Best Friend
Pt 7 - Promises
R-M
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Present Day...
Damon lay in bed with Bonnie on his chest. He had been awake a while. He just missed the feel of waking up with her next to him. Her naked body, softly pressed against his, and he just wanted to be inside of her again. She was addicting since the first time. He noticed how her hair was cut shoulder length now. He moved it out of her face and stared at her.
He sat in bliss for an hour or so holding her. Until she woke up. When she woke up she didn't say much but he could feel the difference in her breathing and heartbeat. He noticed she didn't admit to being awake. "You regret me now, or what?" He asked sullenly.
"No." she said quietly.
"Do you even remember last night and this mornin'?"
"I do. I'm just, contemplating the best way to get out of bed so I can head home."
He shook his head. "That's it then? You just let me make you holler all night until the sun damn near rises and you already wanna run away from me?"
"Damon, it's not like that."
"It ain't? B'cos every time you come home it's the same game. You let me love you, and then you leave. When you gone stop runnin' bird? Huh? When you gone realize I'm your home, this is your home? When you gone let me fulfill my promise to you?"
"I'm not doing his with you, Damon. We can't keep doing this. This was the last time." She sat up and her naked body was on display until she grabbed his button up and put it on. He snatched her body back to his and gave her the angriest face. "Let me go, Damon. I'm serious."
"Serious as last night? Huh? Serious as my mouth on your pussy? Serious as me makin' you call my name? Serious as tellin' me you love me?"
"I care about you Damon, but that's it. I'm not here for you. I'm here for my momma, and I'm going back to Cali."
"Cali?" He shook his head at her pulling her back and ripping the shirt off her. He wrestled her body until she was underneath him and he put himself between her legs. He was adjusting be inside of her yet again. "I'm not gone let you leave this time. I'm not gone let you walk away from me."
"Stop, Damon. You can't just... I'm not your property." She said as he held her hands above her head and worked himself to push inside of her again. "Damon, why? Why can't you just accept that it's over?" Once inside of her, Bonnie adjusted herself to him, feeling complete with him inside of her. Regardless of what she was saying, there was nowhere she'd rather be.
"You want me to accept somethin' I got no control over, no answers to? You want me to accept the way you look at me and touch me and hold me, and tell me you love me, and then act like those things don't happen?" He pushed inside of her making her moan. "You want me to accept that every time I'm inside of you, my life feels perfect. Then the second I pull out, you gone act like you ain't never loved me?" All the while she was moaning, until she stopped him.
"I want you to accept, that you hurt me not once, but twice, plus few careless mistakes. That second time, Damon, you held onto for years before you were honest. You made a fool of me Damon. You lied and you weren't there to pick up the pieces afterwards. My momma of all people was. You-"
"Shut up." He said continuing his motions, pushing himself inside of her. He exposed the feelings she tucked away, then he forced them to the surface. "I love you Bonnie. I fuckin' love you. Stop fighting me and us." He said as he passionately hit her spots. She was crying and moaning and it was all coming down on her, and he forced it every time. He forced her to remember and feel how in love they were, and she was back to being the young girl who loved him. "You know why you, cryin' its b'cos you know I'm right. You belong with me. You ain't never been happier. And don't nobody, love your body like me, baby." He said and grunted heavily turning making love into fucking.
"Damon, please, stop making me need you." She said looking him in his pained blue eyes.
"No. I'm not stopping until you come home and quit running from the pain." He looked her desperately in the eyes and her tears became his tears and he held her. "You love me?"
She nodded her head crying.
"Then say it."
She shook her head. He buried his face in her neck and repeated his motions rougher until he came inside of her and he was grunting loudly, making her moan passionately into his open mouth. He gripped her tight, holding her in his arms and crying. Damon lay naked on top of Bonnie crying real tears into her neck and shoulder. He squeezed her, forcing her to be just as emotional. They both lay there an emotional mess for a few minutes before he got off her without looking at her, and she rolled over without looking at him.
He got up and they sat on opposite sides of the bed, wiping tears. She went for her clothes which she had to search for, once she found them she put them on without speaking. He watched her move around, not bothering her. Just letting his eyes follower everywhere her body went. He thought to speak, but he didn't have the words. Her vibe was cold, and she walked around looking for his bathroom. She had never been here, to this place before.
"Second door in the hallway on the right."
She headed for the bathroom without looking at him. She was inside for a few minutes and he grabbed her phone. She had something like seven texts and he wanted to know who they were from, so he tried figuring her code out while she was in the bathroom. He was never ashamed of what he did nor did he try to hide it. He kept trying when she came out of the bathroom, and she grabbed her phone. "You won't figure out this code."
"Oh yeah, why's that?"
"Because for once the sequence of numbers has nothing to do with you and me."
"Wow, so what someone more important came along?" She didn't say anything. He just sat there and stare at her. The entire air around them was sullied with the hours of their love making and their tension. "Oh, is that a yes?"
