73. I can't
The dark haired girl jumped out of her car and slammed the door behind her. She stormed down the small path towards the large wooden door and knocked heavily against it. The young witch was furious. Power radiated off her and her hair seemed to be electrically charged as it flew in the air. "Damon!" she screamed at the closed door. "Are you kidding me, I know exactly that you've heard me! You better open that freaking door or I'll burn my way through it!" The door opened and revealed a smirking vampire. "Hello my dear, how may I help you?" he asked. She only glared at him before stopping through the door. He looked surprised after her and followed her into the living room. Seconds later he sat on an armchair and watched as she run back and forth. "I mean seriously! First you tell me that you hate me, then you ruin my date with Tyler and then you appear in the middle of the night in my room and then you don't talk with me for a week! Come on, what on earth is wrong with you? Really Damon, I just... I don't know what to..." Bonnie flopped down on the couch across from Damon and started tearing her hair. "Could you, please, just once, make a decision on what you want?" The vampire stared at her, surprised by the sudden change of emotions. One minute she was screaming at him and the next one she sat there almost crying. He walked over to the couch and sat down next to the girl.
"See?" He asked her. "That's it exactly." "That's what?" she answered confused. "I can't decide." He answered calmly. "Are you kidding me or what? I mean, whatever problem you've got, it can't be this difficult." She stated annoyed. "Well it is difficult." He snapped at her, turning away like a stubborn five year old kid. "What on earth is it?" The young witch pressed out through gritted teeth.
"I don't know it." "Oh my god!" She screamed at him. "Really? Are you dense or something?" "Calm down." The vampire answered and forced her back down on the couch, she just had jumped up from.
"I don't know what it is, but seeing you with that dog made me angry. I don't like you, but somehow you are all I think of. It is driving me crazy and I don't know what it is or what I can do against it." He rattled the words down like he had learnt them by heart and then watched the young witch sink down in her seat, her mouth hanging open and a shocked look on her face. "Oh…" She breathed.
"What?" He demanded annoyed, unable to understand her reaction. "That can't be true… I am dreaming… This is so not happening…" She was mumbling the words, while she pressed her hand against her temples, the eyes closed tightly as if she had a severe headache. "Please tell me this is a joke." She stated slowly, standing up and looking straight into Damon's eyes.
"Why should I? I am dead serious. Would you know please tell me what your problem is?" She sighed. "F*** Damon, you are jealous of my dates, you always appear around me and all you do is think of me? Are you dense or what? It can't be true, but I'd say you are crushing on me." She answered, her voice shocked and an unbelieving look on her face.
The vampire starred at her shocked. "I am not." He exclaimed. "I can't. I am supposed to be in love with Elena. Or even Katherine, but surely not you." "I know." She answered. "And that is exactly my problem!" And with those words she stormed out of the room and raced down the driveway, away from the vampire that was starring after her.
Later that night she was in her room, when suddenly two ice blue eyes appeared in front of her. Before she could react, a pair of lips was on hers and seconds later she was in the middle of a heavy make out session, only half of her brain registering that she knew exactly whose eyes and lips were with her.
When they pulled away she looked up at the vampire. "You can't." She exclaimed. "I know I can't." He answered smugly. "But I was never one to care if I can't or not." And then he leant down and kissed her again.