A/N: Okay so I'm blown away from the response of the first chapter. I loved reading each of your reviews and I'm so glad you all enjoyed. I hope I can keep your interest with this one!

My apologies in advance for grammar and spelling mistakes.

"He's older sexy danger guy."

She remembered allowing those exact words to escape her lips several years ago. It was the first phrase she used to describe him, because in all technicalities she didn't know him yet. At that time she was oblivious to whom he was, what his intentions were. Hell, at that time, she didn't even really know herself….know the world that she would be sucked into.

It was safe to say that she never thought in a million years that this would be her life. There was a time when the only thing she had to worry about was if she'd conquer the latest move that Caroline demanded in cheerleading, or if she'd have a date to the school dance, if she'd make it into a decent college. Never had she imagined dying several times before she reached the age of twenty five.

But this was neither here nor there. Because currently… currently she was sitting in the living room of her best friend's brand new house, staring a photo of the man who proposed to her just a little over a week ago. She was entranced by eyes that held nothing but an aura of blues mixed into one; eyes that were liable to entrap someone's soul even without being under the thrall of compulsion.

He was smiling in this picture, and Damon Salvatore rarely smiled, but because she asked him too… he did. Should she have known then? About his feelings? That whenever she asked him to do something, kicking and screaming, he would always end up doing it. When she called him on his bull shit, instead of lashing out like he would everyone else, he'd listen to her, drowning out the rest of the world when she spoke. And that when she almost killed him, under the hunter's curse a couple years back, he was willing to die to make sure she lived. Even if that meant, never seeing Elena again. Was that a major clue right there?

"Hello, earth to Bonnie?"

Her head instantly snapped towards Caroline, watching as her best friend poured more wine into their glasses. They were in the middle of conversation on her and Stefan's honeymoon when Bonnie came across Damon's picture and unintentionally zoned out.

"Sorry." She let the wine smooth its way down her throat.

"So, you're staring pretty hard at that photo. I know my husband's fine, but I'm thinking you're looking at someone else."

Funny, she hadn't even realized Stefan was in the picture. And both of their faces were hogging the camera big as day.

"Finish telling me about your trip."

Caroline pushed the boxes to the side, "Um, no. I know what that look means. For the rest of the night you're not going to pay any attention to me, and you'll end up replacing this amazing and expensive wine for your drinking buddy's favorite choice of liquor."

"Damon has feelings for me." Her own eyes widened at the word vomit.

"So, he finally told you?"

Caroline's nonchalant reaction and response surprised the hell out of her.

"What do you mean finally? You knew?"

"Of course I knew." She took a sip of her wine, clearly unfazed.

All Bonnie could do was look at her and watch as a sheepish smile formed on the blonde's lips. "What? Stefan promised me not to get in the middle of it."

"But you always get in the middle. You live in the middle." Caroline couldn't hold water, so this had to be the time she actually decided not to get wet.

"I'm working on a new leaf… trying not to gossip." She took another sip. "Plus, I found out over a year ago, so, I think what we should really be focusing on is my accomplishment."

"A year!"

"You were happy with Enzo! And I haven't seen you that happy in awhile, plus Elena literally just woke up, and Damon was all over her, so everything was just confusing."

Bonnie remembered that day well. She was able to unlink herself from Elena with an old spell and the help from a Mikaelson witch. Immediately after she woke up, she and Damon were glued at the hip.

"More wine?"

Bonnie's eyes never left Caroline's as she chugged down the rest of her glass.

"He asked me to marry him."

Caroline dropped the bottle, but thanks to her amazing reflexes it never touched the ground.

"What? Are you fucking serious!"

Now, that was the reaction Bonnie expected the first time.

"You should have lead with that. You should have called me."

"You were on your honeymoon; I wasn't going to disturb you with my problems."

Even though Caroline was the only person Bonnie wanted to talk too. She was really grateful for this much needed girl's night, even though Elena would be here shortly and they would have to make this conversation extinct.

So, while they still had time, Bonnie explained everything that happened that night.

"I knew Damon was full of surprises, but wow…I didn't expect that. Well, not so soon."

"I didn't expect it at all."

But, that was Damon. He was the definition of being over the top. When he wanted something, he'd go right into it instead of beating around the bush.

"But, you had to have had some type of idea right?" Caroline began opening another bottle. Had they really gone through a whole one already? "Just a smidge?"

Any sane person with common sense may have assumed that. But, because Damon was with Elena, any thoughts that could have formed would have been pushed to the back anyway.

"He's with Elena."

That was Bonnie's only leading argument; her only reasoning for why nothing could happen between them.

"And you're with Enzo."

