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Summer Love

PART X

The sun hasn't completely risen when Bonnie woke up. It was early in the morning, and she wondered why she's always waking up in such early hours. Maybe Damon's nickname of Redbird for her actually fits her. Because, you know, birds are usually up at this time . . . Anyway, while Bonnie stealthily came down the stairs in her silk nightgown, she reflected on the events that happened yesterday.

Elena and Stefan left as soon as the clothes were washed, dried, and folded neatly. Bonnie and Damon stayed home—it's funny how she and Elena refer to this beach house as home now—talking and watching TV. She found out that he was twenty-six years old, only five years older than her. She found out that he was a rising business man in Italy; an heir to the Salvatore Corps that had been running there since the beginning of . . . well, long before the brothers were born.

And she found out why he disliked Elena.

Sitting on a stool and eating nutella for breakfast once again, Bonnie couldn't help but think back on that particular part of their conversation.

"Why do you hate Elena?" Bonnie had blurted out, turning her gaze to Damon's.

Damon immediately stopped what he was doing and stared at her, astonished. Although after that, he sank down on the couch and crossed his arms. "It's not that I hate her. It's more of like . . . she reminds me of someone I do hate."

"Who does she remind you of?" Bonnie asked, her gossipy-side showing.

He looked away, almost staring into a distance. "My ex-girlfriend. Katherine Pierce. In fact," Damon had said, turning his fathomless eyes towards her, "Elena is the spitting image of her. I often wondered if they were related."

Feeling her arms tingle at the newfound information (and the jealousy that struck her), she bit her lip and brought her gaze down. Quietly, she asked, "Does it hurt . . . to be around her—Elena?"

"Sometimes," Damon answered, then he shifted his gaze on hers—a crooked smile on his face. "But it's more of a dull ache now."

"Really?" Bonnie asked, lifting her head up.

Damon leaned closer and pressed his lips on the corner of her mouth. "Really."

Now that I think about it, Bonnie thought as she continued to eat, he was looking at me weirdly yesterday. As if I did something. Did I do something to make him look at me that way?

The way he looked at her . . . it was intense, to put it simply. His eyes were looking at her—watching her like she saved him from something. Perhaps it was the depression he felt when he was out of the relationship. A big part of Bonnie wanted to ask more questions yesterday, about the mysterious Katherine-girl, but got distracted by Damon's lips on hers . . .

Still, she wanted to know who she is and what happened to their relationship. Did Katherine die? Did she leave him? Did she cheat on him? So many questions muffled her other thoughts that Bonnie hardly heard the front door opening. It was only when the person entered the kitchen that she let out a surprised shriek.

"Bonnie! Bonnie, calm down! It's only me! Matt!"

The small female jumped off the stool and ran towards her friend. "Matt! I didn't know you were coming here! I mean, I knew you were but I didn't know you'll be here today!" she exclaimed, grinning.

Matt grinned back at his friend, noticing that she was wearing . . . a nightgown. A pretty one that complimented her appearance. "Well, I'm back! How'd you guys like the beach house so far?"

"Oh Elena and I love it! But there was a bit of an . . . unexpected surprise," Bonnie said, almost hesitantly.

"Yeah?" Matt asked, raising his eyebrows. "What kind of 'unexpected surprise'?"

"Well . . ." Bonnie furrowed her eyebrows and began looking anywhere but him.

"Oh come on, Bon. It can't be that bad if you and Elena are enjoying it here," he argued.

Bonnie blushed, because it wasn't bad at all. The first few days were bad, but they always were. The first few days in school were bad, the first few days in work were bad, heck, the first few days of . . . of everything were bad! The awkwardness and frustration eventually died down by the end of the first week.

She raised her brown eyes to meet his bright blue ones. She took a deep breath. "Well, your parents had already rented this beach house to these Italian brothers so when we got here we found the Italian brothers the next day—or, I mean, they found us in here the next day. And then Damon—the older Salvatore—wanted us to leave the beach house immediately since they paid for it and he doesn't like sharing and all that but I somehow kinda persuaded him to let us stay here for free. But at first Elena didn't like it but I already suggested it so we were kinda stuck with it. The first few days with the Salvatore's were horrible but we all managed so here we are now," she summarized, taking another deep breath.

"So let me get this straight," Matt said slowly, his eyebrows furrowing. "My parents rented this place before summer and they didn't tell me?"

"I don't know! You tell me!" Bonnie exclaimed, a confused look on her face.

"How come you guys are still-"

"Who are you?" a familiar, deep voice asked from behind Matt. Quickly, the blonde boy turned around.

"Who are you?" Matt replied cautiously, looking at the dark-haired man in the kitchen. He pulled Bonnie behind him and Bonnie struggled to keep his hand off her wrists.

"That's Damon," she said after a moment, stepping beside Matt while he finally let go of her wrists. They both glanced at her, aware that she was only wearing her nightgown.

"Why don't you go change into something more modest?" Damon suggested, a hint of a smile gracing his lips. Bonnie blushed and murmured an agreement.

"Yeah, go on, Bon." Matt was trying his hardest not to scowl at the man before him. "Damon and I will just talk."

"There's nothing to talk about," Damon said. Bonnie rushed from the two males. "Arrangements had already been made," she heard Damon say. The redhead didn't pause to think whether or not the maid-agreements were part of those "arrangements."

Bonnie skipped up the steps, hurrying to her room so she could change before disputes could surface between Matt and Damon.

Oh this does not look good at all.

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