Chapter 15: Heart Shaped Glasses

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Ian: [waves frantically] HiIkeasGoddess!

Damon: You are so gay.

Ian: I am not, grandpa!

Damon: Hey, you did play a gay guy [rolls eyes]

Me and Ian: IT WAS BISEXUAL!

Stefan and Elena: [facepalm]

From the song: Heart Shaped Glasses by Marilyn Manson

…She said kiss me, it'll heal but it won't forget…She reminds me of a one I knew that cut up the negatives of my life, I couldn't take my hands off her she wouldn't let me be anywhere but inside…And I don't mind you keeping me all pins and needles. If I could stick to you, and you stick me too…

"Find something interesting, Elena?"

She jumped and turned, seeing Damon, a look of sheer fury across his features.

She accidently dropped the diary, but made no move to pick it up, for he looked like a cobra about ready to strike at any sudden movement.

"I –I-"

"I, I. You were just reading about a kinky encounter with my brother, our Vampire, Katherine and I." He bent down and picked the leather book up and set it back on the desk, then turned to Elena.

He wasn't hurt, as she would have been. No, this was utter fury.

"It…I don't…"

Damon took a predatory step towards Elena, and she reflexively stepped back.

"You don't have any idea what Katherine has done with my brother and I. And, if you decide to keep reading, that wasn't the only time or way we had done it."

"W-"

Another step, a blood-thirsty look in his eyes. "Better yet, I could describe it for you. Every single detail."

"I-"

She was now backed up against the desk, Damon so close their bodies touched. He leaned down and whispered tauntingly in her ear, "I could tell you what Katherine tasted like."

Elena stopped breathing and shut her eyes tightly.

"I could tell you what we screamed in the moment of passion. I could tell you what it felt like to be inside my brother."

"Damon, Stop!" Elena leaned as far away from him as possible, not wanting to hear anymore.

He leaned back, fully aware he was both disturbing and frightening her.

The emotional wall up, he said, "I compelled Jenna to think that you were going to come back tomorrow. You should probably pack. Jeremy will be staying here for a while." The anger hadn't quite drained out of his face, so she didn't move until he walked quickly to his dresser, pulling out clothes for the day. She stared at him for a minute, realizing that he hadn't looked back at her, not even acknowledging her existence.

She slowly turned towards the door and broke into a run and didn't stop until she reached the bottom of the stairs. The early morning sky was turning a light blue, lighting the kitchen when Elena opened the curtains.

"Elena?" She turned around to see Jeremy. "What's up?"

"Nothing, Jer. How are you feeling?"

Jeremy rolled his eyes and laughed. "Why does everyone ask me that? I'm great!" He threw his arms out to emphasize it. "I love this!"

She smiled sadly. "I'm happy for you."

Jeremy smiled at her for a minute. "You want me to make you some breakfast?"

"You don't have to do-"

"No, no, sit down."

Elena sat down and watched Jeremy open the refrigerator. "Are eggs, okay?"

"Yeah."

He grabbed a carton of eggs and milk. "It's weird seeing this human food in their fridge, huh?" He threw a smile at her.

He seems a lot happier, she thought. Like he had never felt complete – even before mom and dad died, and now he does.

"Do you think Damon would mind if I drink one of his blood bags?" He said, sticking his head back in the refrigerator.

"Um…"

"No, go ahead." Stefan said behind them.

"Thanks." Jeremy smiled and took one out, ripped it with his teeth and took a sip.

He put a pan on the stove and turned the burner on.

"What's up?" Stefan asked Elena.

She shrugged. "Not much."

He nodded and she realized Damon was right; he knew her better than Stefan did.

"I just thought I'd give you guys a heads-up." Jeremy and Elena looked up at him. "I'm going to be bringing a friend down here."

"Who?" Jeremy asked.

Stefan hesitated. "This is complicated to explain. Elena, do you remember Lexi?"

"Of course."

"Apparently, Lexi's boyfriend, Lee was able to find Bonnie's grandmother and told her about the situation with Lexi's death. Sheila knew Lexi, also, and after hearing that Damon…killed Bree down in Georgia…she agreed to help resurrect her."

