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As for the story...Damon did what he thought was right at the time and I also have to agree with him...but will Bonnie?
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"I am so happy to be home…staying with my dad and his boyfriend was fun for awhile…but the novelty wore off when I had to lie to them whenever they questioned why I passed on all of my father's culinary creations", Caroline rolled her eyes as she closed her locker that following Monday.
We had been absent from school for a couple of weeks and it took some major witchery on my part to convince the administration that we had taken a special course abroad for high school students.
"But you and Tyler had a good time otherwise?" Elena asked, as she closed her locker.
"Tyler and I are just friends you two…I still like Matt a lot…but I am much more curious about Bonnie and why she is still giving Damon the time of day", Caroline glared as we walked down the hallway.
"Because we've been the hell together and he has really proved himself Care".
Caroline gave me a doubtful smirk, "I don't know Bonnie…I still believe that he set everything up to get you to stay with him".
"Caroline…", Elena warned.
"But you know what…if you're happy, then I'm happy for you…but if he hurts you Bonnie, I will kill him", Caroline replied.
"Yes Care…I know and I appreciate it, but Damon has been…different and I like what I see".
"Ok…fine…fine…soo…now that we've dodge the sacrificial lamb bullet, I think we are due for one of our girls nights".
"Hmm…I think so too", Elena replied, "what do you say Bon?"
"I say that we are definitely in need for one of those girls night", I grinned.
"And I think I will make my special Sangria…I think we've earned our right to be a little bad and a little loose", Caroline grinned devilishly.
I returned her grin.
After school, I drove my car to the site of my house or the frame of the house being built. I stood in front of the house. My father told the contractors that he wanted the house completed as soon as possible, but I wasn't sure I was ready to go back to living alone in that house again. Being alone kind of scared me now. I don't know why exactly, but the thought of being alone in a house made me almost nauseous. Truthfully, ever since I turned 15…I basically lived alone with Gram checking in on me periodically; but the thought of being alone now in a house made me sick. It was definitely weird.
"Bonnie", a voice said from behind me.
I turned around to see Luka standing behind me.
"Stay away from me", I said starting to walk over to my car, but he rushed over.
"Bonnie…I want to apologize…I never thought that they would go as far as they did…my dad never told me the full story", Luka explained.
"Oh right…like I'm supposed to believe that".
"Bonnie…I'm serious…I never thought that any of this would happen and I apologize for my part in everything…just accept that, my dad and I are leaving town…"
"Of course…your job is done right?"
"Bonnie…"
"Luka…I was dumb before, but not anymore...I won't believe what you say".
"Bonnie…if circumstances were different…if things were different, I think we could have been friends", he replied regretfully.
"You know…I really wanted to have someone…someone who understood what it's like to be like this…"
"Bonnie…I do understand…don't think that I don't", Luka replied, "I just…my father and I…we just got involved in something dangerous and it got out of control".
"Well I heard that you helped Stefan and Elena defeat Elijah…so I guess you tried to make amends for what you did".
Luka paused for a moment with a face of confusion, but quickly recovered, "I only wanted to make things right".
"So your dad…he's fine with you making things right?" I asked.
"My dad is not exactly happy with me…but…I had to do something", Luka replied.
"Well thank you for actually putting your powers to good use".
Luka nodded, "I wish that things could have been different…that's all I can really say to you now".
"Yup…I guess so…so where are you going?" I asked looking at him.
"Back to New Orleans".
"Well have a safe trip", I replied.
"Thanks Bonnie…maybe I will see you around", he smiled.
"I hope not", I replied.
He nodded and turned around going to his car as I got in mine and started it.
SSSSSS
After spending the day trying to contact any old friends that I had (which are few and far between) making sure that no one had laid eyes on Katherine. I was sure that she had no intentions on coming back to Mystic Falls, but I wanted to make sure of that.
I heard the front door open and close, Bonnie was back. I put the phone down as she walked into the library.
"Hi", she smiled, "what are you doing?"
"Reading the newspaper…how was school?" I asked looking through the newspaper.
"School was fine…Caroline wants to have a girls night at her house on Friday night".
"Oh really and am I invited?"
"No".
I shrugged, "Fine…your loss…I'm sure you are going to miss being away from me".
"Maybe", she smirked sitting on the desk, "so I went back to my house…or rather…the frame of it…the contractors are doing wonders with it".
I felt a sense of guilt roll through my body, but quickly shook it away, "Oh really…"
"And while I was there, Luka showed up".
I looked up. That damn warlock was going to mess up everything and if he did, I would make good on my promise, "Oh really and what did that traitor have to say?"
"That he was sorry…that he's leaving…that he wishes things could have been different", she replied with a frown.
"Oh really…well he and his father should have thought about that".
"Yes…they should have, but he helped us in the end right…when he helped Elena and Stefan?"
I stood up from my seat and walked over to her, "Yeah…he did…but let's not forget how he betrayed you".
