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Chapter 10

Bonnie didn't want to go back to the boarding house, but she knew that she had to because of the back to school party for the senior class. If only this party had been three weeks ago like it was supposed to have been, but it kept getting postponed and pushed back because of everyone's hectic schedules. Bonnie knew she was being a coward, but she just didn't want to confront Damon about his feelings for her.

Damon could be impossible and Bonnie just didn't have the energy to get mind fucked by him. He had really freaked her out today, eventhough he hadn't really said or done anything, it was just the way he had looked at her that made her want to run and hide.

She had seen that look before when Damon still thought that Katherine was in the tomb and he had been desperately in love with her. Bonnie wasn't a fool, she knew that Damon wasn't in love with her, but he did love fucking her and in Damon's twisted mind that made her his that is until he got tired of her and moved on to his next conquest, or by some miracle stole Elena from Stefan, whichever came first.

Damon's possessive, obsessive ways was exactly what she had been afraid of when they started this whole thing. But, she had thought that because he was in love with Elena, their little fling would be just about sex and his clinginess would never be directed towards her. She had thought wrong. Bonnie didn't want to be the object of his unbearably crazy affection. She didn't want to shoulder that responsibility on top of everything else. Damn it; leave it to her to have a casual fling with an unstable vampire with major issues who wouldn't hesitate for a second to snap her neck. Way to go Bonnie…very smart…very smart indeed.

Bonnie made up her mind and decided that she would go to party and act like she didn't see what she saw in Damon's eyes this afternoon. She would play stupid and act clueless and keep things light and airy between them. It was a childish move, but she was just a seventeen year old, so it was to be expected.

Damon laid on top of his bed with his hands behind his head. He hadn't changed his sheets yet, liking that he could still smell Bonnie on his bed. He knew that he had freaked her out this afternoon. But, Damon couldn't help himself because when he had been inside of her he wanted to make sure that she knew that it was him, Damon Salvatore, making her feel what she was feeling, but then something unexpected happened as they gazed into one another's eyes while he had slowly moved inside of her; as he stared down into her pretty green eyes, it occurred to him that what they were doing wasn't fucking …they were making love. He wondered if Bonnie realized it, probably not, because she was still young and relatively inexperienced. But, he knew that she could feel the intensity of the moment because after a while she couldn't handle the implications of what was happening between them so she had buried her face in his neck and for the rest of the day, she wouldn't even look at him that is until the little incident in the kitchen with Matt.

That kid was becoming a royal pain in his ass. Every time Damon saw that kid's big dumb blonde head he had to prevent himself from grabbing him by the neck and choking the shit out of him. And, unlike baby Gilbert, if he snapped Matt Donovan's neck he would stay dead. But, Damon wasn't a fool; he knew that if he touched one hair on Matt's golden head, Bonnie would kill him. She liked the kid, only god knew why since he was nothing but a dumb jock, but Damon had to admit that Matt was a good looking kid if you liked the all American boy next door type, which he knew that Bonnie didn't because he had pegged her a long time ago as being one of those good girls who liked the bad boy type. Damon smiled to himself. Matt Donovan wouldn't know what to do with Bonnie. After being with Damon, no other dick would be able to satisfy her; he was sure of it, and he would even bet his undead life on it.

Bonnie walked into the boarding house and noticed right away the senior class only did not stop the underclassmen from coming to the party. In fact, the party was filled with the underclassmen. The music was deafening .Bonnie pushed her way through the sea of bodies, looking for her friends when she felt a cool hand grab her arm. She turned around and looked up into Damon's ice blue eyes.

"We need to talk." He said, leaning down close to hear, so that she could hear him over the music.

"Stop…what are you doing?" Bonnie said, looking around to make sure no one was watching them. "Are you crazy, you know we can't talk right now…let me go before someone sees." She said, trying to tug her arm free.

Damon's blue eyes got big and scary looking; Bonnie hated when he made his eyes do that. "I don't give a fuck who sees us…I need to talk to you now." He said, with his face so close to hers that their noses were almost touching.

Bonnie started to panic; she didn't like to deal with Damon when he was like this. "Don't do this okay…" Bonnie looked away from his determined eyes and saw that Elena was approaching them with a puzzled look on her face. "…Damon… Elena is coming…let go of me, please." She said, almost frantic.

Damon let her go and stepped back, leaving space between them as Elena walked up. "What's going on guys?" she asked, her eyes going back and forth between Damon and Bonnie.

"Nothing…umm…have you seen Caroline yet…she is going to be pissed when she sees all of the underclassmen who crashed the party." Bonnie said, trying to change the subject.

Elena wasn't stupid, she could see something was going on, but she let it go at least for right now. "Yeah, she knows, but since we did the same thing when we were underclassmen she let it go." Elena said, playing along.

"Well…I'm going to go find her and say hi." Bonnie said, turning to leave.

Elena's brown eyes swung to Damon and she watched him watch Bonnie make her way through the crowd. She glared at him. "Damon, what exactly is going on with you and Bonnie…I saw the two of you from across the room and it looked like you were having an intense conversation." She said, with her hands on her hips.

"Elena, do me a favor and mind your own business and stay the fuck out of mine." He said, walking away, leaving Elena with a stunned look on her face.

Bonnie found Caroline in the kitchen with Tyler and Matt and breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't expected Damon to accost her like that; he was becoming reckless and endangering them of being found out. She needed a stiff drink to make it through this party. She walked up to her small circle of friends and Caroline's eyes light up when she saw Bonnie.