Give it to Caroline for informing her of the other main reason. She was with Enzo and she was in love with him. Their relationship had several years behind it. He was there for her, made her feel loved…made her happy. That wasn't just something you could give up if you could help it. And she felt ashamed for not even considering him in the equation.

"But you've always had feelings for Damon, right?"

Bonnie almost choked. "What?"

"Well, okay, not always, because of certain past occurrences, but after you both died and spent months alone together, you two were completely attached to each other.

"Because we're friends,"

She didn't believe her explanation just as much as Caroline did. "Stefan and I were friends. And I'm not saying we're all alike, but come on, you'd do anything for him vice versa. And I know you were pissed that he left, but if it were anyone else, you wouldn't have been as hurt or held such animosity towards him. Damon may be with Elena, and you may be with Enzo, but that doesn't mean that's who you're supposed end up with. All I'm saying is, as much as you try to make it go away. You can't help who you love."

Bonnie responded by taking another sip of wine and unpacking more items. It was really the only thing she could do.

"Let me ask you this. When you told Damon you'd chosen Enzo, was it because you were caught off guard and it was the right thing to say? Would you have chosen your best friend? Because let me tell you, you two act like way more than just friends when you're around each other."

Did they really?

"I mean, okay, we all know that it's friendship but from the outside looking in, I'd definitely think you were a couple." Caroline pulled another box in front of her. "Now, I'm going to need an answer before Elena gets here."

Bonnie took a deep breath. Saying it out loud wasn't going to prove her feelings toward Damon. No, it was her eyes that proved to Caroline everything she needed to know. She would have chosen Damon. In all actuality, she always had. He would always come first to her. And what were the odds, someone she couldn't stand turning into someone she couldn't imagine herself without.

"So, what now?"

Of course Bonnie would pull out a picture of her, Caroline, and Elena.

"You know they were at the Gilbert Cabin for the last few days," Her eyes never left Elena's face. "On their own little getaway. He hasn't talked to me since the night of your wedding, and because I know Damon's the type to need space after something like that, I haven't reached out. So, I don't know, I guess we just continue living our lives…forget it ever happened."

"Yeah, I highly doubt that." Caroline knew that wouldn't happen. They both had feelings for each other and that wasn't something they could just throw under the rug.

The knock on the door prevented Bonnie from saying anything else.

"Trust and believe we'll continue this later."

When Elena walked through the door, she was smiling like a Cheshire cat. And the moment she began talking about her weekend away with Damon, Bonnie knew the Bourbon was ready to be unleashed.

"At first I thought he was going to end things, because after your wedding he seemed weird…distant…like he didn't want to be around me."

Caroline's eyes widened at Bonnie, but luckily Elena didn't see that nor did she see Bonnie take a shot of the dark liquor.

"Then after that he suggested we go to the cabin and it was like he did a complete 180. He just wouldn't leave me alone, and the sex it was…" Bonnie took another shot. "The sex was beyond amazing. I mean it always is, but I don't know it just felt so different. I didn't know it was possible to fall even more in love with him than I already am."

The gag Bonnie did literally was not intentional.

Caroline of course came to the rescue, "Elena, you need more wine, we bought a boat load of the finest."

Bonnie was grateful for her, probably more than she realized.

"And then we need to keep all the conversation about my honeymoon and this little thing that Stefan can do with his tongue in my…"

Maybe she spoke too soon.

It was over an hour later when Elena asked Bonnie about how she and Enzo were. She wasn't going to tell her that things had become a little distant a little while ago. She hadn't even disclosed that information to Caroline yet.

So, she lied and said they were better than ever.

"Can you believe this?" Elena was now on her fifth shot of tequila. "All of us with the people we love. Caroline you're married to Stefan, Bonnie you're in a relationship with Enzo, and I'm with Damon. We should go on like a couple's retreat or something."

Caroline snorted and Bonnie was about to say that would never happen, but Elena kept talking.

"I mean think about it, we're way pass all the death and destruction. We can all finally be happy. We're with our soulmates." She leaned back on the couch. "Our best friends but more….that one person that knows us better than anyone else. The one person who makes us a better person, well we do that ourselves but they inspire us. They know us and accept us for all our faults.

Elena didn't notice Damon and Stefan walk through the door, but Bonnie did, and her eyes couldn't look away from his.

"And no matter what happens, you will always love them. And nothing could ever change that."

Look away. That's what Bonnie kept telling herself. Just look away, take another shot of bourbon and somehow get Elena to change the subject. But, she couldn't. It was as if her eyes had other plans. He was beautiful, and she wanted to laugh because he would probably say a smart ass remark for calling him that. But, he was everything to her. He was hers.

That thought dissipated the moment Elena jumped in his arms, finally giving Bonnie a reason to look away.

Caroline stood up. "This is a girl's night."

