Author's Note: Happy reading! I tried to keep the chapter almost as long as the last one. Hope you like it! Please Review! Reviews=Happiness

I don't own Vampire Diaries or the characters , or the quote from Damon [though that would be awesome].
Music Credit: "Iris" - Goo Goo Dolls, "Sweet Dreams" - Beyoncé

Chapter 4:

'Every night I rush to my bed, with hopes that I'll get a chance to see you, when I close my eyes.
I'm going out of my head.
Lost in a fairytale, can you hold my hands and be my guide?'

I was back at the club. I was dancing with Jace again. His hands were on my hips, hugging me closer to him, making it easier to grind. His left hand slid down my leg, and rested on my knee. He slid it back up, until he was lifting my dress with it. His land lay on the very top of my thigh, dangerously close to sliding up too far.

I leaned my head back. I couldn't help myself. His touch is like a drug. I let out a small moan. I felt Jace smile behind me. He was breathing in my ear. Mmm, he should stop. I can't let myself lose control.

"Bonnie, I wondered what it was like… dancing with you. I saw you dancing with that plaything earlier. I had to try it for myself." It was Damon's voice. His voice made my heart skip a beat. Am I dreaming?

"Tell me is this a nightmare? Or, are you enjoying this?" He asked. I took a step forward, trying to leave the grind. He spun me around to face him. He pulled me closer. He grabbed my waist, then my hips, we were grinding again. Only this time, I was facing him. He let out a moan of pleasure. A moment later, I found out why. "Bonnie, I can make your fantasies a reality." He whispered.

I looked up at him. We stayed like that, I looked in his eyes, he looked in mine, dancing to the music.

The room shifted, I was back at Caroline's. I was lying down, in her bed, she was next to me. I could hear a tapping, like someone was throwing rocks at her bedroom window. I got up to see what it was.

It was Damon; he was tapping on the window with his beak. He was in crow form.

"Are you doing this?" I asked, as I opened the window. He flew inside and transformed back into himself.

"Doing what?" He asked.

"Controlling my dream," I replied. He smiled.

"Do you like it?" He asked. He stepped closer; I sat down on the bed, not trusting myself to stand this close to him. He walked toward me, until he was right in front of me. He wedged my legs open with his knee, so he could stand closer. I looked down, to see what I was wearing. I had on: one of Caroline's tee shirts, and some basketball shorts.

I let out a sigh of relief. He crouched down, and leaned forward, his face barely an inch away from mine. He kissed me. As soon as his lips touched mine, I was a goner. I couldn't move, I didn't want to move. He leaned forward, pushing me back onto Caroline's bed.

"No," I mumbled. I couldn't even understand myself. My lips were attached to his. I opened my mouth to protest again, and he slipped his tongue in my mouth. He was massaging mine with his. We stayed like that, his arms holding me, and our tongues dancing, his took the lead.

I pushed forward, as much as I could, and pushed him off of me. He slid underneath me. As I pushed forward, he brought me with him, making it so I was straddling his lap. His lips moved to my neck. I moaned, I couldn't hold it back any longer.

"No. Not here." I choked out. I finally found my voice. His face left mine. Caroline's walls melted and we standing outside of my house. Damon grinned at me wickedly.

"All you have to do is: invite me inside." He said., I shook my head.

"No. Not yet. I'm not entirely sure if I trust you." I explained. He put his hand to his heart, pretending to be hurt.

"You don't trust little, old me?" He asked. I nodded.

"That's right. Don't act so surprised, you tried to kill me last week." I replied.

"But, I wasn't trying to kill you. We've over this." He said.

"I know, forgive me for being weary. If you were me, would you trust you?" I asked. He pandered what I said for a moment.

"Good point." He agreed. "If I were you, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of… me." He said slightly confused.

"Of course." I agreed.

"So, where to?" He asked. I shrugged. "Ooh, I know." He said. Our surroundings changed again, and we were in Damon's room. I was laying on his bed, and he was on top of me. The weight of him makes it harder to breathe.

"Damon." I said. He looked at me.

"Yes, dearest Bonnie." He replied. I rolled my eyes.

"You are squishing me." I replied. He chuckled.

