Thank you for the reviews! Yes, Bonnie won't be too happy when she finds out about what Damon did. But Bonnie won't found out how far Damon went to get her blood for a few chapters...in the meantime, Bamon grow closer.
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After Caroline left, I sat in the middle of the bed in the guest room looking through Emily's grimoire…trying to find something…anything to help me find out why I am being targeted and who are the people targeting me. The only thing that I could think of is that someone is trying to get revenge on a Bennett witch for locking them in the tomb. I know that staying with Damon is probably not the best plan I could come up with, but with Stefan and Elena gone…this was probably the only place I could possibly go. I know that Damon is not the best person to count on for protection, but he did save me from the fire and if he didn't care not even a little bit, he would have let me burn and probably roasted marshmallows.
"What are you doing Judgey?" Damon asked leaning in the doorway.
"Trying to find a spell that will help me figure out who's after me and why…"
"Why do you think someone's after you?" Damon walked into the room and stood up against the dresser.
"Well Damon, since I realized that being a Bennett witch is a big deal...I have also realized that as Bennett witches, we have definitely pissed off our share of supernatural beings…Emily made sure that none of the vampires would get out of the tomb…I can only imagine what the other Bennett witches have done".
"True".
"Thanks", I deadpanned, "and I also realize…that my life has an expiration date and it's probably not 50 years from now…we Bennetts…we don't last long".
"So you're already signing your death certificate?"
I looked up, "I am evaluating the facts Damon…someone broke into my house and last night, I was attacked by some vampire…things are not good".
"But you're here with me now".
"And that's very weird…", I said looking down at the grimoire.
"Have you heard from Elena?"
"No…wherever she and Stefan went, they wanted to be alone without any drama from Mystic Falls and I can't fault them for that".
"So…do you want to runaway?"
"Runaway from Mystic Falls…sometimes…I'm sure there's a much bigger world out there than here, you spent years away from here, Mystic Falls is probably the least exciting place".
"Outside of Sunnydale, it definitely is", Damon winked.
I smiled, "Stop it".
"Oh look at that…I made you smile, you know you don't hate me as much as you think you do".
"Well I hate the people after me more and right now, I don't think you are one of those people".
"So you consider me a friend?"
I looked up at Damon with a smirk, "Friend is such a harsh word".
"Funny witch…very funny", Damon chuckled, "well…I'm going out to hunt, the house is secure…you stay here, don't leave".
"I can protect myself if I do".
"Sure you can", he smirked walking away from the door.
I shook my head as I looked down into the grimoire.
SSSSSS
After spending a rather satisfying night hunting in bars for eager college girls, I walked into the boarding house humming some song that the bar played every five minutes. I was pretty sure that the witch was probably asleep. She was probably the type that went to bed at a certain time every night after brushing her teeth and saying her prayers…so perfect…so pure…it would only be a matter of time before she became mine.
I walked up to the door outside of her room and I could tell that she was sleeping. I could hear her relaxed breathing. I opened the door slowly and looked in the room. The moonlight was shining in the room and she was lying across the bed illuminated by the light. Her leg was sticking from under the sheet and I couldn't help myself as I drifted into the room. I stood in front of the bed watching her sleep. Perhaps the beginning of this was about having her blood…but now…as I look down at her, I realize…it's about soo much more. I want Bonnie Bennett…all of her.
SSSSS
The next morning, I was awakened by a smell…a rather annoying smell. The witch was cooking bacon…she was cooking food in my house. The smell of bacon drifted up to my room and for some reason it infuriated me. I jumped out of bed and ran down towards the kitchen. When I walked inside, she was standing at the stove flipping a pancake. Does she not understand that I don't eat food and that means, I don't want it in my house.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
She turned around and looked at me with wide eyes and then she looked down before covering her eyes, "What are you doing…trying to sexual harass me?"
I looked down, "Look it's morning", I sighed.
"So what…and I'm cooking breakfast", she said turning around.
"Where did you even get food?"
"I went to the market and can you please go back upstairs…you're kinda grossing me out".
"Look…I don't like the smell of food…so if you have to eat…eat outside!"
"Eat outside…", she whirled around, "I'm not some animal…and why don't you like the smell of food".
"Because I don't eat it".
"Oook…well if I'm going to live here, I will need to eat and not outside".
"Fine…fine…whatever", I snapped as I stomped out of the kitchen as I heard her laughing behind me.
SSSSS
After Damon's little blow up this morning, I thought it was best if I just stayed out of the boarding house today. I retreated to the Mystic Grille since my house was not an option and opened up the grimoire. I picked a booth that was hidden in the back and started looking through the book. As soon as I found a particular spell that interested me, I felt someone standing next to my table.
