Damon and Bonnie had now been officially dating and officially boyfriend and girlfriend for two and a half weeks now. Damon had to admit that he liked calling her his girlfriend and that they were no longer just in it for the sex. He enjoyed spending time with her and she enjoyed spending time with him. They had spend all of their free time together going out to places or just hanging out at either his house or her apartment. On some nights they would spend it in her bed and others in his, they both really liked the idea of being exclusive to each other.
Now after having breakfast at a diner on a Friday they were headed back towards her car. They walked down a side street where her car was parked hand in hand. There was very little traffic on this street compared to others so she had parked their because it was much easier to find a parking spot, even though it was a good five minutes walk away from the diner.
"Stefan and Elena are coming up for a visit, not this weekend but the next." Bonnie told him.
"So I heard from Stefan." Damon said
"I can't wait to see Elena, I haven't seen her since Summer when I went to Mystic Falls during break to see all of my friends there." Bonnie said
Damon kept his eyes ahead as they got closer to her car. "You miss her?"
Bonnie nodded her head. "Of course I do she is my friend, even though we went through tough times and things weren't always peachy between us I still consider her my good friend."
"Of course." Damon agreed.
"Don't you miss Stefan?" Bonnie wanted to know
"Is that a serious question?" Damon asked her
They approached her car and stopped beside it. "Of course it is, why wouldn't it be?"
Damon arched a brow. "Why do you think that I would ever miss Stefan, he's such a drag."
Bonnie laughed.
"What's so funny?" Damon questioned amused
"Pretending like you don't love or care for your brother when we both know that you do." Bonnie stated "It's cute."
Damon knew that she was telling the truth no matter how much he acted annoyed by his Saintly brother. "Whatever Stefan is okay."
"You love you brother." Bonnie teased
Damon wrapped his arms around her waist. "Yeah, Yeah less talking." He said running his lips along her jaw line. "More kissing." He moved his lips against hers.
Bonnie put her arms around his neck, parting her lips and returning his kiss.
Damon kissed her hotly and passionately leaning against her car with her. He was really getting into the kiss when he had the feeling that someone was watching them. Damon opened his eyes with his lips still pressed against hers. He saw the man that he had felt watching them. He was a few car lengths up from where Bonnie had her car parked. Standing next to his large pick up truck and watching them make out as if he had been watching them the whole time. His skin was pale, not nearly as pale as Damon's but pale none the less with a mixture of some red flush. The man wore a cap over his closely shaved head and appeared to be in his early thirties. He was staring at the couple like he didn't like what he was seeing.
Annoyed Damon broke the kiss with Bonnie eying the man with steely blue eyes. "What the fuck are you looking at?"
The man eyed the couple with disapproval. "You shouldn't be doing that shit out in public."
Bonnie turned her attention to the man she was so caught up in her kiss with Damon that she didn't notice him standing there until now.
"You can turn around and not look if you don't like my public displays of affection with my girlfriend." Damon retorted coolly.
The man shook his head. "I'm not talking about the PDA."
Bonnie saw a look in the strangers eyes that made her feel extremely uncomfortable she shifted closer to Damon.
"What the fuck do you mean then?" Damon asked the man.
The man near the pick up truck sneered. "A man like you should be ashamed to be making out with a woman like that in public."
Bonnie felt offended. "What do you mean my a woman like me?"
The man shifted his eyes to Bonnie. "You know what I mean."
"Why don't you tell us?" Damon challenged even though he had a feeling that he already knew.
"Alright then I'll say it, to clue you in." The man spat out. "You two need to stick with your own kind."
Bonnie was getting upset at what the man suggested. "My own kind? Last time that I checked were all human beings."
The man sneered eying her with pure hate in his eyes. "I wouldn't go and exactly call persons of your color human."
Damon understood now that the man was a racist and he couldn't stand racist, especially ones that verbally attacked Bonnie over the color her skin. "If I were you I wouldn't say another word."
The man shifted his eyes back to Damon. "I say what I want to say, you're disgracing our whole white race by being with her boy."