"Damn Bonnie, you look hot!" Caroline exclaimed, hugging her.

Lucy had let Bonnie have the little black dress that she let Bonnie borrow when they went to the club. Lucy had told Bonnie that the dress looked better on her and was generous enough to let her keep it. Bonnie had paired the dress with some black fuck me pumps that showcased her shapely toned legs.

"Thanks…so do you Care." Bonnie said, admiring Caroline's outfit.

Matt then grabbed Bonnie in a big bear hug, almost swallowing up her tiny body in his. "You look sinful in that dress bonnierabbit." He said.

Bonnie quirked her brow. Matt must have had too much to drink because he didn't normally talk like this. Bonnie pulled away. "How many beers have you had Matty?" she asked him.

He smiled lazily which made him look kind of sexy and hot. "It's a party Bonnie…we didn't come here to read the bible." He said.

Tyler chuckled. "What do you want to drink Bonnie?" he asked her.

Bonnie looked at the assortment of alcohol bottles aligning the kitchen island. "Give me a shot of tequila." She said.

Everyone looked at her in surprise. "What…we didn't come here to read the bible." She said.

Damon walked into the kitchen and Bonnie froze not sure of what he was going to do. He walked up to the island and fixed himself a drink.

Tyler handed Bonnie her shot of tequila and Damon raised his brow. "You sure about that witch…that's a strong drink for a little girl." He said, taunting her.

Their eyes held and Bonnie brought the tiny shot class to her mouth and down it like a champ, ignoring the burn that followed behind. She was tired of Damon's shit and she was going to show him that she wasn't Katherine or Elena; he wouldn't control her. "This is a party and I want to dance." She said and then walked out of the kitchen.

'I Like It' by Foxy Shazam started to play and Bonnie started to shake her ass on the dance floor and the people around her especially the guys stopped dancing to watch her, but Bonnie didn't care, this was all for Damon and she knew without looking that he was watching her. Beyoncé didn't have anything on her as she worked her body and whipped her hair around like there was a big fan blowing on her. Bonnie looked over at Damon and held his eye while she danced, daring him to stop her. Her green eyes bore into him as she moved her body in a tantalizing way then licking her thumb and sliding it down her chest, stealing Beyoncé's move from her 'Crazy N' Love' music video all the while moving her body to the beat of the song.

Damon slowly nodded his head at her, raising his glass and walked out of the room. Bonnie continued to dance, letting the music take her away. She was going to enjoy herself and not let Damon ruin her night. It was three songs later before Bonnie walked off the dance floor to the dismay of all the guys.

Stefan had watched the little scene play out between his brother and Bonnie making it plain and clear to him that they were fucking each other. Damon's face as he watched her dance said it all.

Bonnie walked into the kitchen and ignored Damon as she poured herself another shot of tequila.

"Don't you think you've had enough?" Damon asked her through hooded eyes. He had had four glasses of bourbon since watching her little display of defiance.

Bonnie ignored him and took the shot to the head and to spite him, she poured herself another one. Damon got mad and got in her face.

"Bonnie, you've had enough!" he said, through clenched teeth.

"You can't tell me what to do." She said, defiantly and began to raise the glass to her mouth when Damon knocked it out of her hand, sending the glass of liquor flying across the room.

"I said, you've had enough!" He snapped.

Bonnie wanted to slap him, but she wouldn't make that mistake again, eventhough her hand itched to. So, she pushed at his chest, only pissing her off more when his body didn't move. She hated him so much. "Stop trying to control me!" she screamed in his face.

"I am not yours…I don't belong to you…all we did was fuck…so stop trying to turn it into something it's not!" she said, scornfully.

Damon grabbed her face, pulling her to him, their noses almost touching. "Liar…it may have started out like that, but you and I both know that's not the case anymore…I know you felt it today when I was inside of you...so stop acting like a little kid and grow the fuck up, and admit that you have feeling for me." He said, and then crushed her mouth to his.

Bonnie tried to pull free, but he wouldn't let her, so she scratched his face, drawing blood. He let her go as the wound began to heal. "You're wrong…you are nothing but a good fuck to me…the sooner you get it through that twisted brain of yours the better off the both of us will be." She said, with her chest heaving and then walked out of the kitchen. Damon let her go because he knew she was drunk.

Bonnie walked through the crowd of dancing people and made her way up the stairs to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Damon was wrong, she didn't have feeling for him; she couldn't have feelings for him. What would that make her if she was in love with a psychotic monster like Damon Salvatore? It just wasn't possible and Damon was just being delusional like always. He was known for making things up in his mind to suit his own purpose. He was wrong about her and that was all there was to it.

Someone knocked on the bathroom door and Bonnie jumped, thinking it was Damon. "Hey Bonnie…are you okay in there?" she heard Matt say behind the door.

Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief as she opened the door. "Hey…I saw you come up stairs…is everything okay?" he asked, worriedly, shutting the door behind him.

"I'm fine…I just had to be alone for a minute, that's all." She said, running a hand through her hair.

Matt touched her cheek. "Hey, it's me you are talking to…you can't fool me, bonnierabbit." He said, softly.

Bonnie looked up into his blue eyes. She had known him all of her life. He was good and kind, everything that a guy should be. Bonnie didn't know if it was the alcohol or Matty being the sweetie that he was or if it was her trying to prove to herself that she didn't have feelings for Damon, but for whatever reason Bonnie Bennett raised up on the tip of her toes and kissed Matt Donovan.