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Author's note- okay I'm telling this through different points of views Stefan, Bonnie, and Damon each will hold a specific memory that struck them the most and then as I continue I'll revel exactly what happened throughout the story ….

Chapter- never, speak of that night….

Damon Pov

Damon swings his hips from side to side glass in hand and a huge smile dancing across his face, and with the other hand he twirled the beautifully drunken girl around laughing together; singing in unison and definitely off key.

Cobra starship-Hot Mess

"You were a problem child

Been grounded your whole life

So now you run wild

Playin' with them good girls no that ain't your style

You think you're shit

Oh, I love it

I love it

Yeah, yeah

Stumblin' but yeah you still lookin hella fine

Keep doin' what you doin' I'ma make you mine

Well you're a hot mess

And I'm fallin' for you

And I'm like

Hot Damn!

Lemme make you my boo

Cuz' you can shake it, shake it, shake it

Yeah you know what to do, you're a hot mass

I'm lovin' it hell yes!"

Damon watched as she twirled in circles jumping up and down on the couch in her tight fitted skinny jeans, watching her curly hair fall wildly over and down her face she's this strikingly beautiful lively angel and he was mesmerized.

"You . . . are totally hot!" Bonnie smiled and grinned at the sexy vampire bobbing to the music.

"I know right, its ridiculous how hot!" Damon said in his most arrogant sarcastic tone, smiling cocky, joining her on the sofa pulling her close ;she smells of fire and honey.

"It's too bad, we hate each other ,because I would be all over you" Bonnie sailed her finger down his cheek wiping it away quickly. "Who wouldn't be, am totally irresistible" Damon jarred his eyebrows jumping off the sofa holding her hand.

"Cocky much?" Bonnie playfully smiled amused at the size of his ego. "Always" Damon gyrated his hips pumping in her direction.

"Enough talking, let's just Dance" Bonnie said smiling happily at the obliging Damon.

"You got me hypnotized..." Damon sang finishing his drink throwing the glass behind him, spinning the young witch.

Damon removed the sunglasses from his face staring up at her room window, shrugging off the memory but he couldn't help but think about why, this particular memory came to him. He didn't like the feeling this memory gave him, he had enjoyed her; getting out of the car Damon knew this was a stupid move but he just couldn't helpful himself from messing with the young witches head.

Bonnie stood in front of the mirror looking over her delicate figure, she trailed a finger over and across the puncture marks in her torso and neck, aligning her head sideways in the mirror to see the bite marks on her hip bones, she wasn't exactly sure if she minded that she had them.

"Bonnie!" Damon peered through the window looking for a sign of the feisty witch.

Bonnie groaned, making her way down the stairs quickly opening the door to Damon who was obnoxiously ringing the door bell.

"You, push that bell one more time; Imma break your fingers" Bonnie had this feistiness that Damon relished in. "I have something of yours" Damon pulled out her underwear smiling, Bonnie tired to snatch them, but Damon yanked them back.

"Give them to me now" She says very aggressively.

"I think . . . you should ask politely" he teased.

"And I think, you should stop being a pervert and give me my underwear"

Damon clutched his chest in a hurt manner. "Pervert, that's a bit mean don't you think"

"No not really!, but calling you a heartless murdering psycho, that would be mean" her quick wit throw Damon, for a moment because everything she just said was true and exactly how she saw him.

Damon blinks wildly like he's reflecting on all the things he's been called through the centuries "Pfft…I've been called worse". Bonnie gets this strange feeling that he's at her doorstep, for reason beyond dropping off her panties. "Not that I care, but what do you want?"

"I think we should talk ,about what happened..."

"Nope, that would be a bad idea" Bonnie shakes her head, no absolutely against this conversation.

"And why not little witch, afraid you might have enjoyed yourself to much?" He taunted.

Bonnie frowns at the thought. "No, the thought of touching you repulses me"

"Funny, my spidy senses tell me you're lying" Damon attached his famous smirk to those gorgeous lips and that stunning cheek bone.

"Believe!, what you want, but I will never speak of that night with you" Bonnie slammed the door in Damon's face. "You forgot your panties!"

"Keep them!" Bonnie said leaning against the door; because what if he was right and she loved every minute of what went down, because in her memory of Stefan, she wasn't bothered or resist at all.

"Don't think, for one second that's we've finished"

Damon liked the heat he felt pumping off her in spades, he felt that she was bothered and flustered during their confrontation, it was as if he could feel what she was feeling and it was full of danger and longing but for what; he wasn't exactly sure and it fascinated him even more about what had gone on between them. why it was so easy for him to feel this connection to her, but most importantly could she feel him too.

Bonnie runs into Stefan, at the mystic grill its awkward and uncomfortable but they have to talk about that faithful night; the two most controlled people lost themselves to temptation. So Bonnie approaches the brooding vampire for herself and for the best friend she loves like a sister.

