A/N: Sorry for any bad grammar or misspelled words. I just type and hardly read over.
The words in italic are the person's thoughts. I do not own anything except my writing. I know you all are angry at me for taking so long to update. Every chapter is challenge for me. I try to add as much action or excitement as much as I can. I want to keep my reviewers constantly intrigued and I hoped I did it in this chapter. Enjoy!!
Songs:, Paramore-Let the flames begin, One republic-secrets
"Damon,He's. My. Date tonight." Lucy broke down slowly.
Bonnie couldn't wrap her head around this.
She thought her and Damon were through. Until now, Damon wasn't even spoken of from Lucy's mouth. Bonnie hardly seen him by her side anymore.
This didn't make any sense. Lucy should be home far away from Damon as possible.
"I get that, I just don't get why you want to date this..." Bonnie raised her finger up and down at Damon, gazing at Lucy, "...thing."
Damon's mouth stretched open, pretending to be offended.
"You know Bonnie, maybe you're just mad that Damon's not on a date with you."
Damon nodded in agreement, enjoying this altercation.
"That's not true!" Bonnie shocked she would even think that.
"Yes it is! You're jealous and the color green is written all over your ridiculous face."
Bonnie bites down on her lip, nostrils flaring, trying to restrain herself from landing a blow on her cousin's face.
"Lucy, you don't know what you're saying." Bonnie muttered through clenched teeth.
"You always take the men I like. First it was Steve-" Bonnie cut Lucy off, wanting to end this now.
"Oh, please. Lucy, first of all, I never knew you liked Steve until after I dated him. Second of all, I just want the best for you. Damon Salvatore isn't it."
"Hi, Bonnie," Damon waved at her,"sitting right here."
"Don't care." Bonnie fed back. Lucy continued the argument as if Damon never said a word.
"That's a lie. You never wanted the best for me."
"I always do, you just insist on making my life a living hell."
Damon thought enough was enough. They were getting off subject and losing the importance of this matter-Him.
"Alright, it's getting a bit melodramatic now." Damon said rolling his eyes lazily. He began to stand up and stepped beside Lucy.
"Lucy, wait for me by the car. You know where it is."
"Sure thing, sweetie." Lucy delightfully said placing a pleased glance towards Bonnie.
Bonnie's mind flooded with questions and observations. Something's not right here. Why is Lucy so hung over on Damon all of a sudden?
Once Lucy left, Bonnie got right down to it.
"Damon did you compel Lucy?"
Damon said nothing but a deep laugh fled from his lips and Bonnie found a twinkle in his eyes that confirmed her query.
"So you did compel her."
"I compelled her once when I first met her. I needed to get her background story, I sensed something familiar about her. Which led me to the connection with her to you. However, this time, this time I didn't force her to do anything." Bonnie heard the firmness and sturdy tone in his voice. Not even a blink appeared on his face. Bonnie's conscience made her believe Damon. She saw the certainty and conviction in those icy blue eyes. Damon's never lied to her before but that didn't mean she trusted him. Just, why would he lie now?
"She really is drawn to me," Damon babbled on, "...who could blame her really?"
"You are unbelievable."
"Do you honestly think I care about a meaningless human like her?"
"I'm sorry you're right, you don't care about anything but yourself."
Damon faked a smile while Bonnie finished.
"I know one thing's for sure, you bet not have bit her."
Before Damon could make a snide remark, he sensed a strong presence nearby. Watching them.
"Shh." Damon came to Bonnie's side protectively placing his finger on her tempting lips.
Bonnie overcame a rush of tingles through her body from this contact, but at the same time looked at Damon like he was insane than he already was.
"Somebody there?" He called out, removing his finger from Bonnie's lips, simultaneously.
"Just me."
Damon searched the voice out and finally found the visible figure.
"Ah, Doofus."
"David."
"Whatever."
"Bonnie, are you ready for our date?"
"You have no idea." Bonnie stressed, walking fast away from Damon like her legs were on fire.
"Bye Bonnie." Damon smirked widely knowing Bonnie would only shake her head.
