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Rushing upstairs to her room, Bonnie was more than desperate to get her hands on her grimoire. She pushes the door open and she screams immediately, shoving her hands against her once innocent eyes. The next biggest surprise of the day lay on top of her bed wearing nothing but his birthday suit. All the while, Bonnie thinks, of course he had to go the extra mile. She forcibly drops her hands from her face to show some confidence and control, and walks across the room to her study, ignoring the heated look of her ex-boyfriend. As she passed by her closet, she took the bathrobe she was never going to use again and flung it on top of his nude lower half. "Jeremy, I don't even want to know. Just leave."
To be fair to the younger Gilbert, he had sneaked inside her house to corner Bonnie to talk. Hopefully get her back. He had to admit that he was more anxious as of late because he noticed that the resident badass vampire kept on giving his ex 'the looks'. Damon was explicitly using child's play to get the girl. Tease her because you like her style. Tsk. He tried to point it out and warn Bonnie about it, but she shrugged him off. Elena did the same thing. Though he knew it was one of the reasons why Bonnie broke up with him –because she will never fail to see him as their 'baby brother', Jeremy knew he was right this time. Just because Damon wasn't swearing his eternal love to Bonnie like he had been doing to Elena these past few months, it didn't mean that the vampire didn't care about her. His different approach to Bonnie was, if anything, alarming. That's why Jeremy knew he had to move it or he would lose Bonnie forever.
Jeremy had no intent to strip down and do the sexy dance at all, but when he saw her getting out of her car and saw Damon (why didn't he notice the particular presence was a mystery), something inside him just flipped. He suddenly realized he didn't care. He didn't care that Bonnie didn't want him anymore –he was done understanding her and giving her the upper hand. So he did the next best thing –show her that he had been working out at the gym more than he was supposed to have been doing his homework and flex his biceps. How can she let him go if she knew just how hard he exercised for his body? Just for her? It was his way of showing that even in this way –he wanted to be stronger, to be the one to do the protecting for once. He was willing to give her everything. It was a symbolical gesture of sorts, his raging hard-on included. That, and his hard body was too tough to resist. He sighs the same Stefan Salvatore sigh and pushes the flimsy robe away to expose his admirable physique. "Bonnie… what you're looking for is right here… You don't even have to look far…"
Bonnie wants to gag, but she's too busy trying to find her grimoire. Jeremy was obviously using his 'seduce Bonnie' voice. She had called that out on him when they were still together, but instead of giving in to his whims, she had always ended up laughing at his face. However could she be seduced by Jeremy the Thumb-sucker? He was Elena's little brother! She didn't know what entity had possessed her to actually consider him as a potential lifetime partner. Well, she had her days too. "Shut up, Jer."
"I can give you everything you need. I have everything you need."
Other than that, Bonnie keeps on remembering Stefan's glassy stare. His deep voice, calling to her, willing her to succumb to his call. Stefan's particular obsession was starting to sink in, and she was starting to like it, just like her insides felt all butterflies and warmth because of Damon's unconscious grinding against her on the porch. So yeah, sexing Elena's brother was the last thing on her mind. In fact, it had never been something on her mind –even when they were together. Jeremy Buck-Tooth Gilbert, Jeremy 'McDreamy…NOT' Gilbert. He'd only started buffing up earlier this year but… that's when the Salvatores came in the picture. The boy-next-door and men-stepped-out-of-a-magazine difference was hard to dismiss. "Don't make me hurt you, Jeremy. At least have the decency to shut up." Where was that fucking grimoire!
"Looking for this?" Jeremy mumbled, and just like that, Bonnie whips her head around and her eyes widen as large as saucers. No wonder she couldn't find it. Bonnie gasped loudly, hearing her grimoire's cry for help from under Jeremy's balls. He grins at her, just like that annoying cat in Alice in Wonderland. "How will you be able to resist touching me now?"
"Oh my god, my grimoire!" Bonnie yelps. "You're... that's so disgusting!"
