefan, we bond all the time." I say causing him to actually laugh my way. "What?" I ask as he continues to chuckle.
"That sounds dirty." He says wiggling his eyebrows my way.
I roll my eyes typical. Since that faithful night it was almost like Stefan was a completely different person. Although I had known he was still hurt by Elena and her actions with Damon, not to mention I was sure he still loved her, without Elena- Stefan smiled more. He was happy and it wasn't like the weight of the world was on his shoulders anymore. In all he was in bliss if only temporary and I could understand that because I was looking for my own temporary bliss.
It was on the tip of my tongue to say he sounded like his brother but that was a topic neither of us wanted to venture into. "Spoken like a true pervert." I say gaining another chuckle from him.
"Listen Bon, I want you to have fun tonight and remember if you need me, I'm only a phone call away okay." Stefan says the mood changing as he places both his hands on my shoulders. Stefan was a true friend, he was my best friend and if I had learned anything from the whole delena incident I learned that no matter what, Stefan had my back and I had his.
"Ok" I say as he begins to leave. "Stef, its okay to miss them...I miss them too." I say hoping to get a reaction out of him but instead I hear him wish me a good night and soon he's breezed out of my room into the night.
-BB-CF-
"So are you ready to have fun tonight?" Caroline asked causing me to look over at her with a smile.
"Yeah." I say for the first time really meaning it. I needed to get out there and have fun. I couldn't continue to be depressed over a situation that was damned from the beginning. And I deserved some kind of happiness. Damon had already taken so much from me and tonight, I was ready to get it all back. "Besides, someone once told me the best way to get over someone was to get under someone else." I say winking in her direction.
"And that person is a freaking genius." She beamed. "On the real B, I want you to have fun tonight and remember that this is beginning of something good, and by the end of the night you'll forget about all the bad stuff." She says to give me a hug.
I winked her way as way as we took our first shot of the night. The burn of the alcohol reminds me I'm alive and I feel looser then I have been in weeks, months maybe. When I was with Damon I felt so wound up, and even when we were in a state of temporary bliss I was still waiting for the other shoe to drop and now that it had dropped, I was ready to move on.
We've done a full lap around Purgatory before Caroline starts to suggest guys that could start my motor running again. Which I find slightly odd because last I checked she was the one going through a dry spell and as for me, I was just fine it hadn't been that long.
"Seriously B, you are never going to get any action with Stefan playing the role of smoldering brooding bodyguard." She said her eyes lighting up. "Unless you're into that- which I could see because he likes you and you like him and I guess if you think about it on paper you could totally be perfect together." she rattled on.
I snapped my fingers in front of her face. There was no chance in hell that I would ever hook up with Stefan. I couldn't deny that he was good looking because he was, but like as for anything going further then friendship that would never happen. "Caroline" I call placing my hands on both of her shoulders. "Is this some sort of blind date, are you trying to set me up?" I ask as my eyes dart back and forth at guys who I think could be possible prospects. I didn't even know what kind of guy I was looking for, or if I was looking for someone for that matter. It hadn't been too long since I had ended things with Damon and jumping onto the next guy hadn't been in the plan for tonight. However knowing Caroline this whole pub could be full of guys she thought I might be interested in. She could have even put up a billboard announcing I was single again. The thought made me shudder.
"Relax" She says grinning. "I didn't set you up I did announce via both of our facebook and twitter accounts that you were single so if some hot guy approaches you it's because he thinks you're hot." She says bubbly as ever.
I shook my head. This was classic Caroline.
And then the mood changed as Elena approached the two of us. I hadn't told Caroline the full story or the reasoning behind my breakup with Damon, nor had I informed her of Elena's role in my breakup. I knew that at the end of the day, Caroline wanted to have a normal life just like the rest of us and to take away any part of her normalcy because I had a problem with Elena wasn't the right thing to do, so I put a smile on my face.
