Author's Note: I promised you guys some early updates (; This chapter is going to take place in the past, right around the time when Bonnie and Damon hooked up. Enjoy!
One Year Earlier
Bonnie stared down at her phone as she chewed on her lip frantically. Damon's name was blaring the screen, sending an uncomfortable jolt in her stomach.
It had been a few weeks since the time that they had sex, and she couldn't deny that it had affected their relationship in several ways. They had opened up a door with each other that they weren't prepared to face, and it was too late to take it back. Bonnie wasn't even sure if she had entirely wanted to take it back—and that's what scared her.
She had been nonchalantly ignoring his calls since that day, but she was beginning to feel bad about it. She decided that it was time to stop running away from her fears.
"Hello?" she answered. She could hear Damon chuckling on the other line and it brought a frown to her face.
"Nice of you to answer my calls," he said, dragging out the words.
"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I've been busy."
"Yeah… busy ignoring me," he retorted.
"Things have been coming up," she responded quickly.
"It's funny that things happened to start coming up after our romantic endeavor," he said menacingly, sending another intense jolt in her stomach.
"It's not like that," she lied.
"Just be honest with me," he told her after a minute. She sighed heavily as she stared around her surroundings. She was in a coffee shop, staring down at her barely touched latte. It was probably freezing at that point.
"Maybe we should talk about this in person," she sighed.
"Fine. Where are you?" he asked.
"Joffrey's coffee shop," she told him.
"On my way," he said before the line went dead. She sighed heavily as she stared out the glass window, contemplating how their conversation would turn out. She didn't want to hurt Damon, but she knew that what they had done was wrong and it couldn't continue. She just didn't know how she would muster the courage to actually admit the words aloud.
After a while, she saw Damon enter the shop. He spotted her instantly and headed toward her, taking a seat in the spot across from hers.
"Bonnie Bennett," he drawled out. She gave him a small smile and looked him up and down.
"Damon Salvatore," she acknowledged.
"Never thought I'd see you in person again," he commented. She sighed heavily as the sickening feeling returned to her stomach. She wasn't prepared for the conversation to come.
"So…" she began, clearing her throat.
"Don't do that," he interrupted. She narrowed her eyes.
"Do what?" she asked.
"Make things all awkward-y," he responded. She toyed with her fingers as she contemplated her words.
"I'm not trying to," she sighed.
"You're my best friend, Bonnie. Just talk to me," he said sincerely. She nodded slowly, looking away from him.
"I haven't really been trying to avoid you… I've just felt a little weird after… you know…"
"After we made love like there was no tomorrow?" he stated, raising his eyebrows. She gasped lightly, looking around to see who had heard him.
"Damon," she said, gritting her teeth. He shrugged his shoulders and grabbed a menu from the table.
"Don't act like it isn't true," he stated matter-of-factly.
"That's the problem," she said quickly, slowly regretting her words.
"I don't get it…" he responded. She took a deep breath and locked eyes with him.
"Damon… I'm not even going to pretend like there isn't something between us, because we both know that would be a lie. I care about you… so fucking much, and I know it isn't right. So we can't do this…" she whispered. She watched his facial expressions change drastically as he held onto her words.
"Why isn't it right?" he questioned. Her mouth widened at his words.
"Why isn't it right?" she repeated dramatically. "Are you forgetting about Elena? Are you forgetting about Enzo?"
"They have nothing to do with us," he retorted.
"They have everything to do with us!" she said, raising her voice enough for the nearby tables to hear.
"So you're just going to pretend like it didn't happen?" he asked. She bit down on her lip, as her eyes pooled with tears against her will.
"We have to," she responded hoarsely.
"I can't," he said, shaking his head.
"You have to," she said roughly, alerting him a bit.
"Why should I?" he spat.
"Because I'm getting back with Enzo," she said quickly. His eyes widened as his lips parted. He looked as though he were in complete disbelief.
"What?" he spat. A tear managed its way down her cheek as she sniffed.
"We talked about everything. We want to try again," she said lowly. He laughed out menacingly as he nodded his head slowly.
"So just like that… you're back with him?" he responded.
"I love him, Damon," she pleaded.
"Bullshit!" he yelled. Faces flew in their direction, but they didn't care.
"You have to understand," she cried.
"Oh, I understand, alright. You screw me and turn around and go right back to that son of a bitch," he said angrily.
"It's not like that, Damon, and you know it! What happened between us… it literally just happened. We both weren't expecting that," she said as the tears streamed endlessly down her cheeks.
"I'm done with this," he said, rising to his feet.
"You're just going to leave?" she asked.
"Yep," he said, grabbing his jacket from the chair. He turned to walk away, abandoning her pleas from behind him. As he exited the coffee shop, Bonnie sat there with a dumbfounded look on her face.
She couldn't believe that things had gone as bad as they did. She couldn't tell if Damon was more so hurt or mad—either way, it tore her up inside.
As she allowed her sorrow to overtake her, she was alerted by her text tone. It was Enzo.
