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Oh! By the way, Elena is somehow allowed to go to school… She won't be recognized, all her friends have graduated and everyone has forgotten about her.
"Deal," She said, as she held out her pinky. Damon almost smiled at her harmless promise tactics. His baby bird was really his baby bird sometimes. Even though he was still quite angry at her for the other night, he was trying to push that aside so they could hopefully work through everything Damon wanted so that he could get it.
Damon felt a sense of determination and deviousness rush through him when they finished shaking pinkies. While Bonnie felt a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach, a premonition; something told her this wasn't going to end well. Though, she didn't need a physic premonition to tell her that.
After they had made their deal, Damon left, telling her he'd pick her up for school the next morning. Bonnie had just nodded robotically and let him exit through her window. It was now morning and Bonnie was waiting for Damon, her stomach churning nervously. Bonnie had never had someone take her to school besides Elena or Meredith. What would Damon try with her? Bonnie knew whatever he wanted; it would probably involve her double–loved best friend.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the long awaited horn of the car. Bonnie looked down at her watch and noticed that he was particular early. Bonnie had gotten up at six, unable to sleep, expecting Damon to pick her up at around quarter past eight, because school started at nine. How did he know she was up? Then again, how did Damon know anything?
Bonnie walked casually out of the house, her parents had both left for work, and her sister to check up on something at the hospital. Bonnie cautiously opened the door of Damon's Ferrari, not wanting to ruin its sleek beauty. Bonnie had never been a car person, but she could tell this one was crazily expensive and majorly wanted by people around the world; Damon Salvatore had to have the best of course.
"You're up early," Damon commented, keeping is eyes on the road as he rolled the car to a graceful start on the traffic-lacking road. "Couldn't sleep," she mumbled. Damon smirked knowing her lack of sleep was his doing. "You're also up early," Bonnie decided to counter. Damon shrugged, "I've never been one for sleeping in." Wow, something new has been learnt on blackmail day, number one, Bonnie thought bitterly. It was a comfortable sort of silence that was being emitted as they drove to the school. There was nothing to say and that was all right with both of them.
Bonnie somehow knew that even with this little blemish- blackmail scheme- on their relationship, they had been through so much together it wasn't possible for an awkward silence to suddenly jump it. It would be weird since they had never been awkward around each other before.
When the car pulled up out side the school, Bonnie half questioned the point of his gesture. She would've been fine getting a ride from Meredith or walking. Bonnie sat there for a couple of seconds before facing Damon. He was staring at the road in front of them with a concentrated expression on his face. Bonnie didn't know if she should interrupt his thoughts, so she picked her bag up from the car floor and opened the door before speaking softly. "Uhh… thanks for the ride."
Damon didn't show any sign of movement, and Bonnie shrugged to herself and got out of the car. When she neared the entrance of the school gates she felt a hand tightened around her waist, and a body pressed up against her side. She was about to turn and protest to who ever thought it was appropriate to touch her that way, when she heard Damon's cool, calm voice as he turned her to face him. "You ready?" He asked her with a small smile. The smile almost made her melt. "Ready?" She questioned. Damon shook his head at her, choosing not to tell her and to let her pick it up.
Bonnie suddenly noticed their closeness as Damon still had his hand around her waist. Damon leaned his head on hers and he stared down at her, appreciative for her shortness. Damon had sensed Elena's presence in the car. It was time to initiate his plan. "You'll see," he spoke, releasing his hold on her. Bonnie didn't move; she couldn't move. Their closeness has affected her. She tried to calm her breathing and the dizziness that had gladly accompanied her dazed state. "Breathe in, breathe out." Damon spoke softly with a smirk, as he turned her around to face the school gate.
Bonnie was still as she tried concentrate on his words rather then his smirk. Breath in. Breathe out. Bonnie then felt herself again, and wandered what exactly he was up to. He then grabbed her hand gently, and pulled her closer to him, so that they were almost touching.
Damon then started speaking. "Just walk Bonnie, pretend this is normal, and relax. It's all part of the plan," Bonnie was about to ask what plan he was speaking of, when he walked, forcing her to walk with him.
Bonnie was afraid that they're position looked stupid and awkward, but with Damon's grace and skillful acting, she knew they looked like they fit perfectly together.
