Letters To My Ex-Jerk

Chapter 21- Sobering Up

I woke up to my head throbbing and then pounding. I groaned and touched my hand to my head but the movement only inflicted more pain upon me.

"Bonnie? Are you okay?" A panicked voice exclaimed from above of me.

I opened my eyes and looked up to see emerald green eyes staring down at me, light brown hair peeking up over them. "Stefan?" I asked, trying to sit up but feeling pain wash over me once again.

Stefan nodded. "Are you feeling better?" He asked, a concerned tone in his voice. He sat down on the edge of the bed I now realized I was lying in. I discovered I was back in our room in the hotel, I wonder who had carried me. Probably Stefan because Damon had gone insane. Memories started flooding through me again and I cringed as I remembered myself being thrown into the water and hitting my head on a rock or something.

I nodded. "Relatively. My head still hurts," I touched it and winced as if to prove my point. Stefan handed me a pill and some water.

"This should help with the headache," He said, and I gulped it down before closing my eyes. "What happened?" I asked, a few seconds later.

Stefan sighed, running a hand through his gorgeous light brown hair. "Well, after you hit your head, you started to sink so I jumped after you and took you to shore. Sarah was freaking out and we both carried you back to the room, leaving Andie and her friend El-something or the other-"

"Elijah," I corrected.

"-Elijah to deal with Damon and help him back to his room. He drank way too much last night," Stefan muttered.

"I'll say," I murmured, "Is he okay?"

Stefan nodded. "I checked on him a half hour ago and Andie was in there talking to him in a hushed tone of voice. He was drinking some juice so I think he felt better though he had a hell of a hangover," He said.

"Well, duh. He drank like all the alcohol at the party," I replied, smiling a little.

Stefan shrugged. "You could say that," He replied, smiling back at me before his face turned expressionless. "Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay, I'll-,"

"Wait, Stefan," I sat up, flinching but I leaned back against the pillow, "I don't want it to end like this," I pleaded, looking at him with begging muddy green eyes.

Stefan sighed. "I don't know if I'm ready to talk about this," He muttered, standing up.

"Don't leave! You are, Stefan. I'm super sorry, and all I ask is your forgiveness. Will you give it to me?" I asked, hopefully.

Stefan sighed again. He seemed to be doing a lot of sighing. "Fine. I forgive you," He said, almost reluctantly. He met my eyes for a few seconds, and I could tell that I was indeed forgiven.

I felt assuaged that he had accepted my apology so I held my arms out. "Come here," I ordered, and he smiled a little wolfish smile and hurried over to me, wrapping his arms around me and hugging me back. It felt so good to be in Stefan's arms again though it was nothing like being in Damon's arms.

I smiled against him as he pulled back. "When am I allowed to get out of this bed? We are supposed to be leaving tonight. I'm not going to waste the whole day!" I exclaimed, optimistically.

"Is your headache feeling better?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Yes," I replied, because honestly, it wasn't hurting that much anymore. I got out of bed, stumbling a little because of my legs misuse and then stood by Stefan. "Have you gotten breakfast yet?"

"No," Stefan shook his head. "I haven't yet. Are you hungry?" He inquired.

"Uh-hmm, give me just a few minutes to change," I asked of him and Stefan nodded, stepping politely out of the room and giving me some privacy. I fished around in my bag for some white shorts and a green and white tank top and slipped them on. I washed my face so that it was devoid of any make-up traces then applied some green eyeliner and some clear lip gloss. I brushed my hair back into a ponytail, slipped some sandals on and then followed Stefan outside.

He was waiting outside with Sarah who jumped into my arms the second I left the room. She hugged me close to her. "I was so damn worried about you. Damon's a freaking idiot!" she complained, putting her arms around me.

I laughed. "Maybe, or maybe he was just under the influence," I mumbled.

She shook her head. "He shouldn't have drunk too much. This is all his fault. What if you were severely hurt? God, you're lucky that Stefan managed to save your butt out there. He was like freaking superman," She gazed in awe at Stefan who looked embarrassed.

"It was nothing," He replied.

Sarah punched him in the arm lightly. "Yea, yea Mr. Modest," She joked and he smiled at her. I sensed some sort of connection between them and decided that if they were going to be together or something, I'd be totally happy for them. Jealousy pushed aside, they'd make a great couple.

"Are we going down for breakfast any time soon?" He asked, "I'm starving,"

Sarah and I laughed and linked arms and followed Stefan downstairs to the little café that they had with a breakfast buffet. My head was still a little sore but I decided I wasn't going to let my last day in California go to waste without having a great time with my friends and now that Stefan was back to being my friend, I couldn't be happier.

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"Have any of you seen Andie?" I asked, halfway through our breakfast.

Stefan and Sarah who were sitting opposite to me shook their heads. Sarah took a sip of orange juice, "I don't know where she is," She admitted.

"That's weird. She usually eats here," I muttered, confused as to where she was. This was our last day here, I would have thought she'd have been hanging out with us more or something. Maybe she was visiting her family.

