A/N: I apologize for the prolonged wait. Hopefully this long update holds whoever was waiting eagerly for the Halloween party. I'm just gonna put a warning for sexually explicit content even though it'll take eons to get there. I hope an almost if not 9000 word chapter has your heads turning with all the drama occurring at this party. If not, I'm sorry because admittedly, I had immense trouble writing all this content. P.S, Elena did not know of Bonnie's feelings for her.
Chapter 6: Girls Need Love Too
"So you're attracted to her?"
"Elena, please."
"You just told me in the nicest way possible that you want to screw my best friend!"
Stefan yawned and stretched loudly and rested his head on his hand, eyes boring into Elena's. "God, I love our pillow talks."
Elena suddenly sat up, ran her fingers through her hair and closed her eyes. These were not matters to be laughed at. She never ran into a problem like this one and she couldn't solve a clusterfuck she created. She had everything to offer and more, t hurt initially when he admitted his lingering attraction for another. But this anyone wasn't ordinary, it was Bonnie they were talking about. She was the only exception.
Instead of using her own pillow, Elena snatched the pillow underneath her boyfriend to hit him in the head with.
"Stefan Salvatore, I'm trying to be angry at you."
He got a little less playful and back to his usual, aligned close-grained self and crossed his arms.
"Okay, what bothers you the most?"
"It bothers me that you lied. I thought we were better than that."
One of Elena's biggest fears was being excluded she grew up being in the loop or better yet being the center of everyone's attention. Stefan's betrayal hurt her more than she'd like her ego to admit.
"I'm sorry, it was completely my fault."
Elena twiddled her thumbs, "I am still working on accepting your apology." He nodded and kissed her hand. She sighed and continued. "While you can be more open and honest about it, Bonnie will only beat herself up about it and pretend like it didn't happen."
Well, Elena was right about that one.
Bonnie's return home was smooth for the most part. She wasn't ready to tell what had happened to her in the club just a month ago. She also couldn't inform her grandmother about the fracture she caused in her and Elena's friendship because of her boyfriends' wandering eye. Their situation was too messy that it didn't need to be repeated in any way shape or form. She hadn't talked to Elena besides a few texts here and there and even those were strained.
Distance is what they needed, the only problem is that the heart grows fonder. Bonnie did miss Elena's company greatly. Everything was just too confusing for them to see face to face. So, she threw herself into the routine and preparing for the party. The dancer assumed Elena did the same with her work at the hospital, finding some patient to pour extra sympathy into.
All that was important was being there for grandmother. Now the two were sewing Bonnie's costume for the party. The turquoise fabric they used was shiny and very polyester-like. However there was snug to it, that would cling and accentuate Bonnie's curves.
After 3 o'clock they were nearly done. Grams wiped off sweat from brow and tapped a hardworking Bonnie to show her she finished the bottoms to the costume. Bonnie smiled and sighed of relief and pulled her grandmother in a grateful hug. Realizing that she had put all her attention into creating her outfit Bonnie never checked her phone once. Neglecting the miniature laptop in her back pocket proved to be one of her biggest life mistakes.
"Fuck," she muttered, her eyes glued to the urgent texts from her phone.
I know I said I didn't want to bother you with party misc things but I really need a gallon of Bacardi. I'll cash app you when you get here. OH- and Mike needs you here at 5.
Make sure you get here at five, Bonnie.
I don't know what your costume is exactly but I hope to see you turn heads, tonight.
Bonnie smiled at the last one knowing it was no other than Stefan. Flirtatious yet confined. She shoved her phone back in her pocket, mentally checking on her responsibilities and reminders for tonight. The last thing she had to do was hot glue the jewelry on her top; a golden band would wrap around her torso.
Grams came back with a cup of cold water, drinking some of it before saying, "I know you said you didn't need your mom's-"
"Abby," Bonnie gritted the spotty woman's real name, hot glue getting on her hand accidentally.
"She is bringing your grand wig in. I don't know why you need any weave at all your hair is so pretty."
Bonnie looked up from her hot gluing to look at her Grams solemn state. The woman didn't have an abundance of life yet and all she wanted was for Bonnie and her daughter to make up if something did happen to her. Every time they had made progress, they took a full 10 steps back. To Grams knowledge of Bonnie leaving so abruptly was because of something cruel Abby said.
"Well, tell her she needs to be here in the next 45 minutes. I have places I need to be." She responded back curtly.
Bonnie grabbed her costume pieces and retreated to her bedroom to properly hang them up and put them in a black bag. Abby took her warning well as she turned up at the door in her 45-minute timeframe with the black wig, encrusted with jewels. She smiled when she unveiled it to her daughter, who was still stern with her.
Abby knew that Bonnie was mad with her, but the best way to atone to that was to show up pronto with the girl's wig. She offered a smile and rotated the mannequin with the hair on it. Bonnie's expression softened, maybe her mother had tried to make amends, she said a quiet 'thank you.' and took the mannequin from Abby to give it an even closer look.
"You're going to be the exact embodiment of Cleopatra, won't she mama?"
Grams cleared her throat, getting out of the trance of enjoying her daughter and granddaughter's semi-sweet moment. She just nodded, just wanting to hear Bonnie's reply.
"Yeah, do you think you can cornrow my hair? I'd do it myself but the wig needs to lie flat since I'm performing."