They neared where Elena and Meredith were talking, and Bonnie's eyes widened as she started to squirm a little. "Damon, they'll see us, let go," She almost hissed. His hand was like a steel vice around her; restricting larger movements. Damon just chuckled lightly, "that's sort of the plan, red," He told her lightly. "Red?" She asked, wondering if that was his attempt at a humorous nickname. Damon didn't reply to her, he just kept walking.
"Will you relax, you look like you're being tortured," Damon whispered sternly. Bonnie didn't make any remark back at him, though she felt a strong need to. She tried to take deep breaths and tone down her anxiety. "Say hi Bonnie, they are your friends," Damon coached as they were almost there. Bonnie almost gulped, but held it in. "Hey, guys," Bonnie spoke without stuttering as Damon and her came to a halt.
Their reactions were both completely different but had to same effect of dread on Bonnie. Meredith's eyes lingered on Bonnie's face with a intense stare, her dark eyes boring holes of insecurity into Bonnie's cover. Elena stared at their intertwined fingers with wide eyes for three quarters of a second. Then her eyes narrowed as she stared at Damon and her. Damon was staring down at Bonnie with a small smile, as he let go of her hand and brought his arm around her waist, pulling her closer.
Elena then flipped her hair back with a tiny movement of her neck and her expression became neutral. No one really knew what to say. "What's going on?" Elena finally asked; she had always been the forward one. Instead of feeling embarrassed Bonnie felt ashamed. Nothing had changed. She had still done that terrible thing with Stefan. Bonnie wondered if Stefan had though about what they did. She hadn't seen him since it had happened; he hasn't been at school.
Bonnie wanted to ask where he was, but she felt like she couldn't even say his name in front of Elena. Elena's eyebrow was raised and Bonnie realized she was waiting for an answer. Bonnie looked at Damon who was looking at her curiously. That meant he wanted her to answer. "Well… Damon and I… Damon and I are trying out… having a…we're, sort of… together," Bonnie managed to get out. Meredith was looking at her with a questioning glance. Meredith knew about the fight Bonnie and Damon had had before hand, she felt a little confused as to why they were now going out.
"Right," Elena replied staring straight ahead. You could tell she was annoyed and not exactly a happy camper.
Ask her if she's okay, Damon mentally said to Bonnie. "Are you alright Elena? I wouldn't want to upset you."
Elena stared at Bonnie for a moment, choosing her words before she spoke. "No, no. I'm fine," She said a smile growing onto her lips. Bonnie could tell it was fake, and so could Damon and Meredith "Elena, I'm sorry," Bonnie said, putting a hidden meaning behind what she said. "I'm fine Bonnie… it's just- just, nothing." Damon saw his time to swoop in.
"Well then, she's fine. I'll pick you up after school, and maybe we can head out together?" Bonnie was released from his grip as she turned to nod at him. "Yeah, that sounds good." Damon smiled at her, his eyes glowing with adoration and Bonnie felt her heart flutter. "Well then," He said before turning to nod in the direction of Elena and Meredith. He then turned back to Bonnie and swiftly brushed his lips against hers. Bonnie's mouth hung open, and Damon noticed her shock and frozen form so he gently cupped her face in his hands and closed her jaw with a upper tilting his hands and another kiss. "Don't act so surprised," he whispered in her ear, quiet enough so that no one else beside Bonnie could hear him.
Bonnie nodded and wound her arms around his waist as Damon kissed her one last time on the top of her head. Bonnie's head was spinning and for a spilt second she thought that this wasn't so bad. Then reality kicked in and she realized that he had said some terrible things to her that night they were fighting and he was blackmailing her to get her best friend. He was so arrogant! He thought that he could just charm her anger away- well he should know that it's perfectly intact. Anger somewhat flared up inside her, creating a tiny fire that wouldn't have been noticed if you weren't looking for it. So Damon, Meredith and Elena didn't suspect a thing.
Damon pulled away from her, and Bonnie gave him a fake smile and a wave of her hand as he walked out of the gates without looking back. At that point, Bonnie crossed her arms across her chest and had no doubt that Damon was lurking around near, despite his exit. He wouldn't miss the confrontation about their relationship. And he especially wouldn't miss the real way Elena felt.
Elena's eyes were narrowed in on Bonnie and Meredith just looked sort of… disappointed.
