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Music credit - 3oh3 and Katy Perry 'Startruck'
When Bonnie walks in the Grill, she feels awkward and uncomfortable. She doesn't really want to be here. She wishes she could just go back toFloridato her aunt where she has lived since she leftMysticFalls. And she undoubtedly will return there. But today she has to be here. Today is the one day in a year, she feels like she must be here. Because today is the day of her grandmother's death.
Time passes, but Bonnie doesn't miss her any less. It still hurts that she has no one now to go to and spill her soul out, no one who can soothe her and tell that her Power is a gift, not damnation.
But Bonnie accepted the truth long ago – her Grams is dead, now she has to deal with things for herself.
She came to the town this morning and she already visited her Grams' grave. She still has a diner with her father ahead. But there is some free time and Bonnie decides to go see her friends. She won't deny, she misses Elena and Caroline terribly.
So when she enters the Grill and spots Elena at the table, she goes straight there. Elena's eyes widen when she sees the witch.
"Oh my God! Bonnie!" Elena hugs her tightly and Bonnie feels like she never left. "How are you? God, I missed you so much. You're back for good, right?" Bonnie smiles, sits down beside her friend and shoots Elena a million questions about everything that happened in her absence.
In the middle of the conversation Bonnie feels like her back is on fire. She turns her head and finds herself staring into a pair of blue, piercing eyes. Bonnie swallows and turns away, giving her attention back to Elena.
After the diner with her father and a long, relaxing bath, Bonnie enters her room and sees Damon standing beside the window.
"Look who's back! Isn't this our favorite little witch?" Damon mocks. The smirk is in place and the eyes are just ice.
"Hello, Damon." Bonnie answers calmly. She doesn't look frightened of him or anything.
Damon's angry beyond belief. She left without as much as a single word. Then came back, still without informing him. Now she is speaking like that to him.
"How's your plan on seducing Elena?" Bonnie asks, taking a comb from her vanity.
"Fine." He says. Bonnie smirks at that.
"So I assume she's still with Stefan." It's Damon's boiling point. He explodes.
"Care to do some explanation?" he demands.
"About why I left?" After she gets no response but glaring, she continues. "Well…" she stops to think about it. "No real reason." She shrugs. Damon's eyes widened. No real reason? In instant he has her pressed between him and a wall, his hands grip her shoulders. He stares down at her, but he is at loss for words. What can he probably say? He doesn't even know why he's here. Bonnie smiles and leans forward to kiss him. Damon allows her to press her soft lips to his ones. He allows her to lick his lower lip. He even allows her to sneak her tongue into his mouth and reach for his tongue.
Then it's time to allow something himself. Like kissing her back. Or cupping her ass and picking her up. Or feeling extremely aroused when she placed her legs around his waist.
He can't fight it and admits to himself that he missed her. Not that he will say that to anyone else – ever – but he really missed her.
So he turns his mind off and just follows the instinct. That's why they end up on her bed naked.
Bonnie is extremely happy that her father went somewhere after their dinner, because he would not be please to hear all the noise she's making. And she can't deny – Damon's amazing lover.
Still her insides are cold, and her mind is working correct. She's trying desperately to force sparks somewhere. She wants to force herself blush when he looks at her with those lustful eyes. Bonnie realizes then - Damon may be the best lover ever, the most wonderful man, the most beautiful, but she as far from loving him as Earth from Sun.
Ah love.
She misses that dizzying feeling that clouds your mind when you're in love – world seems better, colors seem more vivid, people seem prettier.
After it's all over and Damon's lying next to her, breathing hard, she thinks she has to make things clear.
"What have you been doing lately?" she starts far away from what she really wants to say. Damon looks at her, probably guessing what she has on her mind.
"Nothing much. Causing chaos, drinking blood, killing innocent people. As always. But now that you're back things will get better." He winks at her and she's glad he said it so now it'll be easier to get to the point.
"You don't think I will stay here, do you" she asks, watching his reaction. Damon frowns. Then he frowns deeper. Then sits up, starring at her. She doesn't really want to hurt him in any way. She got over her hatred to him long ago – she wouldn't sleep with him if she still hated him. In a way she even likes him. But she does not want to bind herself to him and God knows what's going on in that head of his.
"Tell me if I got it wrong. You're going to leave and you still slept with me?" Bonnie nods.
"I have to come back toFloridasoon."
"WHY did you slept with me?" Damon demands.
"I missed you." Bonnie admits and gets on her elbows.
"I hate you" he announces.
"Why?" Damon doesn't answers. He doesn't hate her in fact. But he's pissed off. He feels like she's using him. He doesn't like to be used. He tries to understand her and fails on it. He wants to know why she left and why came back and why leaves again. And why are her eyes so cold? These eyes had changed, they were never that cold. In a way she looks like Damon's 'mini me'. He doesn't like it a bit. He wants to shake her out of this state.
But then Bonnie smiles suddenly and reaches her arms to him. She grabs him and pulls back on the mattress, back into her embrace.
"But I'm here for now so we may stay like this for a while, don't we?" she murmurs in his neck. And Damon silently agrees he could tolerate with this for now. So he wraps his hand around her and closes his eyes.
