Bonnie felt like she was flying high. Nothing could bring her day down. Even when she was looking at her bruises and seeing her scars in the mirror, remembering how she got them all, she still seemed to be in a good mood. All she thought when she saw them was 'my war wounds. And with those types of thoughts in her mind she fixed her hair so it covered the bruise she had on her face, turned on her heal and walked out her bedroom door, wearing skinny black jeans, a red wife better with a black sweater over it, and black flats with red poka dots.

She walked down the stairs holding her head up high appreciating for once; how her parents didn't stop her dead in her tracks and yell or beat her. It was like she was a whole new person, in a whole new dimension where everything went good instead of bad. Bonnie walked the rest of the way in a kind of daze, her thoughts traveling where ever they pleased, not having a care in the world where they wondered.

"And what are you smiling about, princess?" The voice was sharp and held a lot of venom.

Bonnie looked directly into the eyes of the person who spoke and said with the same harshness and venom, "what are you and dad the only ones who is aloud to be in a good mood?" The words seemed to just pop out of her mouth without her thinking much about them. Then she realized she made a terrible mistake by saying that. Slowly the realization that dawned on her, made her back away slowly, not wanting to be anywhere near her mother.

When her mother beat her, it was sometimes worse then her father's beatings. Her mother would call her names, and tell her how worthless she was and how she should have never been born, making her sometimes realize that she would rather die then live. I mean when she really thought about, while trying to crawl to her room, what was the point of living when you had so much pain and no one to turn to. No one whom you could talk to and have them comfort you. No one to say that I was going to be alright, that she was going to be all right.

Damon came a little voice in the back of Bonnie's head. She shook the thought immediately, not wanting Damon involved anymore then what he already was. She knew that he knew that her parents were the one that beat her. She didn't want him to know that it was more then that, that it was also her mother as well, and that her mother's beatings were mostly where she got her pain from. Not just physical but mental and emotional too.

Bonnie's mother stepped closer with every step Bonnie took back. Pretty soon she was backed up against her kitchen wall and she had no way to escape.

Why do I open my big mouth? Oh please, just this once, let a miracle happen. Just a small one that will let me slide by without getting hurt. Pretty, pretty please.

And that's when it happened, before her mother could say anything or even touch her, a car beeped outside, making her mother jump away from her.

Oh thank you sweet Jesus. Bonnie mentally thanked.

She stared at her mother for a few moments before she finally let out a small sigh and turned. It wasn't her usual quick pace either. For once it was slow and graceful. Not anything that Bonnie was used to. Not even when she was in school. She always was worried that someone would see her bruises and ask her about them. She was always tense and on the lookout for people who were noisy.

Meredith had rolled down her window and was shouting out it, trying to get Bonnie to hurry up. "What took you so long? You're always running out of your house when I beep and today you decide to be late, when I am already running late?"

Bonnie opened the door and looked at the green glowing numbers that was on Meredith's dashboard.

Shoot, 7:45. They had to be at the school in five minutes. How the heck were they supposed to pick up Elena and make it to school on time? The car suddenly jerked forward, making Bonnie almost hit her face against the front window. She quickly straightened her back, and tugged her seatbelt across her, shoving it into the clicker.

Bonnie looked over to see Meredith's hands on the steering wheel, her knuckles white. "Slow down Meredith, you're going to kill us before we even get half way down the road. It's okay; we are not going to be late." Then she looked at the clock, 7:46.

"I know, it's not that," Meredith said. Bonnie waited a while; maybe her friend was going crazy. Thinking that Meredith was going to continue, Bonnie waited a while more, but nothing ever came out of the other girl's mouth. Okay…?

"Is everything alright?" Bonnie asked quietly. She knew that Meredith would never show anyone her pain but she had to ask.

"Yeah, of course it is. I was just thinking really hard." Was the reply she got, and then she turned to see Meredith with an amused look on her face.

What was she hiding? "Anything you would want to share?" Bonnie asked curiosity visible in her voice.

