CHAPTER 8:

The weekend with Satan:

Damon eyed the caramel coloured skinned witch beside him. She was hot; he had to admit, especially when she was angry. Her skin burnt with anger and frustration. He loved it. Her eyes were a beautiful emerald green and when she stared or glared at someone, it felt like she was piercing your soul. Not that he had one.

His eyes darted to her lips, god they were beautiful. Deep inside he wanted to know how they would feel against his own but he would never admit that, not when he hated her and she hated him even more. He eyed her dark coloured curls admiring every single curl she had. He wanted to reach out, touch her hair like he did the night at the forest.

He then found himself staring at her chest. They were nice not too big and not too small, they were kind of perfect. He suddenly felt his manhood tightened against his pants. Shit not now boy. He groaned in his head silently covering the bulge with a pillow. He glanced away from her back at the screen knowing she was about to look at him, which she did.

He yawned in boredom taking a sip out of his drink. They were watching the one and only Twilight. Damon had watched it before when Elena had bought it for him and Stefan. It was torture they both hated it. So there he was watching the gay ass wanna be vampires and werewolves movie, glancing at bonnie because he was completely bored. Not that it was the only reason he was, she was kind of distracting.

They had been silent ever since bonnie found out that she had to stay over and the first thing she did was grab a movie. Of course the movie had to be something Damon hated. She hated twilight too but loved the fact that Damon was just dying.

"I can't take this anymore! I'm heading out." Damon groaned walking off to grab his jacket. Bonnie stood up and followed.

No! This was not part of the plan; she wanted him to rage so that she could give him an aneurism or something, not leave.

"Wait!" she called out stopping him in his tracks. He turned towards her and raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going?"

"The bar, why you gonna miss me?" he smirked winking at her. He knew it would piss her off but he did it anyway.

"Yes Damon I'm going to miss you so very much." Bonnie mumbled sarcastically in return. She rolled her eyes as he grinned down moving closer. She stopped him by placing a hand on his chest. "Don't. Even. Think. About. It."

"Fine I'm off then." Damon shrugged walking around her towards the door.

"Wait! You can't leave me here alone!" she called back stopping him once more.

"Well I'm tired of this place and that stupid movie, so are you gonna come with me or not?" He spoke raising his eyebrows and sighing at the silence she gave him.

"Okay ill come." She finally muttered. He grinned and she glared in return.

"Wow you gonna really miss me ay?" Damon chuckled. She ignored his comment.

"Wait here I'll go get changed." She muttered before grabbing her bag and running off upstairs into the spare room.

Damon sat down quietly listening to the sound of her changing. He was tempted to go upstairs and get a good peek but new she would kill him, so he stayed put and just listened.

The door opened 5 minutes later with bonnie in a strapless red dress, not too fancy. It was short and revealed a lot of leg, something he liked a lot. He licked his lips and smirked as she glared at his stare. She bent down to put on her shoe and suddenly showed a lot of ass, something he liked a lot too. Oh god Bonnie Bennett you're killing me.

He rubbed the bulge in his pants making it go away and thought of something that would turn him off, something disgusting. Stefan. It helped.

"You ready to go?" bonnie asked snapping him back from his thoughts. He grinned and nodded in reply.

"I'm shocked you're actually coming with me Bennett." He chuckled as he put on his leather jacket. She had no clue what he was going to put her through. "I mean you want to spend time with me, Damon Salvatore, the vampire you so hate very much. I can tell that's a lie."

"Shut the fuck up Damon, before I change my mind." She groaned and he chuckled once more before walking out the door.

Something about being alone in the boarding house scared her, so she followed.

1 hour later:

Bonnie groaned in annoyance as she watched a very drunk Damon grind against two girls while she sat at a booth all alone. She rolled her eyes at the wasted skanks rubbing themselves over Damon. They were stupid and pathetic. He was just using them so that later he could go and drink the living crap out of them. Not that she cared if they did die or whatever, they were whores. Still it was wrong, but who was she kidding, it was Damon Salvatore, he didn't care if it was wrong or not.

Damon had been watching bonnie death stare the skanks he had been dancing with and loved the fact that she hated it. He sent her a wink and she flipped him the birdie. He grinned to himself and grabbed hold of one of the girl's head and kissed her looking straight into Bonnie's eyes as he did. Bonnie glared at him in disgust and turned away from him. She sculled down her drink and walked off to the bar.