Before I know it, Caroline had fluttered like a butterfly leaving Elena and me alone. The tension between the two of us is so thick that I feel like I might explode by the close proximity. Although I am smiling on the outside to people I feel as if cracks in my facade are starting to show and the longer we stand together acting as if everything is fine for the benefit of everyone else, the harder it is for me to pretend.
"Can I talk to you?" she asked once Caroline is fixated on some random guy and its on the tip of my tongue to tell her to go straight to hell-however, I resist the urge to do so because Caroline is close enough that she could possibly hear the two of us. Without saying a word I lead the two of outside where the loud music from the bar is nothing more then thumping noise and echoed cheers.
Once we are alone, I turn sharply to her glaring. "You have some nerve."
"Caroline invited me." She said simply, not bothering to say anymore.
"Right! And let me guess you thought I would bring Stefan with me so you could sink your hooks into him all over again." I said while crossing my arms over my chest.
"I don't want to talk about Stefan." She says before biting on a hangnail.
"What do you want Elena?" I asked not wasting any time. I didn't want to talk to Elena but I refused to give her any more power over me then she had in the past. I had spent so much of my past relationship with Damon an insecure mess, because of Elena and tonight I would finally put the nail in the coffin of my friendship with her once and for all.
She ran her hands through her dark hair before speaking. "I haven't seen or heard from you in a long time and I was worried about you." She says as if it is the most obvious thing in the world.
I can't help but let out a scuff in return. Not only was she a liar, and a cheater but it appeared that Elena was getting to be delusional because we stopped being friends the night I found her probably after she had deep throated my boyfriend.
"When are you going to get it through your head, I want nothing to do with you!" I admitted so rawly that it had surprised me. I was still very angry and very hurt by the situation and I couldn't deal with anything related to the situation. "And as for your concern you take it and shove it." I spat out. "Because we both know the real reason behind your quote in quote concern is because you don't want me to tell anyone what a scheming bitch you really are." I finished causing her to take a dramatic step back as if I had slapped her pretty little face. I on the other hand felt better with each hurtful word I said to her.
After a moment of silence she spoke. "I don't want to argue with you. B, you're my bestfriend."
"No" I said sharply. "We were never friends because if we were friends you never would have gone after my boyfriend because I would have never gone after yours." I say causing a drunk couple to look our way.
"Bon," she calls hoping to appeal to the softer side of the witch. "I know you're mad that you're hurt but we've been through too much to end our friendship over a guy." She says pleading with big brown eyes.
"Why Damon?" I ask quietly, as my voice began to break. That was the question I had wanted answered most. "You had a wonderful guy who would have done anything for you...he did everything for you and you tossed him away like he was freaking garbage."
"I don't know. "She says shamefully. "All I know is that Katherine ruined everything by coming back here, if she had stayed away me and Stefan would have never broken up and..."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I had- had the same conversation with Damon and he too blamed Katherine for all his problems. Katherine didn't ruin our lives. Damon and Elena ruined our lives. "God you sound just like him." I said repulsed by her words. Maybe they were more alike then even I had known. "You can blame Katherine for a lot of things but this is on you Elena" I nearly shouted causing a group of people to look our way, I noticed among the group was Mason Lockwood. It figured he would see me looking like a maniac.
Choosing to lower my voice I spoke. "You choose to break up with Stefan and you knew how much he loved you. And as for our situation, well I found you with him, not Katherine and that makes you the worst of the two evils in that situation. " I spat out. "So if you're looking for someone to blame, look in the mirror it's you not Katherine." I said before turning on my heel. It was pointless talking to Elena because she was used to playing the victim, and now that the tables were turned she couldn't face the fact that she was just like Katherine but worst, because I expected Katherine to do something like this, as for Elena I had never expected her to hurt me.
"Wait!" she says as panic starts to set in. Reaching out she grabs a hold of my arm. " You've been my best friend, my sister since forever-we've survived everything together, my parents, Isobel, your mom and dad, the supernatural and grams." She said pausing as tears dripped down her face. "We shared our secretes, stories of our first time and everything in between good and bad. If one of us went down, both of us went down...together." She said pausing. "I'm so sorry that I took for granted our friendship...and I hope one day you can forgive me."
