BONNIE POV
(Flashback)
David just dropped me off to my house from our dinner and I know I was a terrible date. All the while he was talking and being flirtatious with me but I was pretending. Pretending that his talks were

interesting and pretending that his charm was working on me but it wasn't. In the back of my mind, I couldn't shake how sick I felt from that brief kiss with Damon. I am disgusted with myself and

disgusted that I actually... enjoyed it. There is no way in hell I would confess that to anyone. Caroline always pops in my head first because we had so many long talks about how we would kill the big,

bad, Damon Salvatore. Yet here I am, rehashing this kiss I shared with him. This can't be happening, why does he have to be a great kisser? I don't want to even think about what would of happened

had not Lucy shown up. Speaking of, I found my cousin laid out on the couch knocked out sleep in the living room. Thank God. I do not need any death glares from her tonight. I already hate myself

right now for what I done. It's just that the way he held me while he was kissing me, it made me felt so ...secure and safe. I bet he's the possessive type too.

(End of flashback)

Bonnie never realized how fast she was going , nor did she care how long she was driving, she just knew she had to get to David's house before Damon. She was positive that would be the first place

he would had to stop Damon from doing something stupid. Is this his way to get his point across, pound the hell out of someone to get Bonnie's attention? Whatever his reason was, Bonnie was more

worried than did not want some one's death on her hands. Suddenly her phone rings and she immediately knew it's Elena trying to figure where she was. Tell you the truth, Bonnie was wondering

where she was as well because the snow was blocking her view. The snow and the wind wasn't letting up, as a matter of fact, it was blowing harder. She looked at her cell positioned in her cup holder

and ignored the call. "I'll call you later Elena. I have a vamp who needs his ass kicked for being a lunatic."

Bonnie finally flipped her windshield wipers on but out of no where, lights were flashing ahead and Bonnie panicked. The car was only mere inches from crashing into hers and so Bonnie turned her

wheel so quick, averting the collision. Matters only got worse because Bonnie sped off the road and braced herself for what was in her vision. A huge bush tree.

The impact was instant and quick...bunch of snow fell on her car ,then everything went black.

A cold rag is pressed against Bonnie's mocha skin and the coolness abruptly sends a response throughout her body. She flickers her hazel eyes open to see what's going on, only to be shocked to see

the person dabbing the rag across her forehead."Ah, Sleeping beauty awakes." Damon? How did he get here? Where the hell am I?

Damon leaves the rag where it was and stands beside a fireplace in front of Bonnie. She can see the fumes flaring up in the logs. Everything around her is unfamiliar. There's so many books around,

messy, and splattered everywhere. Bonnie was layed on a comfortable white couch and she scanned around the room to what seems like a library. Taking in the noise surrounding her, all she could

hear is the fire crackling and feel warmth all around her. Bonnie tries to speak but her mind is all over the place. Last time she could remember, she was going head on with a tree and now she's in

what seems like, a cabin? With Damon Salvatore? "Damon? Wha-How?"

"I saved you from dying, your welcome." Damon smugly said.

"How?" Bonnie repeated. "I found your car in smithereens. How you survived it, I have no clue. It was good thing though, now I can bug you."

"Oh, lucky me. Ow!" Bonnie winces while she takes the wet rag off her forehead. Her head was banging and she could of sworn she heard drums playing. Bonnie tries to get up, but then her knees

give out, and she almost falls to the ground. Damon was a quick thinker and knew she would be stupid to try to walk after a brutal car crash, so he was beside Bonnie before you can say 'vampire'.

Bonnie eased back down into the couch as Damon supported her back. "Do you have a death wish or something?"

"Excuse me?"

"Humans. There's a blizzard going on and people like you figure it's a great idea to drive.

"Well, I'm sorry. I was busy trying to stop an idiotic vampire from killing a friend of mine." Damon squinted his eyes at Bonnie in a sense of humor.

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb. I know that you left the boarding house. I talked to Stefan and Elena. I know you left the house, wasted, searching for David."

