Runaways
Chapter 10 - Black Mail
R-M
Sorry for the long overdue update. It's been so long. Hopefully some of you still read this. I've been working on it for months, in between other stories, off and on trying to get it where I wanted it. Thank you for being supportive, and please enjoy the read.
You'll wish you were never born
Blackmail, Blackmail
I'll make you pay for the life that you tore
Blackmail, Black...Mail
Caroline and Bonnie got out of their matching Audi A7s with pitch black tints. One black and one white. Gifts from their husbands for graduating the University of Miami. They were pulling up to the St. Regis Resort, in Bal Harbour. The family was set to celebrate the New Year. They were two days early because they were going to meet with someone important regarding their own business venture, unbeknownst to their husbands.
Both Sal and Baby Sal were out of town for business and wouldn't be arriving until New Year's Eve.
Bonnie grabbed the cell phone and quickly made a phone call. "Mom, we made it."
"Good. Now, the important thing here, hold ya ground. I want you to make sure you DO WHAT YOU GOTTA TO DO Bambina. Don't think about Sal right now, and make sure you tell Blondie the same."
"He'll kill me if he finds out I'm here."
"I told you girls this business is tough. Sometimes you have to make a name for yourself. Without your husband, if you want to be taken seriously."
"Has he called you?"
"Bambina... He's not in his right mind right now. He's hungry on power and he sees nothing but money."
"So, he's hasn't fucking called you? Gosh, he makes me so angry. What the hell am I supposed to think, when he doesn't call for days at a time?"
"I don't know." Lily tried changing the subject because in her mind, Bonnie was right, but she'd hate to see her son lose the best thing that ever happened to him. And Bonnie and Caroline were practically, her daughters. "But... The little Bambinos are fine. I've decided to forgo this weekend, and stay home with the babies. You and blondie have fun."
"What? We need you here. You can't leave us hanging."
"I need to keep the bambinos here. It's not smart to have them around the craziness."
"Then I'll come home. I'd rather be with my you and my son."
"You're going to be fine." Lily told Bonnie. "Remember my words to you girls a few years ago. They only do what their allowed. Put your foot down. I love you Bambina. Tell Lucky I said Hi."
"I will, love you too." Bonnie hangs up the phone. "Lily said hi." She tells Mason. "Listen, Mase, you really don't have to keep guarding me. I know we seem like we need guarding but we don't."
"Right. You tried that a couple of years ago, and you were almost kidnapped."
"Yeah, don't remind me."
"Bon. I know being around me makes you feel guilty. But, we both know, he's not on his best behavior."
"Stop. He's my husband and-"
"And for four years, I've been by your side, almost every day." He put his hand on hers, making her pull away.
"Stop it." He rolled his eyes.
"You mad at me?" He asked with a flirty tone. She rolled her eyes, but eased into a smile, because Mason was always there for her.
"No. Of course not. You've become my closest friend next to Caroline."
"Come on, let's go upstairs. You need to get ready for this meeting."
When they get out of car, they hand the keys to the valet and meet up with Caroline and 2Time. "Bon, are you ready for this?"
"Remember? Cherie and Joanie tonight? No governments babe!" Bonnie whispered to Caroline angrily.
"Right. I'm sorry. It's just, getting back in the game is feelin' off right about now. So, you ready Cherie?"
"I am, but Lily isn't coming."
"What? We need her."
"She says we're going to be fine."
"Then we'll be fine." Caroline looked at the hotel, "I'm curious... is anyone else going to be early?"
"Doubt it. Tomorrow night is the meeting at the club."
"Faithful meeting at their damn strip club. Four years and this shit hasn't changed."
"Well, I'm not going to dwell. 2T and I are going to down town to have dinner. You and Lucky should come with." Caroline looked at Mason. "What do you say Lucky? You and Cherie meet us downstairs a couple of hours after the meeting?"
"Sure." Mason says. He wears his all grey suit with black shirt and Tyler the same. Neither man talks too much in public, and they remain with their sunglasses on.
"Mason!" Bonnie says snapping.
"No governments, remember?"
He grabs her by her arm and walks her into the hotel. "Let go of my arm. What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking, we're going out with them tonight, and we're going to have fun."
"Lucky, you're my husband's cousin, which means you're family."
"Which is why I'm trusting myself to behave. Don't call me by my street name." Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"So, I'm just supposed to get thrown off my game. I need to be taken seriously here. I need to be focused on this deal."
"You've been working on this for weeks with Lily. You're a smart woman. You have Joanie."
He heads towards the elevator with her, and she waits until they are inside to begin speaking. "I'm making a deal behind Sal's back. When he finds out he's going to flip."
"You're securing your position in the family." He said as they walked out of the elevator and to the room she was staying in. He smiled at her. "I believe in you. You can do this." He smiled, one of his never-smiles, then kissed her cheek. "Here. get ready, I'll be outside of your door. Waiting."
Bonnie used her card to open her room and before walking in her room she stopped abruptly and looked at him. "You really believe in me?"
"No doubt."
She cupped his cheek. "Thank you." A gently grin swept her face before she went into her room to change. Green eyes and a broad body stood outside of her door, like the loyal, guard he was. He never left her side, except the bugs she was with her husband.
...
"Oh God. Tyler, I need to quit you." Caroline said. She was panting as he pinned her to the wall kissing her. "No, sex. Damnit." She looked out into the open room, then to the right at the large window overlooking South Beach. Tyler's lips, trailed down her body and slowly, made their way underneath her shirt, and around her navel. He let his hands glide up her sides and she forces herself to pull at her shirt tugging it back down. "No. Tyler. You're almost- ah ahh. Stop."
His lips trail down her navel and he begins unbuttoning her pants. "I can smell you. Just let me taste you. One kiss?"
