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Music: Three Days Grace- Fall for you

Bonnie didn't know what to think about Damon's behavior. She gets angry because Damon is acting like the insulted little boy. What's wrong with him? It's ridiculous! He doesn't even know about the diary thing so to his knowledge, there are no mitigating circumstances. The fact that she is even here doesn't mean anything to him. Of course she wants her powers back and she will do whatever it takes to get it back so Damon has no right to judge her.

Bonnie was so angry by now that she lost her appetite along with everything else. She didn't want to go with Damon nor did she want to be around the particular Salvatore. She was sure she gonna hate this long road trip. Why was she so stupid? What the hell did she expect when she saw that message from Damon? She had a spark of hope that maybe she would hear words from Damon's mouth out loud and unfortunately, she was wrong to think that miracles like that would ever happen. Not until the next century where Damon might be able to actually express himself like any other human being—but then again, he is part of the living dead...

Once she was done with her morning ritual, she walked towards the little round shaped table. Despite her earlier firing thoughts, she couldn't help but smile a little when she saw the white tulip. "Dammit Salvatore!"

She took some food, her bag, the flower and left the little isolated house. Damon wasn't outside as he said he would be earlier so Bonnie walked the trail alone. It wasn't that scary due to the daylight so she felt safer than the previous night. She realized the lane was shorter than she thought because she barely took 20 steps and she had already managed to see Damon's car as well as the road. When she walked towards the road, she realized something.

"Damon, where's is my car?" Damon stood beside the car, leaning by the door and looking annoyingly indifferent. Bonnie squeezed the tulip happy to remember that it's a tulip instead of a rose with painful thorns.

"I took care of it." he shrugged as he opened the car door.

"You did what?" Bonnie finally lost her patience "What's wrong with you?"She growled angrily and kicked the side of the car. She knew she was acting like Caroline but she was at the end of her rope that she didn't really seem to care anymore. She also knew the next victim of her foot would be the car's owner.

"Hey! Are you out of your mind?" Damon leaned over the window and looked down to see the damage.

"Yes, I am! I slept in the same bed as you of course I'm crazy! But you know what? You're even crazier!" Bonnie raised her voice and this time she used her fist to take revenge on the poor car.

"Alright drama queen, stop abusing my car! " Damon also lost his patience and shouted at Bonnie impatiently. "Get in!"

Bonnie narrowed her eyes yet didn't have any intention of moving. "Where. is. my. car.?" she repeated the words slowly.

"Get. in. the. car." Damon mocked her with the same angry and slow tone. When Bonnie still didn't move he growled angrily. "How the hell do you want to come with me with another car? We don't need two cars so I compelled someone to deliver it back to your home. Don't worry your Judgy pants; your car is in safe hands. Now that you know the whereabouts of your little Prius, let's get going!"

"Alright fine. That wasn't so hard to be honest was it?" Bonnie snapped and leant down to pick her stuff up nervously because she had dropped them on the floor during her hysterical performance. She walked to the passenger's side and got in the car to Damon's biggest joy.

"You're crazy." Damon shook his head with a smile. "I like it."

"Just shut up." Bonnie murmured and threw her bag to the backseat.

Damon waited till she closed the door before starting the engine. He looked at Bonnie from the corner of his eyes and saw the tulip in her hand. He smiled and drove on the road.

Somehow I found a way to get lost in you
Let me inside, let me get close to you
Change your mind, I'll get lost if you want me to
Somehow I've found a way to get lost in you (in you)

"What happened to your hand?" They were on their way barely ten minutes when Damon asked his question so indifferently like it only would be the beginning of a simple chit-chat. The answer was even surprising when it came out from Bonnie's mouth just as simple as the question before.

"I had a little conniption and my mirror was the victim." Bonnie stared at the trees beside the road and rolled the tulip's stem between her fingers. "I realized I have no life. I was like a slave so I got angry and tried to destroy my old self…" Bonnie surprised herself with the truth that she couldn't tell Elena or Stefan but could easily tell Damon.

"Fair enough." Damon still was indifferent but Bonnie knew he was listening and does care about what she had to say.