To tell you the truth, Meredith felt betrayed. Her best friend was dating a vampire; a creature of the night that had conflicted so much tragedy on her family. She felt cheated that her best friend would be able to forget about Meredith's feelings and not even talk to her about it. Meredith knew it wasn't her relationship, but Bonnie was her best friend and they stuck together. Meredith had told Bonnie before she started to go out with Alaric. Doesn't she deserve the same?
Elena's feelings were a big mess of mixed, mostly negative emotions. She didn't know how or why this could be possible and she had no idea what to say to her best friend. Elena was used to having a number of guys wanting her at once, but what she was really used to, was having Stefan and Damon fawning over her, even if she did choose Stefan.
"So, you're going out with Damon," Elena managed. Bonnie stared at her for a moment and shrugged. "Yeah, I guess so…."
"But… he was… how did this even happen?" Elena said, her voice becoming stronger, she was gaining back her confidence and felt she was able to show some of her true feelings. Bonnie scrunched her hands into balls. She hoped Damon was happy; he was getting exactly what he wanted. Elena wasn't happy, no matter how much she didn't want to show it.
Bonnie was raking her brain for a reasonable explanation and she almost wished Damon and her had talked about their relationship so she could be able to answer her question.
"It came out of nowhere really. He just came over one morning and we got to talking about everything and he sort of said he liked me and I sort of said it back and here we are," she purged hesitantly. "That quick, huh?" Meredith said, her tone coated with a bitter edge. Bonnie took a breath out as she was kind of glad her friend was speaking to her, though she knew she'd have to convince this lie to her- which made her feel extremely bad. But Bonnie knew she had to swallow her guilt. She wasn't in control of this situation.
"Yeah," Bonnie replied. Elena was just eyeing her. She could tell Elena and Meredith both had more to say about her sudden relationship- epically Elena, but Bonnie didn't give them the chance. The bell went at that instant and Bonnie gave a shy wave and walked to her English class, which she shared with no one. In the past she had been unhappy about this, but she was glad about it now.
The class had passed swiftly, without any fuss, and she hadn't been thinking about her guilt towards Elena, instead she couldn't stop thinking about Damon and the deal, which she was almost glad for. Bonnie had thought about the fact that when she was around Damon it was hard to stay mad at him. She felt his charm weighing heavier then a kilogram weight pressing against her back. It stopped her from thinking about anything else, which was probably exactly his intention.
Bonnie knew she had to be more cautious around him. She had to keep her thoughts intact and her sense of right and wrong right next to her, or she'd end up doing another thing she'd regret. Bonnie knew exactly how she felt towards Damon. She felt anger and confusion and helplessness and… attraction. All of which she can't help but feel and unfortunately the attraction comes without choosing. It weighs out every other emotion. It clogs her thoughts, feelings and actions and she needs to control it.
Right now all her emotions were intact and she could think and breathe clearly. But Bonnie had no doubt that when she was with him this afternoon she'd loose all traces of her hatred; all negative thoughts swaying in the back of her mind, waiting for a way of exit. Everything was so messed up.
Her next class was Art and she was with Meredith. Bonnie knew that it wasn't going to be pleasant and instantly wished for better acting and lying skills. Again, it would've been helpful for Damon and her to come up with a story. But who was she kidding herself? What would a rehearsed plan do to help Bonnie's terrible acting skills?
Bonnie walked in to take her seat in the middle row next to the window. Bonnie tried to look like she was going through her notes so Meredith would possibly say less when she entered the room. After a few dreading moments, the chair scrapped from next to her and she knew Meredith was sitting next to her, unpacking her things. Neither of them said anything throughout the whole lesson. Bonnie really didn't want to start anything and she knew Meredith wouldn't. But Bonnie also knew that Meredith had suspicions and she needed to crush them.
"Hey," Bonnie finally said quietly. "Hey." Bonnie didn't really know where to go from there. "I know… this must seem… weird. And I know you're angry. I'm sorry, but I can't help my feelings," Bonnie said, hoping she sounded real. But either way, Meredith should expect her to sound nervous about talking to her- so her bad acting skills hopefully were covered.
Meredith just shrugged, "You can do what you want Bonnie, I'm not exactly mad… just, just confused. You told me you and him had a fight, you said you weren't talking to him and now… relationship. I'm not angry Bonnie."