He was fairly amused as well when the masculine body behind Bonnie stopped in place and turned around at him for a moment. His eyes weren't filled with hatred nor annoyance. His eyes and his character were in question. For the first time in awhile, Damon didn't know how to depict this person. Damon couldn't help but feel the need to be wary of this guy. Not only did this loser come out of the blue, but there was just something about him. He seemed to be too calm all the time and appeared to not be budged at all by Damon's death glares towards him.
This ticked Damon off more for that.
"Better go. My date is awaiting."
As Damon slid past him, David reached for his pocket.
"Can't leave without these," He placed it in Damon's hand.
Damon arched his eyebrow. "Tic-tacs?"
"Don't want to scare your date away with bad breath do you?"
On that note, David left with all smiles, and Damon was positive he wanted to rip David's heart out and suck all the blood there was remaining in his bulky body.
--
"So, what's the deal with this Damon dude?"
Bonnie froze for a second. She was hoping that question wouldn't come up.
They were having too much of a nice time in this fancy restaurant for it be ruined by the last person she wanted to think about.
"How 'bout we not talk about him." Bonnie grabbed her glass of water to drink.
"Why? Was he an old possessive boyfriend-"
Bonnie choked loudly on her water from David's laughable conjecture. David patted Bonnie softly on the back while she continued to gasp for air.
"Bonnie, are you okay?"
"I'm fine..." Eventually Bonnie composed herself but was giggling a little.
"I just can't believe you would ever think that."
"He just seemed a little threatened by me and the fact that I'm with you and he's not."
"I highly doubt that."
"I don't know Bonnie." David furrowed his eyebrows and looked in space for a moment.
"You know, I get this weird feeling from him like he's up to something."
"Your not the only one." Bonnie mused, while poking her salad with her fork.
"Do I need to take him out?" David joked.
Bonnie smiled sweetly, making David smile in return.
She was touched by David's concern but she could take care of herself.
"No, David, I can handle Damon myself."
David reached for Bonnie's hand and entwined his with hers.
"I think you should stay away from him."
"I've tried. He just keeps popping up. At the most random times."
"Don't worry about him. I'm sure he'll back off once he sees how good we are together."
Bonnie was all smiles at the thought.
"What a coincidence seeing you two lovebirds."
Bonnie's face flat at the voice she knows all too well now.
"It's Bonnie and Doofus."
"Its David." David sternly whipped back but Damon overlooked his tone.
"What. Ever."
"Damon what brings you to this restaurant out of all the places?" Bonnie inquired.
"We can ask you the same." Lucy replied with her hand wrapped around Damon's arm.
"May we?" Damon gestured to the seat. Before Bonnie could protest, Damon sat down across from Bonnie. Lucy went along and found a spot next to Damon. David was not at all content with another run in with Damon. He felt this encounter was anything but a coincidence.
Bonnie could read the impatience in David from his fingers lightly tapping repeating on the table and see Damon is starting to get in his head.
"Damon do you have to be here?" David spat venomously.
Damon pretended to be shocked and gasped.
"David, what you don't like me? I thought we were connecting,becoming the best of friends."
David wore a thin line on his lips.
"I think David would rather connect with a rock." Bonnie shot back.
David snickered and Damon just grinned at this.
Bonnie doesn't know what she's getting herself into.
Damon sits up more and straightens his posture, gazing at Bonnie, totally oblivious to anyone and everyone around him now.
"Ohhh, yeah. I'm not the connecting type. For friendships."
Bonnie whirled her eyes around and took a swallow of her water.
"But." Damon continued lifting his finger up,"I do have a good connection with women when it comes to the bedroom, don't I Bonnie?"
Bonnie's mouth completely burst out with water, giving Damon a good laugh and leaving the other two mates completely puzzled.
David reached for a napkin to give to Bonnie, while Lucy was disgusted with her odd outburst.
"Thanks David."
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Have some class Bon." Lucy fussed.
Bonnie wiped the corner of her lips with David's napkin and fixed a pissed off glare at Damon.
He just sat back and placed that trademark grin upon his face. Bonnie was going to clean that smile off his face if it was that last thing she was going to do. He is always crossing the line and Bonnie knows she has to keep him in line. Right now.
"Damon..." Bonnie risen from her seat, still fire in her eyes,"... Outside. Now." Bonnie grumbled.
"Bonnie, why don't we just go?" David concluded.