"Yeah, well, my brother felt like being away from you for one night wasn't cutting it." Damon followed Elena over to the couch.

"I think I'm a little drunk." She straddled his hips when he sat down.

"A little?"

"You want to take me home?"

They all knew what that meant, and the moment she kissed his neck, Bonnie stood up.

"Well, I need some fresh air." She walked out before anyone could get a word in.

It was in this moment that Bonnie wished her tolerance hadn't got so high. She'd prefer sloppy drunk over an emotional mess, where her eyes were beginning to sting and the tears were threatening to fall.

She should have called Enzo, asked him to come pick her up, give him some over the top quality sex where she put in her best work… maybe even wear a naughty outfit. But she didn't. And not just because she didn't know where her phone was.

It was probably half of a second later when her whole body tensed. She didn't need to turn around to see who was now standing behind her. Every cell in her body reacted to him, and for a moment she thought about leaning back, hoping that his arms would find their way around her.

But she couldn't.

"I miss you."

The three words that she didn't want to up and say but let them leave her lips anyway. She felt his breath against her neck after that, his lips so close to her ear that it made her shiver. But then, just like that he was gone, causing her to release the breath she didn't realize she had been holding.

Bonnie wasn't aware of how long it took her to turn around, but when she did, she didn't expect to see Stefan standing on the porch with a smile on his face, trying to provide any ounce of comfort he could. Between her inebriation and his facial expression, the tears were definitely getting help on pushing through.

Damnit.

"It'll be okay."

She would love to agree; love to say that she and Damon could just go back to normal… that their friendship would push through. But seriously, who was she kidding?

"Yeah…" She wasn't able to finish her sentence before an uneasy feeling plagued her stomach. "I don't think so."

She threw up on Stefan's shoes after that.

Bonnie woke up early the next morning in a bed that was not her own. Clearly, she had to be in one of Caroline's guest rooms, because it was full of boxes, plus the simple fact that she was here last night.

She made her way downstairs, hoping to run into Stefan and apologize about throwing up on him. Instead, she got Damon…in the kitchen making breakfast. It was like she was experiencing déjà vu from the prison world, but tried her best not to harp on it.

A glass of bourbon appeared in front of her seconds later. "They say drinking the same thing helps hangovers."

Bonnie scrunched up her face. "I don't think I can."

"I figured that was coming next so I made you this."

He handed her a cup of coffee and was surprised when she tasted the familiarity of it. Usually, he was quick to get it wrong and make a quick joke after it. But, this time… it was right, and it made her stare at him. It was such a small gesture, and she was trying her best not to make a big deal out of it.

"You gonna say something or stare at my hot back all day."

"Don't be so full of yourself." She was actually grateful for the joke as she moved to sit down across from him. "I didn't think you'd still be here."

"Being that it's my brothers new home, I figured why not." He shrugged. "Plus, Elena wanted to stay."

Right. Of course.

"So, I've been thinking."

She took a sip, "Do share."

"I was drunk that night. I said some things that I shouldn't have."

"Is that why I haven't heard from you since then?"

His attention was only on hers for a split second before they were back on the pancakes. "Well, you know me."

That's right she did know him, better than anyone else. But this was neither the time nor place to get all territorial.

"I'm with Elena, you're with Enzo, let's not ruin two good things because I was drunk off various amounts of alcohol."

Various amounts of alcohol? He only drank Bourbon, and his tolerance was enhanced thanks to the whole vampirism thing.

But, be that as it may, it still caused her to clear her throat and stand up. "Sounds like a plan. Thanks for the coffee. I should get going." Her words were all jumbled together but she needed to get the hell out of dodge.

Bonnie would never see how his eyes followed her out. She would never know how hard this was for him.

They argued the whole way to Caroline's house. Tonight was her house warming dinner party, and after a day of trying to find the perfect gift for her best friend and husband, twenty minutes before she and Enzo walked out the door, he brought up Damon.

Apparently, he heard their entire conversation the night of the wedding and chose now to bring it up, even when she asked him countless times what was wrong and gave her the whole 'everything is fine' speech.

Saying she was in love with him and only him repeatedly wasn't enough. And why would it be? If she put herself in Enzo's shoes, she would have had to witness her and Damon's time together, him being the topic of conversation for three years when he left her, her forgiving him and them being closer than ever down the road. Who wouldn't get suspicious? Even when Elena returned, no matter how much happiness she showed for them, there was still something behind her eyes that would never put his thoughts at ease.

And it was all confirmed the night of the wedding. Bonnie may have chosen him verbally. But, her heart… it belonged to someone else. And maybe it always had.

So, now, she rang the doorbell to Caroline's new house alone. Enzo needed space, and she would be the first to admit that he deserved it.

