Letters To My Ex-Jerk
Chapter 4- Easy
A/N: Hey guys! Hope Y'all had a great Christmas…. It's almost 2011, WHOA! Hahaha, anyway, thanks to all of you who reviewed, alerted and faved… you are the best! (:
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Lily xx
Bonnie's P.O.V
Dear Ex-Jerk,
I'm supposed to be getting ready for my date with Tyler, but I can't stop thinking about you. I hear you laughing outside with Elena, and I grind my teeth because I remember how we used to laugh for hours for no reason. You made me so happy, and anything funny you used to say made me laugh. I know you still have that sense of humor- Elena tells me so.
I'm scared to go on this date. I know I won't ever put my heart out for anyone again because of you. I'm afraid that I won't ever love anyone as much as I loved you. I'm terrified that I'll draw away from him because he doesn't sound like you, feel like you…. Smell like you. You always had the best smell- Hugo Boss perfume (your favorite) and your minty aftershave. I'd hug you and it'd feel so right.
I'm worried that Tyler won't treat me the same way you used to- with care and tender love. I'm scared that nobody will ever measure up to you and I'll be alone while you are married to Elena, and have your perfect life. I can just see it in front of me: your perfect house with its white picket fence, and the big family van that Elena uses to take the kids to soccer practice. I'm being paranoid, but I'm afraid.
It scares me that nobody might ever be able to take your place…
Bonnie xx
*LTMEJ*LTMEJ*LTMEJ*LTMEJ*
I hide the letter away in the box, pushing it further under the bed and throwing on top of it some clothes so that no-one will find it. Elena doesn't go in my room without my permission anyway, and I don't think she'd let Damon either no matter how smitten she is. She's not that far gone- at least I hope not.
I stand up and hurry over to my wardrobe, checking my wall clock- yeah, I have one. I still have time. Tyler's not due to come pick me up except in 30 minutes. I pick out my favorite black puffy skirt, hot pink camisole and some hot pink fishnet leggings. I'm rocking the pink punker badass chick look. I brush my hair out; add some eyeliner and some pink lip-gloss, before grabbing my pink purse.
I hear the doorbell ring, so I hurry out of the room. I check the time on my watch - there's still 15 minutes left. Tyler shouldn't be here yet. I sigh, thinking that maybe he's early.
"I'll get it," I call, to the lovebirds still sitting on the couch- I think they spend the whole day on the couch or something. Elena doesn't even protest, but when I open the door, it's not Tyler but this delivery guy from McDonalds.
"Your order?" He held out a couple of paper bags. I turned to look at Elena, who nodded and ran out of the room to grab her purse. Damon came up and paid for the order, sending the guy away. He winked at me and I rolled my eyes, as Elena hurried back into the room.
"I paid, Lena. Don't worry about it," Damon told her, taking the bags and placing them on the dining table.
"Oh, thank you. That's so sweet, Dammy bear." Elena cooed. Excuse me while I throw up. I thought to myself as I sat down on the couch. Elena and Damon hurried to the table to start eating.
"Bon, I didn't order for you because I know you have a date," Elena said, a few seconds later.
I nodded, standing up. "It's okay," I muttered.
"Oh my god, you look smoking hot Bon-Bon!" She cried a few seconds later, as she stuffed fries into her mouth.
I grinned, turning around. "I'm not sure; do you think Tyler will like it?" I made my voice extra sickly sweet.
Elena nodded, "I think he will. Why don't we get a male's perspective? What do you think Dammy Bear?" She asked, turning towards her boyfriend.
"No, its okay… we don't need-," I started.
"Come on, Damon. Don't be shy, it's just Bonnie," Elena burst out. What did she mean 'it's just Bonnie'?
Damon grinned slyly, "I'd love to comment. Pfft, it is just Bonnie, you're right Elly bear," He sang.
"So?" Elena asked.
Damon shot me a sweet smile, which I turned away from, "You look like a teenage prostitute," He noted, sourly.
"I beg your pardon?" I demanded, whirling to face him, my hands on my hips.
"Dammy, that's not nice," Elena noted, shooting him a scolding look.
"But it's true. I thought you wanted the truth. You want me to lie…okay…" Damon stood up and put his hands to his cheeks. He widened his eyes and put on a high pitched girls voice, "Oh Em Gee! Bon, girl, you look so like awesomely hot…."
He sat down again, grabbing his burger and taking a big bite. Elena started to laugh and I had to bite my lip as not to burst out laughing too.
