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Chapter 2:

I laid with my eyes closed. I finally drifted off to sleep, again. This time my dream was different.

I was back, at the night, that Damon attacked me. I was standing in the pentagon, and he lunged at me, but he didn't hurt me. Not this time. Stefan and Elena disappeared. I was left with only Damon. I looked up at him, daring to look at him. I looked up, into his icy blue eyes. I held my gaze. He smirked. I don't understand any of this.

"What is this?" I asked him. I'm not sure if he'll even answer.

"This is your dream, you tell me." He replied. Nightmare is more like it. I can't escape him, not even for one night. "A little birdie says to follow the crow, and you will find the answer you seek." He added. What? A little birdie? Is he serious? I moved to get out of his grasp, only to find that I can't move. I looked up, and Damon was gone. He disappeared.

"Caw," I heard a bird call out. I looked around, until I found the source of the noise. I was a black crow, sure enough.

It sat, perched on a tree, staring at me. It took off, and circled around me. Then, flew away. Does it want me to follow it? I swallowed my fear, and began to follow the bird. I walked, and walked, until finally, I realized where we were going. We were at the Salvatore Boarding House. The front door was open. The bird flew in, and I followed suit. It led me to Damon, or did it? I can't see him yet, but why else would the bird bring me here? I was barely in the door, when the crow landed. It turned around, and turned into Damon. I can feel the horrified look on my face.

"You're not the only one with tricks, little witch." Damon replied.

My eyes snapped open. My heart is racing, I can hear it pounding in my ears. I look at my alarm clock, it's only 4:30 a.m. I'm not getting anymore sleep tonight. I might as well get up. Tonight I was staying at Caroline's. Elena and Stefan are going out, their first official date since they got back 'together.' Though, I don't think that they were ever really apart. Caroline and I decided that we needed a girl's night. I couldn't believe the things that Damon did to her.

I pulled myself out of bed, and I walked over to by bathroom, and flipped the light on. One of the perks of being the only child, is that you get your own bathroom, and mine is in my room. I turned the water on, and so it could warm up. I walked back into my room, and into my closet to get some clothes out of my closet. I don't even care what I wear today. I would be content wearing my pajamas. I don't think that would go over well. Especially since my pajamas consisted of the tee shirt I wore last night, and my panties. I chuckled at the thought. Well, at least I can start the day off with a laugh, if nothing else.

I grabbed dark pair of low-riding jeans, a belt, a red disturbed band tee, fingerless leather gloves, and my black, low-top chuck's. I put my clothes on the chair beside my bathroom door. I and grabbed a bra, panties, and socks from my dresser, and deposited them on the chair as well. I checked on the water temperature, it's hot. I threw my pajamas in the hamper, and got in the shower. After I showered, I dried off and started drying my hair. I put lotion on, got dressed, and put deodorant on.

I grabbed my stuff for school, and I went downstairs. I needed to get some breakfast. The kitchen light it on, I'm not surprised, Dad is always awake before I am. He looked up in surprise, to see me down here so early. His eyebrows raised.

"Morning Bonnie. Did you sleep okay?" He asked. I nodded. I set my stuff down, and gave him a hug. He set the newspaper down, and poured me some coffee. He handed me the mug.

"How about I whip up some breakfast?" He asked.

"That would be great." I replied. He made scrambled eggs and toast. He wasn't a 'Dad: The Kitchen Extraordinaire,' but he tried. And that was enough. Ever since Mom died, he tried harder, to make things better around here.

After we ate breakfast, I put my dishes in the sink.

"I'll see you in a few weeks, honey." My dad said. His job takes him all over the country, sometimes, out of the country, for weeks at a time, sometimes months. I'm not sure what exactly it is, just that it's important. He doesn't like to talk about it, so I don't pry.

I got my keys, and headed to the garage. I put my stuff in the back seat, and climbed in the driver's side. I put my keys in the ignition. I have an light olive green '05 Mustang. A gift from my father, for not being around often. I opened the garage, and headed to school. It was almost 7, the school library is open. But classes won't start for another hour.

If I hadn't stretched out getting ready this morning, I would have gotten here even earlier. I have to start sleeping again. I found a parking spot, and got my stuff out of my car. I pulled my iPod from my purse, put my earphones in, and started listening to Be Free by Papa Roach. This song fits perfectly.