My cell phone suddenly rang and I checked the caller ID and saw it was Elena. What was she doing calling me? I picked up, and headed away from the table to have some privacy. "Hey Elena,"

"Oh my god, Bonnie you're okay! I was worried sick," She replied, sounding like she was hushing someone in the background.

"How did you know I got hurt? Was it on the news or something?" I joked, surprised as to how she'd gotten to know about my injury.

"No," Elena laughed, "I called you while you were passed out and Stefan answered your phone and told me what happened," She informed me.

"Oh,"

"Yes, so you're coming back today right?" She asked, sounding gleeful. She was then speaking to someone and I could tell she'd placed her hand on top of the phone. She laughed then and said, "I'm back."

"Our flight's in the afternoon," I said, remembering our flight information.

"Cool! Well, I just wanted to see if you were okay and stuff… yes, honey, I'll be a second," She said, clearly speaking to someone in the background.

"Who do you keep talking to?" I asked, curious though it was none of my business.

Elena laughed. "It's my new boyfriend, he's kind of obsessive," She explained, and I heard a masculine voice protest in the background.

"What happened to Stevie?" I asked, recalling the name of her previous boyfriend.

"Nah, I ended it with him. Anyway, I have to go! I hope you have a nice flight," She said, in a kind voice.

"Thanks, see you soon." I hung up, weirded out by her call. I slipped my cell phone in my pocket and hurried back to them.

"Who was it?" Sarah asked.

"It was Elena," I explained, "My old roommate,"

Sarah nodded and Stefan spoke up: "Um, Damon was here and he told us that when you're finished with the call to go meet him in the garden beside the swimming pool." He said.

"Really?"

"Yes," Sarah replied, "so go on,"

I nodded. "I'll be back," I promised them before I hurried out of the café and towards the pool area. A happy chatter filled the hotel as couples, families and just friends made their way through to the pool for a morning swim. The sound of splashes, laughing and squealing only added to the ambience of it all. I spotted Damon sitting on a bench in the garden, looking down at the ground.

"Damon," I said, when I approached him. He looked up, his blue eyes looking thoughtful.

"Bonnie, hey, take a seat," He pointed to the spot next to him and I obeyed, perching next to him.

"So what's up?" I asked him.

"I wanted to apologize for yesterday." Damon looked sheepish. "I was asinine and stupid. I shouldn't have drunk that much," His tone was ashamed of his behavior. "I could have hurt you, Bonnie."

"It's okay," I replied, knowing that he wasn't in his right mind. "How do you feel right now with the killer hangover?"

"Bad, but I felt way worse when I found out that you'd hit your head and were hurting," He looked up at my head and then touched the tender spot, causing me to yelp in pain.

He looked anguished. "I didn't mean to," He replied, "I promise,"

I nodded. "It's okay, Damon." I repeated. "I know you'd never hurt me on purpose,"

"I'm stupid, it's no wonder Andie broke up with me," He grumbled, looking down at the ground. It was only then that I realized that his azure blue eyes were wet and the hands on his knees were tepid and sweating. I took them and squeezed them gently.

"Why would she do that?" I asked.

"She came here with me so she could make her ex-boyfriend Elijah jealous," He muttered, hatefully. "She has been cheating on me since we were here,"

"I kind of knew that she was fooling around with him," I admitted but I simpered as Damon's intense gaze fixed on my own.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He complained, his voice quiet.

"I didn't want you to find out that way. I wanted her to be the one to tell you," I muttered, looking away and feeling my cheeks warm.

Damon sighed. "I guess I understand. I just can't believe she used me," He stared down at the ground, and I felt so sorry for him, I couldn't help but slip my arm around his shoulder and then hug him close to me. The splendor of his touch sent ripples of emotion through my body, making me want to hold him forever. It was like touching an electric socket: thrilling, yet dangerous at the same time.

"So she's back together with Elijah?" I asked.

Damon nodded. "Yep, and she's spending a few more days here with him. She's not going home with us today," He murmured.

"I see, so Andie's more or less ditched us," I replied, keeping my arm around his shoulder.

He nodded again. "Basically," He murmured.

"Okay, so since I think Stefan and Sarah are going to spend the day together, how about we head to the beach?" I asked, wanting to lift his spirits a little.

"That sounds like fun, as long as I don't swing you around and make you hit your head on a rock again," Damon joked.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You wouldn't dare," I teased back, and he laughed at me.

"We'll see about that," Damon replied, and I was glad that I'd helped him out of his depressed mood.

"Are you sure you're sobered up?" I asked, as we got up and started towards the beach.

"Yes," Damon replied, "If I wasn't sober, could I do this without dropping you?" He then scooped me onto his back and started running in the direction of the beach, causing a few people to look at us and laugh and point but I didn't care, this was the most fun I'd had in a while.

A/N: I hope you guys liked that! Thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter!

Next chapter: Bon and Damon hit the beach, their flight and WAY more…

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