Black Velvet
Chapter 26- Double Shot of Rejection! On Ice...
R-M
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Two women sat together, over a long overdue lunch. Katherine had time to squeeze Bonnie in her schedule, after realizing Bonnie had been distracted lately. They were often at work at different times these days, taking lunch at different time, and missing each other's presence. Not just physically, but mentally, and emotionally. They held each other up at times, and because of this, both were spreading into territories, in which was the other just a year ago.
Freshly single, and nearly divorced Bonnie, and almost married, committed to one man, Kat. How had they switched role so far into their friendship?
Bonnie held a bagel and with cream cheese, in her hands watching Katherine stress about her catering issue.
"Why don't you just substitute the vegetarian meal for a salmon meal?"
"Not all vegetarians eat fish."
"But, catering companies offer two or three meal options for guests to select from?"
"Right. And I feel like chicken is really not the way I want to go. But I don't want red meat at the wedding. So, I'm thinking the Salmon plate and the vegetarian plate. No meat at all. But my parents think it's too LA of me. They want meat. But literally, none of my friends eat much meat. The majority of people coming wouldn't eat enough meat to pay for the option."
"If your family wants meat, and they're paying for it, traditionally, you should cater to them as much as anyone else."
"Yeah. I know I sound bitchy, but, wedding planning is horrible. Wonderful, but awful at once."
"Yeah, I remember. Although, about eight years ago, when I got married, I let everyone else take charge. I didn't really do anything. It was almost everyone else's wedding, come to think of it. I existed and I was there, but it felt like I was living the way my parents and Kol's parents wanted. They all took charge, and let some crazy wedding planner do it."
"And it makes no sense, because you're an amazing event planner, Bonnie. I would've had you plan my wedding, if you were up to it. But I know the divorce has taken its toll on you."
"Yeah, well... you have a great wedding planner. She will make it all happen. So, your parents are paying for her, and they want meat at the wedding. Give them meat."
"It's too much though, Bon. They want meat. My friends are vegetarians, and Elijah's family wants French food."
"You love French cuisine. What a good compromise for everyone."
"I do love it. But come on, most of the guest won't eat anyways. Because you know how half of these assholes in SoCal are. They will literally pick at anything that's not Sushi or Pho. I am not doing a multi-international cuisine. People need to stop being so picky." Katherine looked over an email in her phone trying to decided final food options which she had already decided on weeks ago. Until her family and Elijah's family started making heavy requests.
"Kat, babe, you knew his would be a pain in the ass. But it's your wedding. So at the end of the day, tell the cater what you want. Not everyone else." Kat shook her head at the cluster fuck of thoughts running through her head.
"God I've missed you. You're my good conscience. And I'm sorry I've been too busy to have lunch lately."
"Kat, it's okay. I wouldn't have it any other way. You and Elijah are doing it the right way. Kol and I didn't talk about anything during our planning. He wasn't interested. He just said 'Do what you want Princess. It's your job, not mine.' Ugh." She imitated his accent as she spoke, making Katherine laugh. "I hated being called princess."
"You nailed that accent though."
"Well, he taught me something." She said sarcastically.
"Bon Bon, you taught him a lot though." Both sat a bit, as Kat looked through her phone, and popped her head back up excitedly. "Oh, on a better note, you're dress is finished. Finally."
"Really?" I'm excited. Can't wait to see it."
Kat looked up, and grinned. Bonnie had a very relaxed but happy vibe about her lately. "So, talk to me. Something's new."
"What?"
"With you. You're different. You've been very I smoke a joint every night-ish, lately."
Bonnie grinned back at Katherine. "I'm good. Ya know, just... chillin."
"Chillin?"
"Yeah. Dude, I'm totally cool." Bonnie said casually looking though her phone as well.
"Wait, what?" Katherine shook her head confused.
"What?"
"Why are you talking like a different person. You don't say chillin and cool."
"Did I say that?" Bonnie laughed to herself hearing Kai rub off on her. Stuffed the bagel into her mouth and bit it, still laughing.
"Holy fuck. How could I have missed this?" Bonnie looked up at her, from her cell phone after she'd sent Kai a text in response to a text he sent her. "Bitch..."
"Wait... what am I missing?' Bonnie asked on the tail end of swallowing her bite of bagel.
"Who the fuck are you texting?"
"Oh, nobody. Just Kai."