"You're not?" She said, her tone hopeful. "No Bonnie, I'm not, I can't hate you for something like this." Bonnie smiled at her friend, hoping it looked real, because it didn't feel real at all. Her stomach was in knots and she was feeling guilt thunder down on her very soul. "I know it's a shock. But he came over and he apologized and I apologized as well and we got talking and yeah, it happened. It was sort of a shock for me too," Bonnie told her friend. "Damon apologizing first? That doesn't sound like him," Meredith replied skeptically.
Bonnie tried not to look caught out. "Well, when he came I was sort of a mess and really upset and I sort of got it out of him." Meredith didn't look fully convinced but Bonnie knew that was all she would be able to do. "Alright, Bonnie. Anyway, I'm not the one you should be talking to. I don't know about you, but I thought Elena was going to explode," Meredith told her. Bonnie just shrugged, "I'll talk to her eventually." Bonnie felt guiltier then she had already been feeling. She had sex with Stefan and now she's taking Damon away from her…. What kind of friend was she? Not a good one, that's what.
The lesson continued without any other words from Meredith or Bonnie. As the day past on Bonnie found all she could thin about was her guilt. She has hurt so many people and she was bound into so many messes she didn't know which to try and solve first. All she knew was that she couldn't tell Elena about her and Stefan and that meant she couldn't stop Damon from getting everything he wanted with her help.
The day passed on, and Bonnie had actually tried to look around for Stefan, she honestly hadn't seen him. Was he purposely staying away from school to be away from Elena and Bonnie?
The last class she had had been very intense for her. They had a substitute in maths, and that meant that you would be doing nothing that lesson. That was usually a good thing for bonnie, but she knew she was going to be left with her darned thoughts all lesson and that was not a good idea. So she spent the whole lesson thinking about Damon and his damn deal that made everything ten times worse. Her anger was brewing inside of her, and for each and every moment she thought of Damon it grew stronger.
Bonnie had a lump stuck in her throat and a strong urge not to let the tears of fury unleashed. She would save it for later. Usually when Bonnie was angry or upset, it'd fade away with given time and seem insignificant and stupid later to be thought of as problem in the first place, but not this one.
The school day ended and everything had gone smoothly, with Bonnie spending her lunchtime in the library to avoid her friends, giving them the excuses that she was behind in a worksheet that had been given out. Luckily for her, she had no classes with Elena today.
Anger was still inside Bonnie, but the lump was gone and urge to cry was fading, but her fury was very much still intact and she was scared that she'd burst the next time she spoke to someone.
When she walked out of the school gate, she caught a glance of Meredith and Elena walking out of the school building in a deep conversation and she hoped she wouldn't be noticed. As she exited the gate, she wondered if Damon had really meant what he said about picking her up.
Elena and Meredith were nearing closer to her, so she decided to just start walking home since she couldn't see Damon's car. She began to walk and foot steps were heard from behind her and she began to walk faster not wanting to have to deal with any of her friends at that moment and have to explain why Damon wasn't picking her up like he said he would. She had gotten to around the corner, and the footsteps had faded away from her hearing.
"Bonnie," A familiar voice from behind her called out. Bonnie winced as she turned around slowly to face him. The anger was growing once again and Bonnie felt that if he didn't watch what he said she would burst.
"What?" She asked him, her tone clipped. "I've got my car, did you forget that I was going to pick you up?" He asked slowly, a hint of confusion surrounding his voice. Bonnie shook her head, "sorry, I didn't see your car." Damon just nodded slowly, and walked closer to her and grabbed her hand again. They walked silently down, Bonnie's head facing the pavement trying to hold back saying anything. So Bonnie didn't notice when they stopped next to a dwelling Elena, standing alone.
"Hey, Elena. What're you waiting for?" Bonnie got out politely. "Do any of you have the time?" Elena asked out of nowhere. Bonnie narrowed her eyes at her friend and looked down at her watch. Damon beat her to it, though. "Three twenty-eight." School had ended nearly half an hour ago, why was she still here? "What's going on?" Bonnie asked worriedly. "Stefan isn't hear to pick me up as usual… he's not even here to walk me home with him."
"Maybe he was busy," Bonnie suggested, as she snuck a look at Damon who was in thought. "Yeah, maybe, except for the fact that I haven't seen him in a week, almost…. No call, no nothing." Damon then wrapped his arm around Bonnie waist. "I haven't been home in a while, I wouldn't no… maybe he had to get some air, or a variety in a new hunting ground," Damon said, giving Bonnie a quick side-glance.
"With no call? After everything we've been through and with Shinichi still out for us?" Damon was once again in thought.