"We do not talk like that," I reprimanded, shooting him a big scowl.
Damon just laughed, "Yeah, I think you do," He replied, raising an eyebrow.
I let out a sigh of relief as the doorbell rings. I rush to it, and thankfully, it'sTyler this time. I smile at him, "Hey,"
Tyler's jaw drops as he takes me in, "Whoa, hey Bonnie. You look amazing," He said, slowly. I thought I heard the sound of barfing from inside, but I ignore it. Tyler offers me some flowers; pink.
"Thanks, you clean up nice," I noted his dark wash jeans and gray shirt with a skull and cross bones on it.
Tyler smiled, "Thank you," He replied. I took the flowers from him. "You ready to go?" He asked, pulling out his cell phone and checking the time.
"Oh my god, my cell phone," I cried, "I forgot it. One minute, I'll be back…come in," I pushed the door open and he walked over and sat on an armchair a little by the door.
I rushed past him to my room. Elena ran over to me," Ooh, nice flowers. I'll put them in a vase for you in the kitchen," She cried, taking them from me. "Damon, go make Tyler feel welcome." I heard her hiss.
I rolled my eyes and watched from the doorframe as Damon sauntered over to Tyler and they started to talk. God, this was not good. I didn't know what he was saying to him but I had a feeling; I didn't want to know. I grabbed my cell phone from on the dresser and slipped it into my purse. I checked my reflection one last time in the mirror, before hurrying out.
Elena was eating on the table, but Damon was still deep in conversation with Tyler. I heard my name being mentioned as I approached them, and I narrowed my eyes at Damon.
"I got my phone, Tyler. Let's head out," I murmured, nudging him in the back. Tyler looked up and grinned at me. He stood up and we started to leave, but then Damon and Tyler were whispering some more.
"I'll be waiting outside," I declared, before stomping away from them. I stood outside the door, tapping my shoe. What the hell was going on?
Tyler emerged soon, and he wrapped his arm around my waist- a gesture that I felt was too forward but I didn't want to insult him with my first date standards that I'd had to explain to every guy except Damon for some reason. He knew straight away what I wanted. It was so weird; it was like he knew me so well even before we'd dated.
"Ready, babe?" Tyler asked as we started down the steps to the street.
I shrugged, "I suppose. What were you two talking about anyway?" I asked, trying to keep my voice nonchalant.
Tyler bit back a smile, "Nothing, just guy stuff," He replied, not meeting my eyes.
"I heard my name, Tyler." I explained to him, putting one hand on my hip.
Tyler smiled, "Damon was just telling me that he used to date you. I didn't know that," He told me.
"Well, I don't exactly like to advertise it," I stated, trying to get off the dating Damon topic, "So where are we going?"
"I thought we'd head to that cute little Italian restaurant on the corner of the street," He suggested.
"Little Venice?" I asked, and he nodded.
"Erm, could we like go to the one next to it?" I asked, because Damon had once taken me out to Little Venice, because his dad is Italian so he wanted me to get a taste of Italy. From the day that Damon had told me he was half Italian; I'd associated everything Italian with him.
"Why? Do you not like Italian food?" Tyler questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"Something like that. How about Big Buddha?" I suggested an Indian restaurant on the next block.
Tyler shrugged, "Okay," He said, and we started walking in the direction of the Indian restaurant. Looking in the windows of some of the shops, I'd realized we looked so much like a couple. I sighed, remembering how Damon would take me out and we'd just walk, loving each others company and the bright street lights. We'd sometimes get an ice cream from Ben and Jerry's…. Okay, I needed to stop.
I was on a date with another guy- I couldn't just keep thinking of Damon Jerk Salvatore. I couldn't help it though. I was still incredibly curious about what Damon and Tyler had talked about. I just wanted to know.
"Soo, why did you think about taking me to Little Venice?" I asked, biting my lip.
Tyler shrugged, "I like it, and besides, Damon suggested it for some reason," He explained.
Aha, I knew it! Damon wanted to ruin my date by getting me to think about him. What else had he told him?
"What else did he tell you?" I asked, putting on a super sweet voice. I twirled my hair around my finger, and shot him an intense gaze as we neared the restaurant.
Tyler looked nervous, "Bonnie, it was nothing. Funny, Damon said you'd ask me," Tyler chuckled.