"Bonnie, right?" the light skinned guy standing over me asked.
"Luka right…hey…you're in my physics class right?"
"Yes…exactly…I'm surprised you noticed me, that professor is crazy", Luka smirked as he sat across from me.
"Well this is Mystic Falls, the population is pretty small and everyone in our high school basically went to elementary, middle and high school together".
"Oooh so I stick out like a sore thumb, huh?"
"Well this is not exactly a melting pot either…soo you're new in town?" I asked sitting back.
"Yeah…my dad took a new job at the university…he's a professor of the occult".
"The occult?" I asked.
"Yes, the previous professor died a couple of months ago".
I felt a pain in my heart, "Yes…she was my grandmother".
"Oh…Shelia Bennett…I should have made the connection, I'm sorry to hear that".
"It's ok", I shrugged.
"Soo…what are you doing…studying?" he asked reaching over and touching the book. As soon as he touched it, the book sparked and he drew his hand back.
I looked at him and quickly grabbed the book off the table.
"I guess your book doesn't like me".
"No…maybe it was just static", I covered.
Luka raised an eyebrow, "Static?"
"Yes…did you rub up against some wool?" I smirked.
Luka smiled, "You know…I used to cover up things like that too…"
My eyes shot up and locked with his, "What do you mean…what are you talking about".
"Well…"
"Now, now Bonnie…you didn't tell me that you were eating out tonight", a cocky, annoying, arrogant and did I mention annoying voice said from behind me.
"That's because I don't have to answer to you", I stated with my eyes still on Luka.
Before I could say anything else, Damon was plopping down next to me, "So what are we talking about…and who are you?" Damon asked staring at Luka.
"Luka…I got to Robert Lee…and you are…"
"I'm the man she lives with", Damon answered.
"Oh you're her father…you look really young", Luka smirked.
I couldn't help giggling as Damon's eyes narrowed and I saw his fists ball up. Luka stood up from the booth and smiled down at me, "Maybe we can talk some more at school, Bonnie?"
"Yes…I would like that", I smiled back.
"Good…see you around Mr. Bennett", Luka smirked as he walked away from the booth.
Damon shot up from the booth and I managed to grab his shirt, "Don't you dare".
"Who is that guy and why was he sitting here with you…I don't like him".
"Well that means, he must be a great guy then".
"Bonnie…have you forgotten that people have been after you…he could be a plant".
"You are being ridiculous", I said standing up and picking up the grimoire.
"Then why did your book shock him…someone doesn't like him".
I glared at him, "Were you eavesdropping?"
"Is it really eavesdropping when you have super hearing?"
"You are ridiculous", I breezed past him towards the door.
"Oh I'm ridiculous", he followed behind me, "just because I'm trying to keep you safe".
I stopped at my car and he stood behind me, "Why are you trying to keep me safe…I don't get this sudden need of yours to take any interest in me. Is there something that you want from me?"
"I save your life and you still believe I'm up to no good".
"Is this about Elena?"
"Believe it or not…everything I do is not motivated by my attraction to Elena".
"So it's Katherine then…because everything that you've done since I've met you Damon has been because of Katherine or Elena…so tell me, why are you being nice to me…why…what do you need…what do you want…do you need me to curse someone…do a spell…what?" I asked absolutely exasperated.
"You just don't get it do you…I am trying to be a friend to you…if you don't want that…fine…get out of my house by the time I get home!" Damon said stomping off from me.
I stood there staring at his back as he disappeared down the street and I turned around and kicked my tire, "Stupid vampire!" I mumbled.
SSSSS
The little witch bugged me big time in the parking lot for many reasons. One, she refuses to buy that I want to be her friend—when I am doing everything possible to make her believe that is all I want; Two, she was sitting there smiling and laughing with that strange dude and as soon as I walk over she frowns…why?; Three, she won't just give me her freaking blood; and Four, I have no idea why I had that dream the other night and it was starting to get on my nerves.
She thought she was soo smart and soo smug…she thinks that she knows everything. So what I came here to get Katherine out of the tomb…so what that I had a somewhat fascination with Elena. Most of that fascination was linked to Katherine and the other half was linked to annoying Stefan. Now, I was being perfectly nice to her and she basically spit in my face. What an ungrateful little witch she was…see how she survived being out from under my protection for a couple days…
After spending a couple of hours out feeding trying to erase the memory of Bonnie with the weird guy and her accusing me…ME…the person who saved her life when her house was going down in flames of playing her and wanting something from her, I walked into the boarding house. As soon as I stepped in the door, I could smell popcorn. Did this witch have a death wish?"
I flew towards the kitchen where she was piling popcorn in a bowl.
