A/N's at the bottom. I do not own Vampire Diaries, obviously.

Distractious

Chapter 3:

"You don't sound like yourself Bonnie, are you sure you're ok?"

"Oh, I'm good!" She's a little snarky in her reply but honestly, she can't believe it has taken Caroline this long to figure it out.

And yet she has yet to hear from Elena.

"It's just, you haven't been around much lately, and you skipped school yesterday which is sooooo not you, me of course, but not Bonnie Bennett." Caroline's her usually bubbly self and Bonnie tries remember when she actually felt happy enough to be like that. She can't.

"Well you should ask Stefan, maybe he'll be able to give you some answers." She doesn't know why she says this. It's bold and impulsive, and part of her wants Caroline to piece it all together.

"Ok," the blond lets out slowly. "I'll call him right now."

"Fine by me," Bonnie quickly replies before ending the call.

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She finds herself shuffling through her closet the next morning. Thanks to her fear of Stefan popping up again, she doesn't get much sleep. Still she manages to hide the small bags with some concealer, and even adds some eyeliner and green shadow to heighten her emerald orbs. Her beautiful face is a contradiction to her current emotions. Still...she's comforted that even if she feels crappy she can look great. This is why she chooses a black off the shoulder blouse, and a jean mini-skirt as her outfit. She pulls her hair into a mid-high ponytail before throwing her book bag over her shoulder and leaving.

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"So I talked to Stefan."

Bonnie grabs her math book before closing her locker to look at her blond best friend.

"And," Bonnie lets out with a shrug.

Caroline looks a little put off by her attitude but she still continues.

"And, you know what he said to me? He told me to mind my own fucking buisness!" Caroline shrieks as they walk down the hall. "Can you believe he said that to me..." Caroline continues to ramble but Bonnie doesn't hear the rest. She doesn't want to talk about Stefan, she doesn't even want to think about him.

"Which brings me to my next question, what business is he referring to? You and Stefan have business? Since when? And is this some witchy juju buisness or something else, because I don't know. Does Elena know-"

"Please Caroline," Bonnie interrupts, rubbing her temples in irritation. "Just leave it alone, ok? I shouldn't have said anything in the first place."

Caroline tugs on her wrist, pulling the other girl to a stop. "Look at me," Caroline commands all signs of rambling and nonchalance gone. Bonnie doesn't want to, but eventually her eyes meet Caroline's blue ones. "Look, do I need to be worried Bon? Is there something I should be putting together that I cannot seem to figure out." She sounds so desperate, and Bonnie wants to tell her everything so bad. She wants her to fix it all, though she's not even sure if she can.

"It's Stefan," the beautiful witch whispers as her eyes move down to the floor. "He won't leave me alone."

"Is he hurting you!" Caroline's eyes are wild and Bonnie has to calm her down before they become black and veiny.

Then the bell rings and Mrs. Timson, the little old math teacher with a mean bite is commanding Bonnie to come inside before she closes the door. Caroline begs her to skip with her, promising ice cream and chocolate. She knows this is more important than school and she can tell that something serious is going on with Bonnie.

Still, Bonnie doesn't skip. She goes to math.

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She turns off her phone after the fifth text. She can't deal with him right now. Though she knows that he's in her next class, him and Elena. Now she really wishes that she would have skipped with Caroline, and as the bell rings ending Math she heads to Caroline's class to tell her just that. Then she thinks to just turn her phone back on and text to her. She wants to meet her at her car. The quicker she's out of here the better.

But before she can get the number dialed she's yanked away into a dark classroom, the only light coming from the one window on the back wall. She shrieks but its not heard due to the hand covering her mouth.

"Now Greta."

It's Stefan. She knows that voice, had become all to familiar with it as of late. She starts to struggle against him, wondering how she managed to end up with the one person she was trying to desperately to stay away from...

But then she hears chanting off in the distance and it distracts her. She turns to the side and catches the end of Greta's spell.

"What is going on," Bonnie lets out, her plot for departure forgotten.

"Finished?"

"Blurred, Locked, and Silenced."

She's ignored.

"Damn your good." Bonnie's mouth is suddenly freed, body let go, as Stefan walks away from her and over to the other witch. He leans down, hand on her hip, placing a soft kiss on her cheek. "I'll call you when I'm ready. Thanks."

The other witch nods her head before exiting the classroom.

"Stefan," Bonnie yells once more. "What is going on? What just happened?" She can feel the magic swirling around her.

"Don't worry about it," he lets out lowly before walking back over to her. She watches him as he takes her in, from head to toe, before moving in closer, too close. His eyes look over her face as his right hand flickers up, a finger brushing along her cheek. "You look...extremely sexy," he lets out slowly. "Did you do all this for me?"

"You're disgusting," she bites out moving away from him, and the same hand that was just on Greta's hip. "What are you obsessed with witches now?

"Are you jealous?"

"Hell no," she looks at him incredulously. "Are you kidding me?"

"It's ok to admit that you want me to yourself," he chuckles moving closer to her as he wraps his arms around her waist. She looks over him wanting nothing more than to wipe off that cocky grin. He's playing with her.

She grabs on to his arms wrenching them from around her before turning on her heels. "I don't have time for this," she huffs as she turns the knob of the door to take her leave, only it doesn't budge. "What the-" she tugs more, over and over, but nothing happens. "Stefan-"

"Blurred, locked and silenced. Didn't you hear?"

She looks at him confused before realization dawns her. "You bastard," she whispers. She's absolutely shocked. "You're a freaking psycho."