"Kai? Who the hell is Kai?"
"My friend. Just a guy, I mean."
"Just a guy? No. Not just a guy." Kat said defensively. "A guy! What?" She noticed Bonnie's demeanor and subtle vibe. "You're blushing and giggling, and-"
"He sent me a funny gif. It had to do with Solo cups."
"Why?"
"Because, I told him I bought Solo cups yesterday."
"Missing the glorious college years, or what? Wait, why are you buying Solo cups, is he a college stud or something? You being a cougar?"
"No. He's older than me. Younger than Damon, but older than me."
"Wait, what's with the Damon comparison?" Kat was growing suspiciously bothered.
"Nothing. Anyway, the solo cup thing, it's- she giggled again at her text. "Umm. It's just a running joke about him calling me bouguoise."
"And, you are hella Booooggghhhiiiiieeeee."
"No, I'm not!"
"Pft. Why do you even care what some rando thinks?"
"I don't care. It's just a joke. And he's not a rando, he's-" Bonnie stopped herself, watching Katherine anxiously unfold over a Bonnie's texting. "Seriously? Why do you look kinds of pissed?"
"No, not pissed. Unless you have something you're keeping from me. Bon, who is Kai? How did you meet him?"
"Oh, Pft. He's the PI I hired. He's been, working the hack job."
"Girl, he's been working more than the hack job!" Katherine sat her phone down, and continued insinuatively. "He's working the boss lady it seems."
"Wow. Okay." Bonnie brushed it off, and looked back at her phone after it buzzed. She and Kai had been sending memes back and forth or having a conversation through gifs only. When she opened it, she sat her bagel down and started laughing hard enough to to distract her conversation with Kat, cover her mouth, and laugh silently to herself at something she found hysterical. "Charlie Murphy. Classic." She grinned and quickly retorted on her phone looking for another gif to respond with. She started gently stomping her feet at the ideas, but resisted when she looked up at a serious face on Katherine. "Oh, god. I'm sorry. So rude of me." Bonnie sat her phone in her lap and stare back at Katherine politely. "Dude, I'm sorry okay. I won't... I won't be distracted again."
"It's not that. It's the fact that you are seeing someone, and you haven't mentioned anything to me."
"We aren't seeing each other. We hang out. He's a friend. A new friend."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Damon was right."
"About what?"
"About the fact that this guy is trying to get at you. First with dinner. Now, he's your "new" friend." Bonnie remembered back to card night when Damon got irritated over her mentioning dinner with the PI. And Bonnie defended it, with annoyance. But it was now true, in Katherine's mind.
"No. We happen to have conversations every few days about the new information he finds. Eventually it lead to hanging out. That's it. We've not done anything but watched movies." She said with conviction. Until she remembered... "Oh, and had dinner a few times, and lunch. But.. mostly we just hmmm. We watch movies at my place. And we went to the Wine and Balloon festival. Got on the hot air balloon. It was nothing. Totally innocent."
"Bitch, you're dating him." Katherine said.
"No. Okay. We haven't kissed. Or held hands..."
"You flirt?"
"No. Pft. I mean, if we do, it's not on purpose, it's just, the way we get along. Ya know. We just... we're like really chill. I'm serious. So, please, chill the fuck out."
"Chill the fuck out?" Katherine deadpanned, sarcastically. "One, you stopped using the F-word a long time ago. And two...You don't even speak like this. Not since college. I mean, he's rubbing off on you. And yes, you flirt. Everything you're saying involves flirting. And you haven't told me?! How often do you and him hang out?"
"Uh I don't know." Bonnie said defensively. "Why does it matter?"
"Because we are best friends, and I fucking tell you everything!" She said with an attitude.
"Seriously? It took you a while to tell me you cheated on Elijah. And it took months before you told me what kind of relationship you guys even had. I gave you space to tell me. I didn't trip on you."
"Trip on me? Chill? This vocab? Fuck! This guy is really... he's really around a lot isn't he?" Katherine's asked, feeling slighted.
Bonnie softened her tone. "It's not like that. Okay? You're busy wedding planning. I'm in the middle of a rough divorce, and a break up. He's just a distraction. Okay."
"So, you're using him? Because it's totally understandable if you are. Just don't, let yourself fall for him. Okay. Because it'll complicate your life right now."
"No it wouldn't. I've simplified my life by dropping two dead weights. I have the space for a distraction."