"I'm sick and tired, or being sick and tired." I muttered to myself. I opened the library doors, and looked for a table. I collided with someone, and stuff fell to the floor. "I am so sorry. I wasn't even looking where I was going." I apologized. My earphones had fallen out, and turned off my iPod, and stuck it back in my purse. I crouched down, and started retrieving my things.

"It's cool. It's early, and we are forced to be at school; need I say more?" I heard the person reply. I looked up to see who it was. I had run into Tyler. How embarrassing. He handed me my notebook, and history book. I took them, added them to the pile in my arms. He offered his hand again, this time to help me up. I took it, gratefully. I smiled at him.

"Thanks." I said. He smiled back.

"Anytime." He replied. "So, what brings you here this early?" He asked.

"I couldn't sleep, so it's been an early morning." I replied. It's the truth. He nodded knowingly.

"I know how those are." He replied. "Well, I have some studying to do, so, I'll see you around?" He asked.

"Yeah, see you." I answered.

"Bye Bonnie."

"Bye Tyler."

I found a table, and pulled out a book. I was absorbed in my book, I didn't notice how much time had passed. The first bell rang, letting me know that I had ten minutes to get to class. I gathered my things, and put it in my bag. I picked up my bag, and headed out of the library to find Elena and Caroline. I walked through the hallway, until I reached Caroline's locker.

"Hey Bonnie." Caroline said brightly.

"Hey," said Elena.

"Hey guys." I replied. We talked until it was time to get to history. I am so glad that we have a new history teacher. It's a shame Damon killed Mr. Tanner, but Mr. Saltzman is the shiz. We got to class, and we took our usual seats. Caroline next to Matt, Elena next to Stefan, and I was behind Elena, and across from Tyler.

The rest of the day went by in a blur. Before I knew it, I was sitting at a table outside, with my lunch, waiting for everybody else.

"Hey." I looked up at the sound of someone's voice. It was Tyler, I seem to be seeing a lot of him today. I smiled at him.

"Hey yourself." I replied.

"Is this seat taken?" He asked.

"It is now." I replied. He sat down, and started to eat his lunch. I turned around at the sound of Caroline and Elena laughing. They were followed closely by Stefan and Matt. Hmm, I knew Stefan wasn't Matt's favorite person, but it's good that they are getting along. Everyone sat down, and the table was full.

"Caw." I heard a bird, and looked up. I felt a shiver make its way down my spine. I couldn't stop the shudder. I shook my head, and forced my attention the people at my table. Stefan's head followed my gaze, he too saw the crow. He glared, and looked away. So, there was truth to my dream. Damon could turn himself into a crow. I better join in the conversation, otherwise they will think that something is wrong.

"Bonnie." I turned to the person who said my name. It was Tyler. I raised my eyebrows in response, as I took a bite of my sandwich. "We're all going to the movies next Friday, you should come." He finished. I was a little taken aback. Tyler wanted me to go to the movies? It's with everyone else, it probably doesn't mean anything. I pushed the thought out of my head.

"Alright, I'll go." I agreed. He smiled, and went back to talking with Stefan and Matt. Caroline and Elena shared a knowing glance, and looked at me. I shrugged.

I mouthed, "What?" They both smiled, and shook their heads.

Do I really want to confront Damon? It's the last thing I need. But, if I don't… I have to, I just hope I can find the strength to do it. I should do it tonight. Stefan and Elena will be out, and Caroline…What to do about Caroline? Matt had asked her to see a movie tonight, but she declined, because we had plans. I can tell her to go to the movies with Matt, and that I will come over after. That way she can spend time with her honey, and I can get to the bottom of this… hopefully.

The bell rang, I guess lunch is over. I gathered my things, and started walking back towards the school.

"Bonnie!" Someone yelled. Maybe I should change my name. Well, maybe not. I turned around, it was Matt. I made my way over to him. What could he want?

"What's up?" I asked him. He smiled. "I just wanted to say that: Tyler isn't a complete ass all of the time. You should give him a chance." He said.

"Where did that come from?" I asked.

"I think he likes you, and I think that you too might work together." He finished. Oh. Okay.

"I see… Why did you think that, I thought, that he was an ass?" I asked.

"Well, most people do." He answered. I shook my head.

"Do you try to help Tyler get dates often?" I asked. He chuckled.

"No. I just, it's good that he is taking interest in someone that he can't push around." He said.