Damon's eyes tense up in anger. "You do not get to represent a whole race of people you ignorant asshole."
"Ignorant?" The man questioned the word. "No all I and others like me are doing is trying to preserve our race and country by a bunch of monkeys."
Bonnie was speechless at the hatred coming from the man, his words angered and hurt her even though she didn't want them to.
Damon could feel her feelings beside him which made his anger level rise up even higher. "Racists like you are a disgrace to our race and humanity as a whole trust me."
"You've been blinded by the black pussy boy." The man bitterly spat out. "Open your eyes."
"I'm warning you." Damon said voice barely until control.
The man however foolishly not aware of what Damon was kept pushing buttons, not knowing that Damon could snap him in half without breaking a sweat. "It's disgusting you sleeping with an animal like her…"
Whatever else the man was about to say was cut off when Damon was in front of him a a flash. His hand was around the man's neck and he slammed him painfully against the pick up truck. "I'll rip your fucking throat out for speaking about her in such a manner."
Seeing the pure fury and rage in Damon's blue eyes but the man's eyes widened in fear. He tried to pry his heads from his throat but Damon only squeezed tighter.
"This world would be so much better without people like you on it." Damon said with icy anger.
The man's eyes widened as he felt his air supply being taken away, his lungs burned from the lack of air.
Bonnie moved herself from the spot that she was in, even though she was upset she wanted to stop this more for Damon's sake than the mans. She put her hand on Damon's back. "Let him go."
Damon glared at the man. "No way does he get to speak of you in this way and get away with it."
Bonnie could feel the anger pouring off of him , she felt it to but she still didn't want this to happen no matter how much the man's hurt and upset her. "He's not worth it Damon."
Damon glanced over at her, seeing the hurt in her eyes that the man's words had caused made him want to rip the man's throat out all of the more, but something in those green eyes of hers also calmed him. He released the man's throat.
The man grabbed at his throat gasping and wheezing for air. Damon's fingers has caused a bruise around the man's throat.
"Get the hell out of here." Damon warned the man.
"Let's just walk away." Bonnie told her barely keeping her own feelings in check.
Damon nodded his head and turned walking towards her car.
The man stood upright swallowing several times before speaking. "Well, Well your little N***** got you on a leash don't she?"
Hearing the man call her the N word stopped them both in their tracks.
Boiling with anger Damon turned ready to attack the man again, but held a firm grip on his wrist stopping him. Damon turned his attention to he and could see her body shaking with anger and emotion.
Whatever control Bonnie was trying to maintain snapped. She focused in on the man feeling nothing but anger and rage towards him. She was in a trance and started to mumble a few words quietly in Latin.
Something in her eyes made the man's expression change from hatred to one of fear, he backed away towards his truck.
Bonnie chanted more words and the man's pick up truck started to slowly lift from the ground.
The man jumped away from his pick up truck dazed and confused as it's tires lifted off of her ground like it was being lifted by an invisible fork lift.
She chanted more words and the truck lifted higher and higher off of the ground as if it weighed nothing.
Damon watched amazed feeling the power blasting off of her as the truck that weighed a thousand tons was a simple feather in caught in her powers. The truck raised higher until it was five feet off of her ground.
The man looked up at his truck and back at Bonnie back at his truck and realized that she was causing this to happen. "What in the hell's going on?" He asked voice in fear.
Bonnie focused all of her rage on the truck, windows in the truck shattered and broke sprinkling the man with pieces of glass. She chanted more words and the metal and steel from the truck started to bend inwards like some was taking a bat to it and causing dents in it. Tires deflated from the truck before it landed with a loud crash just a few inches away from the man.
To Damon she never looked more beautfil in that moment as when she was unleashing her powers.
But the man was scared shitless. "What in the hell are you? What in the hell did you do to my truck?" He asked her
Bonnie said nothing still in her trance. She said more words in Latin and the truck busted into flames. Putting the whole truck on fire within seconds.
Now Damon knew why she was holding onto to his wrist she didn't want him to get hurt my the fire that she was setting to the truck.
