A/N: I do NOT own Vampire Diaries or anything related to it. Although, I wish own Damon and all his sexy glory.

A/AN: I am so sorry for not updating sooner, but real life has been biting me in the ass. Hard. But thank you so much for reviewing and I've NEVER had so many hits before. THANK YOU!!! On top of everything else I'm checking my email right now and SO MANY people added this to their story alert/favorite!!!! YAAY!!

Bonnie POV

I looked into his cold piercing blue eyes and saw, well, nothing. He was showing any emotion. It was as if there was a wall in between us. Crap, no emotion? I'll bet he's pissed.

"Ummm…" I started to say.

"So, Bonnie, who's your friend?" he forced out.

"Ummm…He-"

"I'm Asher. I was helping Bonnie get back to her car. Right, Bonnie?" he looked at me.

I didn't look back. My eyes were glued to the dead pan look on Damon's face.

"Ummm…sure?" I answered, as if I was on autopilot.

"Well. If you don't mind, I'll be taking Bonnie back home," he said sternly; Damon wasn't taking no for an answer. He grabbed my wrist and I felt something shock me but I ignored it. He began almost dragging me to my car.

"Wait," I said, coming to a dead stop, then turning to face Asher, "when will I see you again?"

"In time Bonnie, Have patience." He replied turning, and walking away. I heard Damon mutter something like, "Time my ass, he ain't seeing anybody..."

I silently walked back to my car and started to open the driver door, but was stopped by Damon.

"What? What are you still here?" I asked.

"Because, it's dark and you're tired. You'll be tied around a tree like a pretzel for the first text message you take your eyes off the road to look at." He said with amusement at the thought of the EMS scraping my body off the road. I contemplated for a bit and decided he was right (as much as I hate to admit it), but I still had to get home.

"So what do you expect me to do, you bastard?" I told him in a less-than-amused tone.

"Well, I suggest letting a handsome Devil drive you home tonight." He replied with a sexy smirk on his face. Stop it, Bonnie. He is a narcissistic, psychopathic, killer.

"Well, I need to find Asher then." I said with a Devilish grin. Damon stiffened a little and his eyes turned into a death glare. What the hell is his problem?

"Whatever. Get in the damn car."

"Ummm…how about…no." Who the hell does he think he is?

"Okay. Which way do you plan on driving to get out of here?" he asked. Damn, a beat. Didn't I come from…which way did I come from?

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Now get in the car." He said while placing himself ever-so-gracefully in the driver's seat. I sighed and sat myself in the passenger's seat, awaiting the awkward drive home.

Damon POV

I was pissed to no end. Bonnie was with another fucking guy. What the hell is wrong with her?! I am going to kill that bastard! What was his name? Andy? Andrew? Ashy? His name was stupid. What the hell? Why do I care? If she wants to get herself killed, let her. I. Do. Not. Care. You know that's not true. I am going to wring her neck.

A/N: Look people, that is the SHORTEST thing ever. But my head is overflowing with all kinds of stuff. So, I'm sorry. But I hope you enjoyed the little writing spurt. Loves ya'll!! REVIEW!!~~~Binnie