"Please be my guest." Lucy muttered.
Bonnie debated with herself not to jump on the table and not tackle Lucy right then and there.
She was lucky Damon was only her focus instead.
"David I'll be fine. Just want a quick chat with Damon." Holding a exaggerated beam on her lips.
Humor spread across those handsome features as D excused himself.
"Hurry back, I get bored easily." Lucy shouted out.
David didn't trust Bonnie with Damon alone. But he believes Bonnie can handle her own battles.
--
Damon leaned against the brick wall, behind the restaurant in a vacant alley.
Leaving Damon and Bonnie alone.
The night was getting darker every second and the stars never seemed so bright.
The wind was roaring and whipping rapidly. It was freezing now but Bonnie hid her coldness very well because instead Damon only sensed her anger. Her blue and green veins were popping out her skin, teasing him. Oh, how he could only imagine how satisfying a witch's blood would taste. Strong and fulfilling are what comes to mind.
"You know, I think you almost got the 'scary, intimidating Damon' down. Almost."
Damon was still smirking but Bonnie wasn't all smiles.
"Damon you can't keep doing this."
"Doing what?"
"Don't play dumb with me Damon.
You just can't let that night go can you?'
"How can I?" Damon pushed off from the wall and took a few steps forward till he reached Bonnie more. "Everyone thinks little Bonnie Bennett is so sweet and so 'gentle'..." Using air quotes.
"But I discovered a whole other side to you."
Bonnie stood dumbfounded.
"That is?"
"You know, I didn't think you had it in you to be so aggressive and rough."
Damon rested his hand on his back, rubbing it and wincing as if he was in pain.
"I still have the scratches on my back when your nails-"
"Damon SHUT UP!" Bonnie pushed him hard in the chest but Damon felt nothing, hardly budging.
Damon was tired of being the calm one in this so he raised his voice as well.
He's going to get through to Bonnie somehow that he knows her better than she thinks.
Yelling could work.
"Why! You know I'm right Bonnie," Bonnie's emerald green orbs bored into Damon's."I bet it felt good didn't it to lose control like that." Bringing his tone down.
"GAH, THAT'S IT!"
Bonnie sped towards Damon with rage all over and threw her hands up to attack him. However, reacting in a speed of light, Damon beat Bonnie to the punch, using his vampire speed to pin her against the wall."
Bonnie grunted from the hard impact on her back.
"What do you want a slap on the ass for once again pissing Bonnie off?"
Damon thought about it but shook his head.
"That's a very generous suggestion but no. I would like something...a lot more than that." Faintly breathed while scanning Bonnie up and down.
Bonnie tried to snatch out Damon's clutch but he only reinforced his grip around her small wrists.
Damon leaned in and caressed Bonnie's cheek slowly with his face, laying light kisses across her jawline.
"You smell...divine." He mumbled barely over a whisper. Bonnie could feel Damon's vocal vibrations brushing against her mocha brown skin and she couldn't stop the shivers jumping inside her.
"D-Damon, stop." Bonnie choked out. She was mad at herself for how shaky her voice sounded.
"You know who don't want me to stop." Damon teased.
Bonnie was at a loss for words and she couldn't focus on her comeback with Damon nipping at her neck. He wouldn't stop until he made his way to her lips. Damon's been waiting for this. To take control and finally get his way. Bonnie just stood there helpless as ever under Damon's grasp.
Damon licked over Bonnie's lips for entrance, but she refused to open.
Let me in Bonnie.
No.
So stubborn.
Damon pushed Bonnie hard against the rugged wall leaving her back in a brief moment of pain.
Bonnie cried out and Damon took advantage of Bonnie's mouth open, finally getting his tongue inside. He skillfully hit all the right spots and Bonnie knew that she lost this battle. Bonnie wasn't Bonnie anymore. Someone else wrapped their hands around Damon neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. Someone else whispered in between the kiss, "I hate you right now."
That person also noticed how Damon chuckled lowly and was glowing.
"I'm used to that." Damon mocked, just before he hungrily attached his lips back to Bonnie's passionately.
"What the hell!"
Bonnie and Damon broke abruptly from the kiss and weaved their heads to the livid voice.
"Lucy?" Bonnie's face had 'guilty' written all over it.