Chapter Seven
Damon had stood there and watched Bonnie run off in the direction of what appeared to be the bathroom. 'You really know how to push it don't you Damon. You could be a little nicer to her, it is her birthday after all.' Damon couldn't believe what he was telling himself. The last thing he wanted to do was start to care for another silly little human girl, he'd had enough trouble with Elena. Elena had been stronger than Bonnie though, not as easy to upset. He couldn't deny the self-loathing he was beginning to feel for hurting her feelings. 'Don't be stupid, it's just Bonnie. It's not like she has any deep feelings for you. It's just a crush for crying out loud.' But was it really just a crush?
He had been lying about the two girls, he hadn't seen anyone at the festival worth his time. Every time he began to look at some of the girls there he couldn't help but compare them to Bonnie. He actually found himself thinking things like, too blonde, too tall, too many freckles. Releasing the blade of grass he had been toying with he started in the direction of the bathrooms. He was almost there when Bonnie walked out, no longer looking upset. He was about to open his mouth to apologize when she walked past him, not even acknowledging his presence. Snapping his mouth shut he turned and followed her, annoyance beginning to bubble up inside of him as she continued to ignore him. "Bonnie?"
She seemed to pause in mid-step at the sound of her name but still said nothing. "Are you going to stay mad at me the rest of the day?" Still nothing. "Bonnie come on. What are you so mad about?" Finally turning to face him she gave him a sweet smile. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Why would I be mad at you?" Damon was baffled at her change in behavior. "You seemed mad when you ran away to the bathroom." Her laughter baffled him even more. "I didn't run to the bathroom, I just walked there in a brisk manner thank you very much." Shaking his head Damon gave her a curious look. "Look Bonnie about the two girls." Silencing him she placed a fingertip on his lips and shook her head. "I don't want to hear about it. You go do your thing and I'll do mine. Now if you don't mind I've got to go find Alex before the bonfire starts."
His lips felt warm where her fingertip touched them but as he was about to reach up and take her hand in his but she turned walked away from him. 'Women.' Smirking he shook his head. 'Fine run off and get molested by some weird touchy feely guy you don't know, see if I care.' Even as he thought that he couldn't help the anger that welled up inside of him as he remember seeing her in Alex's arms as the blue eyed pretty boy kissed her. "Damn it!" Clinching his teeth he ran a hand through his hair. 'Fine if she wants to play it that way, we'll play it that way. I'll just go find someone to pass the time with.' He noticed a group of ladies around a table full of crafts and with an expert eye began to decide which one he wanted to 'talk' to. 'Maybe that cute little red head in the Italian Renaissance dress, I do love black and burgundy on a woman, and long red hair does sound appealing at the moment.' She was a bit heavier than his usual taste but her hips had a certain sway to them that he found alluring.
End of Chapter Seven (well looks like Bonnie is going along with her plan and Damon is checking out some 'fresh meat'. Is it jealousy that is making him do it or is he just hungry?)
Damon had stood there and watched Bonnie run off in the direction of what appeared to be the bathroom. 'You really know how to push it don't you Damon. You could be a little nicer to her, it is her birthday after all.' Damon couldn't believe what he was telling himself. The last thing he wanted to do was start to care for another silly little human girl, he'd had enough trouble with Elena. Elena had been stronger than Bonnie though, not as easy to upset. He couldn't deny the self-loathing he was beginning to feel for hurting her feelings. 'Don't be stupid, it's just Bonnie. It's not like she has any deep feelings for you. It's just a crush for crying out loud.' But was it really just a crush?
He had been lying about the two girls, he hadn't seen anyone at the festival worth his time. Every time he began to look at some of the girls there he couldn't help but compare them to Bonnie. He actually found himself thinking things like, too blonde, too tall, too many freckles. Releasing the blade of grass he had been toying with he started in the direction of the bathrooms. He was almost there when Bonnie walked out, no longer looking upset. He was about to open his mouth to apologize when she walked past him, not even acknowledging his presence. Snapping his mouth shut he turned and followed her, annoyance beginning to bubble up inside of him as she continued to ignore him. "Bonnie?"
She seemed to pause in mid-step at the sound of her name but still said nothing. "Are you going to stay mad at me the rest of the day?" Still nothing. "Bonnie come on. What are you so mad about?" Finally turning to face him she gave him a sweet smile. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Why would I be mad at you?" Damon was baffled at her change in behavior. "You seemed mad when you ran away to the bathroom." Her laughter baffled him even more. "I didn't run to the bathroom, I just walked there in a brisk manner thank you very much." Shaking his head Damon gave her a curious look. "Look Bonnie about the two girls." Silencing him she placed a fingertip on his lips and shook her head. "I don't want to hear about it. You go do your thing and I'll do mine. Now if you don't mind I've got to go find Alex before the bonfire starts."
His lips felt warm where her fingertip touched them but as he was about to reach up and take her hand in his but she turned walked away from him. 'Women.' Smirking he shook his head. 'Fine run off and get molested by some weird touchy feely guy you don't know, see if I care.' Even as he thought that he couldn't help the anger that welled up inside of him as he remember seeing her in Alex's arms as the blue eyed pretty boy kissed her. "Damn it!" Clinching his teeth he ran a hand through his hair. 'Fine if she wants to play it that way, we'll play it that way. I'll just go find someone to pass the time with.' He noticed a group of ladies around a table full of crafts and with an expert eye began to decide which one he wanted to 'talk' to. 'Maybe that cute little red head in the Italian Renaissance dress, I do love black and burgundy on a woman, and long red hair does sound appealing at the moment.' She was a bit heavier than his usual taste but her hips had a certain sway to them that he found alluring.
End of Chapter Seven (well looks like Bonnie is going along with her plan and Damon is checking out some 'fresh meat'. Is it jealousy that is making him do it or is he just hungry?)