"No, I've got you right where I want you." He replied. With that he started tracing my bottom lip with his thumb. I stared into his eyes. He leaned forward, removed his hand, and replaced his thumb with his tongue. I breathe into his mouth. This feels so good, I'm trying so hard, not to close my eyes. I don't want his to disappear. I want to see him. his hand ran up my side, and clutched me to him. He pulled back, and smiled. "Do you still want to keep me from your dreams?" He asked. His hand was stroking my thigh.

"No." I gasped.

"Good." He replied.

He kissed me. Gently at first, then the kiss became demanding, urgent. His tongue fighting with my own. His hand slipped under my shirt. He traced my side, running his hand on the side of my bra strap. He shifted, so he was positioned in between my legs. I opened my legs wider, so he could fit easier. His free hand ran down my thigh, and toyed with the waistband of my shorts. My hand was under his shirt, clutching his back. My other hand was tracing the muscles in his arm. His hand moved deeper, it slid under my waistband.

"No." I gasped. "Stop." I said louder.

"You don't have anything to be afraid of. I'll protect you." Damon replied.

"Damon, stop." I said more forcefully. I moved my hand out of his shirt, and tried to push him off, I struggled to get free.

"What's the matter, Judgy?" He asked. He looked genuinely concerned.

"I'm not," I started, "I'm not ready." I stammered. I sat there, waiting for him to respond, still breathing heavily.

"Alright. We don't have to do anything else." He replied. I nodded, still trying to catch my breath. Damn, can that man kiss. He lifted his hand, and stroked my cheek. "I didn't realize that you weren't ready. I'm sorry." He apologized. "You're a virgin." He said. It wasn't a question. He just, knew.

"Yes." I replied. I got off of his bed, and started walking to the door.

"Witch." He said. I turned around. "Stay with me tonight." He finished. He got up, and walked over to me, he picked me up, as if I was his bride, and carried me to his bed. He laid me down, and laid beside me. I could feel myself drifting to sleep. Can you fall asleep in a dream? Am I still dreaming?

"Bonnie." I heard a voice say. "Bonnie! Wake up! You're phone's going off and I can't find it!" Caroline, when did she get here? I opened my eyes, I was back in Caroline's room. It was a dream. I smiled, then I realized what she was saying. I got out of bed, and tried to find my purse in the dark. There it is, I found the zipper, and pulled my phone from the front pocket.

'And I don't want the world to see me, 'cause I don't' think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.'

I looked at the Caller ID, it was Stefan. I grabbed my phone, and headed downstairs, so Caroline could go back to sleep. I hit the send button.

"Hey Stefan." I answered.

"Hey Bonnie, I hope I didn't wake you." He states. I chuckled.

"Well, technically Caroline did, when she told me she couldn't find my phone, and that it was ringing." I replied. He laughed.

"That wasn't my intention, I'm sorry." He apologized.

"No problem. Are you calling about the nightmares?" I asked.

"Yes." He replied.

"I didn't have one." I revealed.

"Really? That's fantastic, you don't know how relieved that makes me." He exclaimed. "Did you have fun with your girls' night out?" He asked.

"Yeah… Wait, how did you know we went out?" I asked.

"Elena and I headed over to Mystique to go dancing after we grabbed dinner. We saw you and Caroline. We also saw Damon." He confessed.

"Yeah, it was nice to have a night out. And, Damon behaved himself." I said.

"I was wondering about that. Did something happen between the two of you?" He asked.

"Why do you ask?" I asked in return.

"Because you seemed really comfortable around him, when you guys were singing karaoke together." He said.

"Oh, that. I went by the boarding house before we went out. I wanted an answer." I told Stefan.

"You what?!" He exclaimed. "You went to the boarding house alone? When you knew Damon was the only one there?" he asked incredulously.

"You wouldn't have let me go Stefan. So, I went alone, and I got the answers that I was looking for." I argued. He sighed.

"What did you want to know?" He asked.

"I asked him why he attacked me. And I asked him why he was at the school." I replied.

"What did he tell you?" Stefan asked.

"He told me that he was attacking Emily, and he didn't mean to hurt me. He said that he was going to continue to protect me." I explained.