Elena jumped up. "What? Wait a minute! Damon killed Bree? You're bringing the Vampire that tried to kill Damon in here? Resurrect Lexi?"

"Calm down, Elena." Stefan said comfortingly. "It'll be okay. Bonnie agreed to help."

"How…you can resurrect a Vampire?"

"Not usually. It takes a lot of power, and Sheila was working on Emily's old spell, and Bonnie thinks she knows how to finish it."

Elena had nothing to say about this – resurrect Lexi?

"I'll be back in a few hours, okay, Elena?"

She nodded and waved as Stefan left.

She sat down and buried her face in her hands. Too confusing.

"It'll be okay, Elena." Jeremy smiled reassuringly. "I'll protect you."

She laughed as he resumed making her breakfast.

Damon buttoned his black shirt, not taking his eyes off of the journal. Why Elena decided to read it was beyond him. Maybe she wanted to read about what they did with Katherine?

Damon smirked. Naughty little human.

He walked over and picked up the journal, sat down and began reading, reminiscing about his nights with Katherine and his brother.

Jeremy opened the door before Bonnie could even knock.

"Hey, Bonnie. What's up?"

"I'm sorry, Jeremy."

He pulled his eyebrows together. "What are you sorry about?"

He motioned for her to come inside and closed the door behind her.

"This is my fault, Jeremy. I should have just taken the spell off like Damon and Stefan wanted me to."

"Bonnie, no. I'm happy like this. Everything's cool." He smiled.

Bonnie sat down on the couch and smiled weakly. "Thanks, Jer."

Jeremy sat next to her putting an arm around her shoulders. "Don't think that this is your fault. If you wouldn't have deactivated the device thingy, I more than likely would have become a Vampire anyway."

"But you would have had Anna." She responded and immediately regretted it when Jeremy's face fell.

"That may be, but…I can't change the past now, right?"

Bonnie sighed. "I guess not. Where's Elena?"

"In the library writing. So, what's this about resurrecting some Vampire chick?"

"Oh. Stefan's picking up a girl – Lexi's boyfriend and I am going to finish my grandma's spell to resurrect her."

"Why?"

"She was a good friend to the family, despite being a Vampire."

"How old is she?"

"She's around 350. Emily knew her."

"Emily? Your ancestor."

"Yes."

"Oh."

It was silent for a moment before Bonnie said, "I bet she'll be a good teacher for you. Better than Damon."

"Actually, Damon's been pretty cool lately."

Bonnie scoffed. "There's a first."

"So when should Stefan be back with Lexi's boyfriend?"

"I don't know. A couple days maybe."

"Why did Damon kill that one witch…uh…Bree?"

Bonnie shrugged. "Who knows? He probably slept with her and when she said she hated him, he killed her."

"Au contraire, little witch." Damon stepped into the room, a smirk plastered on his face. "For your information, I've known Bree since she was a freshman in college. Yes, we did have sex, but it was her that asked for more." He grinned.

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "And what's your excuse for killing her?"

"Simple. When I went Georgia about 20 years later, she called Lexi's little boyfriend to kill me."

"She wouldn't -"

"Oh, I assure you, she would." He thought for a moment. "She ripped my heart out, so I ripped hers out. Literally." He grinned.

Bonnie stood up quickly. "You did what?"

Without missing a beat he said, "I reached inside her chest and pulled her heart out, set it on the bar and washed my hands before leaving."

"Wh-you-w-GAH!" She walked over to Damon and drew her hand back as if to slap him, but with his quick reflexes, he grabbed her hand and smirked. That is, until the brain-splitting throbbing started in his head again, but he stubbornly clung to her hand roughly. He glared at her until the pain became too much and he started to fall to the ground.

Alright, little witch. You want to play dirty? Then so can I.

In hopes of subsiding the excruciating pain, he let his fangs lengthen and went for Bonnie's neck. He felt the teeth hit her smooth skin, but before he could penetrate the skin, the pain in his head stopped and he stepped back to look at Bonnie, both of them breathing heavily.

Oblivious to what had just happened; Jeremy stood up and looked from Bonnie to Damon, then back again. "What the hell was that about?"