Abby, without a question, rushed to the bathroom closet grabbing the necessary products to braid her daughter's hair. When she came back, she braided Bonnie's hair while the girl stayed on her phone the entire time. She must really have things she needs to do...Abby hummed to herself, trying not to take being ignored so personally. After she finished braiding, she applied mouse to Bonnie's cornrows.
The substance was cold and foamy but it would keep the girl's braids intact for the next week or so. Bonnie may have not wanted to keep a conversation going with her mother but she was grateful. She stood up after Abby pinned her straight black hair to her braids and hugged her.
"Thank you, again," They released from their quick embrace. Bonnie walked over to Grams, who was still watching the two interact and gave her grandmother an even bigger hug. It left Abby feeling inadequate, once again she was only there some of the time while her mother was more stable and patient. Bonnie pressed her hands together and announced with humor dripping from her voice, "Okay, well I have to go before Caroline files a missing persons report."
They laughed as she ran out of the house.
It was nearing 4:30 and Bonnie quickly backed out of her driveway, almost hitting the fire hydrant by her home. She had to travel to the liquor store, which wasn't too far. Her outfit in the black bag sat snugly in the backseat waiting to be worn for the night. Getting the alcohol was easy enough until the cashier asked for proof that she was 21 or over. Begrudgingly, she pulled her driver's license out of her pocket.
She could have easily gotten the man in trouble and reported it to his manager but she was pressed for time and that just wasn't an option. Getting to Caroline's party destination wasn't that difficult, she had the best-decorated house on the block despite it being rented. It was Halloween so kids would be walking around freely, so Bonnie was glad that she wasn't wearing her costume.
Besides, she knew to keep her costume under wraps - literally - would solidify her as one of the best dressed of the night.
Bonnie was greeted with a very Addams looking, Klaus. He smiled at her, grabbing her hand to lead her in the mansion. She giggled as he rambled about Caroline worrying about the party or how her outfit was making her look bloated. "Classic Caroline," she said as they approached the blonde of the house, who wasn't looking so blonde.
Her makeup had been dramatically dark but it was appropriate for the character. Caroline's eyes were bluer than usual, maybe with the stark difference of black hair seemingly coming from her scalp. The two besties hugged and kissed each other lightly. Bonnie was still holding Caroline's shoulders, marveling at her black dress. Oh, she had Mrs. Addams down pact.
"Klaus, can you be a dear and go get the Bacardi from Bonnie's car?" Caroline asked. He nodded. "Thank you, husband." The blonde teased, and he turned around smirking, "Anything for you, my love."
Caroline giggled watching her boyfriend retreat from them. She then remembered Bonnie was standing right there with a black bag in her hand.
"Oh, bitch is that your costume," She tugged at it. "You haven't told anyone - not even Elena what you're going as." She maybe teased the Elena part, those two being closer always bothered her.
"Be careful where you put your hands, Care." Bonnie pulled the bag closer with a playful smile. "There's essentials in here."
"Fine, but at least let me hang it up in a spare closet."
"Spare closet? Yeah, I'm definitely going with you. One, because your nosy hands are not to be trusted and two, because this is a bomb ass house."
The blonde held her hands up in the air. She wouldn't be seeing Bonnie in her costume until after the performance. They briefly talked about plans for the night while going to go hang Bonnie's hidden costume up. For the first 45 minutes, Caroline and Klaus would stand as one outside, displaying their married union welcoming guests in. Of course, it would be super weird and dark since the two would be doing contradictory actions that signaled that this wasn't the time for guests.
"So, have you heard from our third friend?" Saying Elena's name was harder than Bonnie thought it would be.
Caroline sighed, as she and Bonnie continued their walk around the empty but wildly decorated mansion. "No, you know she wanted no parts with any of this," The blonde held her hands up, waving them around the place. "All Elena seems to care about these days is her career and her boyfriend. God, I need a drink." She placed her hands on Bonnie's shoulders, shaking them slightly.
"When is my play husband is going to bring back the liquor?"
Bonnie put a finger to her own lips. "I think you two might drop that 'play' title soon."
Caroline scoffed, "Oh, please, me committed? You've got to be out of your mind. My man is fine though."
Before leaving to go rehearse Bonnie gave a few words that made the blonde rethink her whole stance on the marriage debacle.
"Any man that survives the Caroline Forbes specially planned party is a candidate for her hand in marriage."
Bonnie raised her eyebrows at the things Caroline listed. In that 45 minutes to an hour her objectives would be way different. The stage would be set up while the dancers rehearsed in one of the vast bedrooms upstairs. After that the mansion should be in full swing, giving them the perfect audience to capitalize off of.
"Hello, Bonnie!" The man pulled her in giving her quick pecks on the cheek. She gave a weak smile. He moved a stray hair out of her vision. "Ooh, I like. It might be a bit too much for when we're dancing though." Bonnie shrugged, "Where's Mike? I hope he won't have too much of a problem with it."
"Sweetie, I am Mike."
Bonnie almost jaw-dropped. This flamboyant man couldn't be the singer's manager. The way he talked over text wasn't correlating to what she was seeing now. She gulped and was subsequently led to the other girls who were going over the routine. They stopped when they saw Bonnie and restarted their dance from the beginning. Suppressing an eye roll, Bonnie followed the routine just as she was practicing with them all afternoon. Proving people's doubts wrong was one of her favorite pastimes.
