Saturday evening rolled around and Bonnie was super excited to go out on a date with Damon. He was treating her to a Dinner and then a movie of their choice afterwards. If someone would have told her a year ago that she would be excited to go on a date with Damon Salvatore plus end up having mind numbing wonderful sex with him Bonnie would have told that person that they where insane and needed mental help. Yet here she was in the present doing these very things. It really amazed her the number of feelings that one man could bring out of her. Anger, ;hate, frustration, fury, lust, want, desire, warmth, tenderness, care. All of these things that he could make her feel and Bonnie wasn't sure that there was any other person in her life that could make her feel such a range of emotions like Damon could.
Bonnie sat on the couch watching a early evening Saturday movie to pass the time until it was time to go out on her date with Damon. She heard a knock on the door and got up walking to it.
"Who is it?" She asked
"Little Witch, Little Witch, let me come in." Damon spoke from the other side.
Bonnie smiled "Not by the hairs of by chiny, chin, chin." She said playing along.
Damon chuckled his voice traveling through the closed door. "Then I guess the big bad wolf is going to have to eat you all up."
Bonnie opened the door and saw him standing there dressed in his usual black attire and looking sexy while doing it. "Don't do that." Bonnie laughed.
"You going to let me in?" Damon asked eyes sweeping over her body.
"Of course." Bonnie grabbed his arm and pulled her into her apartment. She shut the door. "You're early it still an hour before we leave for our date."
"I know, I wanted to come a little early so that I could hang out with you before our date." Damon let her know.
Bonnie walked over to the couch and sat down. "That's very nice of you."
"What are you doing?" Damon asked
Bonnie patted the spot beside her on the couch. "Watching a movie."
Taking off his leather jacket and revealing a long sleeved back shirt underneath Damon went over and took a seat besides her on the couch he placed his leather jacket on the back of the couch. "What movie are you watching?"
"Moulin Rouge." Bonnie answered "You ever seen it?"
Damon watched the images move across on the screen. "Never, Musicals are not my style."
"Not surprised by that." Bonnie commented.
Damon put his arm over her shoulder and tolerated the movie since she seemed to be enjoying it. After a while some guy who was apparently giddy in love was singing. 'Love lift us up where we belong' to Nicole Kidman's character. Damon got out his cell phone and accessed the internet.
Bonnie broke her attention away from the movie to see what he was up to. "What are you doing?"
"Checking up on my Fantasy Football team. Rivers screwed up by score last week throwing three picks against the Raiders." Damon said with a annoyed scowl.
"Really you play that?" Bonnie asked curious
Damon moved his fingers over his cell phone. "I do. I'm starting Drew Brees tomorrow because the Saints are facing the Dallas Cowboys who's secondary sucks ass."
For some reason this surprised Bonnie. "You actually play Fantasy Football."
"Yes why ask?" Damon questioned.
Bonnie shrugged a shoulder. "Just never pictured you as the guy who is into that type of stuff."
"Well I am." Damon placed his cell phone back in his pocket. "It's something for to do and I love football just as much as the next man does."
"Since we are on the subject of Football and quarterbacks, Tom Brady is so hot." Bonnie commented.
Damon looked at her. "You serious?"
"I am." Bonnie said "He's one hell of a good looking quarterback."
"Please." Damon rolled his eyes heaven ward. "Why do women think he's hot? He's a great quarterback, but is so over rated in the looks department."
Bonnie smirked. "I guess if you and Tom Brady were standing side by side that all of the women would say that you're better looking." She said with playful sarcasm.
"Of course." Damon gestured. "Just look at me, Tom Brady's looks would seem average next to mine."
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "If that's what you saw Mr. Ego"
"It's true." Damon said
"Have you looked yourself in the mirror and kissed your image lately?" Bonnie said playfully
Damon furrowed his eyebrows in amusement. "Are you making fun of me little witch?"
"You bet." Bonnie stood up from the couch. She grabbed his leather jacket and put it on. It hung loosely over her tiny frame.
"What are you doing?" Damon asked with an arched brow.
Bonnie grinned at him. "You'll see."
Damon just watched her from his spot on the couch, Curious to see what she was up to.
Bonnie cleared her throat and did her best impression of Damon. "I'm Damon Salvatore, I'm so hot and sexy and I'm the hottest, most good looking man slash vampire that ever walked the face of this earth." Bonnie mocked in her best Damon voice and adding in the classic Damon smirk.
Damon had to laugh she was pretty spot on. He got to his feet. "Funny, Ha, Ha, now maybe I should mock you Judgey." He said reaching for her and brushed his fingers over her neck.
The contact caused Bonnie to flinch back, a giggle escaping her lips.