"No."
His fingers unbuttoned slightly, and lower the moisture of his lips down her abdomen. He does it softly. He does it, different than Stefan. "Once."
"Fuck my absolute life. You play on my weaknesses." Her head hits the wall behind her and she waits patiently as he tugs her skin-tight pants, over her ass and yanks them down her body. "Hmm. Fuhh-" her eyes close, and he whole of his tongue swallows her.
How did it get this far?
xXx
Bonnie and Caroline were dressed for absolute business. Stepping off the elevator with one foot in front of the other, stealth and far from discreet. Gentle taps of their heel to toe strides, eyes straight forward, and each dawning to large diamond rings on their left rings fingers. Both Lucky and 2Time behind them. Eyes decked in shades, and blank faces. Under the glasses, those eyes didn't miss a beat of either of the women they were tasked with guarding.
They looked were all business attire today. Caroline golden locks that used to bounce from point A to point B were now straightened to the tips and fell down her shoulders. Bonnie's curls were also straightened but slicked back into a low ponytail that hung down her back. She wanted to cut her hair, so long ago, but Damon wouldn't let her. He loved how it had grown big and wild most days. He gave her everything she could've possibly wanted materially. But he was always gone. The Salvatore men spoiled their wives and sons. Possibly to supplement for their absence. But when Bonnie and Caroline pushed for involvement in the family business, Sal and baby Sal, were against it. Wanting to keep them out of danger, they assigned them guards, and let them have and do, whatever they wanted to keep them happy.
But Lily pushed the girls to find their own place in the family. She knew they had graduated college, and were smart as all hell. So, she pushed them to be strong, independent, and business-minded. Which is where they are headed now. A meeting to buy out Regina from the Stardust, and rid themselves of the Regina and her family once and for all.
The group stood outside of the hotel conference room, heavily guarded and low key. She turned towards Caroline and saw nervousness. "What wrong?"
"Nothing." She mumbled unconvincingly. Bonnie knew her best friend was lying. She looked to Tyler and Mason.
"Can you two give us a minute?" They nodded their heads and she continued, lowly. "I know that look. You are pressed about something. Don't fucking lie to me."
"Cherie... I'm getting in too deep with 2T. Every time I pull away, I get pulled back in. We just-"
"Baby Sal, will fucking kill you. I hope you're being careful."
"I've been very careful, but I don't know if I want to stop at is point." Caroline admitted, and Bonnie didn't let her face break. She was good about concealing her facial expression and keeping from enabling, the announcement that there could possibly a look of concern to come over her. She always had a game face on, and never broke in public. But her green eyes deeply embedded themselves into Caroline baby blue ones and she couldn't believe her ears.
"What? Don't get caught up, Joanie. Don't be swallowed by it. It is what it is. He's your side piece. Please don't get caught up. That's a game with 2T, he's just fun. Please get your head out of your ass and in this game. This money is what needs to be on your mind, right now."
"It is. I promise." She held her pinky up to Bonnie's. Bonnie looped her pinky around Caroline's and squeezed gently, then gave her a stern look.
"Are you ready Joanie?"
"I am. Remember. Don't back down. We go in relentless."
"Yeah. Fuck Regina!"
"Yes. Fuck Regina… And?" Bonnie looked at Caroline to make sure she was absolutely ready for this. Regina was trouble, and no matter how you sliced it, she'd put her family and marriage through enough. Now she had to go in, come face to face with the bosses, and privately, outbid Regina on the Stardust. The center of all of their problems. "Joanie? And?"
"And, we do his together. Cherry Bomb it, and have each other's backs no matter what!"
"No matter... fucking... what!" Bonnie said. "We may always be Joanie and Cherie, but we have to embrace who we've become also. Because, we are two different women than we were four years ago."
"We got this bitch! I'm a Salvatore!"
"We're fucking Salvatores!" Bonnie reiterated. "And Salvatore's don't take no shit from nobody." Bonnie adjusted Caroline's shirt color, and pushed her hair behind her shoulder. "You look fabulous."
"You too. Let's go get this money."
The two women waved down their two right-hand men and headed into the tightly secured conference room. They would be I. There for two hours... negotiating.
Four Years Ago
Bonnie's eyes shot open as he kept to his promise. He woke her up the way he promised to, and she wasn't disappointed. With her limited experience, sexually, he gave her the full experience. He molded her sexual appetite to his, so she'd never hunger for another man. He gave her the kind of pleasure any woman would envy. Gently, his hands moved between her thighs, opening her up. Spreading her, and just looking at the cookie. He took his eyes up further watching her stomach rise and fall. He loved making her anticipate him. Creeping slowly forward, he kissed her cookie gently. Just touched with his lips and pecked. First her opening, making a sucking sound. Then he kissed her clit, and tugged it gently with his soft lips.
Proceeding to speak to her in Italian she started to shiver. She understood every word of what he meant, and her pussy started to secrete juices before his eyes.
"Il mio. fiore prezioso." Knowing he snatched her woman hood, like he snatched her heart.
She cleared her throat, and swallowed.
"Voglio baciare le tue petali."
"Hmm." She hummed while he spread her slowly with his fingers. Then gently he sucked his fingers and rubbed small, soft, circular motions on her. He felt her getting frenzied, and staring at the small belly of hers, knowing he put a beautiful baby inside of her, made him want nothing more than to taste her and hear her moan. Coaxing her sweet taste out of her, he continuously spoke to her in his tongue.
"Spremere per me bambina."
"No."
"Si."
"No Damiano. Per favore."
"Sì. Fallo ora." He demanded and she obeyed. She squeezed while his tongue dug deeply inside of her, and the moment she did, he started to suck on her clit.
