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I woke up in my dorm room at Whitmore College. The scene in the elevator with Damon took a lot out of me. I've never felt so exhausted in my life.

I turned my head to the left and made eye contact with Caroline. "How long have you been awake?" I asked. She shrugged; "Long enough," she looked at me with the most defeated expression. I rolled my eyes and scoffed, "what now?" I asked her. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Caroline licked her lips and sighed, "Bonnie I wanna talk to you. I want you to talk to me." Her eyes showed desperation and concern, but I wasn't having it.

"It's too early for this shit Caroline," I started as I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. "Besides there's nothing to talk about."

"Of course there's something to talk about," she pressed. "You're just shutting me out. You're shutting everybody out." I rolled my eyes in despite of her mere ignorance. I started to brush my teeth and Caroline continued, "What happened between you and Damon after you left?" My tooth brush froze in mid brush and I spit out all of the content in my mouth and rinsed. I splashed some water onto my face and shrugged, "Nothing."

"Well it didn't seem like nothing to me. Damon came back into Ric's apartment and he seemed pissed. When we asked about you he just mumbled something and left." I walked around while taking in what Caroline had just said. "Whatever," I replied. "It doesn't matter." In spite of our dispute I noticed something that was out of place.

"Hey where's Elena?" I asked.

Caroline sighed, "With Damon." I scoffed. Of course she was with him. "Of course she is. Like the selfish little bitch she is." Caroline gasped I astonishment. "What?" I inquired. "It's true. I just got back from the dead and instead of staying the night with me, "her best friend" she's with Damon."

Caroline looked at me with her eyes wide. I sighed, "Do you have any clothes that I can borrow? I need to shower." She nodded and rushed to her drawer and pulled out a mahogany colored sweater with skin tight jeans and black leg warmers. I took them out of her grasp and gave her a strained smile. "Thanks."
She smiled back. "No problem." She began to turn away but continued on, "oh you know that the Mystic Falls magic free border is gone." I gave her a confused look. "How?" Caroline bit her lip and replied, "Kai sucked up all the magic. But don't worry, Jo has him all drugged up so he's harmless now."

I nodded. "Hm. But wait, who the hell is Jo?"

"Oh, she's his twin sister. Jo is planning on merging with him eventually but she has to get her magic together." I made a noise from the back of my throat. "Good to know that I'm not the resident witch anymore. There's another witch that can save the day and die saving the lives of people who really don't give a shit about her."

Caroline stood there stunned as I gave her a fake smile and headed to the bathroom.

Caroline's POV:
I walked out of my dorm completely dumbfounded and puzzled. What was going on with Bonnie? She's not the same person I remembered. She was cold and angry and it caught me off guard. And when did she start to curse so much? I strutted down the halls of Whitmore College and pulled out my phone and started to dial a familiar number.

"Hello?" the male voice answered.

"Damon where are you?" I questioned.

"Home, why?"

"I'm coming over." Before he could argue with me I hung up the phone and walked through the doors of Whitmore and to my car. I was going to find out what was wrong with my best friend. And who better to ask then the guy who was with her over the last couple of months?

I pulled up to the boardinghouse and didn't bother to knock. I waltzed in and I was already met with hard blue eyes.

"Hello Barbie. What brings you to my neck of the woods?" Damon asked as her poured a cup of bourbon. Jesus, this man could drink!

"Damon, its 10 o'clock in the morning."

"And?" he questioned.

"You're drinking!" I walked up to him and snatched the bottle of bourbon out of his reach. "And besides, I need to talk to you about something and I'd rather you be sober." He gave me a hard look as he chucked up his eyebrows. "If this is about Stefan I'd rather not be sober."

I rolled my eyes and clucked my tongue. "This isn't about Stefan, Damon," I said with a hard voice. "It's about Bonnie." His face immediately softened and he pouted his lips. "What about her?"

"Well," I turned around and walked to his sofa while motioning him over. "Something's different about her. She's not the same person she was a couple of months ago."

"Well, I'll state the obvious," he cleared his throat, "she died, Caroline. For the second time. And I don't know about you, but if I died again I'd be pretty bummed too." I gave him a hard look. "Well you died with her. And you're not different."

He sighed and got off of the sofa and swayed his hips into the kitchen. "She's hurt, Caroline. Are you really that simple minded that you couldn't have figured that out on your own?"

I sucked in a breath, wordlessly caught off guard by what Damon had said. "I-I know she's u-upset," I stammered.

"Yeah, so why are here? Why aren't you with her?" he questioned, and didn't try to hide the annoyance that struck his voice.

"Because she won't talk to me! She's shutting me out and I don't know what to do about it." I sighed and followed Damon to his current stand point. "I came here because you're the one who spent months with her alone and unfortunately you're the only one that can understand her right now." I started at Damon with a determined look in my eyes and didn't back down. He had to be of help. I closed my eyes and reopened them. "Just give me some insight. Please. I don't want to lose her," I pleaded.

After a good minute Damon sighed and gave in. "Fine I'll talk to her. Maybe knock some sense into her." I breathed out in a sigh of relief. Not exactly what I was hoping for, but I'll take it.