Although her words were sincere, and so true I had known better then to trust Elena ever again. She had played the game better then Damon and as good, as Katherine-the girl in front of me was no longer my friend, in fact she was nothing to me. "Elena you can take your apology and got to hell." I said stalking over to the door, before turning around to face her. "I didnt tell Caroline because she doesn't deserve to be put in the middle of this, plus I think she might just kill you." I say smirking. "Don't make me regret it." I say before turning on my heel again.
"Bonnie, do you think we'll ever be friends again?" she asked weight shifting from one foot to the other.
I let out a sigh. "Don't hold your breath, because I don't know when or if I'll ever want to be your friend again Elena." I said finally leaving her to stand outside all alone.
-BB-ML-BM-
After my emotional talk with Elena I headed straight for the bar, if I were going to make it through the night without cracking. I needed something strong to at least loosen me up because I felt like I was about to blow and I didn't want to do that. Stefan had been right, I was an emotional person and my powers were affected by my emotions and if I wanted to keep a lid on my powers I needed to relax. Once I get to the bar I find myself in the company of Emmet who happens to be a friend of the Salvatore brothers. It figured he would be working tonight, because that was my luck.
"I don't want to talk about it." I say cutting off whatever the bartender may have wanted to say. "I need a drink, something strong." I say meeting his eyes.
"Bonnie." He says with a tired sigh. And by the tone of his voice I knew he knew.
"Let me guess, Stefan asked you to keep an eye on me tonight in case things got out of control?" I asked raising an eyebrow his way. It would be so typical of Stefan to want to take care of me, even when he was hurting as well.
Leaning on the bar he spoke. "Actually Damon passed through here before heading out and asked me to keep an eye on both of you." He said before ghosting off as more people approach. And I don't know what it worst, knowing that Damon for once wanted to do right, or knowing that his efforts don't matter at all in the end. Once again my mood was soured if not by Elena, by Damon trying to do right by me and Stefan but it was a little too late.
Im alone all of five minutes before I feel someone saddle up close behind me. Before I can even tell the person off for invading my personal space a voice stops me. "Trouble in friendship paradise." a voice close to my ear says. "Remind me to never get on your bad side." he says his voice rough and playful at the same time.
And its then that I recognize the voice, it's the voice of Mason Lockwood.
Taking a deep breath I turn around in my chair I caught sight of Mason Lockwood, also known as hot uncle Mason to any girl who was the same age as his nephew Tyler. I could still remember being a shy thirteen-year-old girl who had harbored a crush on her fourteen-year-old boyfriends uncle. It didn't matter to me that Mason Lockwood was eight years my senior because every time he had walked into a room I blushed liked crazy. And now nearly six years later I still felt a swarm of butterflies in my belly. But unlike shy thirteen year old Bonnie, I had experience. I had dealt with attractive guys way older then Mason, in fact my ex was a ridiculously hot vampire and if I could handle Damon, I could handle Mason.
"Mason Lockwood." I say with all the false bravado I can muster.
"Bonnie Bennett, still beautiful as the last time I saw you." He says charmingly before joining me at the bar. "Do you want to tell me what's got a girl like you doing shots at the bar, or at least attempting to do shots at the bar?" he asks his eyes assessing the girl in front of him. He had known Bonnie Bennett for a long time, she had been his nephews first girlfriend. He could still remember how awkward he had felt for the next couple of years every time he had seen her. She had been beautiful even then, with forest green eyes and caramel skin, she had been a girl that many people had noticed. And now she was standing in front of him as a woman, dressed the part of a woman and he couldn't help but stare at her openly. The gold party dress she had donned had accented everything good about the now grown up beauty.