This was quite unlike his brother, but after doing what he did with the girl he had his arm around, who knows how he'd act. What he had done in it's own act was already unlike St. Stefan, so who knew what he was capable of. But it was more then likely that he was pondering his guilt and brooding somewhere in a corner; he'd be back.
When no one answered, Elena continued to talk. "You don't think something's happened to him, do you?" Bonnie shook her head. "No, no, Elena. I'm sure he's fine." Damon then saw it as his turn to cheer up his future queen. "I'm sure he's fine… he's been through a lot, my brother can be a little dramatic but he probably has to clear his head a little."
Elena smiled at him, "Well, I guess I'll just go back to the boarding house…."
"How about you go out for dinner with Bonnie and me tonight?" Damon asked, and Bonnie's jaw almost dropped as that anger heated up inside her. How dare he do this to Elena while she's missing Stefan? It was Damon though; of course he didn't care.
"Yeah, sure. That sounds alright," She replied almost hesitantly. Bonnie faked yet another smile and turned away to look for Damon's car. When she tried to move, she realized Damon's grip was too strong and she looked up to Damon and saw he was caught in a gaze with Elena. Bonnie didn't know what they were doing so she just stood there, waiting for his grip to loosen, that fire just brewing inside her.
A few minutes later, Damon's eyes averted and his grip loosened. That was it for Bonnie as she stormed off the car, not even glancing back at either of them. She knew he was doing all of this to get Elena but at the moment he was with her and holding long, passionate gazes with someone else didn't do much for their fake relationship.
Bonnie threw her arm out to open the passenger seat door to find it was locked. She sighed in frustration before she balled her fists and turned around slowly. Damon and Elena were walking toward her and she felt the embarrassment finally hit her. He made her look like a fool and she was not happy. Damon shot her a glare before smiling and taking her hand in his. He brought his lips to her ear and Bonnie shivered. "What are doing? Just stay quiet, act nice."
For once, Damon's presence didn't erase the anger she felt and she shot him a bittersweet smile squeezing his hand. He then moved past her to open the passenger door. Bonnie was about to slide into the seat when his arm moved around her waist restricting her from moving. She melted right then and then, and her knees began to give way. Their proximity was smoldering and she could feel his breath on the side of her face as his strong arms held her to him.
"We're giving Elena a ride home, shouldn't the guest sit in the front seat, Cara?" He asked softly, but loud enough for Elena to hear. Her gaze had never left the two of them; it was unnerving to watch her friend this way. She'd already doe so much to hurt her and now she was hurting her even more. Bonnie simply nodded as an answer and accompanied it with a brief 'yes' and a wholehearted sigh. Elena smiled at her and slid into the front seat. Bonnie was let go and Damon shot her another glare as he walked over to his side.
Bonnie then slid into he back seat, and stared out the window as the car took off.
When they arrived at Bonnies house, she got of the car, slamming the door and dragging her bag along with her. Damon was in front of her before she started walking and Bonnie's breath got stuck up here throat as she stared up into his eyes. He pulled her to him. "She's going to think this isn't real," he said softly starring at her. "What am I supposed to do? I'm not happy about this. You're blackmailing me. How do you expect me to feel?" She asked, she almost felt tears wanting to come out and she wanted to smack herself for it. That was her; tearing up at any problem that was at hand.
Damon's hand came up to caress her check softly as his head became closer. The friction that she felt at that moment was incredible. It was like something was brewing inside of her and at any moment she would explode into fireworks. Her body grew hot as his torso was pressed against her and his head was leaning against hers. His breath was slow and coming onto her face, which would usually disgust her, but Damon's breathe was sweet and cool.
She let out a small tremor in her spine as a shaky breath was emitted from her tingling, anticipating lips. All traces of her anger, difficulty and frustration had disappeared from heart and mind, because he was consuming her with just his very touch and present. "That's not my problem," He whispered, before breaking their embrace and walking back to the car. Bonnie just took in one long breath and didn't even turn around to look at Damon and Elena driving off.
Bonnie's shoulders shrunk and she wondered how she could be so moldable when it came to him. It was confusing and Bonnie wanted to end, but then again, she didn't. Damon was giving her finally needed attention in a way. Elena had always got the boys and none of the ones she ever liked, ever gave her the time of day.