"Damon never goes back on a promise." Stefan agreed. "What…" Stefan started, I cut him off.

"I don't have to tell you everything. I appreciate it, but some things I don't need to share with you." I told him.

"I understand, I don't like it, but I understand." Stefan admitted. "Bonnie, before you go…" Stefan started, but stopped.

"Yes, Stefan?" I asked.

"You have a great voice, I don't know why you hide it." He said. I blushed.

"Thanks. I think." I replied.

"And you looked great tonight. You should wear dresses more often." He added, making me blush again.

"Um, thanks." I said, again.

"I'll see you at school Monday." He said.

"Okay, bye Stefan." I replied.

"Night, Bonnie." He said, and hung up.

So, Stefan and Elena saw me and Damon singing together, great. She is going to be all over me. Stefan complimenting me, makes me feel weird. I appreciate it, it's nice to be complimented, but something about it…. Oh well. I walked back upstairs, and I crawled into bed with Caroline. I realized that I was wearing different pajamas that I was in my dream. I'm wearing Caroline's shirt, but I'm not wearing any shorts. Interesting.

I drifted off to a dreamless sleep.

I woke up to somebody calling me name, yet again. I felt someone's hand shaking my shoulder gently. I felt some one's arms around me, and that same someone cuddled up against my side. I opened my eyes, Tyler was shaking me. I raised my eyebrows.

"Hey." He said softly. He smiled down at me, I smiled back.

"Hey. What are you doing here?" I asked. I felt something moving, and I turned to see who snuggling me. It's Caroline. I forgot about how affectionate she was, when she was sleeping. Not that I mind it, it feels nice, having someone so close to me, when I'm sleeping. I feel safer. Her hand slid further down my side, clutching me to her. She wiggled closer.

"Bonnie," she said, still asleep, "on your back." She finished. I understand what she means, though. I roll onto my back, off of my side, and let her rest her head on my chest. Tyler grinned. I rolled my eyes at him.

"She's an affectionate sleeper." I explained.

"I see that." Tyler agreed.

"Do you want to talk somewhere else, so we won't wake Caroline?" I offered.

"That would probably be a good idea." He agreed.

I put my mouth closer to Caroline's ear, and began to whisper, "I'm going to go talk to Tyler. But I'm coming right back. Okay?" I told her.

"Yeah." She whispered. I gently picked up her arm, and laid it by her side. She moved her head, and I scooted over, farther across the bed. I put her body pillow on my place. As soon as it was there, she was snuggling up with it. I felt myself smile.

I lifted my legs out from underneath the blanket, and touched my feet to the floor. I'm glad she doesn't have hardwood floors in her room. Tyler extends a hand to me, and helps me up. I smile at him. He smiles back. He gaze moves downward, looking at my pajamas. He is making a curious face. I follow his gaze. Shit! I'm only in a tee shirt, and panties. I felt my face redden. He turned around, like a gentlemen. I picked up Caroline's basketball shorts off of the floor, and slid them on.

Tyler's POV

Wow. Bonnie and Caroline spooning, that enough to make any guy want to… Even when she wakes up, she looks perfect. I can't believe I just stared. I couldn't even say anything. She was standing there in her shirt and panties, and I just gaped at her. Thank God I turned around. I don't want her to think I'm a complete perv. Whether I am or not is irrelevant. Her shirt was pulled up just enough, so I could see her navel ring. I had no idea that she had one. Even if I hadn't wanted her before, I sure as hell do, now.

Bonnie's POV

I cleared my throat, and Tyler turned around. Wow, I am an embarrassment to myself. How hard is it to remember that I don't have anything covering my underwear?

"Do you want to talk in the office?" I asked. He shook his head.

"How about downstairs? Matt is waiting for us down there." He suggested, instead. I nodded, and I led the way. The sun was streaming in through the windows. I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only 7:14 in the morning. Damn, hadn't anyone told them about the 9 am courtesy rule?

If it's a weekend day, or during the summer, or break, you have to wait until AT LEAST 9 o'clock before making wake up calls. I dragged myself downstairs. I felt a shiver shoot through my body, it's cold down here. No wonder Caroline likes to cuddle. We made our way to the kitchen. I smelled coffee, and saw Matt talking with Ellie. Ellie heard us, and turned around.

