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Chapter- what if
"You know what to do?" Elena nods to Stefan who is just full of glee. "Good girl" Stefan pats Elena on the like a puppy.
Stefan looks around the kitchen taking off the wall a single picture of Bonnie, gazing at it lost in the moment of the tender kiss of longing she put on his lips and it breaks him apart because it wasn't meant for him.
Bonnie opens her eyes slowly seeing those beautiful bright blue mesmerizing eyes craved on her. "What happened?" Damon caresses her head. "You were attacked, you don't remember"
Bonnie, rubs her neck. "No, I remember " she clears her throat. "What exactly do you remember?"
She squints her eyes angry at him. "I remember that you were sent here to kill me, and that I was angry for trusting you, so I left and bam"
Damon doesn't let the shame play on his features that he feels. "That's all, you don't remember who attacked you or what happened afterwards" he was curious of whether or not she remembered the kiss.
"Why are you asking all of this you saved me and then I…well you know I kissed you" Bonnie whispers the last words.
Damon smiles because she's so cute. "Umm, I hate to even admit this but it wasn't me, Stefan the annoying wonder saved you." Damon rolls his eyes annoyed.
"So that means, that I actually kissed-"Bonnie stops covering her mouth. "I'm sorry"
Damon takes her hands. "Don't be, because even though it wasn't me, I'm glad you wanted it to be" Damon smiles cocking his brows winking at her.
Bonnie gets this sad look on face like she remembers something important. "But I shouldn't want to kiss you because I'm with Tyler."
"For the moment, dudes a dick, you should definitely give him his walking papers I don't see this ending well for him" he says in his most sarcastically humorless way.
Bonnie pushes Damon smiling he kisses her hand. "I should be really pissed at you" Damon holds her hand to his lips. "I know… too bad for you am so gush darn lovable" Damon smiles.
"This isn't a joke, Damon you were sent here to kill me" she points this fact out to him like he's forgotten.
"But I didn't, and I'm going to make sure nobody ever hurts you again"
Before Bonnie could respond Stefan appears, making his presence known loud and clear. "Glad to see you're still among the living"
"Thanks to you I hear" Stefan shrugs. "It was no big deal, I was just happy to help"
Listening to Stefan makes Damon wanna gag, Damon knows he can't prove it but he wouldn't be surprised if Stefan was the one who attacked her only make himself look like the hero.
"Elena's made Dinner for you in the kitchen"
"Maybe I should get it for you"
"No, I'm fine I can get it myself" Bonnie can tell that Stefan wants to speak to Damon alone so she excuses herself.
Stefan plops himself right in front of Damon smirking his face rivals that of envy and jealousy neither quality he found attractive about himself.
"Good ol' Damon always has to play the hero… always has to get the girl."
"Jealous, petty Stefan always not the hero and never gets the girl" Damon makes a clicking sound with his jaws. "I guess history does repeat itself" Damon taps Stefan's shoulder.
"Then I guess she'll soon, develop feels for me too"
Damon scoffs. "She's no Emily, she wouldn't do it, and it's not in her"
"The brother thou protest too much" Stefan says grinning at Damon, whose expression says he isn't worried at all.
"Tell yourself whatever you need, in order to sleep better at night"
Damon leaves Stefan sitting there in all his smug hatred and envy.
It's been a week since she was attacked and Damon keeps kicking himself for not following her that night, he could of lost her and she'd never know what was truly in his vampire heart, the love he feels blossoming every minute of every day caught in tangled webs of emotions and rivals for her heart.
The rain pours down on his pale marble features as he sits on her porch awaiting her return from another evening out with that boring dick-hole mighty mouse Tyler Lockwood, man what he wouldn't give to drain the life from this unworthy punk Tyler.
Damon hides as he hears the impala coming up the street; Bonnie doesn't invite Tyler in, he feels she's pulling away from him and he yells that he's sick of the time she spends with Damon who he finds to be a major cock-blocker in the Bonnie and Tyler love story, the tone in which he talks to her almost forces Damon out hiding and into shattering his neck.
Bonnie's had enough of his yelling so she gets out of the car slamming the door in a sense of shattering his window, Tyler drives off quickly.