"Matt, you're sweet and Tyler is lucky to have you as a friend, but, if he likes me, he is going to have to say something himself. And, I know he isn't a complete ass… all of the time." I finished, with a smile.

"Fair enough." Matt finished. We walked to the school, and he opened the door for me. I thanked him, and ran into Tyler for the second time today.

"Sorry," I apologized. "I've got to stop doing that." I added, feeling heat rush to my ears. He smiled.

"No problem. I don't mind if a pretty girl wants to run into me." He added.

"Subtle." I said. He laughed.

"I've got to go to class." He nodded.

"See you." I said.

"Hope so." He replied.

I walked to French class, hopefully I can find Caroline. There she is, in her normal seat. She waved, I waved back. Thank God we have a sub. Madame Iott will be gone all week. I hate French. I sat down in the seat next to her, and moved to face her.

"Hey, I want to run something by you." I started. She nodded.

"Run away." She said with a chuckle.

"I know we are supposed to have our girls' night tonight, but…" I said. She cut me off.

"You, Bonnie Bennett, you are not canceling on me!"

"No! No, absolutely not." I replied. She let out of breath of relief.

"Good, then you may continue." She said.

"I was just going to say: that I know you don't get to spend a lot of time with Matt. So, why don't you go with him to the movie, and I'll come by after. You can call me when you guys are done." I finished. She sat in her seat quietly, pandering what I had said.

"Okay… but, are you sure it's okay?" She asked.

"Yes." I answered matter-of-factually. She pulled out her phone, and texted Matt.

"Okay, it's official. I will call you as soon, as we are done. You are such a good friend Bonnie." She exclaimed. I shrugged.

"I try." That's taken care of. Stefan and Elena are starting their date as soon as school lets out. I'll wait a half hour before I head over to the boarding house.

There is no backing up now. I was pulling into the Salvatore Boarding House driveway. I took a deep breath, it didn't help calm my nerves at all. Great. It's now or never. Come to think of it, I prefer the never, but if I don't go through with this, I'll regret it later. Here goes nothing. I turned off my car, and took my keys from the ignition. I opened my door, and got out. I walked over to the front door, and knocked. I can hear my heart pounding.

I can do this. I can do this. The door opened. Well, maybe not. The swung all the way open, and I saw who opened it. Damon. I looked at his face. He looks surprised. He quickly covers it, with his signature smirk.

"Well, if it isn't 'Bonnie the Teenage Witch.'" He said. My breath caught in my throat. His eyes, they are so cold. There is something else about them… They aren't as dangerous today. "Where are my manners?" He asked. "Please, come in." He finished. He opened the door wider, and I slipped in past him. He closed the door, and motioned for me to follow him the living room. I did. He walked over to the mantle, and poured himself some scotch. "Can I get you something to drink?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No." I replied. He sat down, and I followed suit. I sat across from him, not daring to sit any closer to him.

"Tell me, why are you here, Bonnie?" He asked. Only, it wasn't a question.

"I want to know why, Damon." I answered. He looked taken aback, I don't think he expected an answer. He took a drink of his scotch, taking his time. His eyes meeting mine. He is, perfect. If he weren't evil to the core, I would be falling over myself. I looked down, and fidgeted with my fingers. I looked up, again. He raised his eyebrows, and set his drink down. He perched his arms on his lap, and leaned forward. My breath caught, he takes my breath away. Focus Bonnie.

"Why, what?" He asked.

"Why did you attack me, Damon?" I clarified.

"Because you are human, and like other humans, you are merely a plaything." He answered. I took a deep breath.

"Cut the bullshit Damon. I want the answer." I hissed. He was surprised by my boldness.

"Well, first off, remember that I can kill you. And it wouldn't be a great loss to me, if you were dead. Second of all, don't piss me off, because you're starting to." He glared. "Thirdly, I wasn't actually trying to kill you. I wanted Emily dead. She didn't keep her end of the deal, so you got the benefit of my wrath." He finished.

"Yay me." I replied. He laughed.

"You weren't this talkative before." He observed. I sighed.

"Well, before I could remember what happened to me. I didn't wake up with a vampire trying to rip my throat out, and not know why. Or how I got there in the first place." I answered.

"I could see how that could be irritating." He agreed. "Still, I have to wonder, why you came all this way. Alone, when you knew no one else would be here. Which brings me to the question: why didn't you want to be here, while Stefan was here?" He asked.