Caroline was giving Bonnie and Elena the tour of their newly fixed up furnished house, when Elena dropped a bombshell.

"I think Damon's going to propose."

A light bulb shattered before Bonnie could control it, causing her to give an apologetic look to Caroline.

"What gave you that idea?" Caroline handed Bonnie her glass of wine right when she gulped down hers.

"I saw it in his jacket pocket." She smiled. "What if he does it tonight?"

"What would you say?" After the words came out of Bonnie's mouth she wasn't even sure why she asked.

They already knew the answer.

"Yes of course. I just wasn't expecting it you know? Damon is not the type to propose to someone."

Caroline snorted in response.

She was lost in thought. She was sitting on Caroline's balcony with nothing but Damon and Elena on her mind. The way they looked at each other during dinner. There was warmth… love. She couldn't come between that.

"He didn't propose." Caroline's voice entered her ears, as she sat down beside her.

Bonnie stared straight ahead, looking at the beautiful landscape they had. "Wouldn't have made any difference if he had."

"Wouldn't it?" She intertwined their hands. "Where's your head at?"

Bonnie didn't even realize they were sitting in silence for a few minutes before she spoke again.

"I love Enzo."

"Yeah… I know that. So, you'd be fine if Damon proposed to Elena… if they got married and spent the rest of their lives together?"

Silence again.

"You know the whole time he was with Stefan that night we were having a girl's night, he talked his ear off about you."

"He was the reason we came back early that night." Stefan walked out and sat down beside Bonnie. "He even called on our honeymoon."

"Seriously?" Caroline looked at him. "You didn't tell me that."

"Didn't want to ruin anything."

"Good choice." She winked.

"My brother…well you know how he is. Behind it all, Damon's never been chosen first, and as much as he tries to hide it, he's hurt. I think he loved you before he even realized it. Before those three years…maybe even in the prison world. Out of everyone you were the one he was willing to lay it out on the line for. And, since I can tell you feel the same way." Stefan rested his hands behind his head. "I'll kill Enzo for you so you won't feel so bad."

Caroline laughed and Bonnie smacked him on the shoulder.

"Yeah, Bons, Stef here is you and Damon's number one fan boy. He calls you two, Bamon."

"What? Would you prefer Donnie?"

"Okay, but Donnie actually works." She sat up in her chair.

"Donnie doesn't even sound right."

Bonnie looked between Caroline and Stefan as they bickered about her and Damon's name. Those two were definitely made for each other.

She left without them even noticing. That's all she needed was to be smack dab in the middle of them when the bickering turned into sex.

That explanation wouldn't go over well.

She had a flight to catch.

After an emotional roller coaster of a week, she had a flight to catch to a remote island courtesy of Caroline and Stefan, to get some alone time.

She and Enzo ended their relationship. She would have loved anything to make it work, but he didn't deserve to be with someone whose heart wasn't all the way in it. He deserved the world, and she hated that she couldn't give it to him.

So, after a week of losing sleep, of debating if she made the right choice, for coming to terms with how bad of a person she was to break someone's heart who didn't deserve it, she took Caroline up on her offer to get away for awhile.

But, not before she spoke to Damon. She needed to put on her big boy pants to tell him the truth. Their friendship wasn't the same after that night, even if he said it would be. So, she needed to tell him everything, even if she were possibly going to be faced with rejection.

When Damon opened the door, she tried not to pay attention to his exposed chest, as his shirt hung open. She knew Elena was in there… in the boardinghouse that Bonnie had spent so much time in once upon a time.

Her first instinct was to just turn around and leave. This was stupid. But, his voice prevented that.

"Helloo, earth to witchy?"

She wanted to say something… anything. But she was literally speechless in front of him. What the hell? She could say that she and Enzo broke up, that she knew about the ring for Elena and if he was really going to propose to her. She could yell at him for opening her heart up to him. Hell, she could have just jumped into his arms and kissed him for crying out loud, but instead she just stood there and stared at him.

"If you have nothing to say then I need to get back to E—"

"I love you!"

Her eyes widened just as much his did. In that moment neither of them expected that confession, and Bonnie would have given anything to crawl under a rock.

Especially when he didn't say anything afterwards. But, his eyes… his eyes told her everything that she needed to know.

She was too late.

So, yeah, she had a flight to catch.

A/N: Thank you all for reading. I'm in that area where I feel like the second chapter wasn't as good as the first, but I still hope you all enjoyed anyway. I'm sure you probably saw some familiarity with different shows in here with certain dialogue, especially that quote Elena said "A soul mate is like a best friend, but more." So, I just wanted to point that out.

Again, thanks for reading, and there will be one more chapter and this mini fic will be complete.