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***BONNIE'S POV***
"Did you hear what I said? What are you doing here?"
It took every ounce of me not to strangle him right then and there.
Just the fact of him having the nerve to show up to my home after I told him to leave me alone.
I guess with Damon it goes in one ear and out the other. All the anger and annoyance of his presence returns to me,but despite myself,some little portion of me was missing that stupid smug on his face.
Those menacing eyes, that were no longer menacing on that night we spent together but were twinkling like stars.
No. I quickly shake that memory out my head and came back to reality.
"You two know each other?" Lucy's eyebrows are scrunched up in frustration,while snatching brief glances between me and Damon.
"Do we?" Damon confirms in a flirtatious tone.
I knew what he was insinuating and I didn't like it at all.
"Lucy, get inside." I command, still holding a furious look at Damon.
"Why?"
"Because. I said so."
"He was just dropping me off-"
"Lucy." I was livid.
Lucy turns from Damon and gazes at me.
"Fine."
She edged over to Damon and lands a huge kiss on him. My stomach churns in disgust.
He holds Lucy close to him, with his hands on her waist and deepens the kiss.
Yet, his eyes are still on me.
This could be you.
You're such a sick bastard.
It's true. I would rather be in bed with you and have you scream my name in tongues.
A beat.
How can someone make my blood boil yet, leave me flabbergasted at the same time?
Damon finally stops the kiss, yanking his lips off Lucy's, making her breathless.
She grins widely like a 5 year-old kid and gets inside.
I quickly step off the porch and approach Damon with my fists clenched, and cheek bones tightened.
He looks amused as if I'm just a joke to him. I'll show him!
"I don't know if you just have a hearing problem or don't take orders too well, but I'm pretty sure I said to stay the hell away from me."
"See, you said stay away from you, you didn't say anything about staying away from your cousin."
"She's my cousin Damon. My cousin, which means you have no right to be anywhere near of people who I care about. You almost killed me and you killed someone who mattered everything in world to me!" My voice cracked a little and now my heart was getting the best of me.
The words spilled out on accident and I know I can't take them back now.
**
That last part caught Damon off guard, leaving him conflicted.
As he witnesses Bonnie's hazel eyes start to water, he knows he's hit a soft spot.
She looks as emotional and crushed as she did when she appeared on his door step on that night.
"What are you talking about? I didn't kill anyone? At least not lately."
"Yes you have! You killed the only person who took care of me when I had no one. The only mentor I had in my life."
"Are you talking about that old wench that made my-"
Damon couldn't get the rest of the words out.
The impact of Bonnie's fist across his jaw, left Damon speechless.
"Don't you dare call her that!" Now Bonnie was fuming.
Damon has never seen this side of Bonnie.
Yes, Bonnie has threatened Damon a dozen times in one week, but she has never gave Damon such a displeased and hurtful look before.
Damon endures a moment of regret.
This isn't like Damon, Damon Salvatore has no regret for nothing and no one.
"Bonnie, I didn't-"
"Shut up," a aching sob. "...just shut up. If it wasn't for your idiotic plan to get a home-wrecking slut out of a tomb who wanted nothing to do with you-"
This made Damon's face fall completely and immediately take back any sympathy for miss-know-it-all.
"Don't you say another word about her." Bonnie was not fazed at all at Damon's fangs now on display.
"Or you'll attack me again? Do it then. Make my day."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
"Trying to push me away."
This made Bonnie quiet.
Her eyes darted to the ground, as Damon swayed towards her. Appearing just inches from her face.
"Is it because you miss my touch?"
Silence.
Damon had to see her angelic eyes. So he lifts her chin up slowly with his index finger.
Their eyes are froze, stuck on each other, searching for what's hiding beneath them.
"Is it because you miss our bodies meshing together?"
"Stop talking, okay!" Bonnie shoves her hands in the air as a show of surrender, stepping away from Damon. Tears are now streaming down her face. "You win."
And with that, Bonnie dashes for the door. Damon could of stopped her but didn't want to waste the energy. He didn't want to have a broken jaw and a kick in the nuts too. So he just walked to his car and
contemplated what just happened.
**DAMON'S POV**
This so called genius idea I made to lure Bonnie in isn't working out the way I planned.
She was supposed to get jealous and show me I made the wrong choice by seducing me in bed.
She was supposed to confess how she really felt on that night we spent together.
She was supposed to claim me hers. Then I would claim her mines. Then we would live happily ever after. Not insult Katherine even though what she said was true. Back then, I was blinded by love. What me and Bonnie and have, I don't know what you call it. What was I thinking to actually feel something for this naive, weak, little witch? To actually think she felt the same need for comfort and passion in that night as I did. Pfft. What a joke I am. I'm becoming more like Stefan now. Bonnie is doing me a favor. I would never want to be like him. She said 'I win,' but I don't understand what I won.
**BONNIE POV**
I know it wasn't Damon's fault for my Gram's death. Everything just came out like word vomit.
I couldn't let him know how that night changed everything for me.
The way he was so gentle with me and sent tingles all over my skin.
I still can't get over that look he gave me before we had sex.
His eyes were filled with passion and lust. I never seen them with so much glow and became irresistible to me.
It's crazy that a vindictive devil like Damon could easily reel me into bed with those eyes, and those eyes only.
That's why I couldn't stand looking at him anymore, the only thing in my radar was the ground.
When my chin suddenly rose up to Damon's eyes, my brain couldn't function right.
Say something, Bonnie. Anything! Nothing came out.
"Is it because you miss our bodies meshing together?" His voice now seductively teasing me.
Yes. No! Bonnie, snap out of it! You can't seriously be having feelings for this guy, or should I say vulgar beast. He's all about games. He doesn't really want you, he just wants your body.
Too many voices are running though my mind causing me to explode even more.
"Stop talking, okay!"
Damon's forehead crinkled and confusion set it again.
"You win."
His eyes are boring into mine and the sense of concern flashed upon them.
I need to get away from him. This is too much for me.
When I finally get inside, I lean against the door and let out a deep exhale.
Breathe Bonnie, you're okay, now. You won't ever worry about Damon chasing after you now.
I 'm sure he's got the message.
**
TO BE CONTINUED... What do you think, can Bonnie stay away from Damon?Can Damon stay away from Bonnie?Find out in the next chapter. REVIEWS MUCH APPRECIATED. PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR THOUGHTS GOOD OR BAD. :)
The next chapter, I'm having a writer's block. I don't know how where to take the story from here. So please feel free to make any suggestions. =D