Meredith let out a short laugh and then said with a smile, "not exactly."

"Aw, Mere, come on. You have to tell me," she whined.

"Do not, and will not," giggled Meredith.

"Wow, I always tell you everything, and you won't tell me this one thing?" Bonnie pleaded.

"That is the biggest lie I have ever heard, and you know it," she heard Meredith say, sharpness to her voice, then Meredith lowered her voice and made it friendly again, continuing, "besides, it is a surprise."

Bonnie knew that it was true what Meredith had just said and she didn't like the feeling that started in the pit of her stomach. She hated lying to her best friends but she couldn't help it. She didn't want to get them involved and then somehow hurt. If her parents found out that she had told Meredith and Elena, not only would she get the beating of her life, but her parents would probably beat them and then threaten them not to tell a soul or else. The 'or else' being they would get a worse beating or end up dead. So as you can see, that is why Bonnie could not tell anyone, not even her best friends.

But as she continued thinking about her parents, her thoughts changed over to Damon. The boy had been on her mind for the past three days. She couldn't help it. He had intrigued her like no other guy had before. I mean she had had crushed and they had all intrigued her up to a point, but Damon, he was different. He was a mystery that no one could solve, and she wanted to take a crack at it; wanted to see if she could be the one Damon opened up to and let out all the things he never wanted to show until she had come along.

Bonnie was also pretty sure that Damon knew about her beatings, and was also pretty sure that he knew it was her parents that did it. She hated that he knew, that he had figured it out, that he had the little piece of information she had never told a soul in her life; and the thing that aggravated her the most was, she was kind of happy he figured it out, happy that he was going to be there to protect her, happy that he would be there when she needed someone to comfort her.

She had a vague impression on how he felt about it. She had seen it in his eyes, when he had looked at her bruise. Had seen the hardness it was to control himself and not go out to hunt down the person who had left her with so many bruises and scars. If she was in his shoes – his extremely hot shoes – looking in at her life, she would probably be furious too, maybe even more then furious if that was even possible.

Damon, Damon, Damon. That was all she could think about; ever since he first came to her in her dream. Even when she tried not to think about him, little things would show up and he was back in her mind again. She knew that she shouldn't have let him stay the night and she knew that she should have made him leave this morning but she couldn't. It was like they were magnets being pulled together. No way to stop them from coming closer and then with finality, no way to stop them from meeting.

Bonnie shook her head and realized that they had stopped. She looked around in confusion before she realized where she was. Coming down the walkway was Elena and Stefan. Wait Stefan, when did this happen? I thought we were just picking up Elena. Was this what Meredith was talking about? Why her knuckles seemed to go white and laughter and amusement filled her voice and face when asked about it?

"M-Meredith, I thought… but he… what is he… are they… did he… huh?" Bonnie stuttered out, not even managing to finish one whole question without before another would come out. She turned to look at Meredith with a confused expression.

Her reply was a soft chuckle and then the doors to the back seat were being open.

"Is this what you meant when you said 'it is a surprise'?" Bonnie asked, still in disbelief.

A smile crossed Meredith's face, and she opened her mouth to speak but before she could say anything Elena and Stefan slammed their doors at the same time, making a small chuckle erupt from the back. Woah, were those two getting cozy or what?

"So, uh, Elena, what's new?" Bonnie said with casualty turning in her seat to look at Elena with a raised eyebrow.

Elena knew that the real question was 'why the heck is he here and tell me all the details' but instead of answering her 'real' question, she let out another short laugh and in a perky voice said "absolutely nothing."

"…Nothing huh?" Bonnie mumbled. Then readjusted herself so she was now looking at Stefan. At first sight her breath caught. He reminded her so much of Damon, plus he was just as gorgeous. The green eyes seemed to lock on her cheek which was covered by her hair, before meeting hers with concern. Trying to distract him she said in the same perky voice Elena used, "and what about you Stefan, anything new?"

He looked at her, his eyebrows furrowed before he spoke, "nope."