"Hmmmm." She covered her face with a pillow, and screamed. He was hardly merciful. He swallowed, every cry, every drop, every second.
...
They lay in their exhaustion. They'd been married three days and hadn't don't anything accept eat and consummate their union. Her eyes were closed. She lay on her back and caressed the hair on his head as he lay below her. "Bambina..." he called to her as she lay barely covered by a sheet. He lay his head just above her stomach, and put his hand onto the highest point of her protruding belly.
"Damiano." She opened to him.
"Have you thought about names?"
"No."
"I like the idea of giving my child a meaningful name."
"What names having symbolic meaning for you?"
"I don't know. Something we both like." They lay quietly in bed just being hopelessly in love. He crawled up her body, kissing her lips, and connecting them once more. His kiss became greedy once more. "Do you like the way you taste on my tongue?"
"Yes."
"Uhhmmm. Me too. Mrs. Salvatore."
"Sounds as good as it tastes."
"Good." He then swiftly cradled her into his arms, pulling her body on top of his. "This is all I want to do this week. I'm making up for months of not touching you." She giggled when he put his mouth on her neck and tickled her with his tongue. He took her breath away laughing, and she forcibly removed his hands from her back.
"Hey, don't tickle me."
"Or what?"
"I don't know. I may pee on you. Pregnant women have weak bladders." She laughed.
"I mean, I'm freaky baby, but... I never-"
"Damon! No." She laughed harder. "Come on, let's go for a swim. I haven't seen sunlight in days."
"Okay. We'll swim, then we'll feed you and the baby." He smiled. "I can't believe you're my fuckin' wife."
"I know. What have I gotten myself into?" She joked.
"You now have a family. Stefano and I each, now have a sister. I no, I'm not perfect, Bambina. But I plan to make you happy." She kissed him.
"You already have."
...
"Our daughter's name will be Annabelle." Caroline said without a grin. Stefan had been teasing her, that she's having a boy, because she had night sickness instead of morning.
"No. my son will have a strong name. I've always liked Paul. It's strong."
"Paul. Paul?" She choked on her chocolate shake. "No fuckin' way. Never."
"Paul, is strong. Plus, Paul was an Apostle."
"So."
"So, it would be nice for our son, to have a name that has strong meaning behind it." He furrowed his thick eyebrows at her.
"If you're an actual Saint. Which, you are not Stefan Salvatore... you can't name your child after an Apostle just to atone for your own sins."
He looked her square in the eyes. "You hate me, right? You fuckin' hate me. I'm convinced, because you fuckin' just...Ya know? You say whatever flies off the top of your fuckin' tongue. Like, what the fuck?"
"Wah wah!" She mocked. "You cry about everything. I'm going to go study for my finals." She said walking away from him.
"Carol. Carol!" She kept walking. "Caroline, get back here." He walked after her before Lily stopped him. "Ma. Move."
"No. what are you? Crazy? Stop yelling at the mother of ya child like that."
"I'm talkin' to her. She won't turn around. It's very fuckin' disrespectful."
"And your mouth ain't? Son you got a lot to learn about women. Sit down. I'll make you and sandwich." She pushed him back to the kitchen and sat him on a stool. "Seriously. You fuckin' get that from your father."
"Ma. Your mouth is worse than Giuseppe's. Trust me."
"Do as I say, not as I do." She popped him in his forehead.
"Ma."
"What? You'll learn. Wait until your baby boy is older. He's gonna give you hell."
"You think so too? I'm having a boy?" He smiled.
"Oh, hell yeah. You both are. You and your brother." He was confused, because her tone wasn't that of excitement. It was that of yield.
"Wait, why do you say that?"
"You two, little assholes, gave me a hard time. Now, you're gonna get it back tenfold. And those two boys, are gonna be hardcore momma's boys. I promise you this, Stefano. Especially you. You were, the spoiled, rotten, little baby." She endearingly cupped his cheek softly then smacked him playfully, and kissed his forehead. "But I wouldn't take back a day in the life with my boys and their papa. You are my world." She looked him in the eyes sincerely. "Until those babies, come, then I'm gonna transfer all of my pampering on to them. You guys are your wives now."
"My wife is eighteen. She has no idea how to pamper me."
"Well, good. Maybe you oughta pamper her for a while, and eventually she'll start doing the same. Now, salami, roast beef, or bologna? Take your pick baby boy."
"Come on, Ma. Salami, prosciutto, and ham. I gotta get to the university later. There's a Greek party; which means good money. I'll be leaving around ten, please keep Carol busy. So, I don't hear about it when I get home."
She looked at him like he was crazy. "Stefano-"
"Ma, please. Sal isn't here, I need to make this money." Just then Caroline walks back into the kitchen.
"I smelled pickles." She walked I clenching her gassy stomach.
"Have a seat blondie, I'll make you two lunch." She poured Caroline a small glass of water. She dipped her finger in another cup of water, then the baking soda, and told Caroline "Open up."
"What? No way."
"Blondie, open up." Caroline, cautiously opened her mouth and Lily stuck her baking soda covered finger onto her tongue. "It helps with the gas."
"Ugh. It's disgusting."
"Swallow. Wash it down with the water." She rolled her eyes. "Gosh. You're all, big babies." But Lily wouldn't have it any other way. She finally had daughters, grandchildren were in reach, and her boys were home more often now. Nothing mattered more to her hand her family.
You put it to me and now we'll play the game
I'll wrap you up and you'll go insane
It took so long and I waited my turn
You pay your debt I'm gonna make you burn
Present Day
"Thank you, Mr. Rossi. This, is an honor. You won't be disappointed."
"Please...Call me Angelo." He said kissing both girls on their hands. "Also, thank you for that Intel. I'll be making sure to look into it."