Bonnie makes her way to the porch drenched; as Damon makes his way out of the shadows soaked head to feet.
"Told you he was a dick"
"Takes one to know one" Bonnie gives him a cutesy smile because her words weren't intended to hurt.
Bonnie and Damon stand in her room each dripping. She begins to remove the jacket from the shivering Vampire. "We need to get you out of these clothes, how long were you out there?"
"Not long" Damon begins to unbutton the Black button-up; Bonnie goes to the closet grabbing a towel and some of her dad's clothes returning to the gorgeous vampire who was standing there in his boxer briefs he was damn fine and she'd been a fool not to notice.
His perfectly toned six-pack laced with a fine thin line of hair leading to his larger anatomy, seeing him like this made her realize how much she was attracted to him beyond his personality.
"Give me your clothes I'll dry them" Damon smiled at the flustered redness of her cheeks.
He removed his Boxers facing her he wasn't ashamed and she shouldn't be ashamed if she wanted to look; she swallowed hard and deep catching her breath he was huge bigger than she could ever imagined.
"I'm not shy or ashamed" Damon winked at her as he slowly wrapped the towel around his waist smiling at her; she was too cute and innocent.
Bonnie made her way back to the room sitting next to Damon on the bed who was only dressed in a towel; she took the other towel accompanying her hand tussling it across his messy jet black hair.
They looked at each other, Bonnie wondered what it would be like to kiss him since it wasn't exactly him she kissed although she had wished it was him, and the same thoughts flowed in his mind it was almost like osmosis linked their minds.
Damon crowned her face and with his thumb he lightly caresses her cheek, Bonnie closed her eyes letting herself be drawn in by his delicate touch he always had such a gentleness about him almost like he was scared she wasn't real.
And within moments Damon and Bonnie's lips were feasting on each other it was smooth with trepidation, their tongues glided and entangled together as their lips make a wreck of each other's mouths this kissed revealed a slight desperation they had for each other the longing to finally come together.
Damon pressed her back locking his right-hand with hers, and putting the other at her breast playing with her hard nipples while teasing her with his hand and tongue his unbendable brick hard cock pressed into her which had her reaching and stroking it, she wanted to fight her urgent need to have him inside her but her will power, her need for him was over coming to no end.
As they bit and clawed at each other with this kiss she remembered that she has a boyfriend and she wasn't a cheater and she wasn't gonna start now, no matter how much she wants this.
Bonnie breaks away from Damon . "Stop, we can't" Bonnie tries to catch her breath still able to taste his crisp breath lingering in her mouth.
"What's the matter, I thought you wanted this" Damon pants blowing the air from his lungs needing to catch his breath as well because what was happening was leading to some serious fireworks. This kiss was like dynamite it was devastating really.
"I did, but am still with Tyler and I just can't…no matter how bad I want to"
Bonnie and Damon don't speak to each other for the rest of the time as his clothes are drying… Damon leaves and Bonnie feels guilty because she almost allowed herself to lose control with Damon at the cost of breaking Tyler's heart.
Stefan sits alone in the pallor his eyes closed hearing that Damon obviously is in a bad mood from the way he stomped and stammered into the house Stefan couldn't be more delighted.
"Things didn't go so well with the witch" Stefan says grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.
"Fuck off, I'm in no mood" Damon pours himself a drink.
"OOH… that bad" Stefan replies with a shutter.
"Eat me Stefan" Damon insists sarcastic raising his glass to his brother. "Oh cheer up, I have good news."
"You're leaving" Damon says it quick and fast swallowing his drink.
Stefan scoffs." Not exactly, but what if I told you Emily was alive" Stefan stands at the sight of Damon eyes being the size of saucers.
"I say you're lying because we saw them burn her" Damon nervously tries drinking from the empty glass.
"What if, it wasn't really her?" Stefan dances his shoulders.
"I'd say that if she were still alive and she showed her face around here I'd kill her" Damon pours another drink gulping with a wince. "Do you know something?"
Stefan smiles deviously. "If I did or if I didn't, it's still for you dot, dot, dot"