Maybe in another dimension where she didn't commit adultery with her best friend's fiancé and Damon's brother, or where Damon wasn't a vampire and he wasn't so… perfect. But even that wasn't the right word. He was messed up from centuries of hatred and anguish. He was far from perfect, but somehow what she needed because he could be make her feel all right.
But they weren't in another dimension, but Damon still made her feel so very weak. He was trouble for her, so why was it when he was around she wascompletely at ease, he took away her worries. Anyway, the real problem now was that he was expecting her to lie to everyone she loved so easily and she couldn't even be in her year seven play, let alone lie to everyone she knew. She wanted to be difficult, though. She wanted this to not be easy for him. Why should it? He couldn't and shouldn't be able to do this to her.
Bonnie walked inside her house and up to her room without looking to see if anyone was home. She leant against the door and then realized that she was mentally and physically tired. How was she supposed to go on this date with Damon? To top it off, how was she supposed to go on this date with Damon, with Elena there as well?
It was madness what he was doing to her. She wasn't built to hold so much pressure and guilt. It was madness what he was doing to Elena. He loves her, yet he wants to make her feel negative emotions? He wants her to see what she could get and that's playing around with not only Elena's heart, but Bonnie's as well. Elena was vulnerable, she hasn't seen Stefan recently and something told Bonnie that she was hiding her emotions. She was more upset then she seemed. It was completely mad and unfair.
And the sad thing was that Bonnie could stop it all with a matter of words. But she couldn't. She even backed out of telling Elena in her head. She's played the scene over a hundred times and shuts it out every time. Bonnie couldn't tell.
And if she couldn't tell, how does that make her any better than Damon? She's blaming Damon for being mad and unfair, when Bonnie is just as much apart of this as him. Though, Bonnie was sure he'd have found a way to play with Elena's heart even if Bonnie didn't have a secret, but she did and Damon was using her.
Bonnie's text tone then went off as she picked it out of her bag and read the text from an unknown number.
Be at the boarding house in an hour, we're going out for dinner, so dress nice.
Bonnie frowned, the number was unknown but who else would send her something like that? Bonnie saved the number and walked into the bathroom, then into the shower. She wasn't sure how she would hold herself together. So many emotions were frazzling her brain and so many problems disabled her from being herself
An hour later Bonnie was pulling up the boarding house, dressed in a pale pink dress, with darker pink small random swirls, that was gathered at the waist and was knee length, with a small black cardigan that was short sleeved and stopped just above her ribs. She had black flats to accompany this, if she wasn't tall, there was no way heels would make much of a difference, plus it wouldn't be a safe idea- and a black clutch.
Bonnie got out of the car and walked into the boarding house. Miss. Flowers gave her a small wave as she was walking down the stairs and Bonnie waved back. She continued till she reached the door and knocked on it. Damon suddenly came out of nowhere standing next to her. "She'll be ready soon, lets wait in the room next door."
Damon open the room next to Stefan and Elena's which had a completely differently layout. The room had a dark, brown double bed pushed up against the wall in the far left corner. Two small, black, two-seater couches were placed the other side of the bed, facing parallel to each other and a smaller dark brown dresser was in front of the bed.
Bonnie moved to sit on one of the couches and Damon sat on the one opposite from her. "You better try harder tonight, I fear she's growing suspicious," He spoke softly. Bonnie sighed in frustration; did he know her at all? "I'm not a good actor. Besides, after everything I've done to her, I don't think it's physically possible for to lie to her anymore."
"You did it at school," He rebutted knowingly. "She didn't say anything to me. She didn't ask much, it wasn't hard, but she's going to ask more questions and I can't answer them without looking like I'm about to throw up or run out of the room. She knows me. It's not going to work."
"Well, sorry to tell you this but, you're going to have to do it anyway. You want your secret kept, try as hard as you can without any mistakes and I'll keep it." Bonnie could feel tears start to well once again. His cruel tone got to her more then she liked to admit. She just didn't understand… she knew that he wanted Elena, she knew that he'd do anything, she knew him and herself had argued and they didn't have that same relationship as before, but why was he suddenly so cruel to her? Or was this how he just is, but he's been hiding it from her?
Either way he's treating her different. Bonnie's angry with him, but she wouldn't be cruel to him…. He'd never acted this way toward her before. She even thought once that he valued her life as much as his. "Why…." Was all Bonnie managed to say. She had so many questions and all seemed so ridiculous to ask. Damon raised his eyebrow and then turned his head away from her to stare at the door. Damon didn't want to admit that seeing her upset was not a pleasant feeling for him. "You can't get under my skin that easily," He mumbled.