Damon frowned pulling his lips off of the blonde bimbo he had in his arms as he watched Bonnie walk off. He followed and sat on the bar stool beside her. She sighed and rolled her eyes,

"Got bored of your skanks did you Damon?"

"No not at all, I just felt a little bad for you since you're all alone and bored." Damon replied sending her a smirk, she glared back.

"I was doing fine thanks."

"I'm sure Bonnie. Whatever you say."

Bonnie ignored him and asked the bartender for a glass of champagne. Damon smirked and told the bartender to bring some shots out. Bonnie eyed Damon frowning her eyebrows at him.

"How bout we skip the boring drinks and have some fun." Damon grinned grabbing a bottle of Vodka, pouring it into the glass.

"You're kidding me right." Bonnie stared as Damon threw back the shot. He sighed and passed her glass over. He raised his eyebrows, challenging her to drink.

"Come on Bonnie, loosen up a bit, your so plain its boring. I know deep inside theirs a dark, crazy, slutty side of you." Damon gave her one of his wicked sexual stares and bonnie swallowed nervously.

"I'm not plain and boring." Bonnie muttered to herself. Am I? It was probably the reason why she didn't get much of the attention from boys as Caroline and Elena did, maybe she was as boring and dull as Damon thought of her to be.

NO! I can be dark. I can be crazy. I can be a slut!

"Now's the perfect time to prove it." Damon provoked snapping Bonnie out of her thoughts. Bonnie nervously nibbled at her lip and looked over to Damon who smiled eagerly. The next thing Bonnie knew she was doing was throwing down the shot. Damon chuckled and said,

"That's more like it."

They both began knocking back their shots over and over again till the point where Bonnie was drunk and Damon was vampire drunk.

"How about we make this even more fun?" Damon grinned slurring his words.

"Yeah what are we gonna do?" Bonnie hiccupped causing them to collapse in hysterics, which gained them a few stares.

"Lets play truth or dare?" Damon chuckled sculling back the vodka from the glass. Bonnie pulled it out of his hands and took a swig herself. She made a face after she pulled back causing Damon to cackle.

"Isn't that a little childish?" Bonnie said tilting her head slightly at Damon.

"Doesn't have to be," He answered sending her a wink. Never in a million years would they have thought to be getting drunk together and enjoying it.

"Fine. Truth or Dare?" Bonnie asked grinning at him joyfully.

"Dare." Damon answered bobbing his head to the beat of the music that played in the background. It gave Bonnie an idea.

"I dare you to go on the dance floor and dirty dance." Bonnie giggled in excitement and Damon chuckled and walked over to the dance floor gaining a couple of stares.

"Cue sexy music!" Damon ordered the bartender and he did so. Only girl in the world by Rihanna blasted through the speakers causing Bonnie to roar with laughter, Damon chuckled and shock his head as he began to sway his body with the music.

He grabbed a hold of some girls hands and dragged them onto the floor with him. They all began to grope and rub themselves against Damon who strictly enjoyed every bit of it. It was then that a bunch of other people walked onto the floor and joined the dancing.

Bonnie giggled as Damon ordered her over, she followed and joined in on the dancing. She wrapped her arms around his and he did the same round his waist. They danced and twirled around until the song ended. Returning back to the bar Damon still had his arm snaked around her waist.

"Alright, my turn." Bonnie grinned eyeing the vampire she once hated. Drunken Bonnie was actually enjoying his company.

"Okay truth or dare?" Damon asked her taking a swing from the bottle.

"Mmmhh Dare!" Bonnie squealed back in excitement as Damon looked deep into thought. She eyed him and noticed that he was quite the handsome man. She knew she always thought so but now she really took him in. He had a chiselled jaw and a lovely nose with soft delicious looking lips. Bonnie licked her own lips at the thought of his. His hair was a dark midnight colour that Bonnie found the need to run her hands throw it and his eyes an ice blue colour that were tantalizing.

"I've got it!" he yelled snapping Bonnie out of her thoughts." I dare you to kiss that man right there!" Damon dared pointing to an old looking man who looked as if he was in his 50s. Bonnie mouth gaped open and she cringed in disgust.

"Ewwww, no way!" Bonnie shock her head and Damon frowned down at her.

"Aw come on Bonnie live a little. Please?" Damon pouted causing a roll of the eyes from Bonnie. She sighed and said,

"Fine, but if you tell anyway I will kill you, witch style."

He chuckled and nodded.

"Yes mam! Now go get him."