They rehearsed for a good hour, so the party had begun by then. All Bonnie could focus was on her dancing and being able to stay on track with the other girls. Though the dancers had to be on-time, the singer - a coked out mess - was not. Mike went ballistic when his artist showed up completely intoxicated. They were a B list at best and wasn't the best at keeping their shit under wraps.
"It's ruined..." Mike trailed off and then screamed, "That 150k is gone. Poof! Because you can't stay fucking sober, Sir!"
Yes, his name was Sir. Bonnie raised a brow in confusion; the situation wasn't completely lost.
"Just lip sync, I'm sure you all have some pre-recorded vocals."
Mike turned around sharply to walk towards Bonnie. She kept a confident stature but was fearing him to yell at her. The idea was way controversial but she wanted to dance onstage and gain some exposure. Some inconsistent singer wasn't going to ruin that for her. Mike cradled her face, smiling like he was staring at gold.
"God, she is so brilliant and talented. Everyone clap for Bonnie, she's saving the show," He faux whispered, "And my checking account." Everyone laughed and clapped. Bonnie sighed in relief feeling a wave of celebratory energy pour into her. It took 30 more minutes to tweak the stage for their new plan. When the time Caroline introduced Sir to the audience and he walked out while the dancers sauntered right behind him.
The partygoers were already drunk, screaming and flailing around. Bonnie closed her eyes pre-performance, saying a silent prayer. She quickly scanned the crowd and noticeably saw Caroline and Klaus in all their dark glory waving at her. She could have sworn she saw Elena but pretended it wasn't her, her dancing was so much better when she didn't have overpowering thoughts interfering with it.
Bonnie was totally into the routine, dropping with the right beats when necessary. The dancer's outfits, in general, weren't so modest but it was comfortable enough to dance in. Hip-hop was her expertise in the art of dance, so of course, she succeeded. Maybe she succeeded too much because she ended up having a mini duo dance with Sir with himself. He wasn't much of a dancer but he rocked side to side with his arms closed while Bonnie broke out in a whole solo she made on the spot.
Luckily, just the outro was playing to the song so he couldn't be accused of not singing for real. Bonnie twirled around, flipped her hair and whined fluidly all at once. For a final move, she bent over, putting her finger over her lips, lightly biting it and sauntered out with the other girls. She did not look back once nor did she want to, looking back meant regret and she was firm in her actions.
She walked back into party population being smiled and cheered for and practically was pushed to Caroline who gave her an overbearing hug. There was an unusual smell on the party hostess.
"Um, Care is that what I think it is."
Caroline giggled loudly, "Okay, maybe a joint got passed around while you were on stage dancing."
Bonnie shook her head, with a gleeful laugh. She grabbed Caroline's hand and walked them over to Klaus who was holding a red cup, talking to two other men. They were both brunettes. One's hair was more of a chestnut brown and hair was styled spikier. The other one was wearing a full-on wig, he had some scruff and she assumed that he was the oldest.
"Oh, Bonnie let me not be rude. These are my brothers - Kol and Elijah, taking apart of this silly holiday."
"Hey!" Caroline interjected, "Nothing I plan is ever silly." Klaus took a step away from his brother to be more closer to his raven-haired girlfriend. He snugly placed his hand around her clothed waist. "I suppose, my woman put her all into this event," The two of them looked around at the decorations and people living their best lives drinking and dancing.
"Well, that she did," Elijah spoke up. "I'm Elijah," He reached out to shake Bonnie's hand. She returned the same level of generosity by stating her name and smiling while doing so. He didn't forget to compliment her costume. He told her he was dressed as a pirate because she couldn't stop eyeing his hair.
The next brother came next. While Elijah's introduction had been more controlled and proper, Kol's was not. It was no secret that he was undressing her with his eyes. Everything from Bonnie's bronze skin, her apple green eyes, and even her curvy short body type intrigued him. Watching her express herself onstage had been more of a reason for Bonnie to be easier on the brain as she was on the eyes. There was more than just a pretty face and a nice ass.
"Kol, Mikaelson. I love seeing a woman going after what she wants and you craved that solo part more than the other dames on that damn stage."
"Well, thank you. I love when men analyze me like I'm some project to be turned in." Kol smirked, she knew he was playing a certain game. Her guard was completely up even as the two of them held their exigent stare.
"Oh, don't hold her up, she has to go get dressed. Remember: Costumes are mandatory." Caroline interjected over Klaus's shoulder.
"Oh," Kol chuckled. "So, this isn't the costume. Please wow me even more than you have already, Bonnie."
She gracefully bowed out and began heading up the stairs. The caramel skinned woman was scared out of her mind when she saw a taller female in a latex suit in the room where her costume was in. Bonnie jumped, bringing the unknown's woman identity to light.
"Oh, please it's just me."
Bonnie sighed, being glad once in her life to hear Katherine's condescending voice. She continued grabbing her clothes out the bag. "So, what brings you to a spare room in a Halloween party?" Bonnie asked, deciding that if she was going to be in the room with the woman dressed up as Catwoman, she'd make some conversation.
"Honestly? I saw my ex, who I asked Caroline specifically not to invite," Katherine gritted, getting mad with the blonde all over again. Bonnie pursed her lips not wanting to say why Damon was invited. Of course, it was for superficial reasons and his presence had absolutely nothing to do with his character.