Hearing him pop the 'p' Bonnie let a little giggle. "Whatever you say…" she proceeded to say, and then turned around again, facing forward.

The car was silent after that, letting everyone's thoughts wonder.

Bonnie thought more about Damon. She really had to stop doing that, but she couldn't help it. Everything reminded her of him, and when she closed her eyes she could still feel his lips on hers, his arms wrapped around her tightly, pulling her still closer as the kisses would deepen.

She heard a gasp coming from behind her. She turned in her seat and looked at Stefan for the second time that day, with a confused look. She seemed to be confused a lot this morning. His eyes met her and held them. She saw anger flash through his before she heard a voice in her head.

"Tell me what I'm seeing in your head is a fantasy and not something that really happened. Please tell me."

Bonnie was the one to gasp this time. How did he know about Damon? And what did he mean he could see into her head? What the heck was that supposed to mean?

Still holding his eyes, she heard the voice again – his voice. "I will explain everything to you later. Understood?"

She gave a slight shake of her head, letting him know that she understood everything and spun back around to face the parking lot and school that was in front of them. The car was pulled into a parking spot, about six parking spots from the school. It seemed to be there lucky day.

Jumping out of the car after she got the seatbelt off, she made sure that her hair was in place, making sure that the bruise wasn't showing. She really had to buy foundation, but thinking how she hated the feel of it and how it made her skin blotchy, she decided otherwise.

A shiver went down her back as she felt someone watching her. She looked around and saw no one staring. It felt like the first time Damon showed his presence to her. Could that have only been yesterday? It felt like so much longer. She shook the feeling off and walked the rest of the way to the school doors with her friends. Matt met them as they reached the door and walked off with Stefan talking rapidly about football sign ups.

Before they turned the corner, they stopped dead in there tracks and Stefan turned back into the girls direction. He slowly walked back and took Elena's hand bringing it up to his lips and giving her knuckles a light kiss. Elena blushed light pink and gave Stefan a smile that seemed to make her whole face glow with affection and want. He changed his position so that he was facing Bonnie and Meredith. He looked into Bonnie's eyes said "see you girls later," while in her head she heard "we'll talk things later."

She gave a nod and watched him turn and walk back to Matt.

As soon as they were gone Elena started bouncing up and down, grabbing Bonnie's and Meredith's arms making them bounce with her. Bonnie They let out excited squeals, and giggled at themselves for acting like total school girls.

Even though she looked happy, Bonnie was ready to have an emotional break down any time soon. She was happy when she woke up and found herself in Damon's arms, happy for about 10 minutes while she was getting dressed thinking about him, then everything started to cascade down hill.

She pushed her thoughts away to the back of her mind, trying to get into a better mood. "Okay, now spill. Something is defiantly up with you two."

Elena brushed a hand through her hair before they heard her perky voice spill along the hall. "Okay so yesterday afternoon I was walking down the street and I saw him. He spotted me the same time I spotted him, so he walked over and we started talking. Next thing I know, were both walking down the street practically holding hands when he asks me if I wanted to walk to school tomorrow, so I said sure but Meredith always gives me a ride and then I asked if he wanted a ride. He said yes, and that's how we ended up here, on this fine… beautiful… day." She finished with a giggle and a quick twirl. They talked some more, getting more details drawn out from Elena before they had to scurry off to homeroom.

Taking her seat in the back of the room, she felt someone was watching her again. She smiled, not knowing why she was but had a feeling whoever it was, they were just watching out to see if any danger would take place.

Just then, something caught her eye, and her head whizzed around to look out the window. There looking in the classroom, watching her, was the black crow.

**

Looking back as he flew away, Damon saw his little bird turn and walk away. Watching her walk away made him feel funny. He didn't like it at all. This human girl made him week at the knees.

When he had brought there faces together for a passionate kiss, not wanting her to tell him to leave just yet, he could have sworn he felt sparks. His heart beat wildly in his chest, and from what he could hear from her heart, they seemed to be running at the same pace.