"Well, it's not like us to come forward with information like that, but, you understand the circumstances."
"Of course. Family, is family."
"Anyways, we should get going. We'll stay in touch." Bonnie said.
"Give Lily my love. It's been too long."
"Will do." The girls turned around, inclined to scream but instead kept every ounce of cool. Mason and Tyler were made to leave an hour into the meeting, leaving just Bonnie, Caroline, and Angelo Rossi. Angelo, was one of the bosses of the family. He's the man who assigns everyone their positions in the family business. Damon was in charge of pushing. Bonnie found that out the day she met him. Stefan was under his brother, but Damon left Stefan in charge of the college kids, while Damon took charge of bigger deals. Which is how he met Kill and Will.
They were Regina's "brothers" in the street. But her only blood was Frenchie. She owned the Stardust, put her sister to work, and was ruthless. But a very wealthy woman. A rich bitch with a mind for money. But, she found out about Bonnie and Caroline, and agreed to help Kill and Will. So, four years ago, on Bonnie's wedding day, they delivered a package to the women they couldn't ignore. Blackmailing them to work behind their husbands back.
Even after the women promised their husbands they wouldn't keep any more secrets, this time, they had no choice. They had to keep quiet. At least for a while.
Four years ago
Bonnie and Damon came back from their seven days of privacy. Or more like Stefan and Caroline were allowed to come back to the house they all shared in the suburbs. Damon wasn't ready to share Bonnie with Caroline again. He knew them together was trouble, but Stefan on the other hand, was ready for Caroline to have her friend back. He couldn't handle dealing with her emotions, and hormonal mood swings. He took Damon on a drop with him, and Caroline and Bonnie were finally alone. Caroline waited until the cars were out of sight before she busted the envelope out of her overnight bag and tossed it on the table.
Then she looked at Bonnie. Well rested and glowing. "Oh, my gosh, how much sex did you have?"
"Caroline!"
"Well?"
"I couldn't have kept track if I tried. I'm not sure we ever truly stopped, except to breath."
"You're just so dazed and happy. I remember those days in the beginning. I, on the other hand feel like punching Stefan in the face."
Bonnie laughed. "What's new?" She slowly walked to her blonde best friend. "Gosh, I missed you. A week. A whole fucking week." She hugged her then they both laughed as Bonnie's small belly bumped Caroline's still relatively non-visible one. Caroline lifted Bonnie's shirt and put her hand on her belly. Bonnie giggled at her cold fingers.
"I still can't believe it."
"Me either. I'm still not ready."
"Well, you still have five months to go. So, we will do our best to get you ready. We're doing this together."
A tear fell from Bonnie's eye. Remembering how she has a mother who's not around. A father who basically sold her to her rapist as a bargain to keep from going to prison, which, by the way, didn't work in his favor. The fear that she married a man she's known for five months, but has never loved another person the way she loves him, besides Caroline; scared her. In a way, she was empty even though she wasn't. "Crazy, right? I'm seventeen."
"Almost eighteen."
"Yeah. Two weeks and I'll be an honors graduate."
"One month and you'll be eighteen."
"Fuck, how did we get here Care? I mean, when did it all happen?"
"Bon, what's wrong I thought you were happy?"
"I am. But I just think about my parents, and Lucien, and Kai, and your parents... how did this become our lives?" She took her belly in her hands and watched her best friend's face slowly relax.
"Fate. But you know," she placed her hands at Bonnie's shoulders, "I don't regret a got damn thing. Because the most important person is still here with me." She looked at her best friend. "And that, will never change." The two teenage, almost-mom's hugged one another. "Through it all, we're graduating. With honors. You are going to get your money when you turn eighteen. I've got mine, now. It took months to get Lucien taken care of. But now we'll both be eighteen. We have our trust funds."
"But do we want that dirty money care? Our parents didn't give a damn about us."
"Hey money is money, bitch, that'll also never change. Besides, our grandparents left us our trust funds. So, hell yes. We want that money. Until we make our own way. Which we will. Together. So, don't trip." Caroline put her hair in a bun as the heat was getting to her and laughed to herself again.
"What?"
"Remember that song we sang when we were little. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage." She started to crack up laughing. Bonnie watched her amuse herself. "I mean it all happened, just out of order." She couldn't stop laughing. Bonnie chuckled for a minute, then started laughing like Caroline. The two girls stood in the middle of the kitchen laughing. "You're right. How the hell did we get here?"
"Ugh. Determination. Determined to get the hell away from Mystic Falls." Bonnie spoke to Caroline for a couple of hours about she and Damon, while Caroline complained happily about Stefan. They caught up for a weeks' worth of missed conversations and then reluctantly, dragged the mention of the envelope. "Now, let's open this got damn envelope." They sat down, together.
And watched, as photo after photo proved the evidence against them for unlawfully breaking into Lucien's house. Photos of Damon and Stefan ending Lucien's life. Photos of Dean and Sam. And all at the scene of the crime. Including, Mason and Tyler for getting rid of any and all physical evidence. Including where the burial site is. Julian assembling and dismantling cameras, and Lily in the SUV and the license plates. The eight people at the scene of the crime. Which included everyone the two girls would grow to love the most.
They had no idea the history of the family, let alone, enough to understand the relationship the Salvatore's had with Regina and her family. But one thing was certain, they had incriminating evidence, that could destroy the entire Salvatore family. So, the girls had to play ball. They must figure out what Kill and Will want, and they have to comply, to protect, Lily and the boys.
And they can't say a word to anyone.
I know about you and I'm gonna tell
The way I planned you're gonna go through hell
Now you listen what I'm about to say
Or you won't live to see the light of day
Present Day
Bonnie and Caroline walked away from this deal with Angelo Rossi. They just bought out the Stardust. Privately outbidding Regina, and they would be co-owners. Not only did they own the Club, they were in charge of handling, business with anyone who came in there to handle deals. They were in charge of every girl's private business transaction.