"You don't deserve that."
Katherine looked confused. Her and Bonnie having a heart to heart were unheard of. She wasn't Elena; soft and gooey was never going to be her thing. She eyed Bonnie trying to put on her jewelry.
"Need help?" Bonnie didn't even get a chance to answer before she heard Katherine's heels clank over to come to help her. She said a quiet 'thank you' to the twin. it was peculiar she had already spent more time with someone who tolerated her for Elena than the latter herself. She hummed while Katherine wrapped the other gold piece around her shoulder. Katherine had to admit the snake as a design was a nice touch.
"You don't have to do this."
"Oh, I know. However, showing an act of kindness lessens the amount of money I'll spending on botox in my 30s to keep my youthful face for as long as I can."
"So glad I don't have to worry about things like that," Bonnie quipped.
Katherine led Bonnie to the bathroom mirror showing off her final look. She was wearing a blue two-piece suit, the bottom was a long skirt with a daring slit while the top showed her pierced golden bellybutton jewelry with a healthy amount of cleavage. Her hairpiece was encrusted in jewels once again and Katherine had touched up her makeup. Bonnie was now set to walk out.
"Now this is hot," Katherine said, taking in the girl's appearance. Her compliment didn't faze her much as she just nodded. "Okay," the twin spoke up again. "You go down the left stairwell and I'll go down the right."
"Left? Hell, no. And do you really want to walk back into the party at the same time as me?"
Katherine crossed her arms, "Fine, I'll go down first. And don't take that literally," she said with a wink. Bonnie wanted to retch at the thought of even attempting to initiate sex with Katherine. "Just go, please."
The woman shrugged before walking out the room and said nonchalantly, "I guess that came from the wrong twin's lips."
Bonnie frowned and waited about five minutes before making her official entrance to the living room. She eyed her surroundings while descending the steps. She heard cheers and whistles from people from the party, kickstarting her confidence once again. Kol happened to be one of them. He held his hand out formally walking her back to the main population.
...
"You have wowed me 10 times over, Miss Bonnie," Kol swooned, looking over her side drinking her royal appearance in.
"I'm said to be an overachiever in that aspect."
"Let me get you a drink."
Bonnie froze; she could get her own damn drink. She wasn't too trusting of men even if Kol seemed to be an awful flirt. Releasing herself from his hold she stormed off into the kitchen. Kol was left dumbfounded, he hadn't even said or did anything that crude to warrant her response.
"Hey," he called out, pushing drunk partygoers to get to Bonnie. "What's your damage?"
"I just wanna fix my own damn drink is that okay? Women can still do that, I hope."
He laughed, "Okay, if you want to make a simple nice party courtsey political be my guess. You'll know where to find me." Then with that, he walked back over where his brothers and Caroline were conversating at. Caroline was leaning on the speaker, looking bored out of her mind. Elijah was talking, so her actions made sense to Bonnie.
Bonnie meddled through the dancefloor and found herself being pulled by Katherine. The woman in the catsuit had a dance partner - Luke. Bonnie swallowed, that only meant Liv was here. She silently prayed that they would never crossroads.
"Come, on bitch dance," Luke yelled over the music. "I saw you up there giving Sir the moves."
Katherine giggled and grabbed Bonnie's hands wailing them side to side. "Teach us something, Miss Professional."
"You guys I-" Bonnie started but was caught off guard when she saw Stefan and Elena. They had on the costumes she suggested, bringing her vision to life. It was a slap in the face to see them look so paired well together. So much for her smooth night, avoiding that many people weren't good for her health.
"Girl, what are you staring at?"
Bonnie readjusted the jewels on her head. "Nothing, uh my hair seemed," she coughed and finished, "Crooked."
Katherine rolled her eyes and stopped her dancing with some guy on the dancefloor. He had curly brown hair and small even eyes. Apparently, he was supposed to Indiana Jones. "Bonnie coughs whenever she's nervous or lying. Right now both of those things are hitting her tenfold." The brunette squinted to what Bonnie may have been looking at - her sister and her boyfriend.
Katherine smirked, devilish thoughts clouding her mind and suggested that Bonnie should go say hi. Bonnie couldn't challenge the girl on it as there were people around. Had the sneaky twin known more about their situation beyond reasonable suspicion? Yes, Elena may have not been angry at Bonnie supposedly but that didn't keep her from talking.
Bonnie was the one she trusted the most and that was breached when she allowed Stefan to stick his tongue down her throat. Other things could have been stuck but they stopped before it got too out of control. The deity dressed woman took a long breath and walked straightly across the room. She heard an incoming argument as she walked away.
"I have no dance partner now that you're over there with the beasty boy."
"Hey!" The guy yelled out.
"Oh, Mason please hit him I dare you, I'll have you escorted out of here."
Bonnie Bennett, you can go say hello to a very monogamous and clearly in love couple without any ill will feelings about it.
On the way over to them, she bumped into a busybody.
"Hey watch the suit!" Bonnie was going to apologize until she saw who it was. Matt Donovan in all of his cocky glory. It was the worst kind of cocky. Not even the sexy type she liked in certain guys. He was dressed as a sailor. She gritted her teeth at the very connection of his voice and face. Bonnie hated Matt's guts.
"If it isn't Elena Gilbert's guardian angel," He exclaimed.
"Just stay out of my way," Bonnie said brushing past him.