A twinkle came to Damon's eyes like he had just discovered the best thing ever made. "My, My is the witch tickle prone ?"
Bonnie shook her head seeing where this was going. "No." She lied
"I believe that you are." Damon said a mischievous glint in his eye.
Bonnie saw his intentions. "Don't even think about it."
"Guess you should have thought about that before making fun of me." Damon said approaching her.
Bonnie held up her hands backing away from him smiling. "I was just messing with you."
Damon grinned wickedly. "I know but the tickle monster must make you pay." He reached for her.
"No." Bonnie ducked from under his grasp laughing. She ran around the couch to try and get away from him.
Damon chuckled chasing her around and around the couch four times before he used her vampire speed to wrap his arms around her. He began tickling her."
"Cheater." Bonnie laughed trying to squirm out of his grasp.
"I've got you now my little witch." Damon gleefully began tickling her in any bare spot of her skin that he could find.
Bonnie laughed uncontrollably as her struggle to get away from her landed them on the couch, Now she was pinned under Damon's body at the mercy of his tickling. Damon laughed along with her, her laughter making him laugh.
"Okay, Okay. " Bonnie said between giggles.
"Do you give up?" Damon asked tickling her feet.
Bonnie was laughing so hard that tears were coming out of her eyes. "Yes I give up."
"Before I gave you mercy you must apologize for making fun of me." Damon told her playfully.
"I'm sorry for making fun of you." Bonnie said
"And I'm hotter than Tom Brady." Damon told her.
Bonnie giggled. "Alright you're hotter than Brady."
Damon stopped his tickles looking at the woman beneath him a soft laugh escaping his lips.
Bonnie looked up as laughter filled the blue eyes of the man above her. She could feel the weight of his body pressed against hers. She felt her body react in desire.
Damon saw the change in her eyes from playfulness to a look of desire and he felt it in his body too. He lowered his head crushing his lips to hers.
Immediately kissing him back she reached up running her hands through her hair.
Deepening the kiss Damon ran a hand up her body under they rested on her breasts, he began caressing it through her shirt and bra.
Bonnie moaned against his lips feeling herself get lost in the moment.
Someone else in the room cleared their throat causing her couple to break apart their kiss. Damon looked up to see that Jerry had come out of his room and caught them in a heated embrace.
Jerry had to look away he couldn't stand to see Bonnie respond to Damon in such a way. "Did I interrupt something?"
Bonnie blushed gently pushing Damon off of her. "Sorry about that Jerry should have thought about you being in here."
"That's alright." Jerry said eyeing her.
Damon got to his feet and ran a hand through his hair saying nothing.
Bonnie also stood gathering herself. "I'd better get changed so that we can be ready to go."
Damon looked at her. "Okay I'll be waiting here."
Bonnie took off his leather jacket and handed it to him walking towards her bedroom.
Damon took his jacket and put it on. There was an uncontrollable silence in the room between him and Jerry.
Jerry stared ahead at nothing in particular.
Damon sighed. "We should talk."
Jerry shifted his eyes to Damon. "About?"
"Bonnie." Damon gestured
"What are her?" Jerry asked with some attitude
Damon really didn't like Jerry but for Bonnie he was making this effort. "Let's not sugar coat it, me and you don't like each other and the chances are slim that we will ever be friends or buddies."
Jerry snorted. "You got that right."
"That's why I was thinking that we could call a truce." Damon suggested
"A truce?" Jerry narrowed his eyes.
Damon nodded his head. "Yes a truce, the one thing that we do have in common is that we both care about Bonnie right."
"Right." Jerry agreed folding his arms over his chest.
"I figured that we should be able to tolerate each other for the sake of Bonnie. So truce." Damon offered his hand.
Jerry looked at Damon's hand hesitating, then he saw Bonnie out of the corner of his eye come out of her room. "Truce." He shook Damon's hand for a few seconds and let it go.
Bonnie stood watching the two men, what she felt for them was as different as Damon's hair was black and Jerry's red. With Jerry a kind and sweet friendship like she would feel for a brother and with Damon heat, lust, fire and desire and all consuming passion. Seeing them do a truce made her smile.
Damon looked over at her. "Ready?"
"I am." Bonnie said walking up to him and taking his hand.
"Let's go." Damon told her.
Bonnie looked at Jerry. "See you later Jer."
Jerry's expression was blank. "Have fun."
Damon and Bonnie left the apartment to go out on their date.
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After they had a nice dinner out together, Damon took her out to the movies. They got tickers to some action flick. The theatre was packed with Saturday night movie goers. Damon brought them a couple of tickets and they stood in one of the long longs for the snack and drink counter. Damon looked around the packed house and saw many teen girls and teeny boppers no doubt they were coming to see the Twilight Breaking Dawn part one movie. Damon couldn't think of a worse movie to represent vampires such as himself.