They walked away feeling confident. They had no idea how they would tell their husbands, but right now in this moment...
"This calls for celebration." Caroline screamed.
"I'm so happy. This is one of the best days of my life. We are finally sticking it to that bitch Regina."
"Everything they tried taking from us, is coming back tenfold."
"God, it feels good. Doesn't it?" Bonnie sighed. "Almost like freedom."
"So, where are we celebrating?" An excited and giddy Caroline asked while she tried to keep her cheeks from smiling so hard.
Her and Caroline hugged and pulled back. Looking at one another. Two young women, pushing their weight in the Family they barely became a part of four years ago. They were inside. They turned down bottle service, because they didn't want to use the Salvatore name, since they were staying low profile. Tonight, they were Cherie and Joanie, again.
"Wherever they have margaritas and strong tequila!" Mason and Tyler kept it very cool. They headed out to their cars and drove downtown, to the center of South Beach strip. When they got out of the cars, they felt like bosses. They shook their hair out. Took their jackets off and let go. No kids, no husbands. New solidified positions in the family. And they did it by themselves, with a little help from Lily.
They held up shots, and toasted to each other. Then, they drank and got so lost in the night. For the next four hours, they owned the club, and Bonnie and Caroline, danced together most of the time while Mason and Tyler stood watch. That is until, Caroline grabbed Tyler roughly and made him her eye candy for a while.
Mason grabbed Bonnie and started to dance with her when he saw Caroline and Tyler drift off. "She's a terrible flirt. She's so lucky her husband is not here." Bonnie said.
"To be honest, it's a good thing he's not here."
"Why?" She looked up at him.
"I mean, they'd argue. And kiss, and argue and kiss. Right now, she's not arguing at all. She's just having fun." He said.
"Yeah, but, they argue. That's their thing. They've always argued."
"And you, what's your thing?"
"Who, me and Damon? We... we... have lots of things."
"Like what?"
"He speaks to me in Italian. He romances me."
"You mean, when he's around?"
"Lucky-"
"Don't call me that."
"Mason, Damon and I may not be the way we were four years ago, but I love him."
"I know you love him. I know I'll never take his place. No matter how often, I'm here and he's not." He pulled her into him closer. Bear his large arms around her, bringing her close enough to smell his after shave. She'd be lying if she didn't admit he was gorgeous. The way he looked at her like he adored her, and like he'd give his life for her. But she loved Damon. Damon, is the man she has always loved, and will always love. Mason, had to understand that.
"No. you'll never take his place. But you have your own place with me. I don't have many friends. But you're one of them." He smiled at her and took his lips to her cheek slowly. He kissed her right at the corner of her mouth. His soft lips, lingered, into her need for closeness. Damon was currently so caught up, in work, and trouble, he was mixing the two up. Keeping her happy, became synonymous with getting into trouble. He was everywhere, making money, trying to keep her and their son spoiled, but he was so busy he wasn't around. He didn't realize he was pushing her away. Pushing her towards Mason.
"I'll always be one of your friends. No matter what. I hope you always know that." He whispered in her ear as he pulled up. Then he kissed her softly, behind her ear, making her shiver. She couldn't control everything she was feeling, her alcohol wanted to take over. But luckily, a drunken Caroline stumbled into them unknowingly.
"Hey 2T what the fuck?" Mason said.
"Sorry, guys. Let's go. She's had enough. She needs to go back to the hotel." Tyler said. Apologizing for Caroline's stumbling. Bonnie helped him to lift her friend, and make sure she didn't have to throw up.
"Hey, Joanie... you good baby girl?" She asked smacking her face gently.
"I'm good, I just... I'm so fucking happy. We closed with Angelo Rossi. We fuckin did! Two bad ass high school, brats, from Mystic Falls. We are doing so good. And they are nowhere in sight. They can't even see us." She choked out becoming an emotional drunk.
"Who, babe? Stefan?"
"Yeah, Stefan. Is always gone, working, fucking around. But not just him, my mom. The people we went to high school with. The fuckin people who didn't wait five minutes to talk shit when we left. Your parents. All of 'em. Where are they, huh? Where?" She asked emotionally.
"Who cares. I'm here. You're here. That's all that matters. Remember what you told me four years ago, in the kitchen when I was afraid? No one else matters."
"Yeah. Yeah. You're right. I'm sorry. You know we never drink. It's so rare we do this. So, I'm sorry I got all emotional. I'm just so fucking happy, that you and I are making moves, but no one that hurt us, is around to see it."
"By choice." Bonnie said grabbing her face. "By fuckin choice." She looked her in the eyes and smiled. "We don't need them. Now, let's go back to the hotel. You're gonna need all of tomorrow to sleep this off before your husband is here in two days. Let's go. Can you walk?"
"Yeah sure." She giggled. They let her go, and she tried walking, but Tyler caught her when she moved forward, without actually using her legs. "Oops."
"Okay. I got her." He lifted her up and carried her. "Let's get out of here. Pat yourselves on the back. You closed with Rossi." Tyler said. "That's a big deal. Her hangover will be well worth it."
"Yeah, we did." Bonnie herself, drunk laughed at Caroline's rolling eyes. "Let's go." She followed Tyler, who was holding Caroline, and she was lead out by hand, by Mason. Both men drove the women back to their hotels.
xXx
The next day, Tyler wakes Caroline up by opening her curtains. "Get up." He says, already dressed for the day. She ignores him tossing the covers over her head. Groaning like she was exhausted. "I'm serious. Get up. Lily just called us, and told us Sal's are on their way."
