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Thank you SO MUCH for the reviews, you guys have no idea how much they motivate me to keep writing more. "Flashback" chapters are coming, because the details of the past are so faaaar from over. As for this chapter, I will admit I did something that maybe I shouldn't have, but I really like it and I hope that you all do too.
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"We live through scars this time, but I've made up my mind. We can't leave us behind anymore."
- James Bay
Chapter 6
Almost Better
Warning(s): Language
Being a TA at Whitmore University wasn't the most ideal job in the world. But because she had close ties with one of the professors, getting the job was easy.
Tyson Gillies, was one of the English professors at Whitmore. When Bonnie graduated high school, he was nice enough to let her take early courses in his class. Which in two short years, allowed her to graduate from Whitmore early with an associate's degree.
Other than her father, Tyson saw Bonnie's potential and motivation. She was a new, teen mother when she started taking the courses. No matter what the problem in her life was, she never missed an assignment. Getting her a job when she graduated became his priority.
After her uneventful night on the town for her birthday, all Bonnie wanted to do was drown herself in work. Bonnie came in the classroom, cup carrier in hand and her satchel hung down around her. "A little pick me up?" Tyson teased.
"A little?" She asked. "Try a huge pick me up. This coffee is going to be the only thing that gets me through the day."
Holding out the carrier, Tyson took it and placed it on his desk. "Crazy night, birthday girl?"
"You could definitely say that." Bonnie mumbles, taking a seat. "What about you, professor?"
Tyson chuckled, shaking his head. His hazel eyes peered at her. "Come on. It's been almost three years of knowing each other and you're still calling me professor?" Bonnie laughed. "You're making me feel old."
"That's because you are old, Gillies." Which he wasn't. He was Bonnie's age when he graduated college and after going through with even more school, Tyson was falling shy of 31 years old.
"You're a mean woman, Bennett."
Bonnie gasped playfully, reaching over and taking his coffee. "I knew you didn't deserve this." Before Tyson could react, the doors to the room opened. Students began filing in. There weren't more than 30 students who were in the class.
Tyson looked down at Bonnie who winked at him. Once everyone was settled, class began. The next hour and a half were going to feel like a lifetime.
Bonnie assisted Tyson three days out of the week. The other two and some weekends, were spent in town at a little dance studio Bonnie and Caroline rented out together downtown.
"See you in two days, assistant." Tyson jokes, grabbing his bag before heading out of the classroom. Bonnie was packing up her things, when a student approached her desk.
"Lunch with me, right now." Jeremy Gilbert insisted. He had just come to Whitmore last month and ever since then, hadn't stopped trying to ask Bonnie out.
Laughing to herself, Bonnie swung her bag over her shoulder. "Don't you have a glass to get to?"
"Sure but Mr. Peters is practically senile so I think I'll be fine." Jeremy was a snarky guy. To say she wasn't attracted to that trait in a man would be a lie. Obviously considering Bonnie's track record.
"If it's because I'm a student, who cares? We're the same age."
"It is because you're a student. Same age or not, I'm still following school regulations as if I were a teacher." Bonnie said.
He sighed, walking alongside Bonnie as the two left the classroom. "But you're not a teacher." Jeremy pointed out. She scoffed. Walking down the corridors, Bonnie pushed the glass doors open, separating her from Jeremy.
Fast on her feet, Jeremy ran to catch up with her. "That wasn't an insult, I swear. I just… I don't know how to ask out girls. There, I admitted it."
Bonnie stood, her hands on her hips.
"I'll make it worth your while…"
Bonnie pushed him away. Damon came closer to her, their wet bodies collided again. "Damon! I- I have to get back."
Splashing her, he smirked. "Well now I guess you'll have to stay." Pushing her back by her waist, he cornered her. "I can make it worth your while."
"Yeah? How?"
Chuckling, Bonnie's hands dropped. "Fine. Tomorrow night at the Grill. Be there at 6, got it?"
Bonnie smirked, leaving Jeremy who was surprised she actually said yes. Walking to her car, Bonnie dug around in her purse trying to find her keys. When she got to her car, she was surprised to see Caroline there. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Bonnie asked, a bit of distaste on her tongue.
"I was hoping to make amends," Caroline explained. "What I said last night was just... I shouldn't have."
Bonnie shrugged, finally getting out her car keys. "But you did." Walking around Caroline, she unlocked her car and opened the door. Bonnie felt the vibration of the car when she slammed her door shut. Sending off Caroline with nothing more than a glance, Bonnie departed from the college parking lot.
Damon didn't hadn't made any plans since he's been back in Mystic Falls. He didn't have many friends when he left so he came back to the exact same situation. Having no friends.