"Damon, there is someone more important in my life now. He's gorgeous. He's kind, and loving and every moment I spend with him, I know there's nothing I'd rather do in this world than to make him happy. He is everything to me. And I know, he'll never leave me." She said with a straight face.
He stares at her some more and stood up, and looked her in the eyes. "I'll tell you what, when I see him, I'll believe it. Until then, it's always gone be me."
She walked away from him dialing a number on her phone.
She of course was speaking of Dylan, and he of course was in denial any man had come along that could come remotely close to sharing their connection. He watched her as she grabbed her phone and dialed Ginny. Ginny picked up in no time.
"Hey, where are you?"
"Oh gosh, I've been with Stefan. Since last night. We just kind of hung out and now I'm about done eating breakfast. But I have a killer headache."
"Okay, where you at?"
"Some diner."
"I know where you are, I'll come to you, soon as I call a ride, and we can head back to my Mom's house."
"Mom?" Damon said laughing at her California accent.
"Okay, sweetie." Ginny hung up and Bonnie looked through her phone.
"I'll give you a ride." Damon told her.
She looked at him and nodded her head. She was almost speechless. He had gotten in her head again. He walked her to his truck and opened the door for her, helping her up. Once inside he proceeded to talk to her as if things were normal. "So how's work?"
"Good." She said looking out her window.
"Yeah? You meet any big clients, recently?"
"Yeah, actually. I just started working with Serena and Venice Williams. My, uhh" she wanted to say fiancé, but refrained, "my friend introduced us. He's a sports agent." She forgot she had a fiancé.
"Damn girl. That's big time. No wonder you wanna stay in California. You makin' all that money. Livin' fancy, making celebrity friends. They say money buys happiness in some cases. You think it's true?"
"I'm not staying because of the money. I need the stability. I have a (son) job and friends." She didn't admit to her son. "No one is leaving me. Except maybe Ginny, when she travels for ball. But for the most part, she's there."
"You gone hold that over my head forever?" He asked.
"Damon, I'm not holding anything over your head."
"Damon, huh? No more Doodle?"
"Doodle, is a childhood nickname."
"Which you, called me well into adulthood." She changed the subject and without remorse.
"Stefan told me you're leavin' Georgia. Why?"
"Well, I lived in Georgia, temporarily, Birdie. Wasn't no permanent thing. I was there, then Iraq, than Korea, then Texas, and back to Georgia. It's not like I was there the whole time I was gone."
"But she was there with you. She lives there right?" Damon knew who she was speaking of. He regretted ever bringing her home to Sheila's funeral, and how Bonnie found out about her.
"Yeah, she lives there now. I don't." Bonnie shook her head at him. "I'm buyin' a house in Virginia. I'm buyin' a house and I'm gone plant my seeds where I was raised." She looked at him in shock. She was surprised. He was so mobile the past eight years, he became unreliable.
"I'm surprised. You ain't been still in eight years."
"I know, but, I realized I just couldn't be without the people that meant most to me. So I did my two deployments and my time. I'm on leave now, for a few more weeks, trying to transition. So, when I go back, I'm not gone sign my re-enlistment contract. Especially, if I have every reason in the world to stay here."
"Damon, I thought you loved the Army. I thought, you loved your job."
"I do. But, something's ain't worth, losing everything for. Besides, I got my GI Bill, my VA loan, and opportunities. Things I didn't have eight years ago, when I was just some boy, tryna be a man. I got real world experience Birdie, combat time, connections, and I'm very disciplined now. Ain't no more factory jobs for me, breakin' my back. I went up there and I became a man. Like I said I would do. I kept my promise." He looked at her while he drove and made her uncomfortable. She knew why he said all he said. She knew why he did it. But it was too little too late, right?
"That's good for you Damon. I'm happy." They pulled up to the Diner, and Ginny and Stefan waited for them to come in. They walked in looking like they had been exhausted. Ginny and Stefan joked as they walked up and kept laughing.
"What's so funny?" Damon asked.
"Aw, nothin' I was just tellin' Ginny what the walk of shame looked like." He said again making Ginny laugh.
"Uh, no. We didn't... we slept. All night." She said.
"That hickie on your neck, says otherwise."
"What?" Bonnie shouted angrily. "Where?"
Ginny stood up and touched said hickie. "That looks fresh, like a couple of hours ago."
"Well, it's not. It's-"
"Shut up Birdie. Quit lyin' to your "bestie." Bff's don't lie to each other." Damon said arrogantly. "Ginny, when you get back to Abby's house, be sure to ask her where the other ones are. The inner thigh is her favorite place."
"Got damnit, Damon." She said hitting him. "Stefan, can you please take Ginny and me home? We must get ready for the dinner with my momma tonight. I'm helping her cook."