"My truck." The man yelled out backing away from the intense heat. But he didn't back away fast enough a spark of flame flew from the truck and landed on the man's arm engulfing his sleeve in a flame. The man panicked and widely moved his arm in the air trying to put out the flame. The flame spread up his arm with the movements and the man collapsed to the ground yelling and screaming in pain as the fire burned his arm and shoulder.
Realizing what was happening Bonnie snapped out of her trance. She put out the flames on both the truck and the man with her mind, but it was too late the man's arm was already severely burned. "Oh my God." She released her grip from Damon's wrist.
"You okay?" Damon asked her.
"What did I just do?" She asked him eyes on the man who was rolling beside his charred and smoking truck in pain from his burns.
Damon put his hand briefly on her shoulder. "You did nothing wrong."
Bonnie shook her head. "How could you say that."
Damon didn't answer her. Instead he approached the man groaning in pain on the ground. He knelled towards the man and made sure that the man was looking him in the eye. "This never happened, you never saw me and my girlfriend we don't exist understand." Damon compelled Bonnie had exposed her powers and to protect her he would wipe the man's memory away and replace it with a lie.
"I understand." The man groaned in pain.
"If someone asks, you did this to your own truck, you vandalized it and set it on fire for insurance reasons, but decided that you didn't want to risk fraud." Damon compelled more.
""I did this to my own truck." The man agreed
Damon's eyes were as cold as ice as he kept compelling. "Remember that you never saw us, this is nothing but a bad nightmare and you'll never speak of it again."
The man's eyes shifted back from Bonnie to Damon. "I never saw you two in my life."
"Good." Damon rose to his feet. "Call yourself an ambulance for this burns."
Bonnie stood frozen to the spot and Damon approached her. She had meant to take her anger out on the Man's beloved truck, but he still ended up getting hurt because of her powers that horrified her.
Damon looked at her. "We should go."
Nodding her head Bonnie reached into her purse and for out her car keys. Her hands shook.
Damon could see that she was an emotional wreck, he gently took the keys from her. "I'll drive."
Bonnie said nothing she just got into the passengers seat as Damon got to into the drivers side.
Damon started her car and took off leaving the man and his ruined truck on the side street alone. He drove down the road a couple of miles and could see what had just happened was eating away at Bonnie. He pulled her car into a parking lot parked her car in a spot.
Turning to her he saw her with her face in her hands. "You shouldn't feel guilty about what you did."
Bonnie raised her face out of her hands and looked over at him. "I just hurt a man Damon."
Damon's eyes flashed in irritation not exactly at her, but because she could still feel bad over hurting someone who hated her simply because of the color of her skin. "The racist asshole deserved it as far as I'm concerned."
"I let my emotions get the best of me." Bonnie said in almost a whisper.
"So are you saying that you should be a robot and not have let his words get to you?" Damon asked.
Bonnie shook her head. "I'm saying that no matter how angry I get I should never let my powers get the better of me when it comes to other humans."
Damon glared through the windshield the man's hateful words towards Bonnie still have him steaming. "Never be ashamed of your powers, it makes you an amazing, wonderful Supernatural being."
"I'm not ashamed of my powers Damon." Bonnie told him. "I just don't want to become an out of control lunatic using my powers to harm anyone that pisses me off."
"That's not what I see you becoming, you used it on a racist would pushed you to far with his words." Damon said "I was proud to see how you shut him up."
Bonnie closed her eyes and opened them again. "He's still a human being at the end of the day, even if he's a racists, he'll be scared for life because of those burns."
Damon didn't give a fuck about the man suffering through burns, he was far more concerned about Bonnie's feelings. "I don't care about him, I care about you."
Bonnie sighed she knew that one of their differences was that she cared for the well being of everyone even if they were strangers and Damon only cared mainly for the handful of people in his life close to him, it was a difference between then that she accepted. "Thanks for standing up for me."
Damon looked over at her. "Hey you're my woman aren't you."
Bonnie's lips curved. "Yes I am."