"Thank you Damon." He nodded in gratitude and I silently left the boarding house and climbed into my car. Damon is going to help out with Bonnie, and hopefully everything will get better. I gave myself a mini pep talk as I drove off.

Bonnie's POV:
"Bonnie?" I froze in the shower as I head the loud booming voice that was Damon Salvatore. "Fuck," I mumbled under my breath. What was he doing here?

"I'm in the shower," I replied back. Fucking worst scenario.

"Oooh," Damon chimed. I swear I could hear the smirk in his voice. "Mind if I join?" A small smile managed to whisper across my lips as I turned the shower head off. "No you perv. I'll be out soon." I dried myself vigorously and moisturized. Caroline's clothes managed to fit me well and I combed my curls out and blow dried my hair. I stepped out of the bathroom bare faced and saw Damon casually lying down on my bed. His arms were behind his head and his ankles were crossed. This man was seriously bold.

I cleared my throat. Damon made eye contact with me and I raised my eyebrows at him. "What do you want, Damon?" He scooted over on my bed and pat down on an empty space next to him. "Come here," he said in a light voice. I rolled my eyes. "No," I spat. "I don't want to be next to you."

"If you don't bring your ass here right now, I'll make you." Who the hell did he think he was?

"Damon I-," "No Bonnie," he interrupted. "Don't test me. Come. Here." His eyes were oddly playful and demanding at the same time. God I wish I had my magic. I would just throw his ass out of here of give him an aneurysm until he finally obliged. But nope, I was powerless. And as much as I wanted to be stubborn and argue with him, I decided to keep my mouth shut. I crossed my arms and stomped my way to my occupied bed with the blue eyed vampire.

I sat down hard on my ass and sighed. "Okay. So what do you want?" Damon smiled lazily and said two words: "Lie down." I sucked my teeth and obeyed. He turned to his side to face me with his elbow propped up on the pillow. I laid on my back and refused to make eye contact with him. I didn't speak and neither did he. What the hell was this?! I felt his stare burning through my skin. I all of a sudden felt hot, and not in a good way.

My skin was burning and my heart was pounding. I finally broke the silence with my squeaky voice. "What the hell, Damon? Is this the staring game?"

He chuckled, "Oh Bonnie, I missed you." My cheeks reddened by his confession. That was the last thing I expected him to say. I cleared my throat, "obviously you didn't miss me so much when you didn't find a way to bring me back."

I began to get out of bed until a cold hand stopped my actions. I turned my head to see Damon's cold eyes and hard stare. It was amazing how he could switch his emotions so quick.

I tried to pull out of his grasp to no avail. "Get the fuck off of me Damon," I said through gritted teeth. His grip tightened on my wrist that it started to hurt. Damon threw his hands up in exasperation and finally let me go. I began to get out of bed but Damon vamp sped in front of me. I knew if I were to speak I would stutter and my voice would get caught in my throat, so instead I kept quiet and took him in. He was wearing all black (of course) with is infamous leather jacket and gray suede boots. Hm. The boots were a nice touch.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" His voice made me jump a little because I was surprised by the level of intensity behind it. I met his eyes and all I saw was fire. Shit, I was ready for an argument. If he wanted some, he could get some.

I scoffed, "how many times are you going to ask that question? It isn't rocket science to figure out what's wrong with me." There wasn't any type of leeway against Damon's broad body, so I knew there wasn't any point in trying to get away from him. So I simply stayed put and crossed my arms over my chest. I kept eye contact with him refusing to back down.

He bit his lower lip in discouragement and tensed his jaw. I could tell that he was pissed. "Bonnie, I tried to get you back! I did everything in my power to try and get you home." I laughed. Was he fucking kidding me? "Damon obviously you didn't do shit, seeing that I came home on my own. What about after the first screwed up attempt to get me home? What happened after that? Damon stood still and didn't answer. I nodded my head in annoyance. "Exactly," I said.

"Well you're here now, so can we just get past this? I hate when you're mad at me." He almost sounded as if he was pleading. Was he really that desperate for my forgiveness?

"You know, I really don't give a shit about how you feel. I don't want to speak to you and I don't want to forgive you."

"Bonnie, why you holding grudges?" I gave him a tense look. "Says the hundred seventy year old vampire who held a grudge over his brother for decades." He put his hands on his hips, "well you got me there. Regardless of that I'm not going to leave you alone. I'm gonna stay on your ass until you forgive me and I don't care about what anybody says."

I rolled my eyes. "What about Elena? Won't she get mad that your head isn't up her ass as much?"

"Low blow."

I shrugged. "Well won't she?"

"If she does, she's just have to deal with it. You're going to be my number one priority now, and there's nothing you can do about it."

A/N: So what did you guys think? I wanted to different POV's throughout the story so tell me your opinion on my Caroline POV. Did you guys like it? And what about Damon's proposal to Bonnie? Do you think he'll stick with it? Tell me your thoughts! REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW AND THANKS FOR READING!