"Say it ain't so. You cook Birdie? No more burning eggs?" He said laughing.
"You know, I'm so sick of you today." She said to him. "Stef, is that okay?"
"Sure, let me pay for the food and I'll meet y'all in the lot."
"Thank you Stefan. I really appreciate your hospitality." Bonnie said.
"You talk funny. I'on't like it." Damon said, making Ginny laugh. Bonnie rolled her eyes at him and he smirked, standing in the middle of the diner. "Little Bird, I'm gone pick you up tomorrow, for church."
"Damon?"
"Ten am. Ginny your more than welcome to come too."
"I'd love too. Gives me a reason to dress like a proper young lady."
"Perfect. It's a date. I'll make sure to give Stefan a bath so he can look like a proper fella for the Lord. Hell, let's make it the whole damn family." Damon said laughing at himself. He up and walked back out to his truck. Bonnie followed him waiting for Ginny who waited inside for Stefan.
"Damon, you and I can't do this. It was a one-time thing. Last night was the last time."
"You mean an hour ago, was the last time. Or maybe a few hours ago. We did things well past last night." He said holding her between him and his truck.
"No." she pushed him off her.
"And why should I believe you this time." He asked her, and she held up her hand. Showing him her ring. "The hell is that?" He looked at it like it wasn't shit. Even though it was a beautiful ring.
"I'm engaged Damon." His whole face dropped. He started shaking his head. "It's true. So, you and I can't do this anymore. I'm gonna marry this man, and I can't keep running back to you every time you call me."
"Oh, you gone marry him? B'cos you love me too much?" He laughed.
"That's not what I said!"
"That's what I heard. You marryin' him so you don't have to be worried about havin' to run back to me. The man that loves you more than any man ever will."
"It's official Damon. I'm taken."
"You mean like when you was taken by Kol?" He laughed. "We both know how that went."
"You'll never understand, what I feel inside, Damon. So, don't try to analyze it."
"So, you came here? Made love to me, and you had a fiancé? We made love seven times. Let's not count how many times, I made you call my name. I'm guessin' he ain't shit. That's all I gotta say. I'm picking you up for church tomorrow. Be ready at ten or I'm draggin' you out kickin' and screamin' so if I was you, I'd just be ready." He kissed her forehead and got in his truck. Completely ignoring her news of having a fiancé, and treating it like it was junk mail. Throwing it away and not even showing concern for it.
"Damon, I-"
"We ain't gone be late for church, baby girl, so don't stay up too late tonight." He smiled at her and drove off, leaving her speechless.
.X.
Bonnie sat at the table eating lunch with her mom and Dylan. Ginny was laying her hangover off so she could feel better by dinner. Bonnie and Dylan were laughing and she was watching him spit out rice pudding. "How can he not like this? I loved it as a child."
"You got him exposed to all that healthy stuff. You know children need to have regular food."
"Momma, he eats regular food. I cook him all kinds of things. It's not my cooking, it's just that, you know who, orders take out all the time. Healthy, gluten free, and none-dairy vegan food. It's not me. When I work late, Dylan eats with him. When he works late Dylan eats what I cook. I mean, I leave leftover in the fridge, but he's so, into these trendy diets."
"Sounds like you and your fiancé spend a lot of time apart. That can't be good for Dimitri. I mean Dylan."
"It's called work momma. It's my livelihood."
"But him, he's always gone Bonnie. You are alone, and he's gone a lot. It wasn't okay for Damon, but it's okay now? May as well stayed with Damon. That's who you love, right?"
"Suddenly, you're an advocate for Doodle. I'm fine momma. Truth be told, I'm okay with it. Gives me and Dylan a lot of time with each other. And he eats my home cooked food. That I don't burn anymore." She said laughing.
"Yeah, well, I didn't spend years, teachin' you how to not burn eggs, so my grandson could eat mush." Bonnie sat silently and smiled. "So you gone tell me what's got you smilin' today? Or should I take a wild guess?"
"Momma I'm fine. Just had a good night with Ginny, is all."
"So good you didn't come home?"
"Momma, really it was just Ginny and Stefan hit it off. They drank each other under the table. You know he made plans to take her to the rodeo this coming week? Like a date." Bonnie said. "And some how she's going to bartend, at the B.I. a few nights. It's crazy, I never would've imagined my LA friend would fall in love with Virginia."
"What's not to love? It's a beautiful, family oriented place."
"Mystic Falls is a small town, and too many people are in ya business." She said narrowing her eyes at her mother.
"So what, we all got each other's backs. It ain't like LA, where folks'll turn on you if you ain't wearin' the right color for the season." Abby spoke exaggeratedly.
"Oh momma, quit bein' so extra. I swear, you are so old fashioned and paranoid."
"Hmm, yeah. Okay. I went there and folks looked at me like I was a damn Gypsie, b'cos I wear long skirts."