I bit my lip for a moment and noticed the way his eyes had kept darting from my lips to the rest of my body. "There is nothing to tell really." I say to shrug my shoulders. The last thing I wanted to do was be the girl that had spent her time harping on things that were out of her control and I was talking to mason freaking Lockwood and I'd be damned if I let this whole scenario with Elena wanting forgiveness and Damon ruin a perfect opportunity to swoon over Mason.
He nods his head before searching for reinforcements. Usually whenever he had spotted Bonnie, she was between the Salvatore brothers. He had been back in Mystic falls for a full year and he could only count on one hand the times he had seen the beauty out without an entourage. Usually he had seen her out with one, if not both Salvatore brothers. From what he had gathered from town gossip, she was bestfriends with the younger Salvatore, Stefan and had been romantically linked to the older one. For his part he could care less about both brothers, although he was aware that they were vampires, and they were aware of his werewolf state- it didn't really bother him. He had done his own thing, but tonight once he had seen the caramel beauty walk into the party without her boys it had gotten his attention.
"This is different." He says trying desperately not to stare her way but failing. Sometime during their conversation he had slide closer then he had expected and to his surprise she had done the same thing.
"What's different?" I ask looking up into his blue/ green eyes. Gosh his eyes were pretty, dark hair and light eyes had always been my Achilles heel. Hell, it was part of the draw that had led me to Damon...well that and his bad boy persona. Mason was different though you could tell by the look in his eyes, by the way he smiled and most importantly how he had dropped everything including his surfing career to offer support for his nephew.
"Usually whenever I see you, you're in some weird foursome with Elena Gilbert and the Salvatore brothers or a freaky incestuous threesome with the Salvatore brothers. " He says chuckling while I grimace.
"Stefan isn't one for partying." I admit looking down.
"And your boyfriend, where is he tonight?" he asked his word becoming more daring. To be honest he had been watching her for quite some time, captivated by her beauty and wanting nothing more then to garner her attention.
"I wouldn't know." I say letting out a haggard breath. "We broke up." I admit feeling better now that I had said the words to someone who wasn't apart of my close-knit friend group. The words had felt like an anchor had been lifted from my shoulders.
"His loss then" he says leaning forward inhaling the perfume that she had worn. "If I were your man, I wouldn't let you go so easily." He says a playful tone in his voice.
I couldn't help but smile. Mason Lockwood was still charming as ever. I guess that was why every girl who had met him swooned over him." Tell me, how many girls have you charmed tonight?" I ask leaning closer to him.
"None" he says easily. "However I do think I've found myself enchanted by a certain green eyed girl." He says admiring her beauty. The close proximity had given him a hint of Jasmin and vanilla once again. His eyes quickly searched her face before trailing down to her heart shaped lips before once again traveling back up to her eye, beautiful green eyes with flecks of yellow.
"Are you flirting with me?' I ask tilting my head to the side as some random chick dares to interrupt the two of us. I turn her way while Mason pays her no attention and soon she had walked away an annoyed look on her features. I furrow by brows surprised, Damon would have thrown the girl a bone but Mason kept his eyes on me.
"Maybe, would you be into it?" he questioned beer in hand as he quirked an eyebrow her way.
I lick my dry lips at the way he is looking at me. "Maybe." I say echoing, his own words while he continues to smile my way.
And before we get any further a group of his friends arrive ending whatever moment that had passed between the two of us and sending me back into the reality and out of my Mason bubble. With one last look in his direction, I slyly head back to my friends all the while feeling the heat of smoldering blue green eyes on me.
-DS-DS-DS-
Damon
Damon Salvatore watched at the girl in front of him moved her hips to the beat of the drum that was being played throughout the villa. His eyes traveled the length of the petite girl from her face to her exposed cinnamon navel. He had met her, the very day he had arrived in Spain. She was on vacation with friends and he needed a bite to eat. He tried not to dwell on the fact that her long dark hair and heart-shaped lips were reminiscent to another girl back home. He also would swear on a book of bibles that the cinnamon color of her skin was not a reflection of a green-eyed girl, with heart-shaped lips and dark hair as well, because that would be silly. He was Damon fucking Salvatore and the one thing he didn't do was dwell or brood over the fact that here he sat with a beautiful woman dancing in front of him for him, and yet he felt absolutely nothing, not lust or hunger.
