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 26

Bonnie didn't tell Damon about what happened the night of Tyler's party, but she did tell Elena and Caroline. The three girls were at Elena's house stuffing their face with junk food when Bonnie filled them in on what happened. She didn't leave out anything. Bonnie needed their advice. She had never been in this situation before, and she didn't know what to do.

Caroline was a little bit jealous. She couldn't believe that Bonnie of all people was caught up in a real life soap opera, an actual love triangle that rivaled those on the Young and the Restless. Caroline wished that she had this type of drama going on in her life. She would have played this shit to the fullest. But, this was happening to Bonnie, and Caroline knew that Bonnie was not enjoying this; she needed their help.

"I can't believe that Tyler Lockwood is in love with you?" Elena said, looking at Bonnie. Tyler didn't come off as the type of guy to confess his love for a girl. Even though Tyler was a nice guy, Elena knew that he was a player.

"You're not the only one." Bonnie said, pushing the bowl of popcorn away. She didn't have an appetite to eat. Her life was getting out of control. She wished that she could press the fast forward button on her life and skip over this part.

Caroline spoke up. "I think it's good that you told Tyler you can't see him anymore. You made it clear to him that you don't return his feelings, so maybe he will leave you alone." She looked at Bonnie seeing the doubtful look on her face.

"One thing is for certain, Damon cannot know about this." She said. Elena and Bonnie nodded their head in agreement.

Tyler was at the Grill shooting pool with Matt and a few other guys on the football team. They had smuggled in some alcohol because the bartender couldn't be bribed. They stayed quiet and low key because they didn't want to draw attention to themselves. Tyler was having a good time until Damon walked in the restaurant.

Tyler watched as Damon arrogantly walked up to the bar and sat down. The bartender placed a glass in front of him, pouring Damon a drink. Tyler couldn't stand the cocky bastard. He acted like he owned the place. Tyler wanted to stump his ass. But, instead he thought he'd go over and have a little chat with Mr. Salvatore.

When Tyler walked out of the game area, none of his buddies noticed. He walked up to the bar and sat down next to Damon. Damon looked at him wondering what the hell he wanted.

"Well, if it isn't little Opie. Does your pa know you're in a bar?" he asked sarcastically, smirking when he saw that his reference to the Andy Griffith show went over Tyler's head.

Tyler laughed even though he didn't know what the hell Damon was talking about. He wondered who this Opie person was.

"You're a very funny guy. I wonder how funny you will be when you're arrested for fucking a teenage girl." Tyler said, looking at Damon with disgust in his eyes.

"Now, how is it that you are the mayor's son, and you don't know the law? I'm sorry to disappoint you junior, but the age of consent in Mystic Falls is sixteen. But do you know what a sixteen year old can't do in Mystic Falls, drink. You can consent to fuck, but you can't order a beer. Now isn't that a bitch." Damon said, downing the last of his bourbon and ordering another one.

The look on Tyler's face was priceless. Damon pulled out his phone and took Tyler's picture. "Now that is some funny shit." Damon said, laughing at Tyler's expense.

Tyler felt his blood boil; he wanted to rip Damon apart. He was so mad that he said the only thing he knew that would shut Damon up.

"You're in a really good mood. I was sure that after you found out about me and Bonnie kissing at my party, you would've hit the roof by now." He said, waiting for Damon to explode.

"You're resulting to lying now, Tyler? I think it's time you run along and go back to drinking with your underage friends before you get fucked up." Damon warned, taking another sip of his drink, his crystal blue eyes turning dark.

Tyler chuckled. "If you don't believe me, ask Bonnie." He said, getting up from the bar. Before Tyler could take a step, Damon grabbed Tyler by the back of his neck holding him down with his face smashed against the bar. Damon's hold was so tight, that Tyler's face was turning red.

"If it is true, then you've fucked up big time." Damon's voice was so menacing that Tyler felt a chill run down his spine. He let Tyler go and walked out of the Grill.

Damon drove to Bonnie's house, but she wasn't there. He called her on her cell and found out she was at Elena's house. He told her he was on the way over to pick her up. When Damon pulled up to Elena's house, he honked the horn instead of getting out. Bonnie came out of the house annoyed by his action.

"Wow. You're such a gentleman to honk your horn for me. I feel so special." She said sarcastically buckling her seat belt. Damon didn't say anything.

Bonnie looked over at him and saw that his face was expressionless. If only she could see his eyes then she could tell if he was angry or not, but he wouldn't look at her.

"Is everything okay, Damon?" she asked, getting a little scared because she had never seen him like this before. He still didn't say anything. She noticed he had a tight grip on the wheel. Bonnie turned her head and looked out the window, the silence filled the car.

Damon pulled up to Bonnie's house and got out of the car. He didn't bother opening the car door for her. He walked to the front door and waited for her.

When they walked into the house, Damon went to her father's liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle. He poured himself a drink and sat down in a chair facing her.

"Damon, did something happen?" she asked, wondering what put him in this mood. She had seen him angry before, but this was something else entirely. He looked deceptively calm, but Bonnie wasn't fooled she could sense something under the surface.

"Bonnie, is there anything you need to tell me?" he asked, taking a sip out of his glass, watching her.

Bonnie's heart sped up. There was no way he could be talking about Tyler. No one knew except Elena and Caroline, and they would take it to their grave.

"No." she said, taking her jacket off and walking over to the coat rack, hanging it up. She looked back at him, but he was staring into the bottom of his glass.

"I'm going to go take a shower." She said, but before she could go up the stairs, Damon stopped her.

"Did you kiss Tyler Lockwood?" he asked, not looking at her.

Bonnie froze. She looked back at him, but he still wouldn't look at her. Now she knew why he was being so quiet and distant. For once, she wished that he would blow up into one of his fits of rage, she could handle that. But, she could not handle this quietness; it was killing her. She knew she had to explain and get him to understand or she would lose him.

Bonnie didn't know were the courage came from, but she walked over to him and kneeled down in front of him to look into his face.

"I went to that party to talk to Tyler because I was worried about him. He was spinning out of control, and I needed to help him. He had been drinking, and he said some things I'm sure that he didn't mean…" Damon interrupted her.

"What did he say?" Damon asked.

"He said… that he was in love with me." Bonnie said quietly, looking down at her hands. He told Bonnie to continue.

"I told him that I was with you now and that all I could offer him was my friendship." Bonnie took a breath because this next part was going to be hard to say.

"I told him that I was sorry, and that I did not want to hurt him."

Damon sadly shook his head. "Bonnie, didn't I tell you to make no apologies for taking what you want."

Bonnie took a shaky breath then continued. "He said that he did not want my sorry, and then he kissed me…and I kissed him back.

Damon froze. He didn't say anything. Damon moved to get up, and Bonnie got out of his way. Before he could walk pass her, Bonnie grabbed his hand.

She stepped in front of him, and looked up into his eyes. "It was a mistake. I didn't mean it. I told him that I didn't want to see him anymore." Bonnie said, wanting him to understand.

"Damon, I'm really sorry. It just happened. It didn't mean anything." She said, pleadingly, a tear falling down her cheek.

Damon walked out of the house.

The next day at school a rumor was circulating that Tyler Lockwood was in Intensive Care at Fell's Hospital; he had been severely beaten within an inch of his life.