And that was the exact thing Bonnie Bennett, the simple, grade A, good girl, did. She stormed up to this old man, who was sculling back drinks, grabbed a hold of his collar and before he could respond slapped her lips against his. He responded by sticking his tongue in her mouth. She pushed him off, wiped her mouth in disgust and walked off to Damon. The man stared back at her in complete shock and confusion. Damon laughed at his expression and high fived a disgusted Bonnie Bennett. He definitely liked this side of Bonnie.

"That was disgusting." Bonnie grimaced chugging back the bottle of vodka.

"That was awesome. My go!" Damon grinned.

"Okay, truth or dare?" Bonnie asked frowning at the empty bottle.

"Truth."

Before Bonnie knew it she asked the one thing that her non-drunk self would want to know.

"Do you only love Elena because you think she's Katherine or atleast want her to be?"

It was then that everything became silent and awkward. The grin on Damon's face fell and suddenly he didn't seem so drunk anymore. Bonnie stared back at him and didn't feel so drunk herself either.

"No." He answered after a moment of silence.

"Then why do you love her Damon? Why cant you see that she's happy with Stefan? If you love her so goddamn much why don't you just let her be happy?"

Bonnie blurted out suddenly becoming to serious for a drunk girl. The not drunk at all Bonnie was back and so was the normal Damon.

"That's too many questions, I only said truth once." He gave her a dark glare and payed for the vodka, before walking out. Bonnie sighed and picked up her purse, following him. She was curious to know and wasn't going to give up until he answered her.

"Why cant you answer the questions Damon?" Bonnie asked once they stepped out. Damon groaned in annoyance.

"Because Its none of your business witch."

"Why should I believe that you don't love Elena because she looks like Katherine? Why should anyone believe that? Why should Elena? Huh?"

"Done with your stupid questions judgey!" Damon snapped back raising his voice in anger.

"Stefan loves Elena, he'll do anything for her, risk his own life even! Why do you deserve her, Damon?"

Bonnie knew that she was being cruel and annoying, but it always bugged her knowing that Elena loved both Stefan and Damon. It bugged her that Damon would kiss Elena behind his own brother's back. It pissed her off that Damon didn't even let it bother him that he would sleep with Elena any day, even though he had a brother who so dearly loved him and Elena.

The whole Damon betraying his brother pissed her off in general.

"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT! You think I don't know how much my brother loves her? I SEE IT EVERYDAY BONNIE! Its in my fucking face every single day! I don't deserve her. Stefan deserves her, but im too much of an asshole to let my brother have her. I've always hated it. Always hated knowing that my brother had everyone's love first. It was like that with my Father! My own father hated me and loved the oh so caring and kind Stefan. KATHERINE! Goddamn the woman I loved with all my heart and soul loved Stefan more!"

Damon shouted causing Bonnie to flinch. They were in complete darkness and Bonnie couldn't quiet see if Damon was crying or not, but it hurt her. It hurt her knowing that he went through so much and yet kept it bottled inside the whole time. She couldn't help but feel bad for him, she couldn't help but cry.

She heard him whimper and she felt the need to walk over to him and wrap her arms around him, telling him that he mattered just as much as Stefan or anyone else.

"I don't deserve Elena's love, I know that, but for so stupid reason Elena's the only one who doesn't make me feel as if I'm last choice. I love Elena because shes nothing like my father or Katherine. I love her because she's selfless and kind and nothing like me. She's complete opposite. She's someone who makes you feel wanted and needed and cares for you know matter what you've done. I tried to kill her brother Bonnie. I abused one of her best friends. I've done everything she should hate me for but yet she doesn't. That's why I love her, because she makes me feel real and loved and human again. I love her Bonnie and I don't think I could ever stop loving her."

It was then that she heard Damon fall to the floor and she rushed to his side only to see him sobbing quietly. It was scary and unreal for Bonnie to see this, but it also meant that she accepted him through all his faults and problem.

He was like everyone else, had problems like everyone else, maybe even worse then what anyone had gone through. He was a fucked up, damaged vampire and Bonnie realised why Elena cared about him so much and was thankful that she did, because even though Bonnie hated Damon and wanted him dead she knew that without him and all his faults they all would be dead. So as she wrapped her arms around him and let him quietly sob in her arms she was thankful for his existence, she was thankful for Elena.

At that moment, it didn't matter if they were drunk or not, because that night would never be forgotten. That night was the start of a demented, unbelievable, irrational friendship between a not so perfect vampire and a not so hateful witch.