"What? A day early?"
"Yes. And you and Bon aren't answering your phones, for God knows how long. They could be here any minute."
Caroline sat up quickly. "Holy fuck. My head." Tyler standing next to her already with pain killers in his hand and water. She took them quickly, and looked up at him. "You know, I'm gonna need something stronger than that."
"Care. Not today. I'm not about to answer to Baby Sal. Once he's here, I'm fuckin gone. I'm not gonna-"
"Ty, please? This hangover ain't gonna cure itself. I need something."
"Chemical?"
"Hormonal." She said seriously.
"Fuck! Care!"
"I'll come so quick you won't even have to put in much work."
"I'm going to see Vicky today."
"Ty?" She begged, big blue eyes and all.
"Fuck!" He yelled, and she pulled her panties off. "You know, I can't say no to you." He was telling her today, what she told him yesterday. "Quick."
"I promise." She said, dangling her fingertip from between her teeth.
...
"Care? Why did we do that?" He asked her as he was getting himself quickly, ready to leave her room.
"Ty, you know I care about you. I know you have Vicky, you know my sitch. It's just, fun." She rolled her eyes. "Come on, don't tell me you are having second thoughts."
"It's not that. I mean... I just, don't want us getting caught up." He walked to her as she turned the shower water on. "I could be shot in the head right, fuckin now."
"But yesterday, who was the one, who wouldn't let me stop? You. Now tell me this, when you're at Friday night meetings once a month at the club, is my husband always on his best behavior?"
"Look at me. What the fuck do I look like? You can't ask me about Friday night meetings."
"Ty, I met you on a Friday night, at those meetings. So, I'm not stupid. But, I'll be damned, if I'm sitting at home like somebodies ole lady. I'm twenty-two, and I don't play that shit. So, you can continue what we do, or I can find someone else." She took the one piece of clothing she on, off. Her tank top was on the floor.
"You can be heartless, you know that?"
She stepped into the shower, and smiled. "I am who I am. No one's approval is needed." She closed the shower curtain, just as he heard a knock at the door.
"Fuck." He whispered. "Care. Someone's at the door."
"So. I locked the chain link."
"It's probably Stefan." They both paused, and listened. ("Room service.") He sighed, letting out the breath he was holding in. He looked at her and shook his head. "I'm outta here. I'll see you at the party tomorrow night."
"Yeah. And Ty. Thanks for everything. I had a blast last night, and thanks to, today, my headache is gone." He smirked at her, and left so she could finish showering.
xXx
"I'm outta here Bon." Mason called out to her as she got herself together. "I-uh, I guess I'll see you at the party tomorrow night." He stood outside of her bathroom door. Waiting for a response. "Okay, I'm gone." He headed towards the door, and she opened the bathroom door. She walked out freshly showered, with her hair in a bun and a relaxed jumper on. Her face was clear of make-up and she was holding her head.
"Wait, give me a hug. I had so much fun last night." He bear hugged her. "Thanks for everything. Your friendship, support, looking out for me, so I don't get kidnapped." She grinned as she pulled him in for a hug.
"Companionship. An ear. A shoulder. A-"
"All of it." She politely interrupted him.
"Anytime."
"Are you bringing, Faye, to the party?"
"Probably. She's been asking what I'm doing, so, I hinted that I might need a date." He smiled.
"I'm happy I introduced you two. I mean, once she got her shit together. But, she was one of the first people Care and I met when we got here. She gave me my first hit of Molly, and she got me incredibly high, which lead me to meet... Damon." She said quietly. "Anyways, once we started school, she helped us to fit in fast. She's a cool chick."
"She is." He just kept staring at her.
"Not to mention, she's a gorgeous girl."
"She is." He agreed. Then looked at her and her makeup-free face, and simple look. He basked in her beauty, wanting to remind her she was beautiful as well. Instead of doing that, he took his head to a small tilt and grinned like a school boy. Something Mason never did. Then he said, "The men in our family are luckier than we deserve when it comes to women. Most of us don't deserve you guys, but you love us anyways."
"Yeah, well. Only the people who love you, know what you deserve. With that said, I want you to know that, I'm happy for you. I hope, you're happy."
"I am." Their stares lingered for what felt like minutes, but it was seconds, of awkward silence, and friendly smiling. The monotony was broken when he spoke. "So, uh... I should go. I'm sure he'll be here in a couple minutes."
"Yeah, yeah. I um... thanks Mase. I'll see you tomorrow." She went to kiss his cheek, and by mistake he turned to her face to speak to her, and their lips met in a small, soft peck. Her eyes widened, when she realized, and both people pulled up abruptly.
"I'm so sorry."
"I know. It was an accident. I'm sorry too." She said nervously, then opened the door to let him out, and as he walked, he spoke softly.
"Bye Bon."
"Bye, Mase." She closed the door quietly and put her back against the it. She stared off into space and cupped her lips with her two main fingers and thought for two seconds about it, before wiping his peck off. Not that it was awful. The family kissed each other on the mouths all the time. She may have even kissed Mason like that a time or two before. Friendly hellos and goodbyes. But this time, she had a second to see it differently, she instantly felt awful that it happened. Sure, Mason was friendly with her. He was her body guard. Every body guard, has a special relationship with their person. But these two never crossed the line. Ever. And they never planned to.
...
Relatively shortly after Mason and Tyler left, Bonnie and Caroline decided to head to breakfast, to complete the process in curing their hangovers. They didn't want their husband to know that they were celebrating, because they weren't sure how to break the news. So, they took it to breakfast, and decided to call their mother-in-law and talk to their boys about their night with Mimi Lily.