"Stefan!" Bonnie looked at Stefan, who couldn't bring his attention to hers, but it wasn't out of guilt, Stefan couldn't explain it but if he were alive his heart would be racing being this close to her, he felt his senses more alert than ever before she filled the air with her fragrance of fire and honey.

"Stefan! You alright?" Bonnie asked concerned. "Yeah . . ." is all Stefan can muster for the moment.

"Good, because we have to talk about what happened and Elena" Bonnie and Stefan gradually sit across from each other. Stefan has this timid look of guilt and intrigue on his face.

Breaking the awkward is silence is Caroline, because Bonnie and Stefan hadn't spoken a word they only stared aimless at each other; every so often opening their mouths trying figure to out where to start.

"You two look guilty as sin, are you two hiding a secret?" Caroline asked quizzical. "

No!, why would you, think such a thing" Stefan asked with a nervous motion of his body.

"Well, no offense Stefan, but your forehead is scrunched tighter than usual" Caroline shrugs nonchalant. "I couldn't agree more, his forehead does look a little constipated" Damon responded as he strolled over towards them smirking.

Bonnie, brought her Shallow green eyes from Stefan and Caroline to meet Damon's; who glared at her with those hypnotic baby blues like he owned a piece of her, the way the room became silent as they gazed at each other with these taunt smirks playing off their beautiful faces was like a hot and smoldering passion that filled the room and the distance between them.

"I'll talk to you later Caroline, bye Stefan!" Bonnie leaves the table abruptly followed closely by Damon. "What am, I invisible"

"I just don't . . . feel like being bothered by you"

"To bad for you, because all wanna do is bother you, it's the strangest thing" Bonnie can't help the laugh that escapes her lips shaking her head exasperated.

"Okay talk!"

"I remembered something about us" Damon walks towards Bonnie ,who's slowly retreating with every step he takes towards.

"Oh, really…what was it, what happened?" Bonnie thought about the bite marks on her torso and hip bones.

"We huh… No! I shouldn't tell you ,since I repulse you" Damon encloses her in between his arms leaning into her, nuzzling her neck smelling that fire and honey once more.

"No! . . .Tell me, what you remembered" Bonnie finds that she grazing his smooth skin with hers, feeling his chilled breath on her neck flushed a little.

Damon leans back. "Well…" Bonnie as this want in her eyes, that throws Damon off of his plan to mess with her mind some more.

aligning his body with hers, he feels this intensity take hold of every sensible instinct in his sinewy body, as he lays this monster of kiss a on her crooked mouth, its rough yet soft, forceful with a gentle hesitation her tongue is like sweet watermelon dancing angrily with his, a magnetic danger his hand placed at her breast cupping it firmly; frustration and desire all rolled into this one kiss and one touch, pulling back Bonnie and Damon look at each other for the first time.

Bonnie doesn't like this so slaps Damon. "Don't ever do that, again" Bonnie sighs heavily her body feels over heated, her moist panties lets her that she enjoyed his lips and his delicate yet firm touch. Damon holds his cheek watching her make a quick escape.

Stefan opens the door for his brunette beauty, Elena had explained her absence from dinner, she had unforeseen drama to deal with at home.

"So! how was dinner, did you'll miss me?"

"I barely noticed you weren't here, how about you Stefan?" Damon says nonchalant shrugging. "Did you miss Elena?" Damon raised his brow smirking devilish the taunted in his words were full of glee.

Stefan took Elena by the hand caressing it. "Could you ,give us a minute" Elena looks over the brothers. she knew that something was up but she couldn't put her finger on it, but she leaves the room anyway.

"What are you up too Damon, you act like last night was something normal"

"Why ,are you so nervous Stefan?"

"Two reason's, I love Elena, and Bonnie is her best friend"

"It's not like were strangers, to sharing the same woman, but in the same night at the same time…that's new territory even for us" Damon's voice was full of glee as he talked to Stefan.

"Where are you, going with this Damon?" Stefan's voice fringes with worry; especially with Elena in the next room.

"I wonder how Elena, would feel if she knew that you slept with her best friend" Damon questions sarcastically cocking his brows delighted at Stefan's angered features.

"You wouldn't risk telling Elena!" Stefan furrows his brow, at Damon who puts his finger to his nose pointing at Stefan, with the other hand. "What makes you so sure of that? Stef, this could finally be my chance to get your girl" Damon smirked slapping Stefan's shoulder.

"Hey, Elena! wanna hear a secret" he sarcastically calls to Elena.

"Damon!" Stefan feels like going ape shit on Damon.

Stefan looks exasperated at Damon, but the loop earring on the floor catches his attention reaching for it Stefan closes his eyes flashing on images of Bonnie, elena walks back into the pallor heading straight for Stefan.

"That's Bonnie's, why do you have it?"

Stefan and Damon look at eachother momentarily.

"Tell her Stef, why do you have, the witches earring" Damon smirked mockingly amused.