"I wanna live finally." she said with a big sigh. "I wanna live wild. At least once."

Bonnie barely said those words before she immediately regretted them. She doesn't have to turn her head to see Damon's wide grin. "Then, you have the best company. I can show you the wild side of life."

"Yeah, surely you can. That's all you are capable of doing! Doing wild things…but I'm not interested in your wildness. " Bonnie closed her eyes and leant her head back onto the headrest. Damon turned his head towards her and watched her face like she was the most precious piece of art in the world. His fingers were itching to caress her chin just once but unfortunately, he knew very well that it was out of the question.

"C'mon Bonnie, we could rule the world." He said and watched the road again. Bonnie just sighed and kept her eyes closed. "The vampire and the witch." Damon continued cheerfully. He didn't notice the falling flower that leaned on the floor in two pieces. Bonnie squeezed the flower so strongly she threw it.

"I'm not a witch." she hissed as she opened her eyes. "Thanks to you." She narrowed her eyes to almost burn a hole into Damon's temple. That comment finally killed the conversation making Bonnie close her eyes again and turn towards the window.

"You will be. I promise." Damon murmured the words so silently that you couldn't distinguish it between his voice and the noise of the road.

oooOOooo

"Good morning, sleepy head; we have arrived." Bonnie felt the cold breath on her skin as someone whispered into her ear. She smiled and moaned a little. "Hmm I like this sound. Do it again and say my name."

Bonnie's eyes popped open when Damon's nose touched the soft skin of her neck. "You're disgusting!" Damon laughed and pulled away. That was his game: to annoy Bonnie. He loved her gaze when her beautiful green eyes almost turned into black and her nose almost flared out smokes like a dragon. He almost missed the old pains he received in his head too but he will get it soon, he was sure about that. All he has to do to is find that mother chick and Bonnie can torture him again…and hate him more.

"Like if you don't like it; or was that moan a complaint?"

"You said we've arrived, right? Then what are we waiting for?" Bonnie said quickly and got out of the car as fast as a cat. Damon grinned when he noticed that she blushed a little as he also proceeded to get out. He faced Bonnie and made an idiotic victory dance. "You did like it. You did enjoy me." He said and pointed at Bonnie like a teacher. "Bad girl. You have gone wild."

"Alright, Damon." Bonnie made a big sigh. "That's the last time I ask: What's wrong with you? You have a thing for human girls? When I was a witch you never acted like this. Now when I'm weak, I suddenly became your type of chick? I don't understand. Elena is at home along with Stefan. Why are you here with me? Why aren't you there to ruin their days? What do you want from me? What are you waiting for?" Bonnie pointed the questions that have been bothering her the most and waited for the answers but she knew she wouldn't get any. That was the first time when she thought of the diary as a tool to find answers.

So she looked into Damon's eyes and waited. Damon just made one of his typical faces at her and grabbed his bag. Bonnie shook her head tiredly; this Damon drove her up the wall. She needs answers not winks and smirks. She would rather run down his smug head. She was about to start imagining that when Damon walked by her until he said something she couldn't ignore.

"You're not weak."

He didn't even stop when he said this; Bonnie smiled as she watched his back, finally she got a little piece of her Damon again. Maybe slowly she will get enough pieces to create the whole caring Damon with emotions. She bit the corner of her lips and followed the vampire to the motel.

"And now? What are we doing?" Bonnie asked when she looked around the little motel which wasn't any better than their previous location but at least they weren't in the woods anymore and probably could find a decent bathroom in their room. "You want to try every unlisted lodgment during this trip? I can't believe this was the best that you could find."

"I'm just following the traces." Damon opened their new room's door and let Bonnie inside first. The first thing that made Bonnie's day was seeing two beds. Another side of her felt a little disappointed but quickly shook it away because that was…sick. It was sick because in all honesty, she liked Damon's presence beside her. There was nothing sexual involved, she just somehow felt safer when she was that close to him. It was sick yet true.

"Want me to ask for another room with a king sized bed?" Bonnie realized as she watched the bed for too long that it was a huge mistake. She decided she's gonna fight with Damon in her own way.