Once again she walking straightly and with purpose. Talking to Elena wouldn't be so awkward if they had Matt to verbally egg on. Elena looked flawless, she had the short wavy blonde wig, along with Marilyn's iconic red lipstick and a faux beauty mark. Elena had pearls around her neck and also on her wrist. She also wore a black tube top dress with a white fur going over her shoulders. The colors were very contrasting and Bonnie loved everything about it.
Being drawn to Elena first had been one of her instinct. Her eyes then scanned Stefan's framework. His hair was perfectly tousled from the front to the back. The grease or wax may have helped achieve that style. While Elena looked liked pure elegance, his clothes much like James Dean himself were effortless. Somehow Stefan made a leather jacket and jeans look high end.
She saw Elena whisper something to Stefan and then walked off, passing Bonnie by. However, Bonnie caught the girl's arm and stopped her from walking any further.
"Elena, you look amazing."
Her bestfriend smiled nicely, "So do you. It was nice seeing you but I think I want to dance, I really don't think I can take just standing any longer." Bonnie let her go, feeling defeated. "Of course, I'll see you around." Elena nodded and continued her pathway.
Bonnie crossed her arms and walked towards Stefan. They made eye contact before even speaking. To break up the tension, Bonnie coughed and said, "You look just like I imagined." He did, seeing her vision breathe and live right before she was astonishing. He was taller than Bonnie before but she was on a different platform than him.
She was dressed as a goddess and Stefan didn't want to look down at her so he reached his hand out, letting her up the small steps. When they were on the same level the same hand was pulling her close to him. She was lost looking at his physique.
"So you have been thinking about me?" He whispered in her ear.
"I-" Bonnie took a step back, she saw a curly blonde looking at her. "Excuse me," she walked past him to approach Liv head-on. Her conversation with Stefan was going to be cut even though she wanted to talk to him longer. Bonnie didn't like being snuck up on and if her old girlfriend wanted to cause a scene she'd nip it right in the bud.
"Wow, my old flame," Liv slowly clapped, looking at Bonnie head to toe. "You were always hot."
Bonnie tried to suppress an eyeroll. "Come with me."
Liv and Bonnie stood across from each other. Bonnie's stare was stern while Liv's was playful. She wanted something and Bonnie was going to sniff it out.
"What are you up to?"
Liv circled around the deity dressed woman, practically bouncing with joy and replied, "Princess Elena who can do no wrong isn't attached to your hip tonight," she moved behind Bonnie and touched her shoulder. She slightly shuddered at the contact even after all that time being that close to her ex was unnerving.
"But you're swooning over her boyfriend," Liv continued, "I really thought you were one of us."
Bonnie stood tall as she could with her arms firmly crossed. "Well, I'm bi, so I never was."
"You weren't saying bye when I was between your legs."
Bonnie crinkled her nose in disgust not at all pleased with the blonde's pun. Suddenly, she turned around and fiercely said, "This isn't about me choosing sides-"
"Yadda, yadda sexuality is a spectrum," Liv who rolled her eyes cut the short woman off. "But shouldn't best friend's boyfriend be off limits?"
"You have no idea what you saw, I'm leaving."
Liv watched Bonnie walkout the room, her skirt wildly move side to side. God, she was curvy as ever. She bit her lip. Bonnie had said nothing but yet her body language said everything. The small woman reeked of guilt, it made her uncomfortable because there was a rift between her and Elena. And Liv was going to make that rift between the get even more apparent, it was sickly sweet revenge.
Luke got a text from Liv telling him to get a select group of people to play never have I ever. Luckily, everyone she mentioned was from Katherine's circle so he wasn't too out of place. Meanwhile the other sat around the kitchen in anticipation. Damon was the last person to walk up and Katherine looked like she was going vomit.
"We don't you to play," Katherine said, shooting daggers at him with her eyes.
He sat down in a chair and crossed his legs, "Oh Kit Kat don't be bitter. A party doesn't truly begin until I walk in."
"Oh, Damon, king of sucking his own cock," Klaus said, making his presence known. Almost everyone snickered while Damon snarled. He'd get the Brit later on. Luke cleared his throat and asked if everyone was ready to play, his eyes scanned Bonnie's expression. She was playing it cool for the most part.
"Never have I ever tongue kissed a girl," Luke pursed his lips, "Well without my consent."
All the guys drank and then Bonnie drunk, throwing the shot to the back of her head. The quicker the better. She quickly avoided anyone's eye contact.
"Oh, what the hell?" Katherine drank too, she wouldn't let Bonnie suffer that much. Caroline just looked concerned for her friend. Sure, she dabbled in drugs tonight but she could never fathom that sort of girl on girl action.
"Um, Bonnie are you okay?" She asked worriedly.
Klaus elbowed her making her shut up, "We don't judge love," he told his girlfriend in a low voice. Caroline brushed herself off and announced she'd declare the next one. Bonnie eyes flickered to Elena, who gave her a pity smile. She was sitting on Stefan's lap, quietly staking her claim.
"Never have I ever been pussy or dick whipped."
"You sure about that, Blondie?" Damon asked.
She scoffed, "I'm sure. Just because you're used to women falling at your feet doesn't mean anything."
"Why does it even have to be in those terms," Elena stated. "If you're in love, you're in love. Nothing else matters except for that person."