After Bonnie had stormed out of the cabin he had decided to take a short trip and found himself in Spain. He didn't need to be told that he wasn't worth a damn because Katherine had already told him that with her undying love for Stefan. Elena had proved to be, well Elena, indecisive as usual and knowing that he had once again fucked up was not something he had wanted to think about, so why not go on an extended trip somewhere far enough where he could get back to doing things he liked, liked undressing women, and the thrill of hunting. With that said three days of a party soaked in debauchery, blood and regret had left him nearly bored. Miley the girl he had met compelled quite often and fed on was beginning to get stale. The girl, would of course do anything for him, sometimes he didn't even have to use compulsion, so what he called her by another name, she didn't seem to mind- but he did. Every time he stuttered her name, every time he came it was like acid was laced on his tongue as he called out her name.
With one last look to the girl he easily menders his way to the bar grabbing the bottle instead of bothering with a shot glass or even a flask -it was that kind of day. The kind when you wake up and realize that the person you thought you went to bed with- well wasn't they're and instead you were left with a figment of your imagination that kind of day. Bonnie had been in his dreams every night since he had decided to leave M.F. in the dust. He swore the witch had been taunting him purposely as a way to remind him how much her had hurt her.
"Well, well, well look what we have here." Katherine called as she walked through the villa in a black bathing suit and huge sun hat. "Who would have thought, I'd see the day when you were brooding." She finished stopping to gaze at the girl who was still dancing to the beat of the drums.
He says nothing but holds up the bottle to her mockingly, with a smile.
"I'm guessing this is all because you miss the witch." She said gesturing to the girl that was dancing.
Although the girl looked nothing like Bonnie she could honestly see why he had chosen this particular girl- it had shown that his taste had changed, no longer was he seeking someone that had resembled her face any longer.
"I'm actually on vacation Katherine, Mystic Falls was beginning to get old and I needed a change of scenery- what's your excuse? You want me to scratch an itch Stefan would never scratch?" he asked his lips curving into a smirk. Maybe Katherine could cure him of the Bonnie blues, though she was a raving bitch she could certainly take his mind off of the witch, and she'd be more effective then his private dancer.
"You know" she said while walking about the room. "I told you that you'd lose Bonnie, if you continued with this fixation with Elena and look at where its gotten you." she said grinning over at her shoulder at the cinnamon coated girl continuing to dance on the platform. "You fled Mystic falls but the witch is still on your brain."she pointed out
"What are you doing here Katherine?" he asked turning around to see that she was smiling his way. "Besides ogling my meal?" he asked noticing the way she licked her lips at the girl in front of the two of them.
"I'm here to congratulate you on a job well done!" she beamed. "You did something I couldn't do and that was to finally end Stefan and Elena." she continued while walking around him. "Of course you lost the little witch in the process but we can't all get what we want."
He blew out a puff of air. He was in no mood to deal with Katherine- no mood at all. "Trust me when I tell you that this is only the beginning for the two of them. Stefan loves Elena and Elena loves Stefan- you don't have a chance." he rapped out a smirk on his lips.
Grinning she spoke. "You may be right- Stefan loves Elena, and Elena loves Stefan but Stefan will never forgive you nor precious Elena, for hurting Bonnie." she said not missing the way he flinched at her words. "Your tryst with Elena, was bound to happen, but hurting Bonnie it ruined any chance for forgiveness."
He licked his lips. "Goodbye Katherine." he said irritated by her presence. He didn't need to be reminded of his mistakes he knew them.
Rolling her eye she spoke. "You can't always get everything you want- I should know I wanted you and Stefan and in the end I lost the one I really wanted." she said almost regretfully. "Here's a tip find out what you want and if its Bonnie- good, if its Elena- ok, but realize that a girl will never forget the one that made her fall hard."