"And boots momma. You wear long skirts and boots, in the summertime in LA, with scarves and long sleeves."
"I'm the daughter of a pastor. That ocean weather wasn't exactly California warm."
"Oh momma. Anyway, Stefan and Ginny hit it off and I mean, the night went... smoothly" she hesitated, remembering how Damon left his hand prints on the cheeks of her backside. She cleared her throats at her guilty thoughts, losing herself remembering what he felt like, and was caught off guard by her mother as she daydreamed.
"I'm not gonna ask where you stayed, since Stefan brought y'all home. I'm just gonna urge you to re-evaluate what you want versus what you think you need. Your son, is here, and I kind of think it's a good time to get to know his father."
"Momma, you were right years ago. He abandoned me. He left me and he didn't look back. Then he came back and he was different, he couldn't even look me in the eye and be honest."
"I was wrong. Okay Bonnie. He was young, and afraid, and he ain't perfect. It was very wrong of me to push what I went through with your daddy, onto you and Dimitri. I mean, he was a good kid, and I was hard on him because I saw your father all over again. It was wrong. Do you understand me? I was wrong!" Abby was he reason Damon didn't say good bye.
"So suddenly, you think I should open myself up, to him? Again."
"I think you should reconsider everything that happened back then, and judge him based on his heart."
"And just forget, I have a fiancé?"
"A fiancé, ain't a husband. You have a right to let your son know his father, and if your fiancé can't handle it, maybe he's not the man for you. But you can't allow him to sign any adoption papers, until you talk to Dimitri's birth father."
"He ain't got no birth father. You were in the delivery room with me."
"Because Baby. He didn't know." Abby sighed feeling helpless. Bonnie stopped talking about it and decided to get ready.
"Momma, I have a lot to think about okay? I'm gonna shower, can you hang out with Dylan?"
"Sure." Abby finished feeding her grandson and Bonnie walked up to the room and started sorting through her computer. She went through pictures and emails of she and Damon, and between them. Then she found ultrasound pictures. Dylan's and Baylee's. Dylan's ultrasounds that Damon had never seen. Ultrasounds of his children. Things she held on to, because after Damon missed Baylee's funeral, she had no reason to give him any parts of his daughter. She cried silently staring at the ultrasound pictures. She became angry every time she looked at them. Even when her nerves calmed down, and she thought she found peace with her daughter's death, she would be triggered by the emotions she felt when she dealt with it all without him.
Those pictures symbolized a loss and a pain she didn't have closure on, and a part of why she was so angry at Damon.
8 years ago...
"Bonnie, you going to Damon's basic training graduation, is the right thing to do." Sheila said.
"Well, grams, I just think he deserves to know he's gone be a daddy. If it wasn't for the baby, I wouldn't be goin' to see him."
"You still not takin' his calls?"
"Nope. Why should I? He left me, and didn't say anything. Then it took him almost two months to call me. I'm just angry, and I deserve to be."
"Of course you do. But don't hold on to anger. Okay, I did it for years, your momma did it. Let's just break the cycle, and rely on Dimitri some."
"My momma can't even look me in the face. I can't look me in the face. I'm postponing my first year of college, and he gets to go on with his life, leavin' me behind. It's not fair."
Sheila grabbed her hurt granddaughter and hugged her. "Let it go Bonnie, the pain. We gone get through this. That's what family does." Bonnie cried as she hugged her grams. Stefan stopped by with G to pick up Bonnie and head to the airport.
.X.
"Hey bird, how's our lil baby bird doin' today?"
"Just turning my stomach in knots. I can't hardly look at food Stefan."
"Well, look what I brought you. Your favorite." He handed her a pack of candy.
"Starburst berries, thank you. I'mma need somethin' to suck on." She hugged him.
"I can't even tell your pregnant."
"I ain't that far along yet. Only four months."
"He's gone be excited, Bird. He's gone be so happy." Stefan said as they sat in their seats getting ready for the plane to take off.
.X.
The ceremony was the next day. Bonnie got herself dressed up and put on a dress wearing her hair down. The way he liked. She was nervous to see him for the first time in sixteen weeks. She walked through the crowd and they found a seat near the front. The ceremony was surprisingly shorter than she thought but still long. Her stomach was startin' to turn. She held it in for about thirty minutes until she heard Damon's name called. For the first time in months she saw him, walk across the stage and he looked different. His face was so clean shaven. He gained about fifteen or more pounds of muscle and he just looked... handsome.
She promised herself not to fall for him or his looks. She promised herself she'd just be supportive, give him the news and leave unscathed. The second she heard his name she stood up and started clapping, because she couldn't help how proud of him she felt in that moment. He spotted her and tried not to grin, but her beautiful face forced a smirk from him and they made eye contact for a few seconds, of blissful forgetfulness. Then two seconds later, Bonnie ran out of the auditorium and barfed on the side of the building. She allowed herself a few minutes to catch her breath. He noticed her leaving in a hurry even though he wasn't supposed to be focused on anything until after the ceremony.