Jeremy nods and spreads his legs wider. "Make love to me and you'll get your little magic book…"
Somehow, that's enough to give Bonnie enough courage to send a telekinetic flying kick on Jeremy's whole being. He topples over her bed like a long-limbed yeti, and Bonnie is quick enough to shut her eyes –not wanting to see a very nude Jeremy on awkward angles. She sends the grimoire back to her hands, immediately regretting it, knowing that it has been sort-of tarnished by Jeremy's genitals. She empties her bag of its school-related things and replaces it with her grimoire. Muttering a cleansing spell for her book of magic, she only wishes that she could do the same thing for her eyes and mind.
The former stoner is quick to recover from the sudden rejection. Jeremy emerges from the other side of the bed and reaches out his hand, as if asking for help, another chance. "I love you, Bonnie," he whispers. When Bonnie doesn't take his hand, that damned olive branch, he proceeds to crawl towards where she stood. "I haven't been able to move on after you broke up with me. Are you seeing someone else now? Have you replaced me with Damo–"
Damon. The thought of Damon freezes her on the spot. Somehow, Bonnie's mind was working double time. It was having a hard time processing everything. From Stefan's kiss, Damon's non-discrete grinding and Elena's younger brother's attempt of sleeping with her –can you blame a girl for blacking out for a minute? Despite the combination of the three, it was Damon's eyes that kept on flashing on her eyes. Somehow, his gaze held a different shimmer from Stefan and Jeremy's. She sucked in a sharp breath when fingertips smoothed over her bare leg.
"Oh Bonnie," Jeremy moans. "I'll be so good to you…" He is about to lick her ankle when he gets kicked in the face. "Ouch…"
"You should be thankful you're wearing your ring, Jeremy!" she warned, having gathered enough strength to stop her body from doing the inevitable. As Jeremy rubs the bump on his forehead, but not so much his bruised pride, Bonnie treads across the room with fire in her eyes. "I'm leaving!" She never thought the day would come that she would be so desperate to get away from beings that had extra appendages between their thighs.
"I'm coming with you!" Jeremy offers, standing in full height, his erection twitching in anticipation.
"NO!" Bonnie exclaimed, closing her eyes. "STAY!" she ordered with a hint of magical authority.
Jeremy sighs, and without his knowledge, the freezing spell settles itself on his whole person, lasting longer than it did Stefan. But, of course, the boy-man mistakes it for obedience to his better half. "Will you be back, my princess? My sexy witch?"
Well, to give Jeremy a little bit of consolation, he had always been a whipped type of guy. Bonnie does the most sincere thing she could think of without hurting his feelings more than she had ever since she broke up with him. She lies. "Yes. I'll be back to make love to you later." But she couldn't help the intense glare she sent his way. "Now stay here or else!"
Jeremy nods, but when she's halfway out the door, he screams in agony, unable to move a muscle but the one inside his mouth. "BOOOONIIIEEEE, DON'T LEAVE MEEEEE AGAIN!"
Bonnie shivers as Jeremy is finally out of her line of sight and behind her for good. She doesn't even feel guilty for leaving him there –and she doesn't want to imagine the things he would do to her room while she was away. Jeremy was a good guy, but on other days, he was whiny and needy and all those irritating qualities were amplified today. Anyway, she thinks. She should stop worrying about that now. Focus on finding out what happened, she cheers herself. Is she destined to be an old maid forever? She couldn't help but wonder.
As she makes her way back to her car, she takes her grimoire from her bag, eager to find anything related to her circumstance. Who the hell did this to her anyway? The only time that she even did anything related to magic was last night, but she didn't even do the magic herself! If anything, she just gave a piece of advice and…
"Bonnie?"
Bonnie's heart speeds up like she was in a horror movie as she hears the familiar voice –the one that she hears every weekdays during history class. Grimacing, she tries to run away and pretend she doesn't hear anything but he is quick as his reflexes by trapping arm on a steel grip. A faint reminder when handling these situations: make them think that you are giving in! So she fakes a smile and gives him her attention. "Alaric…"
AN: RnR, hunnies. ;)