He looked her way his eyes going wide. "Why are you telling me this."
"Because you helped me by ruining Stefan and Elena the least I could do was give you a bit of information that might help." She said walking away from him. "Now if you don't mind I plan on sinking my teeth and maybe my fingers into your toy." She says tossing a look over her shoulder. "What's her name?' she asked already grabbing the hand of the girl.
He smirked. "Her name is Miley but she answers to Bonnie."
Grinning she spoke. "Of course she does. Till next time Damon."
And with that she had vanished leaving him to start work on his newest plan. If he were going to get Bonnie back, he needed to bring his A game. She wouldn't make it easy for him, he knew that for sure so he'd have to break her down, but in the end when they were back together, she would look back fondly and remember that in the end she loved him...and he loved her and everything he did was in the name of love.
-BB-ML-BB-ML-
Once I make my way back over to Caroline and Elena I am instantly bombareded with questions from a overly giddy Caroline.
"Omg we saw it all!
"Saw what?" I ask trying to conceal my giddiness. Flirting with Mason had been fun, it had been light and it was good take my mind of the ever present drama. Sometimes a girl just needed to have fun.
" You and Mason Lockwood were like practically on top of each other. You were so busy having eye sex that you didn't even notice that half the bar was waiting for the moment he would take you on the table or just throw you over his shoulder and take you home with him tonight." Caroline exclaims a twinkle in her eyes.
I felt my face grow hot. "We were not on top of each other." I point out daringly tossing a look in the direction of him, only to see that Mason and his friend were now joined by a group of guys and his "friend" was now in the arms of one of those guys. I mentally filed that bit of information away just as our eyes met and I bashfully looked away.
"Seriously B! He wants you and you want him, I mean even a blind person could see it. And everyone here felt the sexual energy between the two of you. It would be so hot, way hotter then you and demon." She said smirking. "And the best part about it is by the looks he's been sending your way you know you could drag it out and he'd totally be down for it, he'd probably let you do anything you want to do and before you know it he'll pull your hair and you'll bite his neck and..."
"Caroline, don't you think it's a bit too early." Elena says causing me to look in her direction.
"No," Caroline says simply. "It's not too early. I'm team Bonnie all the way and after what the jackass did to her she deserves a good night and if your team Damon then this is the wrong place for you." She says as Elena sits back in her chair.
I looked between the two of them deciding to end the sex talk. "Seriously its never gonna happen, so we can stop talking about my sex life."
"Care to make a wager? She asked while rubbing her hands. "If I win I get to borrow those Prada boots Damon bought you a couple of weeks ago, and when your coming down from your sexual high I want all the details and to be told that I was right." Caroline says.
I shake my head her way, usually I would never ever indulge in anything of the sort but tonight was the start of something new. "And when I win you have to promise to not try and meddle in my love life."
"Guys is this really necessary" Elena chimes in while Caroline and I make the decision to shake on our bet. I may have been a tad bit the tipsy side, I may have even harbored a crush on Mason but I could easily say that hooking up with him was probably the last thing I would do. It felt good to be wanted by someone and to flirt, without the weight of everything on my shoulders, it was all in fun and games, I would not hook up with Mason Lockwood.
BB-CF-EG-
Loud music throbbed through the speakers as bodies were beginning to twist, turn and wither underneath the glare of the lights. We had danced the night away taking shot after shot which would probably be a bad thing in the morning but for right now I felt like wings were starting to sprout and I wanted to keep flying. This night has turned into the best post breakup celebration ever and I wanted to continue forever in fact I had wished that Stefan was here to celebrate with me, he too was now free and that meant he could be happy just like me. I spin around from my latest dance partner, who happens to be the ever handsome bartender Emmet to see that Caroline has managed to lure Tyler her way and I can't help but let out a squeal in appreciation. My eyes also scan for Elena and I find that she has slithered away -probably out of fear of what the alcohol would make me say, she wouldn't want me to leak her dirty little secret.
