Letters To My Ex-Jerk
Chapter 18- Bad Girl
We went up to our room soon after dinner, the warm feeling of being full auspicious in my stomach. I collapsed down onto the double bed and Stefan locked the door so that no one would come. He jumped onto the bed beside of me and we lay down side by side.
"This is peaceful," I whispered, when sufficient silence had passed.
Stefan nodded, then suddenly pulled me onto him so I was lying on top of him. I gasped at our sudden close proximity, feeling slightly uncomfortable. I rolled back to my side of the bed and Stefan sat up, eyebrows raised.
"Is everything okay?" He asked, sounding worried as he looked at me.
I sighed, trying to shake the thoughts of his brother out of my mind. I was freaking out about the fact that in a couple of days I would have to admit how I felt to Damon just because I promised it to Sarah. Besides that, I think that I would have told him sooner or later. I was sick of living in a constant bubble. Maybe it was better if I started to distance myself from Stefan.
"Yes," I replied, hopping off of the bed and crouching down next to my suitcase. I started rummaging through it, picking out a white pair of shorts and a pink and white tank top to wear on top. I walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me and dressed quickly in my nightwear. I brushed my teeth quickly and pulled my hair back into a quick ponytail, rubbing the make-up off my eyes and lips with a wet tissue.
I padded back into the room where Stefan was shirtless and with a pair of pajama pants on. He was curled into a ball, a sad look on his face. I felt my heartbreak at his sad expression, knowing somehow that I was the cause of it. I rushed towards him, crouching down on the bed next to his face.
"Are you okay?" I asked, in a gentle tone of voice.
Stefan sat up properly, his steely green eyed gaze focused on me. "Did I do something wrong? Did I like upset you or something?" He asked, fervently.
I shook my head, perching on the edge of the bed next to him. "No, Stefan, you're perfect. It's not you, it's me," I replied, before cursing myself at how cliché I sounded.
Stefan sighed. "That sounds like a break up line," He muttered.
"It's not," I assured him, leaning forward and kissing him gingerly on the lips. I scolded myself internally for leading him on, but I couldn't bear to see his heart break. Stefan was way too good a guy for me. I didn't deserve him. He needed a sweet girl to love him, not a girl who was head over heels for his brother yet was too selfish to let him go.
Stefan kissed me back hungrily, winding his hands into my hair and pulling me onto his chest. I kissed him for a few seconds, then he started to kiss me on my collar bone and started trailing butterfly kisses down my neck. I giggled but he continued taking my giggles for pleasure. I didn't know how I felt about him; feelings were sometimes so confusing. He started to slide his hand under my shirt, but I caught it, squeezing it gently.
"Okay," I yawned, not wanting to go too far with him. I would only regret it in the morning. "Let's hit the sack," I jumped up off bed and flicked the light off before crawling back onto the bed and tucking myself into my side of the bed.
Stefan kissed me on the forehead. "I love you," He whispered.
"Good night," I replied, breezily, closing my eyes and sinking my head into the pillow. The length and great effort I'd made the whole day caught up with me and I felt myself fall into oblivion right away.
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I woke up the next morning to find firm arms around my waist. I opened my eyes and saw a sleeping Stefan's eyes firmly closed, his muscular arms enveloping me. I smiled a little because I did feel very comfortable and closed my eyes again just as there was a loud pounding on the door followed by it being flung open. I heard footsteps and then Damon was standing over the bed, an angry look on his face.
"Are you guys dead?" He demanded, folding his arms across his chest.
Stefan woke up and sat up sleepily. I pulled the cover up to my chin because I was wearing hardly anything except some flimsy shorts and a tank and I didn't like being that undressed with Damon here.
"Hey, what the heck are you doing here?" Stefan demanded.
"I was just going to ask the same question. And how did you get in? The door was locked," I put in, glaring at the elder Salvatore. How could he invade our privacy that way? What if we had been… er… busy or something wearing less than we were wearing right now?
"I got in with the master key. We thought you'd died or something. It's 11 and you guys are still asleep. We tried knocking and then there was no reply," Damon huffed, eyes narrowed at his brother.
"Where's Andie?" Stefan asked. Andie was certainly the more reasonable one.
"She's down having breakfast. She kept telling me leave you guys alone but I couldn't. I thought something had happened," Damon's anger glazed into something like concern for a few seconds before switching back to anger.
"Hmm, yeah. Something happened to us in a hotel room with two adults and stuff. What if we were doing something private?" Stefan demanded, hugging me close to him.
Damon's eyes narrowed into slits. "Something like what?"
