I am such a fan of the Bamon fanfics that I decided to try my hand at writing one. I hope you like it.

Title: About A Girl

SUMMARY: This takes place in Season 1 on the television show. I will take liberties with this story; it will not follow the show's storyline. Bonnie doesn't know she is a witch and has not come into her powers, yet. The Salvatore brothers have come to Mystic Falls, but no one knows they are vampires.

NOTE: I don't know where I am going with this story; I am making it up as I go along, so I don't know what it will be about or how it will end, so heads up. And, please forgive punctuation, grammar and/or spelling mistakes. I don't know how long this story will be, but regardless give me some feedback, good or bad.

RATING: T

I don't own anything in regards to The Vampire Diaries

Chapter 21

When Elena had asked Bonnie to hangout, she didn't realize Elena meant at the Salvatore boarding house. When they pulled up into the drive way Bonnie immediately wanted to leave. She didn't feel comfortable hanging out here, knowing that Damon would be home.

Bonnie was surprised when Elena just walked in without knocking. They went into the living room where Stefan was playing with the Wii game. Bonnie laughed because she had never seen Stefan like this. He was actually acting his age. Bonnie loved it. She wanted to play too.

He was so into the game that he didn't even say hello to them. Elena walked up to him to kiss him, and he lightly pushed her back. Elena was so annoyed that she lightly slapped his arm. This was the most violent their relationship had ever gotten.

"Stefan, I want to play. Reset the game." Bonnie said, looking for the second controller. Stefan walked to the entertainment center and pulled out a drawer and tossed her the second controller. They played for a good while with Elena finally given in and playing herself.

Damon walked in, and his eyes immediately went to Bonnie who was jumping up and down doing her victory dance after beating Stefan.

"In your face, Salvatore." Bonnie said jumping up in Stefan's face. When it came to playing games, Bonnie was not a good winner; she liked to rub it in.

Stefan laughed because he had never seen Bonnie like this, it was kind of cute. When she jumped in his face again, he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder and threatened to throw her out if she continued to be a lousy winner. Bonnie and Elena laughed.

All the laughter stopped when they noticed Damon standing in the entry way. Stefan put Bonnie down and turned off the television. Damon walked to the bar, and poured himself a drink.

"Don't let me spoil your good time." He said, kind of annoyed that they stopped having fun when they saw him.

The smoke detector went off. Elena had completely forgotten about the cookies she had in the oven. She and Stefan went to the kitchen, Bonnie was about to follow them when Damon stopped her.

"What's wrong Bonnie, you scared to be alone with me?" he asked, raising his eyebrow. He took a sip of his drink. His eyes never leaving her.

"No, Damon. I didn't know what kind of a mood you were in, so I decided to leave. You know, better safe than sorry. She said, returning his stare.

"You are a smart girl, Bonnie. Don't worry. Your safe, for now." He said, downing the last of his drink and pouring another one.

"Are you an alcoholic?" she suddenly asked. She had never seen anyone drink as much as he did, and what was even more amazing was that he never seemed to get drunk.

Damon laughed. He forgot sometimes just how young she really was. Even though she was small, she carried herself in such a way that made her seem older, more mature. He poured a second drink and offered it to her. When she turned him down, he got angry. Jealous.

"I didn't see you turning down a drink with Tyler Lockwood the other night." He said, his eyes turning cold.

Bonnie sighed. "Here we go." She said under her breath.

"What the fuck did you say?" he asked, but he heard what she said loud and clear. He just didn't like how she said it. Like he was something that she had to bear.

"Don't talk to me like that." She said, starting to get ticked off herself. "You just can't talk to me any kind of way."

"And, who the fuck do you think you are?" he asked, getting in her face.

Bonnie had had enough. She was not dealing with him acting like this. His mood swings were giving her whip lash. He was so crazy and unpredictable that it wasn't even funny.

"I'm out of here." She said. When she tried to walk around him he grabbed her arm backing her up against the living room wall. She hated when he did that.

"Are you fucking him?" Damon asked so close to her face that she could smell the bourbon on his breath.

Bonnie couldn't believe that this was happening again. Every time he got mad at her, he would back her up against a wall, trapping her, trying to intimidate her.

"Why are you like this?" she asked, desperate to figure out what was his problem. Normal people didn't act like this, she kept thinking.

"Stop trying to deflect my question. Are you fucking Tyler Lockwood? He asked again. Damon got as close to her as possible without touching her. Bonnie would swear he was trying to smell Tyler on her.

"No." she said, through gritted teeth.

"Bonnie, I don't want you to see Tyler anymore. He is a bad influence on you. If anyone is going to corrupt you, it is going to be me." he said, not really joking.

Bonnie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Where did he get off trying to tell her what to do? Damon really was insane. Bonnie had had enough. She lost her temper.

"Fuck That. Damon you can't tell me who I can and cannot see." She practically growled out, sounding eerily like Tyler.

"I believe that I have Tyler to thank for your new colorful vocabulary. You have been spending way too much time with him, it's a good thing I am putting a stop to it. And, if I hear you say that word one more time, I'm going to show you its true meaning." He threatened, his eyes turning dangerous.

They just stood there staring at one another, neither one backing down. Bonnie wanted to scratch his blue eyes out. Damon brought out the worst side of her, a side she never knew she had. She didn't like it.

Elena and Stefan finally came back into the living room. Stefan pushed Damon away from Bonnie, stepping in front of her. Damon was seriously getting tired of people getting in between him and Bonnie.

"Little brother, this is none of your business. Bonnie belongs to me. Step aside." He said his voice deadly.

Bonnie had to get out of here, away from Damon because if she didn't she didn't know what she would do. During their argument, Bonnie could feel the most intense heat coursing through her body wanting to be released. She had never felt this violent. It felt unnatural. It scared her.

Bonnie stepped away from Stefan. "Elena, could you please take me home?" She didn't look at Damon. She walked across the living room and grabbed her jacket. Damon's eyes watching her every move.

"Bonnie, I meant what I said. If I have to tell you again, you won't like what I'll do." he said, waiting for her to say something.

Bonnie walked out like she didn't hear him.