(This takes place during/after 'The Return' and it's somewhat AU from there, just switching shit around. The whole Katherine/Mason 'dating' storyline doesn't exist but she does know him. With that out of the way, this is my first published fanfiction in a minute, please be gentle! this is also posted on ao3.)
"Good to see you again."
"It's good to see you too. Come on inside."
Bonnie looked on from her spot somewhat near the door, noticing Tyler talk to a man that couldn't have been no older than 25, if that. Smirking to herself, she noticed quickly how handsome the mystery man was, as any person with eyes would. Bonnie wasn't one to call 'dibs' on a living human being, but she just might have to with this one. His bright blue eyes could wash Damon's in a heartbeat and his face almost seemed made to perfection. She had to make her mark. Setting down her drink, (an alcoholic drink, but it's not like any of the adults in the room really cared.) the small teen gave herself a mini pep talk, began to put her sexy face on and hopefully not fuck up and make a complete fool out of herself as she sashayed over to the now alone 'hot guy'.
"Uh, hey! You're a new face, are you a relative of Mayor Lockwood's or something?" Bonnie mentally cringed as soon as the words left her mouth. 'Or something'?! God, she needed flirting 101 from Caroline, stat. "Umm yeah I am, he was my brother, an uptight brother, but my brother nonetheless. Haven't been here in a minute because like I said, uptight brother, so you probably don't remember my face. I'm Mason." He said, sounding slightly bitter , up until he said his name. That made Bonnie immediately sober up, as if she wasn't sober enough for this conversation.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" she accidentally touched Mason's arm to comfort him, choosing to ignore the tingling sensation she felt right after and a flash of an image. "It must be hard to be here after so long, especially for such a sad reason like this." the brunette turned her head slightly to notice Damon subtly flag her over to him, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at his impeccable timing. At this rate, the only person getting fucked tonight was her getting screwed over by the universe. "And I'm so sorry, again, but my friend needs me. If you ever want a buddy in Mystic Falls you can ask Tyler about me. Bye!" Bonnie gave him one last smile and swooned when he smiled back at her and said, "for sure."
Shuffling over to Damon, she glared, done with the pale vampire already. "Speak before I turn right back around." Bonnie huffed, Damon could feel her frustration from a mile away and that made him nothing but happy.
"No need to be hostile judgey, I just wanted to talk about the Gilbert device I asked you to deactivate and you didn't." A beat. "Actually, maybe your little boyfriend over there would rather hear you explain why you never disabled it and inherently got his brother killed." Damon said, with the surety and cockiness of a complete jackass.
Choosing to ignore his smugness, Bonnie whisper-yelled in the raven haired vampire's face, "Damon, you're..occasionally a smart boy, did you really think a WITCH, servant of nature, would disable a device used to kill the exact people who go against nature? I always knew you had a screw loose Damon but I didn't think it was that bad.", She spat back at him.
Damon was frustrated, Bonnie could see the effort it took from him to not bite her in the middle of the dining hall 'cause her mini-rant almost set him off. So, the Bennett witch did him a favor and simply walked away, saying enough of what she needed to say to him at the moment. She extended her time here after calling dibs on Mason and talking to the insufferable Salvatore brother. All she really wanted to do was perhaps see the rest of the gang, check on Caroline in the hospital, jokingly but not really do a spell to get her laid, and just maybe think about herself for once. But unfortunately, she did none of that. Except the getting laid part.
Limbs tangled together like a still dance, both parties either too tired or too embarrassed to move from their positions, stayed there until Bonnie heard her alarm blaring her back to cruel reality. Well, her cruel reality.
"God, that just reminds me how young you are. An alarm? Really?" The disheveled voice next to her groaned out.
The young witch ignored the comment, turned off her alarm and looked around, her head pounding. She wasn't in her room, but somewhere foreign. Clothes laid out on the floor, her clothes, and a man's clothes. Bonnie began to think even though her headache made it extremely difficult & suddenly realized what exactly took place last night. Mason Lockwood & Bonnie Bennett fucked.
The revelation alone almost made her go straight back to sleep. She'd much rather deal with this….never if she could help it. So, instead Bonnie did the next best thing and popped up, put on her clothes, grabbed her phone and ran, ignoring the man still naked & calling after her. She was so much in a rush she didn't notice Tyler sitting there at his place in the kitchen, him almost missing her too because damn, for such a petite girl she's fuckin' fast.
"Hey Bennett, what're you in such a rush for? Why are you even still here?"
Tyler couldn't help but ask her that last question because it left him perplexed, as they were never close, let alone close enough to sleepover at each other's houses unannounced, no matter how irrationally big his house was.
Tyler's voice managed to stop her dead in her tracks. The universe seemed to have a bone to pick with Bonnie. It's one thing to have sex with your childhood friend's uncle, but it's even worse to get caught by said childhood friend doing your walk of shame, even if he doesn't know it. (Although the shame isn't really that much, if she had to admit, starting to remember parts of her drunken night.)
"Lockwood! You know I just...didn't want to be late for school today, and me and Mason just talked for so long last night you know? I lost track of time and just slept here, please tell Mason he can uhh...call me and I'll just...see you at school."