"Thank God you don't want to see that Twilight movie." Damon told her.
Bonnie looped her arm in his as the line moved up slightly. "Not really interest in anything related to Twilight."
"Then you're smart for not falling for this lame ass movie." Damon said
"You really don't like Twilight." Bonnie said amused.
"It's so lame." Damon repeated. "Worst movie on Vampires ever made."
Bonnie glanced sideways at him. "What's so bad about it."
Damon scoffed. "Are you kidding me is there anything good about these movies."
Bonnie shrugged her shoulder. "I don't know I never seen a whole movie of Twilight, Caroline tried to get me to watch the first movie but I didn't see the whole thing."
"Caroline." Damon rolled his eyes.
Bonnie laughed. "So what's so bad about the Twilight series."
The line moved up more. "Do I need to make a list. First of all Jacob is a stinky useless mutt pining over a girl in love with another guy."
"Edward." Bonnie commented.
"Yes Edward." Damon said the name like he tasted sour milk. "But I call him sparkles. That wimp is a disgrace to what vampires stand for, total and complete pussy, he's not a real vampire."
Bonnie noticed a younger couple standing in line before them. A teen couple around the age of sixteen she guessed , the girl must have been a fan of Twilight because she was turning eyeing Damon with a displeased look as he was dissing Twilight. "What makes you say that?" Bonnie asked
"Come on. He doesn't have Fangs even, what real vampire doesn't have fangs?" Damon said "He sparkles in the sunlight, seriously. So pacified. Let's not get started on Bella Stinky Mutt and Sparkles must be brain dead to see anything in her."
Bonnie was amused Damon was being Damon and his words really did seem to bother the Teen girl Twilight fan in line ahead of him. She watched as the girl was aiming daggers at Damon and Damon kept bashing Twilight. Until the girl couldn't take it anymore.
"What do you know?" The Teen girl asked Damon.
Damon eyed the girl with a annoyed look. "Was talking to my date and not you Twihard so but out of the conversation."
"Well you were talking loud enough for me to hear." The girl scowled at Damon. "I guess you aren't mature enough to understand how great Twilight is."
"Twilight great?" Damon said in humorless laughter.
The teen girl lifted her chin. "It is, Edward is a wonderful vampire."
The girl was on Team Edward for sure.
"Please." Damon smirked. "Sparkles is not a real vampire."
"His name is Edward." The girl was getting worked up
Damon being Damon keep pushing her buttons. "Sparkles" He repeated "Is not a real vampire, he doesn't have fangs and sparkles in the sun. A Sparking vamp oh how scary."
The girls date looked humiliated obviously she was one of those fans who could take someone bashing Twilight. "Vampires are not real?"
Bonnie looked over at Damon that statement made her join in the conversation for the first time. "They aren't?"
The teen girl looked at Bonnie as the line inched up again. "No they're not and there for you boyfriend can't make the rules on what makes a real vampire."
"I don't know if vampires were real they would burn in the sunlight and not sparkle." Bonnie said to go along with Damon.
Damon glanced sideways at Bonnie. "That's what I'm trying to tell her."
"Like you would know what it takes to be a vampire." The girl shot at Damon.
Damon's lips quirked upwards. "I know what it takes one to be in movies and Twilight's not it."
Bonnie snickered if only the girl knew what Damon was.
"Obviously you don't know what makes fire a great vampire." The girl said smartly.
"Obviously you have he hots for sparkles and your panties get in a wad over anyone talking about him." Damon retorted with a snort.
The Teen girl grabbed on to her dates hand. "Let's get in another line Chad."
"But were almost at the register." Chad protested as there was only a couple of people ahead ready to order their snacks and drinks.
"I said let's move." The girl demanded.
Chad sighed looking like he rather get a root canal done then to see Twilight that his girlfriend was making him see. "Fine." He gave in and casted Damon and Bonnie an apologetic look for his girlfriend. The girl pulled Chad over to another line.
"Thank God she's gone, couldn't take much more of her whining." Damon said
Bonnie had to laugh at Damon being Damon.
They got popcorn, candy and come coke and sat in the dark theatre enjoying the action flick. Munching on Popcorn and candy and making out every once and a while taking advantage of the dark room. It had been a great first date.
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They returned to her apartment at ten forty five p.m. and she was feeling a little tired and had convinced him to spend the night with her. They went into her bedroom for the night but this time they did have sex. She changed into her pajamas and he got shirtless and barefooted in his jeans and they just climbed into her bed and snuggled and talked to each other about anything and everything as time ticked on. It was nice to her that he wanted to talk and was not just about the sex with her although they had been having amazing sex. Pretty soon their conversation lead them to opening up about things that they never thought they would open up to each other about.