"Says the person who's in a happy relationship," Katherine said, looking at her stiletto nails. Elena didn't respond directly but her eyes were glaring at her twin. She finally replied, "You're bitter." Damon snickered, pleased with his brother's girlfriend flippant mouth. Anyone against Katherine was an ally of his.
"And you're blinded."
No one was drinking and they had only got through one round just barely. Kol walked towards Bonnie and nudged her, "Your people are manic." She just gave a non-verbal agreement. Elena just had to make a simple question problematic.
"Okay," Damon said loudly, "We can officially start over or just drop the game."
"Drop the game, it was childish, to begin with," Stefan spoke up.
Everyone seemed to agree and some of them even dispersed from the kitchen. Caroline went over to Damon and nudged him painfully. He yelped in pain and whined Caroline's name. She moved them to the side and said in a hushed tone, "You ruined the game with your dumbass comments. I invited you because of your connects who are seemingly not here! All you've done is start shit."
He sighed, "Okay what if I told you I'd been dropped from the agency for 6 months now."
"What? No, you told me you were still working."
"I told you I was getting fewer jobs now because I had been dropped by the agency."
Caroline threw her hands up in there and walked away, she had been bamboozled by Damon Salvatore. This party was becoming his social playground when it should have been hers, to begin with. She then pulled Katherine to the side and spread the information along. It wasn't news to the twin particularly.
"I'll tell you why he got dropped if you kick him out of here in a very embarrassing way." Katherine offered with a smirk.
"I wish I could but I can't, can't you just tell me so I can use it against him later?"
"My lips are sealed."
"Fine, but you can at least tell me what's been going on with Elena."
Katherine looked over at the group in the kitchen at her sister, at Stefan, and then at Bonnie. "I think there's something going on with her and Stefan. And Bonnie has a hand in it."
"Oh, god," Caroline said, placing her hand over her heart and began to look behind her. Katherine put both her hands over the girl's shoulder and eyed her long black extensions.
"You may have switched up your hair tonight but you sure do have the spirit of a blond."
"I swear if someone else has something to say about me being blonde-" Caroline ran her fingers through her raven hair frustratedly. She really needed to steady her thoughts and process the information Katherine gave her. The two of them knew next to nothing about the three of them so all there talk was being charred up from assumptions.
"We weren't there so what are your theories, anti-twin?"
"So glad you asked," Katherine responded, shaking her curly brown locks. "When I went over Stefan's house 3 weeks ago, he and Bonnie seemed awfully chummy."
"Chummy as in?"
Katherine rolled her eyes, "Friendly, they looked too friendly. They even looked way too friendly tonight and suddenly I see Elena leaving Bonnie's side to come dance with me and Luke. When has Elena ditched Bonnie to spend time with me?"
Caroline crossed her arms reflecting on it, she was making points. Katherine saw that she was making progress to get the natural blonde to join her team of suspicion. She took that as an opportunity to spice up her handcrafted theory even more.
"So, Elena being Elena was too trusting of Bonnie and of Stefan to a certain extent. Let's say she got sent home early and instead of going home to go shower my lovestruck sister decides to go to her boyfriend's house first and wham she sees her boyfriend railing her best friend on the couch."
"Cute theory," Caroline said confidently, "But Bonnie would never do that. Like ever."
"You looked like you were going to shit your pants when you found out she kissed girls before, please," Katherine uttered in a chastising voice. Caroline didn't reply but the theory got her thinking. Disregarding Katherine she mindless walked back over to the group. When she got back, Bonnie was leaving or just going to the bathroom. It surprised her when Elena got up following right behind her, leaving Stefan in the seat without hesitating.
Bonnie didn't have to pee or anything she just wanted to look in the mirror. Fix her hair or her makeup for a select few minutes and slowly return to the party. She placed her hand over her chest when she saw Elena leaning over the doorframe.
"I don't know if I said this but you really do look great tonight," She told Bonnie.
"Thank you," The woman in jewels replied lowly.
"I wanted to talk to you that is if you're rushing to get back to the party," Elena said the last part with a careless shrug. She knew Bonnie wasn't too eager to go back to the party. There had been nothing too wrong with her appearance and she sped off to the bathroom. Bonnie nodded and they walked in a vacant room. It had been the same empty room she ran into the other twin and Liv taunted her in.
"I'm sorry for resenting you," Elena began. "After all we've been through and what you've done for me, you don't deserve that and I was selfish."
"You didn't text or call me once," Bonnie said, feeling hurt at the lack of communication for the last few weeks from her best friend.
Liv ears perked up, thank God for the right timing. She had checked in with Luke shortly after the disastrous end of the game. It was exactly what she expected. Them not getting more than one question was comical. Luke wasn't sure of his sister's intentions as he debriefed what happened but family came before all so he did what she asked of him. The curly blonde's suspicions were being quenched, she pulled out her phone and started recording audio from her phone and ran down the stairs.
"I was upset and couldn't tell the person I vent to the most about it. And I couldn't tell anyone else because they wouldn't understand or they would judge."
"I see," Bonnie looked down. "So, ignoring me was better for you. There have been countless times where you have affected me in ways I can't explain and I still find the courage to talk to you."
"I- I didn't know that," Elena stuttered, looking at Bonnie's disposition. "I just wanted to ask what was going through your mind?"
"When?"
"When you and Stefan kissed. Both times."
This was a hard ass question but it only had one answer. "You."
