AN: And now, my turn! Yeah! Thanks so much to our reviewers and to Primavera15 for being an awesome buddie… and for getting Bonnie and Damon to kiss… hehehehehehe!
*clears throat* moving on… time for the story!
Lucie POV
I heard Bonnie's voice suddenly disappear, and then the dial tone of the phone. Damn. I was using a local payphone because my cell ran out of batteries… but, now that piece of crap ran out of minutes. I was so anxious to hear Bonnie's answer and now I couldn't. I wouldn't know her feelings about Damon, the damn bloodsucker…
But, as much as I wanted to hate him, I couldn't… at least, not at this moment in time. He saved Bonnie, the girl I was in love with, from getting hurt by street vamps. It was something that I couldn't help but feel grateful for. Even if I hated the guy, I had to be thankful at that act of kindness… even if he was a damn leech…
"Well, I feel appreciated. Be called names and whatnot is a wonderful why to sow gratitude," a voice said from behind me. I turned myself around and out of the shadows came none other than Damon Salvatore.
I glared at him, "If you want to feel appreciated, start by allowing people to have their thoughts to themselves, " I growled out.
"I could, but then that would be no fun. Your thoughts are just so interesting, "he replied sarcastically.
"Why did you come here?" I asked suddenly. It's not as if Damon and I were friends and he was just seeing how I was doing. There had to be some reason…
"What? I can't stop in and check on my enemies?"
"Please. This is you we're talking about."
"Fair enough. I came here to thank you for letting me know Bonnie might be in danger. Without your help, she might've died tonight," he replied sincerely. My eyes widened. Damon Salvatore, the vampire, was thanking me, a werewolf. The two sworn enemies making amends on common ground… never thought I'd see the day.
"Oh, don't look so surprised. I care about her, too, you know. I wouldn't be able to stand it if she died," Was the next sarcastic reply.
"Alright. That's fair. And, I wanna thank you, too. If you hadn't gone and helped Bonnie and saved her from those vampires, she would be dead- no question about it," I said back to him. I meant it, too. If it hadn't been for the leech- as much as I hate to admit it- Bonnie wouldn't have been alive and well at this very moment.
He nodded, "I think we can call a truce… for now. After all, we have one common goal that keeps us from tearing each other's throats out- and that's Bonnie. As long as she's around, we basically can't hurt each other without hurting her."
"True. I'll call a truce… for now. But, the moment that she wants you gone, you're dead. And I'll be sure to kill you myself."
Damon shrugged, "Wouldn't expect any less. But, be aware that it's the same thing for me, too. The moment Bonnie wishes you out of her life, I'll be sure to fulfill her wishes."
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
And, with those final words from me, the vampire disappeared into the shadows, blending in with the night.
Bonnie POV
Mother and I arrived home shortly after we left the mall. I was glad. Frankly, between all the shopping and the vampire attacks, I was tired beyond belief. All I wanted to do was hop in the shower and just go to bed. We pulled into our driveway, gathered up all our bags and headed in. Mother let me head upstairs, saying she would take care of the clothes herself. Normally, I would've argued to help her, but I was to damn worn out.
I grabbed my Pajamas and headed to take a quick shower. I changed, then walked back into my room, ready to go to bed. However, things didn't go exactly as I planned. Standing in my bedroom- leather jacket and all- was the vampire I had seen earlier that night. Damon Salvatore. (AN: Had you going there, didn't I?)
"Not to be rude, but what do you want? I am tired! I just want to head to bed!" I whisper-shouted at him, not wanting Mother to overhear.
"Just came to check up on you. I needed to make sure you're alright," was his answer.
"Why do you care so much about me? In all honesty, you could have anyone you wanted. I'm nothing special," I sighed.
"I told you how I felt."
"Yes, but you never said why you felt that way."
He grinned, "You're the most beautiful person I've ever met, in and out. Fiery red hair, big, innocent eyes. You're caring, warm, gentle. I've never seen you let anyone who is hurt go without being helped. But, at the same time, you're brave and courageous. You'll fight for your friends and you won't let anyone take advantage of you."
I looked at him, amazed. There was no way he saw that much in me." I'm not that amazing," I grumbled out.
Damon was by my side in a second. He cupped my chin, tilting my head so I was looking him in the eyes.
"You don't see yourself clearly, either," he mumbled.
I don't know what came over me then. I really don't. But, all I know was one moment he was talking, and the next moment, I pressed him to me with all I had- making sure our lips were connected, as well.
The kiss was beyond what one would think. It was insane! It set my insides on fire, and made my skin feel so warm and tingly. It was surreal and… it was blissful. Completely and utterly blissful, calm, and magical. That's the word. Magic. The kiss was magic, plain and simple.
I broke apart from Damon quicker than I wanted to, but I needed to breathe. That, and I needed to convince myself that that didn't just happen. I was so not in love with one of the Salvatore brothers. I was not in love with a vampire, the creatures I swore would never take over my heart again. I couldn't be! I just couldn't….
But, at the same time, I couldn't deny my feelings, either. I loved him and I knew it. But I knew I wouldn't be able to take another heartbreak from the guy I loved. It hurt to much the first time… and that was when I was only a kid. Now, as a teen, it would be so much worse to deal with.
I felt arms go around my waist, pulling me towards a muscular chest. I fought the urge to get comfortable with every inch of will I had… and lost. I snuggled into Damon, breathing in his wonderful scent. Why must he be so comfortable?
"Don't fight it, Bonnie, "he whispered. My God, even his voice was amazing, "we were meant to be together. You know it. Don't try to resist. Just give in. Be happy."
And, at that point, I don't think I could've done anything less. Everything at this moment was pure bliss.
AN: there you have it. My chapter. This message I'm about to write has no relevance to is, but I want to tell you guys. A kid at my school just died recently: on July 13. He was only 14 years old, and some type of quad accident stabbed him through the protective gear he was wearing. The memorial service is on the 15th at our school, and I'd like it if you sent your prayers to the family and wish them good luck in getting through this.
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