As she stood outside trying to keep it together, she needed a moment to just cry a little. So she shed a few tears outside, and before she knew it, the soldiers were marching in cadence with their Drill Sergeants. Yelling what she heard to sound like military chanting. She had no idea, she'd never seen anything like it before. Once almost two hundred soldiers marched out, they dispersed, and families came out afterward. She wiped her mouth and her tears and grabbed gum from her purse and began chewing to rid her mouth of the stomach acid taste she threw up. Suddenly two strong arms reached from around the backside and squeezed her. Her body tensed, she hasn't felt him in ten weeks. She turned to him and those beautiful blue eyes gave her the look she was afraid of, and just like that she was putty.
"Baby girl, thank you for comin' thought you wasn't gone make it. I'm..." he looked at her and got emotional, "I'm so happy to see you." He locked her mouth in a kiss before she could reject the idea, and before she even spoke a word and he was claiming her. She pulled back wanting to slap him, but she couldn't, not in that uniform, with his hat, and his freshly pressed ASU's on. She just smiled.
"G, Stef. Thanks for comin' this means everything to me. I ain't seen nobody in months. I mean, you don't know how hard it is to be out here alone, without y'all."
"But you did it son. You did it and I'm proud." G grabbed Damon and hugged him the way a father holds his son, and Stefan followed through with a hug. Damon rubbed Stefan's hair messing it up.
"Little brother, you look like you need to lay off the beer." Damon said, smiling.
"Not a chance in hell. Speakin' of which, let's go eat so I can buy you a beer." After a little mingling and meeting some of Damon's basic training buddies, they all left and went onto dinner. Bonnie was introduced to everyone as his girlfriend, but she didn't say a whole lot. She wasn't sure how to feel about everything. Especially how much he'd changed. She just allowed him to enjoy his night before they went back to the hotel.
They got back, he and Bonnie had their own room with two beds. He walked in quietly behind her and she just peddled gently to the furthest bed and sat down putting her feet up. He walked over to her and took her heels off. "You look awfully pretty today. When I saw your face, in the crowd, I 'bout cried."
"Yea. I'm really proud of you." For months she's been holding onto anger, and for some reason she didn't feel right being angry. She just wanted to let it all go, and not even tell him about the baby. She regretted coming and seeing his new life. She was happy yet overwhelmingly annoyed, that he found a life way from her.
"You came. I must admit, I'm shocked. You ain't been takin' my calls or responding to messages I have Stefan send you."
"Yeah, I've been busy. Getting ready for college, and my birthday." She lied. She had no birthday plans, and she was pushing college back a year.
"I'm proud of you too Birdie. I mean, you goin' off to college and leavin' me."
"Me leave you? That's funny, b'cos I could swore you left me. Matter fact, you ain't said nothin' to me. You left, without a word. You made love to me, one last time, good for you. You got to get me to spread my legs once more," she was yelling now. "before you left me!"
"Naw, it wasn't like that."
"Then what was it like, huh?"
"Baby girl?" He walked to her and tried to comfort her and she pushed him away,
"No. You don't get to touch me you son of a bitch! Don't baby girl me either."
"Whoa, whoa. Watch your mouth." He said grabbing her.
"Don't touch me. You bastard. You left me. You didn't come to my graduation, or hear my speech. You weren't there when I walked across the stage, and received my diploma. But I'm here for you, ain't I?""
"Baby, I'm sorry. I did this for us."
"No. You did this for you. You ain't do a damn thing for me. You know how I felt about you joinin.' My daddy's already gone, Damon. He was never there for me, before he died. Now you go and be just as STUPID!" She yelled forcing him to pull her body roughly off of the bed.
"You just call me stupid?"
"I did. Jack ass!" She screamed.
"Now, you gone need to calm it on down in this hotel, b'fore we get kicked out." He said holding her arms tight.
"You're hurting my arms. Let go." She said with a straight face and eyes that pierced through him, like daggers. He hadn't realized he was too rough but once he did he immediately let go.
"I'm sorry. I just don't have the words baby. I wanted to tell you for a month, but I couldn't. I couldn't break your heart."
"You knew for a month? You knew before prom? You knew, when me and Kol was hangin' out, and you selfishly pursued me, so I wouldn't be happy with someone else, knowin' you was gone leave me! You selfish son of a-"
"Don't finish that sentence."
"Shut the hell up."
"Birdie, watch your mouth! It's just me. You ain't gotta yell."