"I don't get it."
"When we kissed in your...kitchen we were talking about how I had been scared of losing you."
"Oh, Bonnie," She said, grabbing her hands and assuring her, "You're not getting rid of me. Ever. I promise this ends between us tonight...but if you don't mind me asking about the second time?"
"The second time I got know him more, he saved my life and suddenly we were roommates. I found out a lot about Stefan; he's considerate, perceptive, passionate and cultured and if you squint he's funny."
Elena smiled, "Well, mission accomplished; you like him."
"Ugh, please don't tell me this was your plan all along."
They both laughed, feeling a huge weight being lifted off their shoulders. Bonnie felt like she could breathe again, maybe it was time to really to divulge her longest secret.
"Truth is, I don't think my feelings for him could encompass the ones I'll always have for you."
"You," Elena softened, "Bonnie you remember when we-"
"Yep, back in grade school."
"Oh, God I am so clueless," She spun around in circles. Her best friend was in love with her and now she knew. Their kiss at a sleepover occurred in her mind. Bonnie said she'd never kissed anyone so Elena gave her lessons for a while without the kissing part. When they actually did kiss, she said it was strictly for practice and never thought twice if it meant more. Clearly, it affected her best friend the greatest.
"Elena it's okay, I've kept it buried so long. This long," She breathed in and out and continued, "I feel so free now."
Tears welled up in Bonnie's eyes, she chuckled and wiped them off. Her dramatic but gorgeous eye make up would run down her face in black streaks. "Why the hell am I crying?"
"Because, like you said, you feel free," Elena said, pulling her in a hug. Bonnie smiled, shutting her eyes shut in Elena's warm embrace. No one could take this moment away from them. From Bonnie, she needed this to be with her best friend even for a few fleeting moments. They pulled away and smiled at each other and it quickly turned into laughter. Elena playfully hit Bonnie's shoulder.
"I bet you I'm a better kisser than him."
"Ah, well I really can't compare a 10-year-old kiss to one that was more recent."
Elena smirked and dared, "Fine, let's do a recent one."
Before Bonnie could object Elena's silly statement she felt her lips pressed inside of hers in a saccharine kiss. The former cheerleader had always been extroverted and competitive and that had only been awakened now. Not even the sweetest candy cane could compare to her lips. Elena had to bend over a little to kiss Bonnie even deeper before and it felt unbelievably good. They took a pause and Elena began to say, "See, I told you-"
She was being pushed against the wall and let Bonnie's tongue invade her mouth recklessly shutting her up. This kiss was 10 years in the making and if this night was the only time it would ever happen the bronze beauty would make it last. Mid-kiss, Elena reached over to slam the door, realizing they kissed right when it was open and for any prying eyes to see.
Bonnie was kissing Elena's neck, glad to be hearing her helpless moans. Bonnie thought she could be highly sensitive but Elena took the cake, the girl could barely suppress her pleasure. Hopefully, the music drowned her sounds out. "Mmm," she moaned, "what do you want me to do?" Elena asked since she felt like she was giving nothing yet this was all Bonnie ever wanted.
"Keep your hands on my body, touch whatever you think is pleasing to me."
Elena nodded and felt bliss when Bonnie put her mouth back on her neck again. She practically pulled the small girl into her skin moving the both of them further in the wall. Bonnie's lips started to brush along Elena's clavicle. Her chest heaved as she leaned into the wall, letting Bonnie keep her tongue taste her skin.
The woman in the black dress realized she was being less giving to the actual goddess under her yet again. She widened her eyes and then cupped Bonnie's crotch. Her underwear had been damp and now they stared at one another both being aware of her arousal. "You want this badly," Elena said in a daring voice.
Bonnie snatched Elena's hand from in between from her legs. Which was a shame because she enjoyed attention there. She then pinned both of Elena's hands above her hand. Bonnie spoke, "We're going to leave those up there because when I give you an inch, you take a mile." Elena's breath hitched at her best friend's demanding tone. Breaking up their heated stare she licked Bonnie's lips and kissed her again using her head since her arms were useless.
The hem of her dress was being hiked up by Bonnie herself. She had no choice but to see before her own eyes what her friend's small fingers could do. Sharply, a digit went inside of Elena. She couldn't limit herself she cried out, no screamed because Bonnie's finger felt that satisfying. Elena went into a frezy when she finally orgasmed.
Bonnie, oh my...
...
While they were gone, the party still resumed. There just wasn't much dancing. Liv went by Luke who was near Katherine and her date. She had ran from downstairs so her chest was heaving. He placed his hand on her shoulder, "Sis, you okay?" She nodded rapidly, Luke talked too much he couldn'y know of her plan. Katherine raised an eyebrow because she remembered Bonnie going to the second floor but decided to leave it alone.
"Where's Elena?" She asked out loud.
"She went upstairs, apparently had to go use the washroom as if there;s something wrong with the one down here," Stefan answered but knew his girlfriend went to make up with Bonnie. He wouldn't stop her from mending her and Bonnie's friendship. Matt was still in his vicinity since they were all in the kitchen together.
"Man, I think Bonnie went to follow her."
Liv turned to face Matt, wanting to interject so badly. She knew for sure it was the other way around. Could he too be planning revenge? While the false statement was a great way to start, she would be crafting plans not him. At the same time, she didn't want to cause suspcion of herself.