I gritted my teeth, "He said that huh?" I tried to keep my tone normal but I must have sounded a little cold so Tyler looked my direction, looking a little frightened at my reaction.
"He meant it in a good way," He added, as we entered the store.
"Hmmm," I said, knowing this was going to be a long date.
*LTMEJ*LTMEJ*LTMEJ*LTMEJ*
A few hours later, we were done with food, and my stomach was hurting from all the spicy food we'd eaten. Those Indians sure liked their food hot. Tyler was holding my hand as we started back down the street towards my home. We decided to sit on a bench for a while, because it was a beautiful night. The stars were shining, even through the polluted New York atmosphere, which meant the stars were extra sparkly tonight.
Tyler was looking at me rather intensely, so I turned to him. "What?" I asked.
Tyler smiled, "You're just so beautiful," He whispered, stroking my cheek.
I smiled back at him, and we were just looking into each others eyes. His eyes were so dark brown and they looked just like dark chocolate, very much unlike Damon's which were an extreme color of ice blue. Stop thinking of him! I internally scolded myself.
Suddenly, Tyler's lips were on mine and he was kissing my furiously. I kissed him back at first, but then the kiss got too sensual; he was touching me everywhere and it was freaky. I hardly knew him, so I pushed him off of me.
"What are you doing?" I demanded, straightening my clothes and standing up.
Tyler looked at me hungrily, "What?" He replied, dazed. He started kissing my neck and I shoved him away again.
"Not in public, Tyler," I scolded, as I started to walk away from him.
"Then what? Do you want to go back to my place?" He waggled his eyebrows at me and I scowled at him.
"No way. This is the first date. I would never…like do that. What do you think I am, some kind of slut?" I demanded, hoping my eyes could burn holes in him from my death glare.
Tyler bit his lip, "But Damon said…" He trailed off as he saw the look of fury in my eyes.
"Damon said what?" I asked, slowly and trying to keep my temper under control.
"N-nothing," Tyler whimpered as I stalked towards him.
"The son of a cow said what?" I demanded, grabbing Tyler's shirt and holding him in a death grip.
"He said you're easy," Tyler stated, "Let me go now," He pleaded, a few seconds later.
"I'm easy?" I shouted, "He's a big fat liar,"
"I-I know that now…" Tyler trailed off.
"And you believed him?" I demanded, not waiting to hear the answer.
"Good bye, Tyler," I called over my shoulder as I ran towards my apartment. Damon was going to get it for messing up my date. He was going to get it bad. He was going to wish he was never born; just wait till I got revenge. I thought to myself as I shoved the key into the door, and opened it.
A/N: Hey guys! That was the end of Chapter 4…Did you think it was good? Bad? AWFUL? Hahaha (:
Do you guys have any ideas of what Bonnie could do to Damon? I have some ideas but I want some really devilish ones…. Ones that will turn his life upside down… I have some tricks up my sleeves but if you have any ideas, don't be shy to tell me!
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Lily: Okay, and I don't own The Vampire Diaries, though I wish I did. Especially Damon…
LilyCullenSalvatore96 (Lily96): No, Damon is mine…
Lily: No way… he's mine… You can have Stefan… *blinks at her innocently*
Lily96: NO! Why would I want St. Stefan? I want DAMON! End of story..
Lily: Well, you're not getting him. END OF STORY. *sticks tongue out*
Damon: *enters the room* Ladies, stop fighting over me!
Lily and Lily96: NO! Stop talking you, we're fighting over Damon Salvatore…
Damon: *confused* But I am Damon…
Lily: *gives him a weird look* Oookay? Anyway, I told you.. I'm getting Damon.. you can have anybody else… Jeremy?
Lily96: No! I want Damon..He's so hot, and awesome and the best…
Damon: I'm here! *holds hands out*
Lily: Pfft, Damon's just a character.. you're not him…
Lily96: *eyes widen* You're that Damon impersonator. You're Paul Wesley dressed up as Damon Salvatore.
Lily: OMG, you're right…. Get out of here, Paul..we're obsessing over Damon.
Damon: BUT I AM DAMON!
Lily and Lily96: Yeaahh, right! *laugh then link arms* Let's get out of here, and leave this Damon impersonator alone!
Damon: *watches them leave* BUT I'm NOT PAUL! Urgh… girls.. they're just so weird… anyway, if any of you want to be in the disclaimer, tell me, or Lily or whoever… Smilesx10 will be in the next one, then whoever wants to be… Thanks for reading!