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Note: I think we all saw this chapter coming. Hopefully it's not too cheesy. Happy reading.

Chapter 28

A few hours later Damon was tossing in bed, his mind was running through his newly developed plan. It could work, there was a possibility of success, right? He turned and looked at the clock, it was going on one in the morning and still no word from Bonnie. Did that mean she was alright? Was the party still going on? Was that Felipe guy still flirting? He grunted as he stared up at the ceiling. At least Felipe was normal, at least this was just a normal jealousy problem. At least there was nothing going on.

Though, compared to everything else they've been through this still bothered him the most; probably because there was nothing he could do about it. With the whole saving her life and Silas kidnapping her he could go and find her, he could kill people. If he even though about killing someone because he was jealous that just wasn't okay. Not in Bonnie's mind anyway. With Felipe there was no harm, nothing bad about him. But maybe he was a dick, in some kind of way, maybe he was a normal creeper, a stalker even.

There had to be something sketchy about him. With a final sigh and glance at his phone he got up and wandered around his dark room. If Bonnie was sleep next to him he'd be okay, but she wasn't, she was at some stupid college party. Throwing on a grey shirt and jeans he scanned the room, grabbing his phone and shoes as he did. If she won't come to me, I'll go to her. He thought, thinking how hopefully she'd see it as a redeeming quality and not him being a possessive jerk.

"Damon?" he heard Stefan ask as he attempted to creep pass his brother's room. Of course the guy was still awake, what else could he possibly have to do besides brood by the window as he thought of Elena.

"Yeah?" Damon asked as he took a few steps back to the doorway.

"Where are you going?" Stefan asked indeed sitting in a chair by the window, the moon's light pouring in causing large shadows in the room.

"Figured now would be a good time for hunting," he thought though he knew he didn't have to lie to his brother; besides, the more he said to convince his brother he loved Bonnie the less likely he'd think anything was between Stefan and Bonnie, right?

"Oh, do you want me to go with you?" he asked as Damon chuckled.

"Have you not learned what happens when we have sentimental talks outside?" he asked thinking back to the werewolf attack.

"Well, if you go see Bonnie, tell her I said hello" he said as Damon nodded and headed down the stairs and outside. Maybe he should have something to eat, he hadn't fed in quite a while and if he saw Felipe on an empty stomach he knew it would be bad news. With that thought in mind he took a detour in the woods the night held such wonderful choices for him. He thought as he listened to the random animals.

Half an hour later he was circling Bonnie's dorm area, yeah, not creepy at all. He told himself as he half wished he brought his car. What had possessed him to walk was unknown to him; at first it seemed like a good idea, but realistically how he could make a good escape without his trusty wheels? He could always go back home and get the car. Yeah, because that makes sense, he told himself sarcastically as he decided to go into the building.

He took the stairs one at a time, he wasn't going to rush himself, he wasn't going to overthink anything, he was just going to see his girlfriend. Maybe convince her to come back to the house with him, to stay the night, to maybe have sex. Alright, so that last bit might have been asking for too much, but at least getting her back could be a possibility. He reached the floor that had the loudest music and most people flowing in and out the door. "Hey, invite only" some drunk said as he drunkenly pushed Damon away from the door.

"You know you invited me" he said coolly as he stared into the guys eyes.

"I know I invited you," the guy repeated as Damon smiled and went ahead inside. The last thing he needed was to be accused of crashing a party. At least they weren't in high school anymore" he thought as he weaved through the crowd, somehow managing to dodge all the drunk idiots who either fell into him or almost tripped into him. Once or twice he thought he spotted Caroline but it was just the typical blonde; besides, wouldn't Elena be with her? He wondered as he continued into the next room, this one more tightly packed with sweaty bodies.

Feeling somewhat disappointed he couldn't find Bonnie he turned to head out, his eyes meeting Elena's who seemed to question his presence. She easily pushed her way through the crowd to meet Damon. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Looking for Bonnie, I couldn't sleep" he told her, surprised at his honesty.

"She just left" Elena replied. "She's okay though, just got a little bored and tired I think, she kept checking her phone, I think she was waiting for you to text her" she explained.

"Yeah, well, you don't need to go over all the reason why I'm a terrible boyfriend" Damon told her as she made a face.

"I don't think that, you've grown up a little since being with her" Elena said with a shrug as Damon searched her face for signs of bitterness.

"Elena, listen, I am sorry about the way I treated you, I just…Bonnie means—"

"Don't explain, I'm your friend, I don't need an explanation," she sinterrupted with a smile as she covered his mouth. Damon smiled with relief as he gently pulled her hand away.

"Thanks" he replied as he nodded at her and started for the main room. "Is Caroline around?" he thought to ask as Elena nodded and pointed to the other side of the room where Caroline was intently watching—and no doubt listening—but waved upon realizing Damon was looking at her. "See you" he said to Elena and then waved over at Caroline who waved again and then headed toward Elena. Damon didn't stick around to hear their conversation, now that it was established Bonnie would be in her room alone he could go find her, and maybe sway her into doing something fun. He thought as he started down the stairs.

He should've expected what he saw as he walked down the hall toward Bonnie's dorm but still the surprise brought him a halt. "You sure you don't wanna come back up and finish partying. I could break out a game of bingo" Felipe suggested flirtatiously.

"I'm sure, I'm really tired and everything" Bonnie replied.

"Are you sure this has nothing to do with your boyfriend?" Felipe asked as Damon moved to an isolated corner. By rights he should've snapped Felipe's neck by now, but somewhere in him he wanted to listen to Felipe, maybe so he could justify later when he had to explain to Bonnie why he was dead.

"This has nothing to do with him" Bonnie said sternly. "But, thanks for the invite, it was good seeing you away from a door to door interaction" Bonnie added in a teasing sort of way that Damon could've surely taken for flirting. But he knew she wasn't; he knew she'd say good-bye to Felipe, go in her room, close to the door and call him, Damon—or even Stefan, but she wasn't the type to knowingly lead someone on. Still, it seemed to come to as a great shock when Felipe leaned closer and kissed her. Damon tensed as Felipe pulled away and then tried again but thankfully Bonnie seemed to come to her senses and push him away a little. "I should go, you should go" she said quickly as she turned away from him.