Bonnie rested her head on his chest. "My Mom left me when I was a small child and my Father he was around more, he helped take care of me, but I feel like it's done more out of obligation rather than because he loves me as his child, I've never really had that Father/Daughter bond with him. I think that he spends more time on business trips than trying to connect with me."
Damon storked a hand through her hair. "Believe it or not I completely understand where you were coming from."
"You didn't have a strong relationship with your father either?" Bonnie questioned
"Far from it." Damon commented
Bonnie lifted her head looking at him. "Tell me about it."
Looking into her gorgeous green eyes Damon felt like he could tell her anything. "Way, way back when I was still human I would yearn for my father to love me as one should love his son, but he never really did he treated me more like a project trying to mold me into what he thought I should be. Nothing I did pleased him no matter how hard I worked to make him proud, he told me that I was a failure and a disappointment to him. Stefan was always his favorite and he asked me why can't I be more like Stefan."
Bonnie could hear the sadness in his voice and because of the relationship or lack there of with her own father she felt bad for him. "I'm so sorry to hear that Damon I really am."
Damon could tell that she was being sincere and it amazed him that even after some of the shit he did directly or indirectly that ended up her getting hurt that she still had enough sympathy to feel. "I guess we have more in common than we think with our parents."
Bonnie realized that he was right. "We do have something in common." She went on. "You know my Grams was more of a parent to me than my Mom or father was, she taught me so many things and was there whenever I needed her to be. I still miss her a lot."
Hearing the underlying pain and grief voice as she spoke of her Grams Damon felt an huge pang of guilt even if he didn't do it on purpose his actions was at least partly to blame for her Grams death. "I'm very sorry about anything that I did that might have lead to her death."
"You already apologized to me about that." Bonnie commented.
"I know but hearing you talk about her she sounded like a wonderful person. Because I had to have things the way that I wanted them to be, she's not here anymore." Damon said "You have every right to blame me."
"I did blame you back then Damon and part of me will always wonder if Grams would still be alive if she would have never went to the tomb that night." Bonnie admitted. "But then I know that I did the spell with her willing and maybe deep down inside part of me blamed myself."
Damon shook his head. "There's no way that you should put any blame on yourself, my need to get to Katherine is what lead to her being gone."
Her eyes scanned his face she could see the pain in it. "It's okay Damon." She said trying to ease his guilt.
"No it's not. I was so reckless and self fish when it came to trying to get Katherine back into my arms. Not only with your Grams but that night in the woods where I attacked you and you almost died." Damon told her.
"I tried to kill you by setting you on fire so I guess we are even." Bonnie tried to joke.
"I'm serious Bonnie." Damon said looking into her eyes. "You could have died that night because of me."
"You were going after Emily." Bonnie mentioned.
"Doesn't matter like you said she was in your body and I was so blinded by my need to get Katherine that all I saw was her." Damon said
Bonnie heard the tone of his voice. "You love her."
"I used to. It took me a while to get over Katherine, but I'm over her now." Damon confessed. "Being over her now just makes me see how much of a fool that I was, doing all of that for a woman who didn't give a shit about me. All of those years wasted trying to free her to find out that she never really loved me."
Bonnie saw the pain and heartbreak in his face and heard it in his voice and realized that she had been wrong about Damon. She had seen him as a cold hearted , unfeeling monster back in Mystic Falls. "Katherine's the fool Damon not you."
"How can you say that?" Damon asked
"Because it's true, if she didn't appreciate the love and dedication you had for her than that's her loss and not yours." Bonnie told him.
"You really mean that." Damon said
Bonnie nodded her head. "I do and you should too."
"Katherine once told me that no woman would ever love a man like me, not when they knew that I was really a vampire." Damon said
"Maybe Katherine didn't know what the fuck she was talking about; She was a ruthless bitch after all, you shouldn't put any weight into her words." Bonnie told him.
Damon's lips curved upward talking to her made him feel better about everything. "Yeah fuck you Katherine and what you thought about me."
"That's the spirit." Bonnie exclaimed
Damon's expression turned serious. "I really do apologize for anything and everything that I have done to hurt you."
Bonnie looked into his eyes so blue that she could drown in them. "I accept your apology and although it took me a while I forgive you Damon."
"You mean that?" Damon asked with hope.
"I really do forgive you." Bonnie told him sincerely
Emotion moved across his face. "That truly means a lot to me."
Bonnie traced her fingers over the features of his pale face she had never seen a more beautfil man in her life. "You're a better man than I gave you credit for Damon Salvatore."
Damon closed his eyes against her comforting touch. "And you're an incredible woman Bonnie Bennett." He placed a tender kiss upon her forehead and they fell into a peace full sleep together.