"Morning." She said brightly. I smiled. She handed both Tyler and I a cup of coffee. "I'll leave you to talk." She stated. She grabbed her own cup of coffee, and walked away. I turned to face Matt and Tyler.

"So, what do I owe to this VERY early visit?" I asked. Matt looked at Tyler, I guess he is the designated speaker.

Matt's POV

This is going to be awkward. How do I come out and ask: why were you with Damon last night? I mean, I'm pretty sure that he isn't a good guy. Not after he treated Caroline. Tyler nodded at me, he wants me to do the talking. Thanks Ty. I look over at Bonnie, she is just standing there, waiting. She brings her coffee mug to her lips, and sips. She shivers and sets it down on the counter in front of her. It is kind of cold here. If I weren't wearing my jacket, I would probably feel it.

But she's only wearing a tee shirt and shorts. I'm pretty sure that the clothes are Caroline's. Her shirt isn't pulled down the entire way. Wow, she isn't wearing a bra. I shouldn't be thinking about this. But, when it's cold, you can tell. I can see the outlines through her shirt. Tyler cleared his throat. What? Oh, yeah.

Bonnie's POV

"We saw you Caroline at the club last night." Matt blurted out. Oh, so this is what this is about. It makes sense now.

"Okay. And?" I replied.

"I don't think it's a good idea for you to hang out with Damon." He said.

"Really? And why is that?" I asked.

"Because of what he did to Caroline. He isn't a good guy, Bonnie." He argued. Matt is sweet. But really doesn't know the half of it. I know that Damon isn't known for being a good guy. But he doesn't know the rest, either.

"I know he has a questionable past, Matt. I'm not stupid. Please don't insult my intelligence. Caroline is one of my best friends." I replied. That came out harsher than I planned. I hope he doesn't take it the wrong way.

"I'm not trying to, Bonnie. But, I care about you. I've known you ever since we were kids. We've always been able to talk, and I wanted to talk to you about this. I didn't mean to belittle your intelligence." He replied. Wow, Matt, he is making this hard. I can never tell him. Tell him that I'm a witch and that Stefan and Damon are vampires, or what happened to Vicki.

"I know, Matt. I know that you want what's best for me, but I wish that you would let me decide what that is for myself. I know you've heard about the bad things, but you haven't heard any of the good things. Do you think that I would ever be with anyone who treated me badly?" I reasoned.

"No. I don't."

"Alright then. Please don't jump down my throat about Damon. He is just a friend, if you can even call him that." I finished. Matt nodded, and drank some of his coffee.

Tyler cleared his throat. I forgot that he was in the room. That must have been awkward for him. I'm either insane, or Tyler has a thing for me. I'm not involved with anyone. But if I were, as much as I like Tyler, it would be Damon. We have something, something I can't explain. But I only feel it when I'm with him. I don't know if it could be described as chemistry, or even lust. It's… spark.

"So, now that we've made things awkward, do you want to hang out later?" Tyler asked, addressing his question to me.

"Um, I'm not sure if that's a good idea." I said.

"Why not?" He asked. Does he really want to hear the answer?

"Because, I think it would mean something different to you." I answered. He nodded. He looks like he is at a loss for words. But he nodded.

"We could just go as friends, and we could go with Matt and Caroline." He tried. I shrugged.

"Alright, but no funny business." I joked. I finished the rest of my coffee, and put my mug in the sink. "I'm going to go back to sleep. I'll see you guys later?" I asked. They nodded.

"Around 5?" Matt asked. I nodded.

"Sounds good." I agreed.

"We'll meet you two here." Tyler added. I nodded. Ellie came back downstairs, she winked at me. She had heard what we said, at least part of it.

"We can talk in here, Tyler." She told Tyler. I raised my eyebrows at him.

"My dad wanted me to run some stuff by her." He explained. I nodded. Ellie turned around, so she was facing all of us.