"What are you still doing here and you better put that in a bag to go", I threatened walking over to her.
"No…I'm not putting it in a doggie bag…look, I want to apologize to you for going off on you earlier", she sighed.
I raised an eyebrow…could this be…an apology?
"I'm just stressed out from everything that's happened and I took it out on you, I shouldn't have…I know how you are".
Is this really an apology?
"You care in your own special way and I guess somewhere along the road, you decided to care about me a little and I shouldn't be a bitch to you because of all of the horrible things you did before".
The only way she could possibly salvage this apology is to strip down naked right here.
"So I decided that I am going to stop second guessing you and just take what you say at face value…you want to help me…you want to be my friend and I believe you".
"And why is that…what brought this on?" I asked leaning against the counter.
"I did some thinking when I got back and started packing my bags…you knew before I moved in here how I felt about you and you took the chance to have me in here knowing that I could set you on fire at any time…soo…a peace offering..", she smiled walking over to the sink.
Ooh maybe she really wants to make good with me and will do something really freaky.
She held out a cup.
"What's that?"
"Blood…if I'm eating popcorn, I thought you would like some blood", she grinned.
I shook my head.
"I didn't poison it…and I was thinking that you would want to watch a movie with me".
"Movie?"
"Yes…Interview with a Vampire…I thought it was perfect for this occasion", she winked.
I took the cup of blood, "I'll watch…but I'm not going to like it".
"Will you be jealous of Lestat?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
"Hardly", I scoffed as I followed her into the living room.
Baby steps…I guess.
SSSSSS
I opened my eyes as the credits rolled on the television screen and shifted on top of a very hard body. I finally registered what was going on and I sat up. Damon was sleeping with his arm around my waist. I focused on his face as illuminated by the television. You know, he actually looked pretty handsome and not at all psychotic. I held my hand up feeling myself daring to touch his face. His skin looked like porcelain and it looked smooth. Did becoming a vampire make you have perfect skin?
I reached out and touched his face, when I got ready to pull my hand away I felt him grab my arm and flip me over so that he was on top of me, "Curious about something, little witch", he asked peering down into my eyes.
I looked up at him and took a deep breath as he leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips. I breathed out as I turned my head almost as if it was instinct. He smirked as he pulled my shirt down a little and ran his fangs along the smooth skin on my chest and then stopped at my neck.
"You're not ready", he whispered in my ear before kissing me on the forehead.
I opened my eyes and suddenly I was lying on the living couch with Damon glaring at me. My heart was almost beating out of my chest, "I would appreciate if you didn't snore during this part of the movie…it's my favorite part", Damon said gesturing to the television.
I looked over at the television at the movie was at the end…I shook my head, "I…I don't snore".
"Yes…you do", he smirked, "and is there a reason why your heart is beating so fast…bad dream?"
I shook my head still in shock, "I need to go to bed", I hopped up off the couch and practically ran towards my room.
I rushed into the bathroom and splashed water on my face checking out the spot on my chest where his fangs were. I could see faint pink marks on my skin from where Damon's fangs grazed along my chest in the dream. I covered the marks with my hand looked around the bathroom. I don't understand what's happening, but what I do know is that I liked that last dream a little too much.
SSSSS
The way she jumped off of the couch told me that she must have been dreaming about me. I could sense her excitement and her lust while she was sleeping and not to mention that she was making some interesting noises. That's why I couldn't allow this moment to pass by. I headed up to Bonnie's room and waiting for her outside of her bathroom. She entered the bedroom wrapped in a towel and she looked delicious.
"Damon…what are you doing in here?" she asked tightening the towel around her body.
"Were you dreaming downstairs?" I asked walking closer to her.
She took a couple of steps back, "No…I believe I was having a nightmare".
"You didn't sound like you were having a nightmare".
"According to you, I was snoring…so how can you tell?"
I moved closer to her as she backed into the wall looking up at me, "Come on Bonnie, you can tell me…you were dreaming about me…you were dreaming about me doing all kinds of bad things to you".
"I…I was not", she stumbled, "I…"
"Bonnie, it's ok…you can admit it, because I can admit that I've been having the same dreams about you…the only problem is, that I never get to finish them".
I watched her brownish green eyes widen a little bit as she held onto her towel looking up at me, "I…I need to go to bed", she whispered looking up at me.
"Yes…you should go to bed…but the question is…do you want to go alone?"
She licked her lips and then she nodded, "I want to go alone".
I backed up and smirked, "Well I guess, all I can say is sweet dreams, Bonnie", I stated before leaving the room.
She wasn't ready yet…but in a few days, she will be.
Bonnie is starting to enjoy the dreams...uh...oh.