Bonnie prayed to the spirits that Tyler didn't notice how flaky the entire excuse sounded and figured out what had really occurred last night. The boy gave her a smirk and slight nod though, almost as if to say "that was a terrible cover-up and I hope you don't think I'm gonna let this go." Sighing in false relief, Bonnie ran out the door, not knowing what the hell she just got herself into.
As soon as Bonnie got to school, she could do nothing but sit at the steering wheel of her car, reeling in everything she just went through in the last 24 hours. 'Okay, so I got drunk at the Grille and had sex with a man entirely too old for me that I just met that same day. Got caught by said man's nephew, and am now at school trying to act like nothing happened and that wasn't totally out of character for me. Great. This is real great.' Sighing yet again, the girl trudged out of her car, her pity party being put on hold because she managed to get here on time, even though she had to run home to shower, change, and attempt to battle her hangover, there's no way in hell she's making herself late now.
Bonnie ran into the school only to come face to...chest with no one other than Tyler fucking Lockwood.
"You just can't get enough of me today Bennett, if you wanted to get some Tyler action all you had to do was ask." The boy smirked, saying this while still holding on to her from when she bumped into him. Bonnie shook him off of her, feeling the same exact chill she got from Mason after she touched him for the first time yesterday. She'd need to remember to tell the Salvatores that when...this, is all over.
"Get a grip Tyler, the only action I want from you is for you to forget this entire ordeal, thanks for giving Mason my number but that's it. Also, I'm starting to think you don't know my first name."
Tyler couldn't help but laugh at that. Whenever the childhood friends did interact with each other, it never seemed like a dull moment, both hotheaded in their own ways yet never taking it too far, Bonnie & Tyler were a pair to be messed with, too bad none of them could see that.
"Of course I know your first name Bonnie, who could forget the first day of preschool? My ears still practically hurt from you screaming it to me when we first met. You forced me to be friends with you!" Tyler genuinely laughed while teasing the small witch, earning a not-so-playful punch to his arm and a hearty, "Shut up Lockwood!" from her.
Their laughter quickly settled down, them both realizing the once crowded hallway was now almost deserted.
"Well Bon, as fun as this mini trip down memory lane was, the other conversation we need to continue is far from over and me and perhaps, Mason will be expecting you later. See ya." Tyler quickly ran off before she could object. Bonnie shook her head, even though her day had started off as..more than rough, she couldn't help but smile as she walked down the hall to, now, first period, (as she and Tyler coincidentally missed homeroom) a slight pep in her step that wasn't there before.
"So, Luna Lovegood, whatcha got for me?" Damon oh-so-charmingly strolled up to Bonnie, choosing to ignore their exchange of words the day before. The girl was currently absentmindedly tending to the carnival set up, not really caring about this mess but she low-key had in the back of her mind the wrath of Caroline if Care saw how she was slacking now.
Pausing and sighing, Bonnie quickly dragged Damon off to the side, sparing a glance to Elena, she took him as far away from the girl as the oceanic eyed vampire could be. Elena was more than frazzled after the snapping of Jeremy's neck the other night at the hands of Damon, if the doppelgänger didn't stake him, Bonnie still just might.
"One, if you call me that again I will chop your mini-Damon off, Two, do not show up in Elena's presence right now unless it's to grovel at her feet, and Three, I found something out, or rather I felt and saw something. Whenever I touch Mason & Tyler, I get a chill, but not a chill like from a vampire. It feels more natural, almost warm. Also, I got a memory from Mason's mind, he was...talking to Elena...Katherine...as if they were bargaining something."
Damon, who blanked out as soon as she started ranting, popped his head up when Bonnie mentioned Mason & Katherine. He furrowed his eyebrows, thinking, 'what would that vamp bitch want with surfer dude?' and without realizing it, Bonnie answered him.
"Yesterday, Mason mentioned wanting something from his brother...a family heirloom I believe….do you think that could be what they were bargaining?"
"Possibly...but what the hell would Katherine want with that? Last I checked she never fucked a Lockwood and had a miracle Vampire child with one so it has nothing to do with her if it is an heirloom." Bonnie couldn't help but shudder a little when Damon mentioned having sex with a Lockwood since, well she just did. He had a point, though.
"Look, we just have to see, I'm heading to Tyler's later, I'll look around to see if I find anything out of the ordinary. So, don't confront any of them Damon, I mean it."
"No promises." With that, Damon flashed out of the carnival area as if he was never there. Bonnie was truthfully sick of this whole ordeal already, everyone in this town has too many secrets and sooner or later, those secrets will end up biting everyone in the ass.
Damon stood in the middle of the Lockwood mansion, trying very subtly to listen to the nephew and uncle pair that walked through the door just a few minutes ago, while also trying to pay attention to the woman in front of him, Carol Lockwood.
"Starts out normal, I get angry typically over nothing. I'm an angry guy. I know it just amplifies and I just go off."
"You black out?"
"Yeah, it's like I go blind with rage."
"Is there a pattern? Like once a month, only at night?"