"No I believe that would be you, after all you're the one who wants me to rip her best friends heart from her chest, isn't that right?" He stops looking her over, eyes angry. "Yeah, the next time you fucking pull a stunt like that, expect that heart. I'll deliver it via package on your damn front porch, ok?"

Her green eyes turn into tiny slits.

He stares right back at her, unashamed, unfazed by his harsh words.

"Words cannot express how much I hate you right now, you better enjoy this, because when I find a way to stop it," she looks at him pointedly. "And I damn sure will. You better go hide because I'm gonna fucking kill you, ok?"

His gray eyes turn serious as he tilts his head to the side, examining her.

"I like pissed off Bonnie," he finally let's out. "She is such a damn turn on," he whispers darkly as he advances towards her. She backs up because she knows that look in his eyes, though it's never been directed towards her. Ever. Not by him, or any other guy for that matter. It scares her.

"Stefan, stop," she warns, moving away from him. "Think of Elena."

And he stops, his gray eyes looking sharply into her greens. "Wanna know something about your precious Elena. You know the one that you said was so called 'still in love with me' 'didn't wanna hurt me'?" She doesn't like where this is going.

"Caught her on the couch, moaning, under my brother, fucking making out. So don't tell me to think of Elena. Right now, as far as I'm concerned, Elena can fuck off."

"You don't mean that." She's running out of space.

"I really do Bonnie. And you know what, watching them made me think of you. My beautiful witch with the pink pouty mouth that practically fucking demands to be paid attention to." Her back hits something hard and has no where to go. He's in front of her. Staring down at her, his eyes wild.

His finger slides over her lips and she shivers turning away from him. "Stop."

"No," he replies fervently. "It's too tempting." Before she can even process, her face is turned back to his as he leans down his lips crushing into hers. A spark ignites inside him as he moves closer to her, his hands grabbing at her waist. He's biting her lip and trying to get inside, but she won't let him. She doesn't kiss him back.

"Bonnie," he let's out angrily. His strong arms lift her body up until she's sitting on the teachers desk her back was once backed into. He stares into her eyes as he spreads her legs, moving into them. "Kiss me."

"No."

"Bonnie," he almost whines. "Just fucking do it."

"No."

He groans loudly, his eyes turning black, red veins instantly appearing. "Do it or I'll fucking run out of here and kill every single damn nobody I run into," he whispers darkly.

Her lips are back on his, pressing hard to his, as she kisses back.

She hates him, and everything that he's become. She hates how he threatens her and forces her to do things. How he doesn't care about what he's doing physiologically to her. He doesn't care about anything, all he cares about is himself.

Her fingers claw at his neck as he finally pries her lips open, sliding his tongue inside. She wants to hurt him. He moans into her mouth and she pulls at his hair willing it to come out, and he roars into her mouth.

"That's what you get," she lets out before his lips crash down on hers again.

It's a passionate kiss, sloppy, messy, but passionate. His tongue is all over her mouth, exploring and hers meets his on more than a couple of occasions, sending unwanted emotions through her body.

Their at her neck now, his lips, kissing all over it, up and down it, licking groaning like a starved animal. His fingers play with the edges of her skirt hiking it up, as he spreads her legs more. His fingers move up to her panties as he tries to get them down. "Cotton?"

"Don't even think about it," she let's out. Her words are breathy as she squeezes her legs shut, keeping his hands from moving in their squished positions.

"What I'm not doing anything," he chuckles looking over her face as it now glistens with a light layer of sweat.

"Stefan, I'm not playing," she chastises.

"Whatever," he whispers before leaning back down to her neck. He realizes her bloody scent is slowly becoming an addiction as he inhales deeply enjoying it's intoxication before having a taste of his own.

She almost expects it but is still surprised when she finally feels it. Feels her blood sloshing down his throat as one of his hands moves down, squeezing her right breast. She almost expects the groan that escapes his mouth as he satiates his hunger. What she doesn't expect, doesn't even take notice of, is his sly hand spreading her legs once more, moving back to her panties... or the light rip as he tears them a part. She doesn't notice them slipping down her legs either because she's too wrapped up in his feeding, which feels a little different this time. Almost... She won't say it. No way will she admit to enjoying it, or the pleasuring tingles it sends through her. Still, as her fingers comb through his brown hair she thinks he already knows.

Almost instantly he's looking at her, tongue licking over his bloody lips as he stares into her eyes intensely.

She is unable to look away from him. He has her frozen as he utters the three words she hoped not to hear. "I want you."

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They're both late to Chemistry. He looks happier than he has in months while Bonnie looks like she wants to crawl into a hole and disappear.

She cannot believe she allowed Stefan to do those things to her. She can still feel him inside her, crashing in and out desperately. Can still feel his hands on her butt as he pulled her closer to him, bringing him deeper inside her. Can still see the tissues he used to wipe his dripping cum from her thighs as it leaked from her center. And feel his lips as they lapped up the small trail of blood.

Her first time.

Sitting beside Elena she feels awkward, awkward and dirty. Because she can still smell him on herself, and he's Elena's. She prays Elena doesn't notice, though she already sees her suspicious eyes flickering between her and Stefan due to their late joint entrance.

She tries to ignore her and ignore everything but the Chemistry lesson, but that's quickly disrupted as her phone vibrates, announcing an incoming text.

Hands down, the best fuck ever. ;)

It's from Stefan. She doesn't know how to feel about it.

A/N: I really hope you guys liked this chapter! It's not the last sadly but also gladly lol, I can't end it there. There will be one more chapter and then an epilogue I believe. Reviews help me update quicker lol they are MAJOR motivation. So please review and let me know what you thought. Hope I didn't disappoint.