Despite his issues with her daughter, Abby had always been semi nice to him. He figures it's because he's the father of her granddaughter.
Abby was surprised to see Damon at her door. It was going on 3, so Calista had already been put down for her nap. "Damon, is everything okay?" She asked. The ember colored door opened wider, Abby moved to the side and let him inside.
"Yeah," he said, "I was just in the neighborhood and figured that I'd stop by… See how you are."
"Well, I'm fine." Abby answered. "How are you?"
"Fine."
Motioning for him to sit, Abby took a seat across from him at her kitchen table. "And your uh… your little situation…" Abby trailed off, her mind trying to find the right words to say.
"It's better... I'm almost three years better."
Smiling, Abby reached over the table and took his hand. "I am so glad to hear that, Damon. I know it must have been hard, I…"
"I know I said that I'd be here at 7, but I-" Coming to a halt, Bonnie looked at the scene before her. "I'm a few hours early."
Unclasping her hand from Damon's, both Abby and him stood. "Oh that's fine, honey. I was just about to get Lis."
"Don't worry, I got it."
Nodding towards the stairs, Abby smiled at Damon. "Talk to her."
"Believe me… I've tried."
The cool air did good on Bonnie. Then again, each second she spent in the car with Damon sobered her up even faster.
Sometimes, Bonnie swore she could feel his eyes on her. They were just like daggers to the heart. Her eyes occasionally trailed over to him.
"You know I don't live with my mom anymore. I live-"
"I know. I remember."
Ten minutes later, the car pulled up to her house. Damon shut off the ignition and sighed. Bonnie bit her lip, eyes glued to her house just outside the window. "Calista, she's uh, she's so big."
"That's what this thing called growing does to children." Bonnie said, her tone impassive and stony. "It's crazy."
Ignoring her bitterness, Damon bit his tongue. "Do you want me to walk you up?" He asked.
"No. I'm not 18 anymore, Damon."
"Right."
Abby shook her head, this time she was pointing at the stairs. "Then try harder."
Coming into Bonnie's old room was very almost nostalgic for him. Almost everything was different from how he remembered it. The walls were no longer stark white, but instead a pastel purple. The walls were covered in white birds, forest animals and some trees. Instead of Bonnie's bed, was Calista's bed instead.
"Still asleep?"
Startled by his unannounced presence, Bonnie spun around. "You scared me."
"Sorry," he apologized.
"Uh, but yeah… she's still out. She could sleep all day if you let her."
Coming up beside her, Damon looked down at the sleeping toddler. She had hair so dark, it was hard to tell if she was a brunette like Bonnie or raven haired like him. Her tiny arm was tucked underneath the pillow and her legs were sprawled out.
"Bonnie, I don't even know what to say. Words have been racking my brain and I've been trying to figure out the right ones to say to you."
"You never said goodbye." She spoke out. "Each time you left… you never even said goodbye. Do you know how that made me feel?"
Damon shook his head. "Of course you didn't. You will never know how much it hurt me." Her shoulders slouched, her eyes fell almost empathetic on her daughter.
Damon took her hand. He felt her flinch against him. He hadn't touched her like this in forever. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it. I should've never left you alone."
"Then why did you?" Bonnie could feel the tension rising.
She didn't trust her inhibitions around him. Even after all this time apart, the second they're alone, her instincts disappear. If she truly thought Damon was going to leave again, then doing what happened next was the dumbest thing either of them should've let happen.. Well that among other things.
She cursed herself as soon as she pulled Damon towards her. Locking her lips with his, she kissed him once and then pulled away. One breath was all it took and he was coming into her again. Their lips moving in sync, their bodies melting into each other's again. If they had a counter, he'd put her right on it as if it was their first kiss, three years ago in the kitchen… except it wasn't and they knew it.
Bonnie stopped.
"We shouldn't have done that," she whispered. "I'm sorry, I…" She threw all reason out the door when they kissed. It was like he still had a hold on her. One that she so desperately tried to cut loose and failed. All because she can't control herself when it comes to him. The more he's around, the more she's just going to keep going back. Like a moth to a flame. That's how they are to each other. They're immune to one another and a couple of years obviously hasn't changed that.
This chapter was a mess… I just.. I had to do it.
Jeremy Gilbert asked out Bonnie, our hardworking woman. Except, I don't think she knows who his sister is… As Abby exposed, it turns out Damon had a "situation" that took him time to get better or "almost three years better" as he said. What do you think it was and do you think Abby's the only one that knows?
As for #BAMON, we got a little bit of a conversation between them as well as something unexpected.
Thank you for reading!
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