"I'm fine now," gesturing to his body language,"Plus, that was yesterday. How would I even know where Doofus would be?"

"I don't know. You're a vampire. Don't you have, like some kind of, vampire GPS system installed in your brain or something?"

"Funny. After I left the boarding house, I came here. I come here to think, relax, this place is like my home away from hell . "

"Being in the middle of nowhere soothes you?"

"Well, it beats seeing my brooding brother's face everyday." It's really rare when Bonnie would laugh at Damon's jokes, and Damon knew that too so he couldn't let that slide.

"Look at that, is Bonnie Bennett actually laughing at my jokes?"

"Don't get used to it."

Damon stares at Bonnie a little too long for her liking so she stares at the ground. "So, do you think I can get out of here soon...like tonight?"

"If you have another death wish than yes. Obviously it's snowing like crazy, so we're going to be here for a while."

Bonnie's green eyes shot back up to his azure ones. She can not stay here with him. "How longs a while?"

Damon shrugs his shoulders. "Who knows, maybe until the snow lets up."

"How long will that be?"

"Do I look like a weather forecaster to you?"

"Well I need to get back to Elena and Stefan, they're probably looking for me."

"And to think I thought you came to see me." Damon dripped his remark with sarcasm as Bonnie narrowed her eyes at him.

"So you're telling me I have to be tortured with you 24/7?"

"Don't think of it like that, think of it like as, spending quality with your dearest of friends."

"But you're no where near that."

"You're right, I'm more like your bed buddy."

Bonnie didn't say anything but shake her head in frustration.

(IN the car w/ Stelena)
"Stefan, where do you think she could be?"

Elena was losing it as the time was flying by, the snow was blowing even harder, and there was no sign of Bonnie anywhere.

"Calm down Elena, I'm sure Bonnie is alright." Stefan reassured her.

As soon as Stefan said that, Elena spotted a snow covered car that resembles Bonnie's and her eyes immediately grew big at the sight.

"Stefan! Stefan, it's Bonnie's car! I know it from anywhere. She has that 'Witches Rule' bumper sticker. " She pointed out. Stefan slows the car to a stop and gets out with his girlfriend.

When Elena runs through the tough snow to get to Bonnie's vehicle, she opens the door to find no one, and is puzzled at where she could be.

Stefan sneaks up behind her and has the same expression Elena does. "Stefan, she's not here," Elena cries out, looking like a lost puppy at Stefan.

Stefan wishes he could say something to give Elena answers but all he could do was tell her that Bonnie has to be in a safe place. That Bonnie is somewhere nice and warm and Elena has to stay positive.

Until then, they head on the road back home, because the weather was getting too harsh.

They sit in silence.

"I'm sorry." Damon turned to her, thrown off by her random outburst.

"For what?"

"For making you feel that I had any feelings for you outside of hate." Damon stared blankly into space, tyring to soak in what Bonnie just said.

"Wow, if I had a heart, it would crack in a million pieces with that comment."

"It wasn't supposed to be an insult Damon."

"Whatever."

"What is wrong with you?"

"I don't get you." Now Bonnie is the one confused.

"How is that?"

"How a beautiful girl like you can be so smart yet so dumb."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"If I have to explain myself then I don't know what to say to you."

"Can you clue me in on what you're saying?"

Damon thought long and hard, obviously in another state but then the corner of his lips go up and he steps a little closer to Bonnie.

"I get it Bonnie. You know that you're drawn to me like a magnet and you know you need to pull away, but the force is so strong between us, you can't resist my good looks or my irresistible charm."

Bonnie busts out in laughter for a minute pretending to catch her breath, while Damon stands frozen in front of her.

"...wow..you..really have a big imagination, don't you," still trying to compose her laughter.

"I'm not delusional Bonnie. You might be... and in denial." Bonnie tunes him out as she spots a book on the table.

'Diary'. Damon has a diary?

Bonnie takes the book off the table and looks through it, seeing only numbers in it.