Damon smirked at Jeremy. "Your little witchy girlfriend had been practicing."

Bonnie glared at him, and then her phone rang. She pulled it out of her pocket.

"Hello?...yeah…at the boarding house….yes…okay." She hung up. "My mom wants me home."

"Bye." Jeremy smiled.

She started to head out, and then turned around. "Tell Elena that Mayor Lockwood's funeral is in 3 days and Caroline's is in a week."

"Will do." Damon replied indifferently and walked out of the room.

Jeremy watched as Bonnie started to walk out when her phone rang.

"Hello...yeah. No. what? Are you kidding? No…okay. Bye." She hung up and immediately began laughing hysterically.

"What?" Jeremy asked curiously.

"That was my sister…M-m-att and Tylerrr…." She kept laughing. "Matt's mom, Tyler's mom and Caroline's mom walked in to find Matt and Tyler mid-make out!"

"What? Are you serious?"

Bonnie nodded and resumed laughing. Jeremy soon joined in.

"Well, I better go." She put a hand on Jeremy's arm. "See you later."

"Bye." He smiled, and then leaned in a kissed her lightly.

She smiled and walked out the door.

Jeremy walked into the kitchen to find Damon peering his head into the refrigerator. His black attire definitely stood out in the kitchen. Jeremy noticed.

Suddenly Damon looked up and tossed one of the blood bags to Jeremy, whose quick reflexes allowed him to catch it easily. Damon downed the first one, and then opened the second one.

Jeremy took a sip of his before looking at Damon. "What did you do to Elena?"

He looked up sharply. "Why?"

Jeremy shrugged, a little frightened of getting him angry; he knew what Damon was capable of. "She seemed upset. She's in the library writing now."

Damon smirked. "She saw something she didn't really want to see."

"Huh?" Was he talking about sex?

"Not that. Have you heard about Katherine?"

"Not really. Stefan and Elena told me a few things, but I never really heard everything."

"Well, in 1864, before we were turned, my brother and I shared her."

Jeremy nodded. He'd heard that much.

Damon took another drink out of the blood bag. "Well, I left a journal I used to write in on my desk, not reading it for…a hundred years or so, and Elena found it and read it."

"Oh. Why?"

"I don't know." Damon smirked.

"What was the thing she saw that she didn't really want to know about?"

Damon's smirk broadened. "A few of my kinky encounters with my brother and Katherine."

Jeremy's mouth dropped open. "You guys…all...three…kind of…"

"There's no kind of about it, Jeremy," Damon grinned. "We did it." Another nonchalant drink.

Jeremy let his mouth hang there for a second before closing it. "And you two were still human."

"Yep."

"Why…did you guys do that?" A slightly grossed out, slightly intrigued Jeremy asked.

Damon shrugged. "We were young, she was a Vampire. She was our life. We'd do anything for her."

"Apparently."

Damon smirked at him. "I'm guessing you've never had sex with a Vampire."

"Uh…yeah."

He raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yeah. Anna." Jeremy responded, not meeting Damon's eyes.

To his surprise, Damon let out a laugh.

"Well, then, you obviously know why we did it."

"Uh…yeah, but with your brother?"

"Oh, Trust me, Jeremy. Vampires are sexual creatures." Damon smirked and strode out of the room.

He suddenly poked his head back in. "Here" He threw a ring at him. "This will keep you from burning in the sun." Then he left.

(A/N: Once again, I could TOTALLY make this into a Jeremy/Damon slash story!)

Jeremy sat in the living room for a minute.

What did it feel like when Vampire's had sex with other Vampires?

What would it feel like to have sex with a witch?

Whoa, where did that come from?

He kept thinking about Bonnie and this Witch thing. She said she was going to resurrect Lexi? Who was Lexi, anyway?

A realization came to him and he stood up quickly. If Bonnie resurrected Lexi, couldn't she resurrect Anna?

He thought about asking Damon or Elena to come with him, because he knew it was dangerous for him to go outside alone, but he didn't care. He looked at his ring, and with superhuman speed, he ran out the door.

…Don't break my heart and I won't break your heart-shaped glasses. Little girl, little girl you should close your eyes, that blue is getting me high and making me low…