"That's easy for you to say. I put off UCLA, for you. You couldn't let me go to California, could you? I accepted VT, and rejected a perfectly nice boy because you were tryna fill my head with promises Damon Dimitri Salvatore. You were tryna, make me believe we was about to be happy and together." Her pain was emanating off of her skin in the form of heat and she was getting worked up. He knew he was wrong, and it was his fault for waiting so long to tell her. He couldn't even blame Abby, because had he told her sooner, Abby wouldn't have been able to gridlock him out of saying good bye to Bonnie. So he refrained from throwing her mother under the bus.
"We can be happy together. I'm gone be able to visit you on weekends, at VT sometimes. And we can spend some together when I can."
"No."
"Why?"
"I wont be at VT, Doodle."
"What, why, you goin' to LA?" He asked praying she'd say no.
"No, I'm putting off school for a year. Then I'm goin' to a community college later."
"Why, baby girl? Don't do that, I'll be done in the Army by the time your done in school, and we gone be together. Me and you." He said holding her arms.
"Oh yeah, and what do you suppose I do with my baby, while I'm all the way in Blacksburg? Huh? My momma lives in Mystic Falls." She said pushing away from him.
"Baby? What baby, Birdie? Whatchu talkin' 'bout?"
"Oh yeah, by the way... Damon Dimitri, I'm with child. Sixteen weeks pregnant. You're gonna be a daddy!" She said quickly, with no emotion. She turned to go to the bathroom and locked the door, leaving him with his thoughts. He sat on the bed, takin his jacket off and his white button up. Removing his hat and only keeping on his dog tags, and ASU dress pants. He waited a few minutes and walked over to the bathroom, knocking on the door. He could hear her softly crying inside.
"Baby girl, open the door please. Come on, let me hold you. Talk to me please."
"Go away Doodle."
"No. I won't. Come on, I ain't seen you in over four months. This is the longest I've gone without you, my whole life. Don't keep yourself from me."
"That ain't my fault. It's yours." She was reacting naturally for a pregnant seventeen-year-old. Locking herself in the bathroom was immature, but it was her protecting her vulnerability, which for the first time in seventeen years she didn't think he deserved to see.
"I was wrong, I know it, I was dead wrong, but I just can't handle seein' you hurt. It does somethin' to me, and I knew I couldn't fix it. But all we can do is move on from here. I'm here for you baby girl. Please open the got damn... door."
He stood outside of her door for about twenty minutes waiting and begging.
"Tell you what. You don't deserve to be locked in there. I'm gone leave, for a couple hours and give you space. Come out of the bathroom and lay down. I know you're tired. I'll give you space. I love you. I'm sorry." He said one last time. He changed his clothes and left about five minutes later.
...
Bonnie showered and got herself ready for bed. She was worn out mentally, but she felt better yelling at him and getting some things off of her chest. After she'd calmed down, she sat up in the bed with her back on the headboard and watched some late night tv alone. She was worried about, him having left for a couple hours and not knowing how he felt. At the same time, she didn't care, because she decided she was having and keeping her baby, with or without him.
The more she thought about the situation and the feeling of being alone, the more she remembered how she felt when she woke up and found out he left. She cried again, until she heard a knock at the door. She got up slowly to unlock it.
"Baby girl, it's me. Can I come in now?" He said as she opened the door slowly, crying. She looked at him leaving the chain link connected to the door. "Please?" He pleaded, wanting to hold her. She pushed the door up and slowly took of the chain link and let him in. He pulled her into his chest and held her while she cried soaking his chest in her tears. He kissed the top of her head. "Baby girl, why ain't nobody told me? Stefan know?" She nodded her head. "For real?"
"Yeah. I guess it doesn't feel good to be kept in the dark about things so important, does it?" She said against his chest.
"I guess I deserve that. And I deserve all your anger too. I was wrong." He pulled her face up by his hands cupping it gently. "I fucked up and I'm sorry. But I'm gone be there for you and my baby. We gone be a family. Okay. Let's get married baby girl. I promise, I can move you with me, and we can be a family. Me, you, my baby. We can live together, in a house on post."
"Really, Doodle. What about school?"
"Baby, go back whenever you're ready, we'll figure it out together. But I want you with me. You and my baby." He smiled. He looked at her tenderly and smiled, "What do you say? Let me take care of you."
"Doodle, we don't know what we're doin' maybe we should take some time to think about this."
"Think about what? I love you. You love me. You gone have my baby. I'm gone take care of you. There ain't nothin' else I want." He looked at her seriously wondering why she wasn't saying anything. "I want you and my baby, with me, Birdie. That's what's important to me. Don't you want to be together? I didn't join the military to leave you. I joined to be the man you need me to be. To be better. Don't you want to be with me?"
"I do. I love you. You're my best friend."
"Don't nothin' in this world, mean more to me, than you. They had some openings for Airborne school, so, I got a few weeks of that. But what I wouldn't do to have you with me at the end of it, They are sendin' me to Ft. Stuart, Georgia as my duty station. We can afford to live there baby girl. I got four months Army pay saved. And I got some money saved from the factory. We will be good. What do you say?" He was desperate for an answer. Not just any answer but one he wanted to hear.