He really had to stop thinking of the human. She was just a piece of meet; a toy he could play with for a while and then when done with, leave her lifeless. But when he thought that, his heart seemed to shatter and he knew it wasn't true. He would do anything for his baby bird, no matter what she said to do. He knew that if she told him to jump off a bridge, he would, knew that if she told him to leave and never see her again –never go back into her life – he would do everything he could, to make her take him back. It was like he couldn't live without her. Thinking back over the centuries, he still couldn't believe he had lasted this long without her; his baby bird.

Mentally shaking his head, Damon slowly made a few circles in the sky before landing on a nearby tree. He could hear the beating of a heart down below him and saw a girl with short cropped pink hair with a short black dress that went mid-thigh. He transformed into his human form and jumped from the tree, landing a few feet behind her. She jumped with a short gasp, and then faced him.

She wasn't as beautiful as other girls he had fed off of, but she wasn't one of the ugliest. When he met her eyes, he noticed that she had chocolate brown eyes that made Damon think of Bonnie for a moment, except the girl that was standing in front of him, eyes were dull and seemed to have no emotion were Bonnie's eyes seemed to sparkle and they always held what she was feeling.

He shook her out of his mind for the second time in less then five minutes and continued looking at the girl who was standing in front of him, a dazzled look on her face. He gave her one of his best smile, and said in a seductive voice, "why might a girl like you be walking by yourself? You never know who might be out here. Someone could hurt you and we wouldn't want that, would we?"

She just stared some more, before she shook her head and stuttered out, "I–I was, uhmmm… what?"

He made her trail off not even caring anymore what she said. Then again he really didn't care even in the beginning. He quickly walked towards her closing the distance between them and in one striking movement had her head tilted so that her white throat was exposed and his teeth penetrating her skin so he could drink from her.

When he noticed that she had gone completely limp in his arms, he pulled back and licked the left over blood that stained his lips. He placed her down and walked away while telling her that she would remember nothing.

Still walking his mind drifted back to Bonnie. His thoughts traveled to the glow that seemed to radiate from her body, after they had just kissed, the way she had snuggled close to him just before she had fallen asleep. Then they drifted to the way that when he knew he had to leave, he couldn't do it. It was like his body couldn't untangle itself from the beautiful creature that was molded to his body. He really had to stop thinking about her, but it seemed highly impossible.

He continued walking down the street still deep in thought, not even bothering to check where he was going. You could see he was going wherever his feet allowed him to go. Next thing he knew, he was standing in the shadows on the borderline of Bonnie's school, his eyes zeroing in on her.

He couldn't look away. She looked even better then she had yesterday. Her hair cascaded down her back, flowing freely. She had on dark skinny jeans that hung to her hips and made her look even tinier then she already looked. His gaze traveling upwards he saw a red top peaking out of her black hooded sweatshirt, making him want to run over to her, take her mouth and crush it to his. Everything she wore hugged her body perfectly. Both the black and the red she was wearing and the way her skin tone mix, made her look like she belonged in the night world with him; she looked like she was already his queen.

He could see her looking around, and he knew that she had a feeling he was there. He could quit pinpoint where the feeling came from but he knew that he couldn't show himself to her right now. Maybe it was because he knew he had to stay away from her, or because he didn't want more harm to come to her, so he hid deeper in the shadows, the blackness enveloping him.

He scanned the area more and realized that practically the male population in that school was looking at her, even his week brother Stefan didn't seem to be able to take his eyes of her. Damon was furious. He wanted to tear every person that was looking at her. She was his. Where did that come from? Could this day get anymore confusing?

Snapping his attention back to Bonnie he realized that she was nowhere in sight. What the… he started walking when something caught the corner of his eye. He turned to see his little bird smiling, while taking her seat. In that moment he knew, he knew that she knew he was there, and that she liked it. He would protect her from everything and everyone, and he knew she knew that. So he transformed into his crow form and took off to the top of a tree so he could look at his baby bird.

Definition of the word Clicker: Holds the seatbelt in place.