You would think the book being a diary Damon would've stopped Bonnie from even opening it, but he just stood there.

"What's all these dates?"

"Just dates I found more significant to me." Damon briskly replied.

"There's not that many in here. Only half a page or two."

"There's not that many days of my life that I want to cherish."

Silence.

"What's this one, 'May 5, 1854?' "

"...when Katherine turned me..." Damon gave a weak smile at a confused Bonnie that didn't meet his eyes.*I don't know the actual date nor do I remember but I'm going with this date*

"Why keep this?"

"Because it makes me wonder if I had the chance again to do it all over, would I do anything differently. If I had the same toughness like I have right now, would I be so whipped and let Katherine

make me into a vampire. Believing she actually loved me and me only." "Well would you?" Bonnie added.

Damon takes a heavy sigh. "I honestly don't know. It's all too complicated and I hate being conflicted. Gives me brain cramps."Bonnie snorts and arches her eyebrows. " 'Brain cramps'?" The humor

present in her tone. "OK, maybe not brain cramps, but I really hate not knowing all the answers."

"I've noticed it comes with being a complete cocky ass."

"HA." Damon dragged out. "You're so hilarious witch."

"I try to be."

Damon just smirks at her in amusement, lingering on Bonnie too long, Bonnie shrugs his intense gaze on her off and changes the subject. Her eyes fall on another date in Damon's Diary that read:

'March 2, 2010..'...'' Unforgettable night."

"What's so 'unforgettable' about March 2?" Bonnie finally broke out gazing up at Damon.

Damon had this huge cat-like grin across his stunning features that made Bonnie feel like she offered a dirty proposition of some sort.

"It was when we first had sex."

A beat.

Bonnie quickly tore her eyes from his and bit the bottom of her lip,for she couldn't contain the little smile wanting to appear.

Damon wanted Bonnie to ask him why he wrote it down. Why that date was so special to him. Then he would show her his bedroom. That's where Damon did most of his talking anyways.

But Bonnie didn't say a thing. She just nodded and yawned like this whole conversation was boring her. She was driving Damon crazy and she knew it.

"I think I'm going to take a shower."

Bonnie giggled to herself at the 'oh-c'mon-you-can't-leave-me-hanging' look on Damon's face.

"Alone."

"You really going to leave now? This convo was just getting interesting."

"Good Night Damon." Bonnie repeated louder, waving him off.

"Sweet Dreams." Damon bitterly spats.

Bonnie let the hot water spray and wash all over her small body humming a sweet lullaby her grams used to sing to her all the time when she was little. It always made her feel like Grams was

watching over her and it always kept a huge grin on Bonnie's face. With the piercing noise from the shower head to the shower being surrounded with a blue curtain all around her, Bonnie was

oblivious to everything. So Bonnie definitely wouldn' t see the bathroom doorknob turning slowly and realizing that she now wasn't alone in the room.

Damon Salvatore had something on his mind and he knew it would be best if he could just take her by surprise with it.

Taking his shoes off, quickly yet cautiously, he then took his shirt off. Exposing his rock hard abs that no girl in their right mind can resist. Damon continued stripping until he was fully naked and bare.

Bonnie was reaching for the soap and closed her eyes when she suddenly felt a cold hand roam over her back. Bonnie jumped with alarm in her eyes and in shock of the body behind her.

"What are you doing in here Damon? I said I was showering alone." Damon smirked wildly and twirled Bonnie's wet long wavy chocolate hair in between his fingers.

"Yeah but in my mind, you were basically inviting me in." Before Bonnie could lay a quick and painful spell on him, Damon vampire speed kicked in.

He flipped Bonnie around hard against the shower's wall and began to enter her while holding her hands above her head.

Bonnie moaned violently, not noticing that she was off the ground, but now has her whole body wrapped around Damon's. He liked the way her small body melted and fits perfectly in his.

Damon was craving for Bonnie's blood as he saw the blue and purple veins visible in her neck. He ignored his crave and focused on his desires and getting screams and cries from Bonnie.