"I'll defend you against any man who says or does anything to harm you." Damon told her. "I've been around for long, long time and lived through things that the vast majority of people on this earth wasn't around to see. Like the civil war and later down the road the civil rights movement. To see the hateful things that one human being does to another just because the color of their skin."
"This country has come a long way since then." Bonnie commented
Damon nodded his head in agreement. "It has, but it still sickens me to see how some people in my race are so hateful even today. I'm ashamed when they act like they can speak for all White people with their bitterness and hate."
Bonnie looked at him. "You shouldn't be ashamed. You can't control what they think and feel, just as they can't control you even if they wish to. I'm not going to judge a whole race off of some bitter and ignorant people Damon. I know that there are millions of white people out there and nothing is going to change that view no matter how many racists I come across."
"Wow." Damon said
"Wow what?" Bonnie asked
Damon smiled over at her. "You're still a beautfil person inside and out even after all of the shit you've gone through."
"You're welcome Damon." Bonnie told him
"Feel better?" Damon asked
Bonnie took a deep breath and smiled. "Yes I do."
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Later that night they had put the confrontation with the man that morning behind them. Damon wanted to take her out for a good time. Damon pulled up in his car to night club called Emerge.
Bonnie looked over at the building as Damon turned off his car engine. "Damon you have to be twenty one or older to get into this club."
Damon shrugged a shoulder. "Yeah so?"
"I'm still nineteen Damon, my 20th birthday is still a few months away." Bonnie hinted.
"Taken care of." Damon reached into his pocket and handed her a I.D.
Bonnie looked down at the fake I.D. that said she was twenty-two years old and it had her picture. "How did you do this?"
Damon grinned. "I'm that damn good."
"You sure they are going to believe that I'm twenty two?" Bonnie asked
"I'm sure of it." Damon said
They got out of the car and walked to the line where people where waiting to get in. The line moved up until they were standing in front of a tall and burly bald headed black man who was guarding the door. His eyes swept over Damon and Bonnie. "I.D's" He demanded
Damon showed him his and the guard handed it back to Damon no questions asked. He then took Bonnie's and looked between her and the I.D.' "You sure you twenty two?"
Bonnie smiled. "I am what the I. D says that I am."
The guard shook his head, bald head shining in the lamp light above them. "You don't look twenty two…."
Damon put his arm on the man's shoulder and looked into his eyes. "She's twenty-two and can legally enter this club. She's just looks young for her age." He compelled only the guard and Bonnie could hear.
The guard looked at Bonnie and headed her I.D. "Go right on in." He said with a smile.
Damon took Bonnie's hand and lead her through the door into the packed night club. It was a Friday night and a lot of people wanted to party, drink, and dance.
Bonnie laughed as they walked passed a few tables filled with people drinking.
"What?" Damon asked her
"You compelling that door guard to let me in, something is strangely sweet about that." Bonnie told him
Damon smirked "Anything for my lady."
He lead them through the crowd full of people. They went to the bar and ordered some drinks and drank and talked. Then ended up on the dance floor in the mast of bodies dancing with each other to the beat of the music. During one of the dances Damon did his 'oh yeah' dance and it made Bonnie laugh.
Song after Song past and they kept dancing attention on each other. During one of the songs bumping and grinding sensually to the music. One guy came over trying to join in on the fun of dancing with Bonnie. One look from Damon's steely blue eyes directed at the man, told the man that Bonnie was his and that touching her would mean problems. The guy understood and backed away looking for another couple to do a threesome dance with.
They kept dancing until Bonnie had to go to the rest room. She used the bathroom and washed her hands, proceeding to make her way back out onto the club where Damon said he would wait for her. A black man approached her blocking her path he looked like he was in his mid twenties.
"Baby your legs must be tired because you've been running through my mind all day." He tried with a charming smile.
Bonnie rolled her eyes. Did he really just that whack and out pick up line on her. "Really?"
"Really." The Dude said "Want to dance?"
"No Thank you." Bonnie said as politely as she could.
The Dude's brown eyes scanned her body. "Just a dance or two."
Bonnie's eyes scanned the crowd for Damon. "Not interested."