Bonnie huffed in aggravation and sat there in silence. Damon's face looked pained and Bonnie knew her face probably had the same expression. What they were doing was more then not okay and somehow she knew Damon knew this as well. "What happened to us Damon?" She asked softly out of nowhere. He faced her, starring at her with that same pained expression for a moment before switching to a neutral face. "Us?" He said, as if it was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever heard.
"No, not us in that way… but, we used to…. you know what, just forget it." Bonnie was smart; she knew when to abandon ship. This was Damon, as if he was going to admit anything to her.
"We used to what?" He pressed, making Bonnie also know how stubborn he could be. "Be friends, for one thing." She mumbled. Damon just laughed, "What's so funny?" she said, her voice soft and tired. "Be friends? Since when, Bonnie?" He asked his tone growing bitter. Bonnie stared at him in shock and was wondering if she was missing some private joke she was supposed to get. "What?"
"We weren't friends, Bonnie. I don't have friends, and for the pure fact that they're useless."
"Yes we were, Damon. You-You saved me. More then once, too," she countered weakly.
"For the sake of Elena. Do you think I would be in her good books if I let Caroline and those malach get you? Or f I let you die from poisoning? It's called being a hero, and the hero always gets the girl," He told her, holding furiously valid points. Bonnie almost wanted to cover her ears at his words. "No. No. You were, Damon. Stefan said…." She trailed off.
"Stefan said what?" He asked, annoyed now. "He said that you wouldn't let me drown in that bath tub, that you'd have rather taken a punch then let me drown." Damon let out another bitter laugh. "Another act. Do you think I wanted Elena to know I nearly drowned her best friend and Saint Stefan saved her? Of course not. Now I'm not a good person, but I know that Elena wouldn't appreciate me not taking inactive and letting bad things happen to the ones she loves."
"That's not true. I saw it. I know you were my friend; you did care about me. Stop denying it," Bonnie said, trying to hold back threatening tears. "Bonnie dear, I don't want to hurt you. I don't like seeing you cry. But I'm not your friend. I never was your friend. And I'd get over it if something unfortunate were to happen to you. " Bonnie couldn't believe what she was hearing. "No, uhuh. Sorry, you're lying," She said childishly. "Bonnie." He told her warningly.
"No Damon. Stop lying to me! You saved me! I don't care what you say. You did, twice. Stop lying. You're not a liar Damon. Stop don't be now. You can be good, no matter what you say. I don't buy it."
Damon appeared right in front of her, making her stand up. Damon just smiled at her. "I never said one nice thing to you." Bonnie then stared at him. He was right… "Don't say that. You're lying. I know you are…" Bonnie didn't know what else to say, tears weren't falling out, though, she couldn't cry at this moment. "But I'm right. How does it feel to be wrong? You believed all that about us? What a foolish thing to do."
"How could you…" was all she could say. "How could I what, darling? Tell the truth?" Bonnie glared at him. "You're a coward. You were my friend and you're lying because you don't want to," She said, failing to stand up to him. Bonnie was looking at the ground, she couldn't face him.
"A coward, huh? Then you wouldn't mind me telling Elena some interesting news I heard just the other day. Elena!" Damon called. Bonnie's eyes widened in fear, "You wouldn't." Damon gave her a small shrug, "That's where you're wrong. Elena are you ready?" He called, once again. After a few moments, Elena walked in, wearing a long silver dress that just missed the floor showing some of the black heels she was wearing. "I'm ready," she beamed, but you could see sadness lingering in her eyes.
"Oh, wait! I forgot my bag." She said, running out of the room. "Don't, Damon. I've learned my lesson," She managed to say. "Are you sorry?" He asked. "Not really, but I think, you think I should be. So yes." Damon smiled at her and then shrugged, "Next time, I'll go through with it. Consider this your first and final warning."
Bonnie looked down at the ground. It was a rough beginning to their deal and some little, stupid voice told her that it wouldn't get better, but it wouldn't get worse either. Bonnie was usually naïve, but she didn't buy it at all.
Like it? Love it? Hate it? Tell me what you thought? I thought Damon was a bit of a… well there are many words which I wont use, I'll leave that up to you! Review please :)