"I don't Damon…but…I felt that he was sorry and he said that he and his father are moving back to New Orleans".
"That's the problem with you…you're too forgiving".
"Oh really?" she smirked, "have you forgotten that my forgiveness is the reason why we are even close to being…" she trailed off.
I moved closer to her as I slid her legs apart as I stood in between them, "Being what?" I asked looking down at her with hooded eyes.
"I don't know", she whispered.
I caressed her cheek and bent down to kiss her as someone cleared their throat. "Stefan…really?" I sighed.
"Sorry…I was coming in here to get a book".
Bonnie slid off of the desk, "I have some homework to do…I will see you two later", she smiled as she headed out of the library.
Stefan looked at me, "Don't you narrow your eyes at me…you just messed up my moment".
"So sorry", Stefan smirked, "but I thought that needed some type of disruption".
"You know…you really should respect my relationship", I replied.
Stefan smirked, "Like you respected mine with Elena".
"Touché, but you know…Bonnie and I are not like you and Elena…much cooler", I replied walking out of the library.
"Really?" Stefan smirked.
I looked back at him, "Come on now", I smirked and headed down the hallway.
When I reached the doorway to Bonnie's room, she was sitting on the bed doing what I could only assume was homework. If I thought about it hard enough…dating a teenager was kind of freaky…not at all appropriate, but I guess age went out the window when someone is over 100 years old.
"What exactly are you doing?" I asked walking inside.
"Math".
"Oh…", I frowned, "how about I go compel your teacher to give you an A and you come study with me for awhile".
She looked up at me and smirked, "Study what?"
"Anatomy", I narrowed my eyes.
"You know Damon…if you want me to believe that you want me for more than my body…then I think we need to do something other than talk about or have sex".
I rolled my eyes and I watched her shake her head and focus on her book.
"Ok…ok…how about we go to the Mystic Grille for dinner?" I sighed.
"Damon, I am not forcing you to do something you don't want to do…I know that typical dating is not your style and I get that…I mean, we haven't defined what we are…so I get it if you only want something physical".
I looked at her, "Bonnie…I don't want you to think that this is just about sex with us".
She smiled as she slid off of the bed and walked over to me, "Damon…I know that when all of this first started, you were after my blood…then my body…but between the tomb and Mary's…I know that you on some level, you care about me…a lot…so you don't have to prove anything to me and most of all, you don't have to change…much".
"I don't have to change?" I raised an eyebrow.
She looked at me and smiled, "I don't think you and I would work if you were any other way", she smirked as she walked over to the bed and focused on her book.
I watched her continue her studying and I couldn't help but smirk…the little witch ain't half bad.
SSSSS
"Sangria!" Caroline announced as she entered the room carrying a picture of the red liquid and sitting it down on her desk.
"Your mother is going to kill us", Elena grinned as she placed the glasses down.
"My mother is at a law enforcement conference and won't be back until Tuesday…so we have all weekend to drink all the Sangria we want and not get in trouble for it".
"You two better take it easy…I'm not special like you two", Elena smirked as Caroline poured Sangria into a glass and handed it to me.
"I've been waiting all week for this…just to be here with you two and forgetting about everything that's happened over the last couple of weeks", I replied sipping on my Sangria.
"Do you really want to forget about everything that happened these couple of weeks?" Elena raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"You know what…let's talk about Caroline and Tyler…soo…how was California?" I asked turning to Caroline who rolled her eyes in return.
"I had to lock Tyler in my dad's shed on the night of the full moon…that wasn't pleasant at all…but Tyler basically made my dad believe that we were a couple and I had to go along with it because how could I explain coming to California with a guy who's not my boyfriend…you know?"
"So what's going on Care…?" Elena asked as she took a slice of pizza from the box, "are you and Tyler inching closer to a relationship or not?"
"I like Tyler…but I like Matt more and Tyler and I…we're circumstantial".
"Oooh circumstantial…using the SAT words now", I cooed.
"Ok Bonnie…real cute…you know you have a boyfriend that's like a decade old and not only that, he's kind of a jerk".
"Damon is not my boyfriend", I replied.
"Oh really…news to me…you two basically share a room and a bed…and you engage in boyfriend and girlfriend activities…what else could you two be considered?"
"Two people who have some things in common", I smiled as I took a sip of Sangria.
"She's going to play coy with us…isn't she?" Caroline smirked.
"She's been playing coy for days now…but we know the truth", Elena grinned.
"Whatever", I said throwing a pillow at them.
SSSSS
After three more glasses of Sangria and Elena laughing so hard spilling an entire glass on me, I stumbled into the bathroom to take a shower. It probably wasn't the best idea to take a shower tipsy, but I was sticky from the Sangria. I stripped my clothes off and stepped under the spray of the shower soaping up. I closed my eyes and giggled to myself. It had been soo long since Elena, Caroline and I sat around and acted like teenage girls…granted that I'm a witch and Caroline's a vampire…but we felt normal. It felt good.