As planned, Damon thrusted harder inside of her, pushing in, up, and directions you can think of, Damon did it. Bonnie's fingers interlaced in Damon's brown,soaked, soft hair, leaning on it for some sort

of support. Bonnie's stomach tightened at each thrust and could feel the center of her core do the same. She was getting wet and Damon could feel it, that's why he had this huge smile on his face,

reaching his goal. He liked getting pain out of Bonnie, loved the way she hissed his name and wanted to explore every inch of her body.

"Is that good?" Damon pants, while he continues to reinforce his thrusts and presses inside of Bonnie's swollen clit with his member.

Bonnie nods yes, she couldn't get any words out right now. Her mind was all a blur and she knew she didn't want this passionate night to end.

As time past, Damon finally let her legs drop down and cupped her face in his hands, boring into those beautiful eyes of hers. "You can wake up now."

Suddenly Bonnie's eyes eyelashes blinked open as she jolted up, and fell into realization, once she found that she was still on the couch. Bonnie had clothes on and wasn't in the shower.

Her chest was heaving up and down, palms sweaty, like she was still in the dream. Bonnie plopped her head back down on the pillow before she groaned,"Oh, great."

Bonnie cautiously wandered towards the window to see if the snow cleared up. It was getting there. The quicker it clears up, the faster I can get as far away from Damon. She thought.

Damon comes back into the living room with a black dress shirt and black jeans on. "I see you're walking more."

"How'd you sleep," Bonnie twirls around in confusion,"Had any wet dreams perhaps?"

Damon's wide grin gave everything away. He did this! "It was you wasn't it?"

"It was me what?"

"The dream. It was your doing, am I right?"

"I don't could've been my identical twin."

"Just tell me Damon!"

"This must have been some dream to get you riled up like this."

"Damon!"

"OK, maybe I had a little something something to do with it. I'm vampire. We vampires have filthy minds and I couldn't resist...you liked it didn't you?" Damon kinked his eyebrow at her.

"Ugh, I knew it! First it was the dream in the suite and now this!" Damon stopped drinking his coffee and faced Bonnie.

"Wait, you had dreamt about me before?"(see chapter 2) Bonnie tilted her head at this farcical question.

"What are you talking about, you said it was you're doing."

"Yeah, but I was only referring to the shower dream." Bonnie's face fell flat.

Damon's smirk tugged at his lips and now Bonnie wished she would have kept her mouth shut.

"So you dreamt about me before, huh?"

"No!" Bonnie jumped up from the couch walking in the small kitchen. With Damon not to far behind her heels.

"Yeah you did. It's too late now to deny it. If you wanted to have sex in a suite Bonnie, why didn't you just ask?" Damon inched closer to Bonnie at every word he spat.

Bonnie quickly felt stuck in between Damon's chest and the kitchen island-counter.

Bonnie grew sick of feeling trap with Damon. Whenever he's this close, Bonnie just wants to jump his bones and satisfy all her desires that she tries to disregard.

"Damon, we can't-"

"You know Bonnie, I'm really getting tired of you telling me what I can and can't do. If I want to kiss you, then I will and you can't stop me."

Something about the way Damon said that sounded like a threat and in some twisted way, Bonnie liked it.

He could hear her heart beating and picking up its pace as he had his forehead against Bonnie's.

Damon leaned into Bonnie pouty lips, taking in her strong, alluring, scent.

Oh how he loved the smell of lavender. It never gets old on her.

Damon gets closer to Bonnie's lips...

Closer...

Closer..

"ZAP!" A electrifying force field appears between them, shocking Damon instantly.

He found himself being lifted off the air and flying across the room, hitting a wall.

Damon yells in pain and knew fast how there's no possibility of getting Bonnie in bed today.

"Oh, you're such a tease." Damon groans, crawling into a ball. Bonnie stands over him, wearing a smile all over her face.

"Did you really think it was going to be that easy?"

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