"I'm Surprised their coming a day early." Caroline frowned into her glass of orange juice and champagne. "Not that I'm not happy, since we barely see them anymore, but I just feel jipped. Last night was fun, and I miss the you and me times."
"Yeah. After the babies, and going to school full time, college parties weren't what I expected." Bonnie admitted.
"Well, why would they be? For one we did our fair share of paring in high school. And two, when your husbands are there every time, pushing weight, and threatening people to pay them, it's kind of hard to get the full experience."
"Well, let's not forget, we couldn't tell anyone we were married to them for the first two years we lived on campus. So, watching them get hit on was so fucking maddening. I think Stefan, no... I know Stefan enjoys getting a rise out of me."
"The things you two do, to keep it exciting in the bedroom." Bonnie laughed.
"And you and Damon?"
"Damon, and I, are the same."
"Bon, have you told anyone?"
"About how he's been using? No. but Mason's the one that keeps tabs on him for me."
"Bon, I mean, no one's perfect. Look at me and Stefan. We love each other, but we do stupid things all the time. Damon will get it together. He, just... he needs to not be around it."
"Caroline, he's the man in Miami. It's not gonna happen."
"He'll do it for you Bonnie. He'll do it for Benny."
"My Little Bennett. What will I ever tell him?"
"You won't. Because we're gonna fix this. Together. We may not have grown up in the perfect family, and we may have married into another imperfect one, but the difference is... this family won't ever leave us. And we won't ever leave them. I know how much you love Damon. I know how hard you will fight for him, but I need you to understand, you will never have to fight alone. Ever. I will always be here Bonnie. I will always have your back. Damon's, not perfect, Stefan's not perfect, and you and I are far from it. But we're learning. We'll get there one day."
"I just love him so much Care. I don't want to lose him too."
"You won't. I promise." She grabbed hyper best friend's hands. "We closed on the deal with Angelo Rossi. We have the club. We made an investment. We dealt with Lucien. We are gonna bust down Regina, and her family. If we can do that, we can get through anything."
"Yeah. You're right."
They hugged, to where Caroline squeezed her harder than normal, and held her longer. Until, Caroline's phone rang. "Hello."
"Yeah, where are you?"
"I'm with Bonnie having breakfast."
"What did you guys do last night? You weren't answering your phone."
Caroline rolled her eyes. "Pft. You called me once. Once! I waited for a second call, and it never happened. So, you can kiss my ass."
"Oh yeah?" He asked angrily,
"Yeah." She snapped back.
"Say that to my face!" He said hanging up the phone, and when she turned around, he gave a cocky grin. Her eyes sparkled in the light coming in from the windows, and she jumped up and into his arms.
"Baby!" She whined.
"Oh God. I fuckin' missed you." He kissed her over and over.
"Uhh. Fuck. I missed you too." The two proceeded to make out like teenagers in the Restaurant. They were all over each other. Sure, they fought a lot. Sure, they cursed a lot. Sure, they cheated here and there with an occasional fling. But, there was never a doubt, how hard they loved. Caroline and Stefan were a pair made for each other. They called their love 'spontaneous' and for them, it was exciting. "I love you so much."
"Come on baby. Let's go to the room." He said, and not even removing his eyes from hers he called out, "Waiter!" To which the waiter immediately walked over to him.
"Yes, Mr. Salvatore."
"Charge it to my account." Still, looking deep in Caroline's eyes, he was not concerned of any other issues, like her hunger or thirst. As far as he was concerned, she was hungry and thirsty for him and him alone, right now. And he wouldn't be wrong. "Let's go baby."
"Okay." She looked to Bonnie who was still sitting. "Bon, babe, you staying?"
"Yeah, I think I'm going to the bar to have another drink." She looked around not seeing Damon.
"He should be here any minute, Bambi." They called her short for Bambina sometimes. "He wasn't far behind me." Stefan said.
"Yeah sure. I-uh. I need a drink anyways." She smiled. "I'll catch up with you guys later." She smiled softly and headed toward the bar. She had on her black jumper. It was fitted, up top and strapless. Tightly hugging her breast and her waistline. And once it hit the hips, it remained a snug fit as the shorts hugged her backside. Her heels gave her an additional four inches of length, but still, she wasn't very tall at all. Her hair was still in the bun. And as a she got to the bar. She lowered her glasses, and let her hair fall, to cover the single tear drop that hit her cheek bone, and as slow as the tear drop moved, it never fell. Just sat on her cheek, withholding her emotions. Caroline and Stefan were already headed to their room, when she got a text.
Care: I love you.
Bon: I love you more.
She grinned big, looking through her phone at pictures of everyone she loved.
"Hey gorgeous, what can I get for you?" The bartender asked.
"I'll take a bourbon. Dry, please. With two lemons." She clenched her phone in her hand and bit back her anger and sadness. The least he could've done was made an entrance, like Stefan did. She thought. Least he could've done was show up. Her hair fell over her shoulder and she ran her fingers through it, still not touching the one tear drop that her cheek held. Her glasses managed to cover the water, welding in her eyes, that wanted to turn to tears. A plum colored card dropped next to her, covered by the hand of a man, wearing Tom Ford Noir. Her favorite smell.
"Make that two, and keep them coming." He said with his deep and commanding voice. She didn't turn to him, she sat there and turned her head to the opposite side of his hand. Her big curly hair blocked him from her face. He snapped his fingers at the piano player, and the pianist began playing My Immortal by Evanescence.
She'd never heard the song, played so beautifully. He pulled her up gently and turned her towards him. Standing with a single red rose in his mouth. His cheek was bleeding. She wanted to be angry at him, but she had to gently sigh. "You're supposed to have the rose dethorned, asshole."
"Not unless I picked it myself." He smiled. She pulled it from his mouth.