Damon couldn't help but think how oddly specific that was, who even asks that anyway? Shaking his head, Damon is suddenly brought back into conversation, Carol asking him if he wants more tea and him absentmindedly nodding, still intently listening to the pair in the other room.
After his rather weird conversation with Mason, Tyler ran upstairs to take a shower, almost forgetting Bonnie was supposed to come over. Things just honestly seemed even weirder lately as if that were possible. From his dad suddenly dying, seeing his estranged uncle after years, almost talking to Bonnie more in these last 24 hours than he has in the last 2 years, and this uncontrollable feeling that doesn't even seem like it could be his own bubbling up inside of Tyler, the young teen was feeling more than overwhelmed, trying so desperately to convince himself he'll get better, eventually.
Stepping into his basketball shorts, mind still far away from here, Tyler perked up at hearing the doorbell, hoping it's the one person he honestly didn't expect himself to be so excited to see, he jogged down the stairs and opened the door.
"Bennett! I was starting to think you were gonna bail, since it seems like bailing on people is kinda your thing." Bonnie scoffed, despite the big smile growing on her face.
"That was a one time thing, I think you can let that pass Lockwood."
"Oh, I can?"
Smirking down at her, Tyler let Bonnie in.
He wasted no time getting to the subject at hand once she settled into his house, "I would wait until Mason came down but I'd rather hear it from you, what happened this morning? Or last night for that matter? As soon as I gave him your number he left the house, only to be back at 2 am and with you, rather plastered and very loud might I add. Some people like to sleep at 2 am, just so you know." Slightly gasping, the young witch almost face palmed at her brashness last night, for some reason she believed Mason & her were quiet coming in, but leave it up to her lightweight drunk self to be the loudest person in the room, unknowingly.
"Tyler, I'm sorry, you of all people should know just how bad I get while drunk, it's no excuse but, god, still." She felt sheepish, suddenly remembering herself sometime last year at one of Tyler's MANY parties, dancing on the couch in the Lockwood's living room and having to be carried out by both Caroline AND Tyler since she was deadweight, it definitely wasn't her proudest moment.
"I just had one or two, maybe three mojitos and me and Mason didn't want the night to end so we came back here, and things just...happened." Bonnie shifted her eyes away, feeling more embarrassed than ever explaining her night to Tyler, they both weren't close enough for this and truthfully, she wanted to keep the whole entire thing to herself, not wanting even Elena & Caroline to know about her misadventures with an older dude.
"Things...happened? What kind of 'things'?" Tyler wiggled his brows and a caramel colored hand came up to Tyler's arm, smacking him as soon as he started taunting her. "You know what things I'm talking about! Quit playing around before I leave, you mean-ass!" Hearing footsteps, Bonnie quickly lowered her voice, turning to the man now in front of her, with a slight smile on his face.
"Hey, don't stop yelling at Tyler on my account, I'm sure he deserves it. Teenage boys never know how to say the right things." Mason laughed as he took Bonnie in, noticing her complete difference from yesterday, she still smelled faintly of him, even if her cocoa butter scent masked it well to anyone who wasn't Mason and didn't try hard enough to notice his scent on her. She even seemed to be physically glowing, despite her current situation bringing a frown to her face.
"Mason! I was just wrapping up with Lockwood so we could talk, if you'd like?" Bonnie said, as she immediately snapped into shy mode, shocking the absolute hell out of Tyler. Bonnie Bennett never got shy. Their entire lives, while Caroline was the chatty one and Elena was the confident one, Bonnie was always the loud one, not just by her voice but by her strong and fiery personality, a mini flame that never went out. But, the Bonnie in front of him right now wasn't that mini flame, she currently seemed like a duller flame, only sometimes sparking. This was a whole different person. He couldn't understand nor believe it.
"Of course, let's go outside, for better privacy from this one." Mason pointed to the boy next to him, beginning to grab Bonnie's hand. Tyler rolled his eyes at the unnecessary shade, "I'm tired anyway, I'm taking a nap before the carnival, as long as you and Bennett don't disturb my sleep like you did last night, I'm good. See you at school, small fry." Ignoring the hideous nickname he gave her back in grade school, (She couldn't believe he still remembered it.) Bonnie nodded at Tyler, allowing Mason to escort her out the house, still hand and hand.
"I'm just gonna come out and say it, I'm sorry I ran out earlier, that was literally one of the shittiest things I could've ever done, and I did it on the first date too!" Bonnie chastised herself for that, it truly wasn't right, no matter how she looked at it. The baby blue eyed man snapped his head up, looking both smug and hopeful. "I see you're already trying to make it up to me, calling yesterday a first date implies there could be a second one, right?" Bonnie giggled uncharacteristically and mentally slapped herself for even saying that last part, her mouth has a mind of it's own it seems like. Nonetheless, her whole demeanor changed. "Yes, it does, give me a time or place and I'll be there, maybe this time you won't have to get me drunk to get me in bed." Bonnie's sudden burst of bluntness didn't go unnoticed by Mason, noticing the fire cracker re-spark back to life. He smiled, caressing her hand and already thinking of ways to make his mark on her.