"You're not?" The dude asked as if he was entitled for her to say yes. "You didn't seem to mind dancing and bumping and grinding your ass with that black haired and blue eyed man."
"Maybe because he's my boyfriend." Bonnie hinted.
The dude rolled his eyes. "Guess I shouldn't be surprised by women like you."
Bonnie folded her hands over her chest. "Women like me?" She asked tone icy.
The dude threw his hands in the air. "Black women like you turning your back against your own race."
"Excuse me?" Bonnie was know getting pissed.
"All of these good black men out of here and you choose to date a white man, is the men in your own race not good enough?" The dude asked her in accusation.
"Are you fucking serious?" Bonnie snapped out. "I don't know you and you don't know me so it's none of your business who I choose to date."
The dude looked her up and down. "What you need is a good black man."
"I have a good boyfriend already and it doesn't matter to me what his color is." Bonnie told him coolly.
The dude rolled his eyes. "Going all out for that white dick I see."
Bonnie gave the man a humorless laugh, he was no better than the racist they ran into earlier that morning. "If you want to go there my boyfriend is damn good in bed, to bad you'll never get there with me you racist prick."
The dude glared at her. "I'm not racist, I'm a black man."
"So asinine so you don't think that some blacks can't be racists?" Bonnie asked
The dude ignored her question. "You should feel good knowing that you're betraying your black race."
Bonne glared at the man. "Fuck you." She said and made her way past the man but before she could the dude grabbed at her ass. Bonnie turned and slapped the man hard sending his head snapping back. "Don't put your fucking hands on me."
The dude grabbed his stinging jaw and stepped towards her in a threating manner. "Bitch." He grabbed for her like he wanted to hurt her.
Damon stepped between the dude and Bonnie shielding his body with hers. "You don't touch her, no man touches her." He warned
The dude shifted his attention to Damon. "Here comes the White night in shining armor."
Damon stared down the man. "You've got some kind of fucking problem?"
A crowd gathered around to watch the confrontation. "As a matter of fact I do. I have a problem you and white men like you taking our women."
Damon arched a brow. "You must be joking."
"No Joke." The dude said "The world is not enough for you, you need to take our women as well."
Damon blinked his eyes. "So are you saying that my girlfriend is too good for me simply because she is black."
"Damn right." The dude said "No way should a woman that fine." He hinted as Bonnie. "Be with a no white man."
Damon smirked coolly. "She is a beautfil and stunning woman isn't she and she's mine in every way that you can imagine, fucking deal with it man."
"Do you honestly think that you as a white man can satisfy her in bed." The Dude stated
Bonnie moved around until resting a hand on Damon's shoulder and giving a smirk that matched Damon's. "Trust me he gets the job done."
The dude glared between Damon and Bonnie. "Why don't you get out of here and take your race trading Uncle Tom whore with you." The man slammed his fist into Damon's jaw and ended up hurting his hand more than his face.
Damon saw fury more because of what was said about Bonnie then him getting punched. He punched the dude back and sent him sprawling backwards. The dude fell hard on his back dazed from Damon's punch and Damon was on top of him punching the dude in the face over and over again with the crowd cheering him on. Blood spattered from the dude's face and mouth. A couple of bouncers came and pulled Damon off of the man.
"Get out of here before we call the cops." The Bouncer warned.
Damon looked down as the dude spat out a few teeth blood dripping from his nose. "Gladly." He said Taking Bonnie's hand they left the club together.
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Driving back to her apartment they were now in her bedroom.
Bonnie shook her head in disbelief. "Guess both of our races have it's fair share of ignorant people huh."
"Yeah." Damon said "You're not mad at me for going off on that bastard at the club are you?"
Bonnie smiled. "No I felt like doing the same thing, the nerve of him to tell me what he did."
Damon shook his head. "Can't believe that there is so much hatred is some people."
Bonnie sighed. "Sadly there will always be racists out there since hate breeds hate, but you know I believe that there are even more that are open minded and judge people on character and personality and not the color of a persons skin."