I switched off the water and stepped out of the shower. I wiped the mirror as I dried off and looked up to see my reflection and I had scratches all over my face that were bleeding. My heart crashed against my chest as I backed up and looked again. The scratches were gone. "What the…", I whispered as I wiped the condensation from the mirror and touched my face. It was smooth…no scratches, "Bonnie…you don't need any more drinks", I whispered as I began to change into my pjs.
Walking out of the bathroom, I continued to touch my face as if I would feel the scratches appear.
"What's wrong?" Caroline asked.
"I don't know…I think your Sangria has my mind playing tricks on me".
"What…what's wrong?" Elena asked concerned.
"Nothing…it was nothing", I shook my head, "but what I do know is that I don't want any of that stuff anymore".
"Aww Bonnie's a lightweight now", Caroline frowned.
"And you're not because you're a vamp".
"I know…it's great!" Caroline grinned as she downed her glass.
SSSSS
Stefan joined me at the Mystic Grille as I sipped on a beer and him…being the bore that he was…sipped on a coke, "So is this where you came to sulk while Bonnie stays at Caroline's?" Stefan smirked.
"Funny…no…I decided to come here and see if there's anything new on the menu", I smiled as I turned around scanning the crowd.
"Damon…you know and I know you have no interest in doing that".
"Oh really…how about that redhead over there…I'm sure that she would be tasty…oh wait…what about the blond, can't remember how long its been since I had a blond", I pointed across the room.
"And how about the tiny brunette over there…with the caramel skin…remind you of someone", Stefan smirked.
"You know…you ruin all my fun", I rolled my eyes as I turned around towards the bar.
"This is your fun?" Stefan asked.
I shrugged as I downed my beer.
"So what's bugging you…the fact that Bonnie broke away from the boarding house and went to stay the weekend with her friends…Damon…don't make Bonnie your obsession again, when you did that before you wrecked her life".
"I don't need to obsess over her…I have her".
"And someone almost had her", Stefan replied.
I turned around and looked at him, "It didn't happen".
"Yes, but it almost did…so how does that make you feel?" Stefan asked.
I looked at him, "Actually…I barely think about it".
"Right", Stefan scoffed.
"I will tell you what I think about…I think about whether the compulsion will work", I said ordering another beer, "and what happens if it wears off…will she blame me for not knowing that Elijah would come after them…will she hate me for compelling her…?"
"I think she may have a small problem with it…but in the end, you did it for her…I wasn't there, but I know that you would never compel her if you didn't have to…well not at this point at least".
"And I hope she understands that if she ever remembers…which, I don't think she will…she hasn't yet and she believes me about the cover story".
"And she appears to be happy", Stefan smirked, "I haven't seen Bonnie happy in a long time".
"And are you willing to give me credit for that?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Actually I am…at first I was hesitant about you and Bonnie…but I see that you care about her and she cares about you…sooo…I won't stand in the way, but I think you should sit her down and tell her what happened with Elijah", Stefan replied.
I looked at him as if he was out of his mind, "No way in hell".
"Damon…"
"I've already done the honesty thing with Bonnie and do you remember what happened…nope…the compulsion worked and I refuse to tell her that some psycho vampire tried to make her a vampire and his mate…that is something best left in only our memories".
"I guess you know what's best", Stefan shrugged.
"Just try to remember that", I pointed at him.
SSSSS
I opened my eyes to a room…a room with all white furniture. I was dressed in a white dress and I looked as if I was some kind of virginal bride. I slid off of the bed and walked over to the door; it refused to open. "Where am I?" I whispered.
"You're with me…" a somewhat familiar voice said from behind me as two hands wrapped around my waist.
I closed my eyes for a moment and then I looked in the mirror…it was Elijah. I fought to get out of his embrace but he held me tighter, "Oooh Bonnie, you don't want to break away from me this easily", he said kissing me on the neck.
I screamed…
"Bonnie…Bonnie…are you ok?" Elena asked shaking me.
I looked outside and could see that it was still dark outside and shook my head as I tried to erase that nightmare from my mind, "Yes…I just had a nightmare".
"About what?" Caroline asked as she sat up.
"Elijah…we were in a room…I don't know, it was weird…but it felt real…", I said wrapping my arms around my body.
"Well it wasn't…Elijah's dead and he's not coming back", Caroline replied, "so I m pretty sure it's just some left over trauma from him kidnapping you".
"You're a psychologist now?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Spending a couple of days with my dad, the psychologist…of course I am…now go back to sleep, I'm tired", she replied.
I noticed that Elena was quiet, "Elena…"
"Nothing…it was just a nightmare…trust me, you will go back to the boarding house tomorrow and Damon will make you forget all about that nightmare", she smiled.
I nodded…but I couldn't shake the feeling in my stomach that had yet to go away.
What happens now?