"One single, solitary rose is a beautiful gesture, Damon. But you can't just earn my forgiveness that easy."
"I know." He grabbed her by her waist and walked her to the small area near the piano. Then before they danced, he pulled off her shades and wiped her tears. They danced for the duration of the song. "I love you more than anything."
"I know, Damon." She held her face onto his chest. They swayed, and he bit his lip, feeling so emotional. She didn't know if it was how he felt or if it was drugs. She had no idea how to feel. She just held him harder. They swayed a while, until the pianist finished the son. Then he leads her back to the bar, and they sat, and had a few drinks. She laughed a bit, and he smiled. They had a good time for about an hour before heading back to the room. He held her hand the whole way. Lovingly leading her, adoring her, and kissing her hand the whole way.
Bonnie got to the door and used her key to open it. She was slightly tipsy and somewhat elated. When she opened the door, and walked in she gasped. He filled the room with dozens and dozens of roses.
"You said one single rose wouldn't cut it, so... I hope this maybe, just puts a little dent in your anger."
As they walked deeper into the room, her locked the door, and kneeled before her in the center of his room. "Sei la mia vita." His eyes watered. "Tu sei l'unica parte bella di me." She lifted his face, and pulled his body up to hers. Pressing her lips gently against his, they kissed lovingly.
"Fai l'amore di me." He removed her jumper, and she removed his clothes, and he took her body on the bed, showing her the only tender side of him. Her and their son. But in this moment, just her. He was always tender with her, emotions. He had no soft side. Damon Salvatore, had no soft ways. The only time he was tender was with her and their son. In these moments, when he wasn't surrounded by his lifestyle, his money, and the persona they knew of him on the streets, he was the man she met at the party almost five years ago. Who took her virginity on the beach, and made love to her, vowing that he'd never leave her, and telling her he fell in love with her four hours after meeting her. He was that guy, who had to know her.
Right now, he wasn't a drug dealer, or a killer. He wasn't dark, or business-minded. He was the guy, who gave her his entire heart the night he met her, and stole hers along the way. He was soft, and deep, and the only one who taught her the meaning of unconditional.
That's what they were. Unconditional.
...
The next day, Bonnie and Caroline went to the beach with Damon and Stefan. They laughed about their first beach encounter with Sam and Dean. They tanned, and loved. The two couples were enjoying life, slowly. For once, they all relaxed in one place, without their kids. It had been a while since they'd done this. They needed it.
"No business, today, or tonight." Caroline said.
"Carol. I told you we wouldn't. Stop saying that."
"I'm just reminding you. You tend to forget, whenever someone asks for something, if you know what I mean."
"Well, not tonight. Tonight, we're bringing in the new year with you two." He grabbed her and kissed her on the cheek.
"Good." Caroline stood up and pulled her husband up and walked to the water. "You guys coming? She turned asking Damon and Bonnie.
"Uh, in a minute." Damon said.
Stefan looked at him, "Don't take too long. I wanna leave before the beach gets over crowded." He lifted Caroline over his shoulders and ran out to the water dunking them both in at once. Bonnie laughed, she knew Caroline was going to hate him for doing that.
Damon looked at Bonnie and whispered. "You know our first beach encounter wasn't actually, the day we fought Dean and Sam. It was the night I took your virginity." She blushed, but didn't speak. "You got nothin' to say or what?" He grinned.
"I know. I remember. How can I ever forget?" She continued to blush. Her sunglasses were hiding her face, so he removed them.
"I wanna see your face." He looked into her green eyes. "That's the night we created the little guy."
"Benny Salvatore."
"He has a strong name, ya know? Bennett. We picked perfectly. He's gonna do better things than me. Ya know? He's gonna be smart like you, and go to college, and not be a part of this life."
"Oh yeah, Damon, and how the hell, do you plan on keeping him away from it? You can't even keep yourself way from it." She asked seriously, watching him as he came in for a kiss.
"I don't know yet. But it'll happen. I promise you that. You trust me?"
"Of course, I do, Damon."
"Then just trust me." He looked out to the water. "Come on, let's go for a swim. I want to show you off a bit before I take you back to the room."
"Okay." She stood up. "Last one to the water, has to carry the other back to the room." She laughed. Then as he got up, she tripped him and took off.
"Oh, you're gonna get it, Bambina." He got up and stopped when he heard his phone ring. He looked at the caller. It was Regina. He shut his phone off and headed to the water. "No business today." He told himself.
This update has taken a while. I apologize. Partially because I didn't want to focus so much on the girls' pregnancies. They will be dealt with in Flashback moments as will the last four years of their lives that lead to this moment that they made this deal behind their husband's backs. But now we fast forward, they are college grads, young moms, and still Caroline and Bonnie, who get into trouble from time to time. This isn't a story where they are supposed to be angels or good girls. They are regular girls, who began a life of crime to get away from abusive homes, and they so happened to marry into a crime family. So, this is their lives, this is what they do. They are flawed characters purposely, and have a hard time being told what to do.
So, they are still dealing with Regina, Kill and Will, and their lives from the last four years will resurface. These two best friends, refuse to ever give up on each other. Now also helping each other with their relationships, since these two lost girls, married these two troubled guys, and we will meet their little boys next chapter. and see how life has changed even more so.
I hope you guys liked this update. Thank you for reading!
Sorry if my Italian is off...
"Il mio. fiore prezioso." (Mine. Precious flower.)
"Voglio baciare le tue petali." (I want to kiss your petals.)
"Spremere per me bambina." (Squeeze for me baby girl.)
"Sì. Fallo ora." (Yes. Do it now.)
"Sei la mia vita." (You are my life.)
"Tu sei l'unica parte bella di me." (You are the only beautiful part of me.)
"Fai l'amore di me." (Make love to me.)