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Note: Yay, an immediate update! Again, another filler chapter, next chapter will start off kinda cheesy/typical but unless you want a chapter filled with 3 weeks of a Damon spiral downhill with no Bonnie don't be too disappointed. I don't expect any comments on this one, but still, I hope you all enjoy! Next chapter IS all Bamon.

26

He found himself a couple of towns over, at a bar he wasn't familiar with. But he didn't care, he just wanted his drink. "Bourbon on the rocks" he told the bartender, a pretty blonde with bright hazel eyes. She smiled brightly at him and handed him over a drink. He downed it in seconds and requested another one. "Lady problems?" a man next to him asked. He didn't particularly want to talk to this man, partly for fear it was Silas, partly because he was afraid it was another witch, but mostly because he didn't feel like talking. "It's okay, I know how that goes" the man continued, moving over a stool so he was closer to Damon. Damon stared at the man with bore, he was a simply looking fellow, he wore a white cowboy hat, faded grey jeans and a button up maroon shirt with a simply black jacket. He looked about mid-thirties, no wedding band, no rings at all. "Just found out my girl was cheating on me for three years" the man said, taking a swig of his drink. Well that explains a lot. Damon thought as the man nodded and patted Damon on the back, in the drunk kind of way.

"Yeah, I just found out my ex-girlfriend is a psychotic jealous manipulative vampire bitch" Damon replied. "So cheers to that" he added clinking his glass with the man who looked surprised for a moment but then nodded his head. "Oh, and a liar, and an awful best friend" Damon said, downing his third drink as he signaled to the bartender for another one. "See, her best friend was in serious trouble—actually, her best friend died, and I brought her back to life and then I realized I really really really really cared about her, but she had a boyfriend, as the good one always do" he noted winking at the stranger who drunkenly nodded. "So, things got real intense real quick and I wanted her, the best friend. Now, it's more than sex, it's love, lots of love. She's perfect, she balances me out. She's all the good things I'm not but in a normal kind of way. She's sweet and kind and thoughtful and loyal and really pretty…" Damon said smiling a bit as he went for his fifth drink, thinking of Bonnie's little smile. "And then I saved her ass again because she was kidnapped and then I told her I loved her—"

"And it was too soon?" the stranger asked. Damon looked at him in surprise, he forgot he hadn't compelled him, therefore he was following along simply because he wanted to and could reply willingly.

"No, she just got scared and remembered she had a boyfriend" Damon said.

"Well, see, if she had gone for you it probably would've been him I'd be talking to" the stranger said letting out a loud obnoxious laugh as Damon went for another drink. "Hey, you ought to slow down, what's she gonna say if she comes to her senses and sees you all drunk?" the man asked.

"She's gone now, left town because I told her to. Because I gave her an ultimatum because I was terrified of her walking out on her own accord. I wanted to fight for her, I did, but, I don't like getting hurt, I can't get hurt. I'm not the one who falls for the girl" he told the stranger as he was passed another drink. "I was never supposed to fall in love with B—the girl" he managed to correct as he remembered the guy might be a spy of some sort, though even without her name he already given a lot of information.

"So, you just go off and get her" the man said simply.

"I can't, I pushed her away, and I slept with my ex, who might I add is still hoping I go back to her. But, I can't. I already had a girlfriend like her before and that went horrible wrong. Actually, she wasn't really a girlfriend, I thought she was, but she played me, she was always in love with my brother" he explained as the man widened his eyes.

"That's some crazy shit" he said shaking his head in disbelief.

"Cheers to that" Damon replied clinking his iced filled glass with the guy, his mind becoming slightly numb. "I just don't understand why the girl I love doesn't see it. I know I'm a dick, trust me, I killed her mom, I convinced her to do some spell that killed her grandmother, I once said I didn't give a crap about her life…all that. So while I understand her excuses, I just, I don't know why she can't see what I'm feeling, I mean, I told her I loved her, I brought her back from the dead, I rescued her. And I know she feels something for me. She has to…" Damon said grabbed yet another drink as he felt something in his chest pull.

"She's scared of you man, I mean, sounds like you've hurt her badly in the past, and you hurt your ex, her friend or whatever. All the signs are saying you're just gonna end up hurting her—"

"I wont, I swear, I won't ever make her cry again, I just, I just wanna see her, I need her" he said, his emotions overriding the alcohol as he felt tears building in the corner of his eyes. "I'm sorry, I've apologized to her grandmother over and over and begged her all night to just bring Bonnie back, to just show her the way, to help her understand and no one is answering me. I've been horrible, yes, but I want Bonnie to be by my side as I fix things" he said barely realizing he was squeezing the strangers arm. "And I've called her repeatedly and it just goes to voicemail. She's not even letting me know she's safe. I never meant to hurt her and I'm sorry I did, and I will make up for it, I promise, I swear…I just need her back" he told the guy as the guy managed to pull away.

"Hey, listen, how about I get you outside, find you a taxi or something, you're causing a scene…" he said quietly as Damon didn't bother to look around.

"Okay" he said instead as he followed the guy out; as he stood he felt the alcohol rushing to head, he just told this stranger everything, even his true feelings about Bonnie. He put her at risk yet again. Though he knew this guy was probably harmless. Still. Not to mention he didn't need the guy to go blabbering to his friends about this night, in a way he just wanted it their secret. At least until he told Bonnie himself, he didn't need her to hear second hand. Not that she would, this guy didn't know her.

"So, uh, you said your ex is a vampire? Is the girl you're in love one of 'em too?" he asked as they continued away from the bar. Damon walking closer to the man with every step.

"No, she's a witch" Damon said simply, his heart making him want to fall to his knees.

"You believe in that stuff?" the stranger asked. "People have been saying Mystic Falls in filled with a lot of weirdos who believe in that" he said as he glanced back at Damon but then just shrugged, probably catching Damon's distant and expressionless face. "You just don't seem to the type to believe the hype; what makes you so guidable to those blood sucking monsters?" the guy asked, meaning for it to be a joke, to sound like a harmless comment. The man stopped first, probably realizing Damon was too close, invading his personal space. But it was too late, he was too slow; too slow to turn around, too slow to yell out, too slow to really do anything as Damon twisted the man's neck, killing him instantly.

"Because I'm one of them too" he said to the dead guy as he walked off in a haze.