"Damon is a good man, he is a lot better then you give him credit for." She announced to Matt and Tyler. Woot! Go Ellie! I smiled at her. She smiled back. I made my way back upstairs. I crawled into bed with Caroline. I moved the body pillow, and I took its place. Sure enough, Caroline snuggled up right next me, and wrapped her arms around me. This is nice. My mom used to hold me when I got nightmares. Since she died, this is as close as I get. I put my arms around her, and drifted to sleep.

Stefan's POV

I cannot believe him! how could he do this? Hasn't he hurt her enough? I never understand what he is up to, until it's too late. I raced up the stairs, and into Damon's room. He should have just left Bonnie alone. I promised Elena that I would protect her. How can I do that when Damon is filling her head with lies, and pulling her strings. Except, I don't think that he is. Bonnie wouldn't fall for something like that.

"Mmm." I heard Damon moan. Wait, Damon is moaning? I pressed my ear to his door. I can't hear anyone else in the room with him. I creaked his door open. I peered inside. He is just asleep. What is he dreaming about? Do I want to know? No, I don't think that I do. "Bonnie." I heard him mumble. He moaned again. Great, maybe this is more than just a mind game. "Love everything about you." Damon muttered. He really was dreaming.

"DAMON!" I yelled. He stirred, but didn't wake up.

"Stefan, you can't see this. Get out of my room." He scolded. Still talking in his sleep. I walked over to his bed. I shook him roughly by the shoulders.

"Damon. Get the hell up. Now." I told him. He gasped, and sat up.

"Well, hello to you too, Gorgeous." He said.

"What were you doing at the club last night with Bonnie and Caroline?" I demanded.

"It's called singing. Specifically, karaoke. I rather enjoyed it. I'm rethinking The Amazing Race. Now, I'm considering saying goodbye to Mystic Falls, and hello to American Idol. I know Simon will just LOVE me." Damon replied.

"I'm serious Damon. What game are you playing?" I asked him.

"That's for me to know, and for you to: dot, dot, dot." He responded. I glared at him. He sighed, and got out of bed. He walked past me, when I saw it.

"Damon, is that really necessary?" I asked.

"What baby bother?" He asked me. I gestured at his crotch. "Oh, that. I can't help that. It's morning." He explained.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked.

"Dude it's morning. You're of the male species… at least I think you are. But if you weren't, it would make so much sense." He replied. I glared at him. "It's morning-wood Stefan. Do I have to spell it out to you?" He taunted.

"No. But, why did you get one, while you were dreaming of Bonnie?" I asked.

"Well, whenever a male finds a female attractive. It does things to his body. And…" He started, but I cut him off.

"No shit, Sherlock. I thought you lower yourself but having feelings for humans. Or as you refer to them as your 'playthings.'" I finished. He scoffed, and placed a hand over his heart.

"Me? You think that I have feelings for playthings?" He asked.

"You have feelings for Bonnie. You said that you loved everything about her while you were sleeping." I finished. "And she is what you would call a 'plaything'." I added. Damon growled.

"Bonnie is NOT a plaything." He snarled. He threw me against the wall, and held me there with his hand. "Don't ever talk about her like that again. Do you understand dear brother?" He asked.

"Yes." I gasped. His hand released me. He walked downstairs. "Damon!" I called after him.

"What Stefan?" He asked, sounding almost bored.

"I didn't realize how important she was too you. I'm sorry." I apologized.

"You better be." He said with a smile.

"And I would appreciate it, if you didn't try to turn her against me with every chance that you get." He added. I nodded. "And, sorry I lost my temper with you back there." He said, waving his hand over his head, nonchalantly. I nodded, again. Damon lowered his voice as he spoke. "Stefan, I've never felt this strongly about someone. Even with Katherine. She was…. I'm not sure what she was. I loved her, but with Bonnie, I don't know. I just want to be close to here. I hate myself, knowing what I almost did to her." He finished. "When I'm with her, everything is better. I don't know how else to explain it." He added. I nodded.

"It's okay to love someone else, Damon." I assured him. He turned his head, and stared at me.

"I'm not sure if that's what it is. I just know that I can't be without her."

Please review! Tell me what you think! Hope you liked it! I'm adding a twist to the next chapter. I added a lot of P.O.V. changes to this chapter, but I thought it needed it. : )