"Doodle, I should talk to my momma first."
"You just made me the happiest man." He smiled anxiously.
"I ain't said yes to you." She sassed.
"Really baby girl? It's what we talked about. Us, together. We can get married and raise our baby, and you go where I go."
It felt all resolved. Everything seemed like a solution and no problems, as long as they were together. "But-"
"No buts. We ain't gotta do it the way your momma and daddy did it. We can do it our way."
She shook her head but oddly agreed with him, "Okay." She said.
"Yes?" He asked in excitement.
"Yes." She answered smiling, how easy was it to just agree to go with him.
"Thank God, baby girl. I can't wait. I'm gone finish gettin' Airborne qualified, and I'm gone come back for you in a few weeks. I made a promise to you, and I intend to keep it."
He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. A kiss which became heated. He pulled back and took his shirt off. She looked at his body. He was more manly than the last time she saw him. He pulled his pants off, and began undressing her. Bonnie didn't just love him. She felt at home with him. He was her safe place. He pulled her to him and she held onto him until he laid her back. She stare at his body mesmerized by his muscular tone, which was more pronounced than before he left. But no one was more in aw of a body, than he of hers. He loved her body, smiling at her naked form before him. He started kissing her stomach and her whole body. "God, I missed this." He remarked before pulling her panties off. He looked at her belly and rubbed it with his hand. "So, I put this baby in you, and I'm gone be a daddy?"
"Yeah. You have been a very bad boy, Damon Dimitri. But... it's true. You're gonna be daddy." She smiled.
"I want this baby to feel how much mommy and daddy love each other. I want the baby to get used to the sounds we make when we make love. She's gone be born into a loving home." He said.
"She?"
"Yeah. I just gotta feelin' it's a girl." He said. He was erect in seconds, and moving into her. It had been four months and she felt like the first time still. She moved to find comfort in him and he just missed how her kitty hugged his thick muscle. It wasn't long before she was moaning. He caresses her face with the palm of her hand, then gripped her hip, before thrusting into her deeply. She was his, forever, and this solidified it.
"I missed you so, damn much. My home is with you." He said kissing the area behind her ear as he whispered.
"What's my name baby girl?"
"Big daddy." She moaned.
"That's right, I'm big daddy. And who's kitty cat is this?" He asked spreading her legs roughly.
"Yours big daddy." She was shocked by his rougher demeanor. He was a soldier now, and his mannerisms and testosterone were more pronounced. But she loved it.
"Don't you ever forget it." He looked her in her eyes as he filled her with everything he had been holding onto for four months. Why was it so easy to forgive him? She hated herself, but she loved them together. He always wanted to make her happy, and she couldn't stay mad at him, so she accepted his apology his promises, and let him love on her, because she missed him, and he missed her, like crazy. They were both finally, happy again. But for how long?
She held on tight while he gave her four months of missed touches, missed kisses, and missed loving connections. He didn't last so long the first time. But he made up for it the next go around. He manhandled her, like the solder he was. She... loved... it.
A couple of hours later she was sitting in his shirt leaned against the headboard. He lay his head on her lap, with only the sheet to cover his nude form, from the waist down, as she just sang him to sleep. His arms were wrapped around her waist, holding her stomach, being nearest his baby. She watched tv because the sickness kept her up in the middle of the night. She rubbed his scalp while he slept, until she fell asleep too.
Present Time ...
"Ginny, thanks for helpin' me put the center piece back into the table. It's been off for so long, I forgot mama had it. Look, it's a different color." Bonnie said laughing. Abby squared her eyes.
"Hmm I wonder why it's two-toned."
"Momma, you had that piece in the basement so long. It's practically brand new. Making the rest of the table look bad." Bonnie laughed.
"What do you suppose I do?"
"Table cloth."
"All my table clothes are holiday themed."
"Ugh. I'll go to target and get you another one."
"Targets too far. We ain't got time. Go to Walmart." Abby said, making Bonnie roll her eyes.
"Fine. Ginny, can you go with me?"
"Sure. I need some shampoo anyways, and some Advil." Ginny said putting her sneakers on and adjusting her tank top. As they headed out, Bonnie grabbed the keys to her mother's car and sounded the alarm to unlock the doors. Once inside, Ginny wasted no time.
"Bon, what the hell happened between you and that fine brother of Stefan's and don't leave out one detail."
"We argued a little, talked and woke up and repeated that." Ginny looked at her friend, reading between the lines.
"Uh huh. How many times did you argue, talk, and repeat?"
"Multiple times." Bonnie said smacking her forehead with the palm of her hand. Ginny remained in shock and mouth agape, asked... "Was there conflict resolution each time, or no."
"Let's just say, he gave me more resolution than conflict."
"Oh Lord, girl."