"What is this?" Bonnie asks tiredly, her shoulders fall down a little under the understanding that there is no way in hell she can escape from the infamous Salvatore Boarding House now that Stefan has found this quote – strange, ancient, magical device, that can surly kill us all – unquote.
"Where did you find it?"
"In the basement. Under the ground." He shrugs.
"Why were digging a hole into you basement floor? Wait! Don't answer that, I don't wanna know." Bonnie wants to burn Stefan alive. She had to spend only two peaceful days here with her father and friends and then be on her way toFloridaagain. But no! Now that he has found this thing she must stay here to do something about it to save everybody.
Fuckers, Bonnie abuse angrily them in her mind.
Damon's not helping at all. He just walks around them in circles with either glass of bourbon or blood. And he's all but glowing, amused, because he senses her determination to get away from here and he know as much as she does that there is nothing she could probably do to make Elena stop looking at her with puppy eyes and stop Stefan look like he's ready to accept whatever decision she will make, even if that means get himself killed.
Also Damon knows that this suddenly found device buys him more time with Bonnie. He doesn't really like what he feels when she out of his sight. It's like he already misses her. And he doesn't see a single reason for him to miss her. She's not Elena who he loves, wants with all he has. She's just a witch. A funny little witch. His little witch. His? That's it! Damon knows instantly. That's his greed, his need to possess everything and everyone around him. He just considers her as 'his'. That's why it's so hard to let go of her, because she is his.
It is pity only she doesn't know this, so she keeps running from him.
This whole year Damon's been dying to get Elena. He has needed her like blood. More than blood. Strangely enough he doesn't even look at her when there is the witch flipping through the pages of old magic book, searching at least something, anything to save them. To save him, too, he realizes and sips on his… What has he been drinking? Bourbon. Sips on his bourbon.
Finally Bonnie lets go exhausted sigh and announced she can't think anymore.
"I have more of this stuff back home," she points at the book "so I can as well go through it alone. So… I guess I'll be going now." She gets hold of her things and just then…
"I'll drive you" Damon announces. And he's already going to get his keys.
"Um, no thanks. Elena?" Bonnie turns to her friend with a questioning expression on her face.
"Yeah, sure" Elena mumbles confused.
"No, I'll do it." Damon firmly says, staring Bonnie in the eye.
"No, you won't." She shakes her head. "You'd better go through your father's journal, maybe there is something about this thing." She knows what to say to make him do what she wants. And know before he nods that she has won.
"Ok." He agrees, feeling he will be doing some real important thing. "But Stefan has to do it too" Stefan shakes his head and mutters something like 'unbelievable'.
"What was that?" Elena says once they got in her car. Bonnie just shrugs. "No, that was definitely weird. What's Damon doing?"
"I think he's just mad at me" Bonnie suggests.
"Why would he be…?" Elena is confused, she has feeling she missed something.
"Because I'm leaving" Bonnie says with a 'duh' expression, receiving a weird look from Elena, and she decides – fuck it all, could tell her as well. "You see, we used to sleep together…" Elena is pale and her eyes are open wide and she stares at Bonnie shocked. Maybe it wasn't such a bright idea to tell her since we're still driving. "Look at the road, please" Bonnie says firmly. Elena complies, apparently still shocked.
"You mean like… like you had sex?" Bonnie nods. "You and Damon?" Bonnie nods again.
"When? How long?" Elena feels her mouth going dry.
"After the face down with Katherine and till I left."
"But this means you were together for months!" Brunette exclaims.
"Not together, just in one bed" Bonnie corrects. And they are in her drive way and she is prepared to get out of the car and head home but Elena is not satisfied yet. Bonnie invites Elena for coffee, because she knows Elena won't let it go.
"And you even slept with him now? When you came back?" They are on Bonnie's bed and Bonnie has already filled Elena in her complicated 'relationship' with Damon.
"Yeah." The witch nods. "But, Elena, don't worry, he still wants you." Bonnie assures her friend with a shake of her head and her brows raised. Elena frowns.
"I don't worry…"
"And that's good!" Bonnie exclaims. Elena is about to grill Bonnie more, but the look the witch gives her best friend silences her and she knows she won't get to talk about it anymore. At least now.
"Bonnie, why did you leave in the first place." Elena has been wondering about it since the minute Bonnie told her about her decision to leave.
"I can't tell you" dark-skinned beauty says quickly shaking her head.
"Why not?"
"Because you will tell Stefan. Stefan will tell Damon. Damon will find some way to use me if he needs something." Bonnie – always the voice of reason.
"I won't, I promise." Elena makes her puppy eyes again.
Bonnie sighs. "Ok, so I went to my aunt - you know that - she's some far relative of mine. Whatever. Since Grams died I had no one to practice my magic with, and my aunt… she appeared to be a witch. So I decided I could go to her so she could help me with my Powers." Bonnie shrugs and then yawns.
Not long after the witch is left alone in her room. She should look up something about the device… but she's exhausted. So she falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow, but not before she thought that Damon will surely kill her for telling Elena their little dirty secret.
So? Reveiw, please *begs*