"I agree with you." Damon told her. "But how can some turn what's between us into something so ugly just because you and I have a different color of skin?"
"Because they are ignorant and closed minded people." Bonnie shrugged her shoulder. "You know what the biggest Fuck you we can give them?"
"What would that be?" Damon asked curious
Bonnie's lips curved upwards. "Staying together when we and other interracial couples like us do that, then it's lets the haters know that their hatred can't break us up."
Damon smirked "You're right that is a big Fuck you to them all."
Bonnie smiled at his comment, she moved her fingers over a pile of papers and pulled back when she felt a sting on her middle finger. "Shit." She said in pain
"Are you alright?" Damon asked her approaching her.
"I'm fine." Bonnie lifted her hand to see a thin trail of blood drip out of the tiny cut in her finger. "It's just a paper cut."
Damon froze on the spot the single drop of blood from her finger quickly filled the air with her blood scent, the scent was strong to him similar to how a shark could smell a few drops of blood in the ocean from miles away. The scent of her blood even from a small cut was strong and overpowering more and her being a witch made her blood that more powerful. Damon backed away from her feeling his vampire reaction coming up.
Bonnie watched his reaction. "What's wrong."
Damon took another step back from her as his body reacted to the scent of her blood. He felt his eyes change to black with the red veins surrounding them. Damon shook his head and closed his eyes. "Sorry."
Bonnie saw how his eyes had changed before he closed them. Instead of backing away she took a step forward towards him. "Damon?"
"Stay away from me/" Damon said not sure if he could trust himself in that moment.
"No." Bonnie responded and took another step forward. "Look at me Damon."
Damon felt her get into his personal space, the scent of her blood stirring up things inside of him. He kept his eyes closed when he felt her touch her hand to his cheek.
"Open your eyes." Bonnie told him softly
Hesitating at first Damon opened his eyes slowly he could still feel that they were black with the red veins. He looked into Bonnie's eyes and didn't see fear or terror like he expected. There was a look of gentleness, understanding, and kindness in those green eyes it warmed his heart.
Bonnie studied his vamped out face looking into those black eyes. The majority of people would have ran in the other direction from that face but she stood her ground and reached up tracing the outside of his eyes with her fingers. She knew that she had been bleeding from the head out the night that she was attacked and that he took care of her, so she wasn't fearful of his reaction to the smell of her blood. "You're beautifil." She told him.
Damon was caught up guard by her reaction. Even though she had willingly been with him knowing that he was a vampire her reaction surprised him, what she did next completely startled him.
Bonnie stuck her bleeding finger into his mouth. "Suck on it Damon." She demanded with passion.
What she said and the way that she said it turned him on. The sweet taste of her blood filled his senses. Her blood tasted so good and so rich and it aroused him, watching her reaction as he sucked the blood off her finger aroused him.
Bonnie moaned in lust and desire the feeling of him licking the blood off of her finger felt so good,
Licking up the remainder of blood from her healing wound he pulled her finger out of his mouth. "You taste good." He said voice filled with arousal.
Bonnie grabbed his neck and pulled him into a scorching kiss. The kiss quickly grew hot and heavy within minutes they were both naked and on her bed hands caressing and moving over each other's naked bodies. Bonnie's body arched and shuttered in pleasure as his cool hands touched her every where. The making out built and built until he slipped his cock inside of her wet, hot walls. Bonnie tried to lower her moans knowing that Jerry was sleeping in the other bedroom.
Damon had other ideas. He thrusted into her hard and deep. "Let go." Eyes returning to their natural blue He demanded not caring who could hear them. He thrusted into her again and again.
Bonnie couldn't help it the pleasure was too overwhelming. She wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her hips towards him moaning out his name loudly over and over again.
Damon grunted and groaned in pleasure and he could feel the both of them about to come, he moved inside of her until they both reached their climax.
Bonnie came first moaning out his name.
In return he called out hers as he released his seed inside of her. He slipped out of her and gathered her close. Running his fingers over her sweat covered caramel skin and never would understood how some would turn what they just did into something so ugly, because to him it was the most beautfil thing in the world.