"She definetly didn't, man," Kol replied, annoyed with the sailor. "Bonnie left first to accomodate her makeup. Not that she needed to."
"She does look great tonight," Caroline said, thinking about her bestfriend had been the best dressed of the night. "Everyone let's toast to my bestfriend, Bonnie.," she exclaimed holding her red cup. She drank and everyone followed soon after. Well, everyone except for Matt and he knew the lady being cheered for would like it that way too. He turned to Stefan, bringing the past topic up,
"All I'm saying either way, they both went upstairs together did they not?"
"Sure," Stefan replied curtly, mentally cursing himself for even giving Matt attention.
"You know, Bonnie did this a bunch of times back in college when Me and Elena were together."
"Elena and I," Stefan corrected, he could get petty.
"Sure, whatever same difference. I'm just seeing a pattern with them here, Bonnie barely leaves Elena's side, it's the reason why we broke up if you didn't know."
"Well, Elena doesn't speak of you so no, I didn't know."
Katherine had to clutch her pearls at the interaction of the males and nudged Luke who was already on it. If something happened he'd be the first one to record. Damon chuckled and then went near his brother saying if something was going to down he would be there. Stefan didn't seem that worried, some kid on a former scholorship wasn't going to faze him. Matt looked like he was going for blood.
"You're not going to blame that Bonnie," Caroline defended her friend, "You were a lousy, cheating boyfriend."
Matt drank from his red cup, "Or maybe your friend is obessessed with being always there for Elena."
"What does that mean?" Liv asked innocently, drawing herself farthest away from Bonnie as possible. She believed she was being very convincing since Katherine's prying eyes weren't on her anymore and was way focused that was brewing right before her. Matt stood up, finding away to end this conversation once and for all.
"Means that Bonnie is a man-hating dyke."
Everyone gasped, and it was probably for the best the blonde ex-footballer ended up getting up with the intention to walk away. Liv definetly wanted to sock him in the face for even saying that at all and then againist Bonnie. Matt didn't get to blame his relationship ending with Elena with all lesbians. She really wanted to say more but opted for calling him an ass.
Stefan just vibrated silent an angering intensity, one Damon knew too well. His blue eyes carefully watched Stefan's movements. Pissed was an understatement. Bonnie was undoubtedly very protective of her bestfriend but in this in moment that protection could not even measure up to the protection Stefan was giving Bonnie herself. He stood up to follow Matt.
Damon began to get up too but Klaus stopped him and said, "Let him do this."
"Say that again, I dare you," Stefan said to Matt who turned around just to be punched in the jaw. All the party people shrieked as the fight got in the middle of the front room. Caroline groaned, her decorations were being ruined. She turned to Klaus, "I know Matt deserves, but my decorations are being punished." He soothed her, patting her hair.
Katherine was panicking, not knowing how to compute what was happening. She knew she had to go alert her sister and she began running upstairs. In a rush, she ran past the room that Bonnie and Elena were in. For a moment she paused and fanned herself hoping she didn't get too sweaty. Then she saw a phone right outside a room and pocketed it. If she ws going to be Catwoman why not play true to the character to the very end.
She twisted the doorknob which was locked and began knocking.
"Bonnie or Elena, or both, Stefan and Matt are fighting. I think someone's calling the police," Katherine annouced shakily.
Elena said that they'd be out in a minute. Her sister sounded scared and that was almost enough to knock off the high of her releasing her peak. She touched her neck and pushed her dress down and shared a look with Bonnie, who nodded and opened the door. Katherine was waving her hand in front of her own face, preventing herself to sweat and look calm under pressure.
...
The fight had been over when they finally went downstairs and 3 officers were downstairs. Everyone had started to clear out including Liv - phoneless. She prayed that Katherine had not gotten it. The poilice were alerted of the fight and the noise. They quickly found out the mansion was rented and how much of a spectacle the fight was. Only ones that close to Matt knew what he said to warrant Stefan's response.
Bonnie looked worriedly at Stefan as he talked to the police. She just wanted to know if he was okay. Matt did use to play football and that's a contact sport, he had picked up all kinds of tricks over the years. Kol tapped her on the shoulder, "We're heading out, I just wanted to say my goodbye." She nodded amd gave him a hug.
"Thanks for coming out," She told him as they released.
"Likewise. Despite all the crap tonight you still look-"
"Kol, come on," Elijah called out; police made him wary.
"Excuse me, I have to go with my stick in the mud brother," He paused and turned to face her . "Caroline will give you my number."
"Kol, what does that mean? Kol!"
He shrugged and smirked leaving her calls unanswered. Elena went up to Bonnie after watching her and Kol's interaction. She woudln't ask questions or do anything that implied a modicum of jealousy, she found out Bonnie loved her tonight and that's all that mattered. Pretending like Kol wasn't trying to put the moves on her Bonnie was what she was going to do.
"So, Matt isn't pressing charges, thank God, but Stefan is really tired so I'm just gonna go with him."
"Can I go too?"
"Of course you can. He was asking about you anyway," Elena revealed the last part reluctantl. That only meant she was certain the fight was over Bonnie. Though her and Bonnie had their tryst upstairs she was still reminded of her boyfriend's unrelentings feelings for her. Katherine watched how Bonnie and Elena treaded out of the house and she knew oe thing for sure - there was way more to the picture she was conjuring in her head.