"You know," Stefan winked at his brother and Damon just continued glaring. I felt my cheeks warm, so I hopped out of the bed and grabbed some clothes from the suitcase; all the while the Salvatore's having a staring contest. I rolled my eyes and ducked into the bathroom, changing quickly into some green Capri pants and a green and yellow decorated shirt. I slipped on some white sandals and ran a brush through my hair before adding some black eyeliner and clear gloss. I remembered I hadn't brushed my teeth so I did that quickly, before hurrying back out.
Stefan was already dressed in a pair of red Billabongs and a white shirt. Damon was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's your psycho brother?" I asked, jokily as I slipped my cell phone in my pocket. There was a missed call from Caroline, so I made a mental note to call her up later.
"Gone back to the asylum," Stefan joked back.
I chuckled. "Are we going down to breakfast?" I mumbled, as he slipped his sandals on.
"Yes, come on, Ms. Bennett," Stefan came over and offered me his hand. I took it, hooking my hand through his elbow and letting him lead me downstairs to breakfast.
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"Do not splash me!" I demanded, glaring at Damon who had a ball of water between his hands. We were in the Inn's indoor pool a couple of hours after breakfast. Andie was hanging out with the guy from the restaurant last night and Sarah was going on the water slides with Stefan because I was too scared to ride them, so I was left to hang out with Damon, and with my new revelation about being in love with him, that wasn't such a good idea.
"Why would I? I'm so innocent," Damon put on an innocent look and then smirked at me.
"Sure you are," I said, sarcastically as I backed away from him. I bit my lip as I hit the pool side with my back and Damon had me cornered into the side of the pool. He dropped the water from his hands and held them up as if in surrender. He then started to tickle me, causing me to giggle and squirm. I started swimming away from him but he caught me, pulling me onto his back so it was as if I was riding a dolphin.
I giggled and held onto him tightly as not to fall off and he suddenly whirled around and dunked me under the water so fast I almost got a heart attack. I jumped up out of the water and Damon followed, chuckling. We leaned on the edge of the pool, silently kicking our legs gently behind us.
"Who's that that Andie's hanging out with?" I asked, curious as I watched the guy help her out of the pool and towards a small café on the pool side which sold drinks and stuff. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and then blushed and giggled at something he said.
"Ummm, some guy she was friends with back here. Elijah something or the other," Damon muttered.
"Strange name," I replied, pushing wet strands of hair away from my face.
"I know,"
"Aren't you jealous that he's stealing your girl?" I asked, watching how cozy Andie and Elijah looked with one another. They took their drinks, Elijah taking a long sip from Andie's and causing her to smack him on the arm and take it back.
"A little…. "He muttered, "And aren't you jealous about your sexy friend Sarah hanging out with your Lover boy?"
"No, Sarah's my BFF. She'd never do that to me. That's just how best friends are. God, she's had some super hot boyfriends in the past, but they were off limits to me even after she stopped dating them. It's a rule in our best friend's book," I informed him, smiling as I thought of the book we'd made together as teens with the 'guy' rules. Rule number one was to never let a guy come between us, no matter how hot he was.
"Ooh, shocking. Good girl Bonnie Bennett crushing on her best friend's hot beaus," Damon mocked, winking at me from the side.
"I'm not that good," I replied, frowning at him.
Damon laughed as if I'd made the best joke in the world. "That's funny, Bennett,"
"No! I'm serious… I'm not a good girl. I can be a bad girl all I want," I retorted, folding my arms across my bikini-clad chest.
"Yeah? Well, show me," Damon replied, his eyes sparkling at the fact that he was giving me a challenge.
"Fine, I will," I replied, huffing as I tried to think of a way to prove to him that I wasn't such a good girl.
"Hmmm, I'm sure," Damon replied, sarcastically.
He kept on looking at me with a challenging look on his face so I leaned towards him, and then twirled my hair on my finger, reaching forward so I was precariously close to him. I heard the breath catch in his throat as I started to place kisses on his neck, forgetting that I was in a public place. All I could remember was that it was Damon and I against the world. I kissed up to the tips of his mouth, but didn't touch his lips; instead I caressed his cheeks gently.
Damon's animal instinct took over, kissing me hungrily on the lips. I kissed him back, feeling unable to do anything other. He pulled me up onto the pool edge and stood between my legs, feeding kisses to my cheek and then down my neck before he pulled me into his arms and kissed me fully on the lips again. I felt like I was in my greatest fantasy and nothing in the world could break me out of it.
Nothing in the world except for Stefan's hurt voice demanding: "What the heck is going on here?"
A/N: Cliffhanger! I'm sorry… God, I never planned for Bonnie to cheat on Stefan but Damon and a bad Bonnie made me go there! ;) Thanks to all who reviewed… I hope you liked it!
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