"I had to do this on my own. And if I had told Stefan, do you honestly think that he would have let me come here?" I asked in response.

"No, you're right. You've got spunk." He observed.

"Thanks. And next time you feel like killing one of my ancestors, could you take it out on a tree or something?" I asked.

"A tree?" He asked, puzzled. "I'll try to refrain myself, no promises." He agreed. I stood up, and grabbed my bag. He stood up, confused.

"I have one last question, Damon." I announced.

"Which would be?" He coaxed.

"Why were you at my lunch table today?" I asked.

"You picked up on that, did you?" He asked. "Wait, how did you pick up on that? Did Stefan tell you?" I shook my head.

"No." I answered.

"Then how? Ooh, tell me, are you psychic? I've always wanted to get my palms read! Will you put on glasses and use your fake psychic voice, too?" He asked, jumping up a little, like a child about to see Santa Claus. I don't whether to laugh, or be scared. He definitely had the sense of humor, in the family.

"I saw it, in a dream." I explained. "I was dreaming about the night you attacked me. And you lunged at me. And Elena and Stefan disappeared. You told me, 'a little birdie says to follow the crow, and you will find the answer you seek.' Then you disappeared. And I heard a crow, and I turned around, and there it was. I followed it to the boarding house. Once I was in the door, the crow transformed into you." I finished.

"So, tell me, do you dream of me often?" He asked, smiling and batting his eyelashes. He would be the one person to just take that from everything I've said.

"Not when I can help it." I answered.

"You know you like it." He replied.

"The dreams I have of you, are nightmares." I finished.

"Damn Baby, that was cold." He said.

"You didn't answer my question Damon." I reminded him.

"I was checking up on you." He answered. What? Why would he check up on me? That doesn't make any kind of sense.

"What?" I said, still confused.

"I know I tried to kill you. But, I have been protecting you most of your life. And even though a certain someone didn't hold up her end of the bargain, it doesn't mean that I won't." He finished. Wow, okay I am officially past confused.

"You want to protect me?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, that's what I just said isn't it? No one believes me when I talk. You are just like Stefan. I tell him we should join the Amazing Race, and he didn't even acknowledge the thought." He says, shaking his head.

"Okay. Um, thanks." I said, quietly. With that I turned, and made my way back to the front door. I feel better, more confused, but better. I slammed into Damon. He held his arms out to steady me. I forgot how fast he was, which I shouldn't have. He looked me over, like he was inspecting me for injury. Odd. "What the hell Damon?" I ask him. He smiles.

"I wasn't finished yet." He explained.

"Okay." I replied.

"I don't think you dating Tyler is a good idea." He started, is he serious? "I mean, look how he treated Vicki." He finished.

"Why do you care if I chose to date Tyler?" I ask.

"I just said…" He started, but I interrupted him.

"Does it matter how he treated Vicki? Do I tell you who to date Damon? You hardly know me." I exclaim, exasperated.

"No. But you should wait for someone better." That's all he said. He dropped his arms, and got out of my way, and he opened the door for me. I walked out the front door, and he followed me to my car. "Red is a good color on you." He stated. What?

"What?" I asked.

"Red is a good color on you, and those jeans make your ass look: FABULOUS." He finished, with jazz hands. Seriously? What?

"Seriously though." He added. Wait, what? How did he? He was watching me this morning! I was thinking out loud when I was trying to decide between this pair, and a lighter pair. He is such a perv!

"Y-you!" I stammered.

"I what?" He asked.

"You were watching me this morning!" I accused.

"And what a lovely sight you were to see." He agreed. He gets under my skin!

"I would like to get under your skin." He replied. I looked up at him in horror.

"What!? I'm a guy. What do you expect me to say?" He asked.

"You're reading my thoughts." I said, infuriated.

"If you would quit broadcasting them, maybe I'd stop." He said with a smile. I glared at him, and tried to open my car door. He put an arm up to stop me. I looked up at him, still glaring. "Allow me." He said, and opened the door. As I climbed in, and put my seat belt on, he looked at me. He waited until I had started my car. "If it's any consolation, you are simply mouth watering. And I'm not just talking about your blood." He winked, and walked away.

My phone rang, it was Caroline, and she was heading back to her house for our girls' night. I pulled out of the drive way, and headed to Caroline's. I noticed a crow perched on the gate outside of the boarding house, as I drove off. Its eyes sparkled, it was laughing at me.

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