I let the music take hold of me and soon I was dancing like a video vixen from the eighties as pour some sugar on me was sung by a cover band. I whipped my hair back and forth while withering my body to and fro and soon felt someone slide up against me. The familiar smell of sandalwood and heat flooded my senses as we rocked back forth together. "I didn't take you for the stalker type" I say not bothering to turn around to see his face. I hear his deep chuckle in my ear and I can't help but shiver. I can feel my face heat up at the close proximity and my body is lit aflame by one touch.
He let out a rough chuckle. "There is a first time for everything, and I wasn't stalking, lurking but not stalking." He says the timbre of his voice causing my legs to become shaky. The music that was once so loud and so booming becomes so distant as only the beat keeps the two of us moving and the sound of his voice is the only thing I can hear.
I feel a smirk on my lips. "I'm sure you say that to all the girls." Say as we bump and grind.
Out of the corner of my eye I catch sight of Caroline yet again and she is looking at me almost scandalized and instead of stopping what I was doing I continued to wither around with Mason. This was as close to sex as I was going to get with the elder Lockwood, so why not have fun with it.
"You're the center of attention, and every guy in here has been wondering what you'd look like underneath" he says his voice coming out much thicker and gravely then he had intended. At their first encounter he hadn't been able to keep his off of her, his friends who had been down from Florida had even commented on how hard he was watching her and that hadn't stopped him. He had been simply memorized by everything about her, the way she walked, the way she laughed and tossed her head back when doing so and most of all the way her skin had glowed. And watching her dance had proven to be his undoing because before he knew it he had saddled up to the caramel beauty, with the uttermost confidence.
"Where's your friend?" I asked causing him to chuckle again.
"Somewhere around here" he murmurs as his hand trails down to my hip.
Spinning around I see a familiar I know I look good, you know I look good, grin on his features. "Your friend is giving me dirty looks." I say nodding in the direction of the girl from earlier. She seemed to have a bigger stick up her ass then the last time I saw her, which was two hours ago. A faux pout played on my lips as he tossed his head in the direction of the girl before turning his attention back my way.
"I like you," he said while wrapping an arm around my waist and bringing me closer. "And you like me or else you would've left a long time ago." He said pointing out the obvious. He knew she could feel it the heat, the tug from the invincible rope that had linked the two of them together.
I bit my lip and wrapped my arm around his neck while still moving to the music. "Oh really, you think I like you?" I ask as he holds me closer to him.
And then he kissed me. I melted into his touch for a moment before returning the kiss with vigor. The moment our mouths met it was like fireworks went off behind my eyelids and I wasn't sure if it were rushing hormones, lust pumping in my veins or the fact that I was actually kissing Mason Lockwood! As our mouths connected, I saw glimpses of the two of us together causing me to pull back breathlessly.
When we pull back I'm breathless in a good way and I can't help but grin.
Just as he's about to say something I feel someone tap my shoulder and I prayed it wasn't A) Stefan, or B) Damon. Luckily for me its Elena.
"Bon, maybe you should come home with me." she says slowly as if I need to process her request.
I glare her way. "Elena you are the last person I would ever want to go home with." I say as Mason looks between the two of us.
"Trust me, when dust settles you'll regret it." she says openly. "I know I do."
I say nothing to her and turn around to face Mason. "I'm ready when you are." I say taking hold of his hand. Im aware that people are starting to look at the two of us, and im positive they have figured out that Damon and I are no longer a couple, and I was sure the rumor mill was going to be on fire by the next day.
Hand in hand the two of us walk out of Purgatory into the sobering night air. The sound of the pub is off in the distance as the two of us walk silently our hands still clasp together although the night air had sobered us up considerably.
"Are you sure?" he questioned. In the back of his mind he knows he should take her home and call it a night. But he cant help but want to be around her, she's enchanted him
"Positive!" I say as he leads the way. Tonight was the start of something good. Tonight was the night I wouldn't look back on anything, no regrets.