"I know, I'm terrible. He... has his way of just..." she cut herself off.
"You love him, don't you? Bon, be honest with me, please. I'm not gonna judge you. I'm loyal to you. You're man might be my agent, but your my friend first. Talk to me, because I'm seeing this whole different side of you, and it's making me wonder, if the girl in LA is really you or not?"
"Gin?"
"Bon, I'm just curious. Because a certain man, back home is under the impression that he's going to marry you. But I don't think you want it."
"What? Nonsense. Of course I do. I love him, he's a great guy. He loves me, and my son." Just then Ginny was thinking about Bonnie's timeline. How she knew Bonnie was in Mystic Falls before she got pregnant. How, easily she and Damon connected, like no time had passed, and his frightfully blue eyes were eerily blue, like the picture of her godson which was on her keychain. How his features were similar and she couldn't resist the similarities and comparison.
"Wait a minute? Hold up, hold up! Bonnie Bennett, I met you when you were pregnant. So I know, he's not Dylan's father, but... damnit, Bonnie. How could you not tell me?"
"Tell you what"
"Your ex is your sons father. Damon, is Dylan's father." She said in the car causing Bonnie to hit the breaks. She stopped and looked slowly towards Ginny. Filled with guilt and pain, Bonnie said nothing. Ginny reached over grabbing her friend and hugging her. "Oh my gosh. Bon, how could you hold this in for so long?"
"I didn't plan to. I thought I'd tell him after I had Dylan. Then you introduced me to Dylan's step dad, when Dylan was just a little baby. I never thought we'd get serious, and we did. The way Damon and I ended things, Ginny, more than once, let me know he wasn't ready to be a father." Bonnie took a second to sigh and swallow before continuing to explain herself through the tears. "For Gods sake, we had a meaningless connection during my visit, for my Grams funeral. I was caught up in the emotions. I was close to my grams, and so was Damon. We kind of leaned on each other, and it kind of happened. He had a girlfriend at the time. So we knew it was wrong. It was a mistake. He went home with her. And when I found out I was pregnant, I found out he was engaged. So, I let it go. I let him go. I just wanted to be free of Damon" Bonnie started crying harder.
"Oh no. Sweetie stop being so hard on yourself. You've been through a lot. I'm guessing Damon is Baylee's father too?"
Bonnie nodded her head. "A helluva lot of loss in my life. When Damon got hurt in Iraq, I 'bout lost my mind. I thought I was going to lose him, not hearing from him everyday. I was going through it, always afraid of him leaving me for good. So, one day a couple years ago, my mind just said, fuck it. Once I found out he was engaged, I let everything go! My daddy, Baylee, Grams, and Damon. I let it go, and LA became my life."
"You didn't let go Babe. You just tucked it away. And it's starting to hit you now." Ginny became sympathetic almost instantly.
"I thought I could handle this, but I can't. Every time I see him, I want us to be who we were back then."
"Why can't you?"
"Really Ginny? Because... I have a fiancé, he has a... whatever she is, and I have Dylan. Whom he doesn't know about. So much I can't deal with it. I just can't. And I can't go back to Damon."
"Why, what's so bad about Damon? Did he abuse you, or hurt you?"
"He's not a bad man at all. He just lied to me. He more than once. Then to top it off, his job took him away every time I needed him. I couldn't live that way. That's how it was with my mother and father. She was always alone, dealing with things alone. I didn't recognize it then, but as I got older, I recognized how much pain my mom went through alone and how much she blocked out. Then I became an insensitive teenager, and said some awful things to her, without understanding what it was like. And what do you know, she was trying to shield me from what she went through."
Bonnie tried to remain within her boundaries of vulnerability, but Ginny pushed her to be honest because she sensed something deeper was happening with Bonnie on the plane ride here.
"I knew it. The minute we got in the plane, something was different about you. Something you were afraid of. We will get rough this Bonnie. I will be here with you, the entire way. But you should tell him Bonnie, before he finds out. If he finds out from someone else, or by mistake it will make him feel betrayed by you."
They pulled up to Walmart. "My momma said that too. Okay. I'll tell him tomorrow, after church."
"Okay. Let's focus on tonight. Your mom's engagement dinner. It'll be okay. I promise." Ginny hugged Bonnie again, until she felt her crying begin to cease.
Excerpt from Pt 8:
"I sure hope so, because the only person who fought harder for me and Birdie, is Sheila. And she ain't here, and since she's been gone, Birdie don't give two shits about me. But I'm gone make her see, what she's always known. Sheila believed in me and Birdie. And so do I. She ain't just my best friend, she's my soul mate. Sheila knew it. I know it. Now I just need to remind her."
Their relationship gets more complicated, more was revealed here. Which will continue to the next chapter. The next Chapter is "Baylee" Since I know many of you are wondering about that particular storyline. Please leave your thoughts Lovelies, and Thanks for reading!