Where are you, love?
She didn't even know if she could handle seeing Enzo after what had just went down with her and Damon, but she knew that she couldn't ignore him.
I'm out getting coffee. What's up?
She sent the text and sat her phone down, taking a much-needed breath. At that point, she didn't even know where her relationship stood with Damon and it was killing her. Her phone dinged again, causing her to cry internally.
Can you come over? I have something I want to show you.
She gulped and grabbed her abandoned coffee, tossing it into the trash. She headed out of the shop, en route to Enzo's place.
Once she finally arrived, she stayed out in the car for a while. She wasn't sure what to expect, and she was still trying to get her emotions in check.
She exited the car after a few more minutes and headed up to Enzo's apartment. She hesitantly knocked on the door, waiting patiently for him to answer. He opened the door a few seconds later with a wide grin on his face.
"Hello, love," he purred, brushing his lips up against hers. She placed a chaste kiss to his lips and moved past him to enter the apartment.
"What did you want to show me?" she questioned. He stared after her with a look of confusion.
"Is everything alright?" he asked.
"Everything's fine," she lied. She stared around the apartment with her brows furrowed.
"Well, I wanted to show you this," he said as he reached behind a plant that sat on the living room table. It was a ring box. She stared at it with wide eyes as she neared him.
"Enzo?" she breathed. He smiled warmly as he stood directly in front of her.
"Bonnie Bennett," he began, staring deeply into her eyes. "I love you so much. I know that I wasn't confident in myself in the beginning, but after our breakup, it made me realize a lot. I love you with everything in me, and I know you love me, too. I'll never doubt that again. I want to make a promise to you that we're in this together… forever."
He opened the box and grabbed her hand. She gasped as she stared down at the ring. Too much was taking place and her head was beginning to spin. He slid the ring onto her finger and kissed it lightly.
"This is my promise to you, Bonnie. Will you accept this promise ring?" he asked. The unshed tears returned to her eyes as she stared down at the beautiful ring on her finger.
"Of course," she cried as she finally looked up to meet his gaze. "I love you, Enzo."
"I love you, too," he breathed, pulling her against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes, reflecting on the hectic day that she had. She had a terrible talk with Damon, only to come back and receive a promise ring from Enzo—her mind was going in circles.
…
Caroline grabbed two glasses of lemonade from the kitchen and walked out to the living room where Bonnie was seated. She had her head in her hands, reflecting on the event filled day that she had.
"Why won't you tell me what's wrong?" Caroline whined. Bonnie sighed heavily as she finally looked up to meet her gaze.
"It's really nothing," she responded.
"Then you wouldn't have come over here with that look on your face," she said, giving her the knowing "Caroline Forbes" look.
"What look?" Bonnie asked.
"The 'I look like I haven't been laid in almost a year' look," she confirmed. Bonnie rolled her eyes and looked away from her best friend.
"Well that definitely isn't the case," she said under her breath. Caroline's eyes slowly found Bonnie's hand and she instantly recognized the ring.
"Is that an… engagement ring?" she gasped. Bonnie looked down at her hand and shook her head quickly.
"It's just a promise ring," she clarified.
"That's even cuter," Caroline cooed. "Enzo loves you so much." Bonnie smiled lightly as she admired the beautiful ring on her finger.
"He really does, doesn't he?" she whispered. "I love him, too."
"Then why do you look so sad? Your life should be perfect right now. You just got a promise ring from one of the most handsome guys on the planet, yet you look as though—
"I haven't had sex in a year, I know. I promise… everything's okay," she lied. Caroline knew she was lying, but she didn't want to press her any further. "Tell me about you and Stefan."
A wide smile broke out on Caroline's face at those words. "We went apartment hunting the other day. We found this amazing place, but the neighbors were incredibly loud and—
Bonnie droned out Caroline's rambling as she thought of Damon and the look on his face from earlier. She hated the fact that she was the one that caused him to be upset, and she felt like she was going to lose her best friend. After a few minutes, Caroline's snapping brought Bonnie back to life.
"Bonnie? Are you even listening to me?" she whined.
"Of course I am, Car," Bonnie lied.
"Then what did I just say?" Caroline challenged. Bonnie paused for a moment as she took her best guess.
"The loud neighbors?" she wondered.
"No. I was talking about how Stefan went with me to get my nails done," she said, crossing her arms.
"How in the—never mind. Maybe I am a little preoccupied. I just need some rest," she said, rising to her feet.
"You're more than welcome to stay over," Caroline encouraged. Bonnie sat on the thought for a moment, realizing that it could do her some justice to have a girl's night.
"I'm down," she agreed. Caroline screamed with excitement and immediately ran to pop some popcorn. As Bonnie tried to focus on having a good time, she couldn't help that the only thing that clouded her mind was Damon Salvatore.
Author's Note: I just wanted to show you guys exactly what went down after Damon and Bonnie's hook-up. Do you think that's truly the end of Bamon? Let me know in a review!