"Would you finish this horny behavior if I sleep with you?" Bonnie folded her arms and looked at Damon like he used to at her; she didn't miss the smirk either. "Because I can do that."

Damon's smirk changed places with a hidden smile and his cheerful blue eyes became soft and serious. "No. You will lose my respect if you would do that."

"It means you have to respect me because I'm the only one who doesn't care for your hotness?" Bonnie felt so confused, Damon gave her the painful migraine but she tried to not show her embarrassment. She stayed calm and firm.

Damon shrugged and threw his bag onto the mattress. "You are not like the others Judgey. I like that."

"You mean I'm not like Katherine or Elena. That's why you are with me? You need a break? You need a game?" Bonnie didn't understand herself. She acted like a crazy girlfriend but it was like she could finally see clearly now. She finally put the pieces together and it hurts a lot. Damon doesn't care about her he just wanted to play; he wanted to teak a break. He doesn't want to just help her. He just wants to have fun. Her eyes were filled with tears; she should've figured it out sooner.

"Everything is a game Bonnie." Damon sighed as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. When he looked at her he saw a strange Bonnie-a very angry one who he had never met. That stranger grabbed the bottle and dramatically threw it onto the center of the wall like a darting expert. The glass shattered loudly and the liquid flowed slowly onto the wall. "…Bonnie?" Damon put the glass down and looked at her confused. Bonnie's eyes almost were black; Damon could barely see the original green tone on them. He remembered the only time when he saw that darkness in her was that night when he saved her from the vampire.

"It is not a game for me! What you did was far from being a game to me! They are painfully real Damon! If you wanna play games then do it with someone else! I'm not your toy; you can't just play around with me! I believed you when you said you wanted to help me but it seems that I never learn! I should have known that you don't care about anybody! You don't feel guilt because everything is just child's play to you! You can't play with people like that. I will retrieve my power without your help and I will kill you. I will kill you, believe me. Everything will be so much better in the world without the heartless monster you are. I even came to really believe that you did care for me. That was a stupid assumption..." Bonnie hardly could stop the yelling and the crying, her whole body was shaking from anger as well as nervousness. Finally when Damon said nothing, she turned and walked towards the door.

Suddenly, Damon showed up and stood in the way between the door and the shaking-crying Bonnie. Damon waited for Bonnie to look into his cerulean eyes before he spoke, "You are not a game to me Bonnie and I'm not playing with you. This time I will help you." Damon whispered softly, Bonnie wanted to close her eyes in order to enjoy his words even more. Finally she couldn't help it. She closed her eyes right after she felt Damon's hand on her face as he lightly caressed her chin with his thumb to wash away her tears. That was crazy, her heart sped up and her body numbed. What's happening?

"I do care for you, Bonnie." Bonnie gasped, she didn't dare open her eyes; she felt Damon's breath on her lips as well as the coldness. His nose touched hers as he leaned closer and Bonnie knew he gonna kiss her. The only question was when? Bonnie felt like it couldn't happen soon enough. She stood like a statue and waited. Eventually, the soft cold lips caressed hers so lightly she barely realized Damon had requested for permission.

Before she could act on anything, her phone started to ring. Her head suddenly cleared and probably Damon's too because he stepped back and walked to his bed like nothing happened.

"That's Elena." Bonnie cleared her throat when she looked at the caller ID but her voice was still shaky. Damon just nodded and sat on the bed; he stared at the opposite wall lost into his deep thoughts. "Do you…do you wanna talk with her?" Bonnie still didn't pick up the phone, the ringing was so disturbing but it still was less awkward than what had just happened in the room.

"It took some time for her to realize that you were gone…" Damon said coldly then continued his wall staring. Bonnie nodded her head awkwardly. "Yeah…then I'll go and…talk to her." She said as she fled out of the room, not looking back while unintentionally slamming the door.

Damon closed his eyes and bent his head down in disappointment. "Idiot." He said as he repeatedly banged his head onto the wall and said the same word over and over again. "Idiot. Idiot. Idiot."

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