"And you're still in love with Damon. So, don't allow yourself to be in love with two people Bon. You will hurt one or both of them, not to mention yourself." Her best friend warned.
"I'm fine Katherine." She didn't even deny being in love with Damon still.
Katherine showed a face of shock and cynicism. "Katherine. Okay? Since when do you call me by my government?"
"I don't know. Since, you started acting like a fucking FED!"
"Well? You're keeping secrets. It's not fucking okay, Bon!"
"Well, you know, I'm just having fun. And he's a great guy. Different from what I'm used to. He's low key. Simple. Sweet. Funny. Normal."
"Vanilla." KT said with a condescending tone. That word, was really unspoken, and unacceptable in this life choice they both made with Damon and Elijah.
"Vanilla? Wow. I didn't say that."
"You didn't have to. I can tell. He's totally a boring, vanilla, fucking guy."
"Don't call him vanilla." Bonnie snapped.
"It's what he is. The opposite of Damon. Because you're so angry at Damon, you go find some boring, vanilla, regular guy."
"Don't insult him with those words."
"You mean those anti-Damon words. It's what it sounds like."
"Fuck, Katherine. So, what if he's the opposite of Damon? I'm okay with that."
"Fine. But I feel like you're kidding yourself into something. I know you Bonnie. For twenty-five years. I met you in kindergarten, and that day, til now, I know you. You may be careful in your moves, but you're not into that Vanilla shit. You never have been. Not even with your first crushes, they were all bad boys. From day 1."
"And maybe, that's gotten me in the most trouble." Bonnie sat up crossing her arms, and tossing her head back. "I don't know who I am, or what I like. I've allowed two men to have an overbearing presence in my life for the past ten years. With Kai, there's no... promises. No obligations. He gives me space, and let's me... he lets me... be."
"You like him. I can tell. Man, I can't believe I'm you're best friend, and I had no idea."
"Why would you? You're busy. I'm busy. It's life." Bonnie grabbed her purse, and sat the rest of her bagel down. "Listen, I gotta go. I have an appointment. But, thanks for lunch. Next time is on me. Let me know when to come try my dress on." Katherine sat still just staring at Bonnie in disarray. Bonnie gave a half lit smile and kissed Kat on the forehead. But it wasn't okay. The two women barely even had any arguments. And when they did, they were never as passive aggressive as this one. Which worried Katherine, because Bonnie was going through some issues with both Damon and Kol. And wasn't sure, adding Kai to the mix was smart.
"Bon, just tell me one thing?"
"What?"
"Are you sleeping with him?"
"No. I said, we only hang out."
"Just make sure, that you understand, that once you sleep with him or take it to the next level, it changes everything."
"Kat, I know that."
"I mean it. It's going to fuck with your head." Bonnie tried to shrug it off, but Kat grabbed her arm. "I'm serious. You're going to realize, he's not Damon. You're going to realize he's not Kol. But you're mostly going to realize, that, he's someone else you will either expect things from, or he'll expect things from you. He won't be perfect, because no man is. You're adding that complication. And in my opinion, you're going to hate that he isn't Damon. And the way you and Damon were... it's going to affect your relationship with this guy. And I promise, I'm not trying to change your mind. Just know, that you and Damon were something deeper than you and Kol. And that mental connection you and Damon had, it's... something unbreakable. A sub's relationship and connection to their Dom, is very... eternal almost. Especially your first. There some loyalty there. It's untouchable. By all means, go for Kai, if he's what you want. I'm your friend and support you. But... I know, Damon's in your head. And he's not going anywhere."
Bonnie was freaked out by he statement. She pulled away from Kat. With no words, she just walked away. And Kat was well aware, that she seemed like she was obsessed with Bonnie and Damon's relationship, but the truth was, she just knew her two friends, were miserable without each other. And she knew the love Bonnie had for Damon, was the purest love she'd ever experienced. But she also realized Damon fucked up. And she had to let it all play out. Even if Bonnie thought, she was crazy for forewarning her the way she did.
xXx
Damon sat in court at nine am. Today he had litigation against Kol. He seat next to Oliver and waited. It had been five after the time the hearing was to start but Kol wasn't there. His lawyer walked in late, and headed for the Judge directly. He let the judge know of a matter in which Kol would be excused from.
"Excuse me your honor. It's been ten minutes." Oliver mentioned.
"I am informed of a family Emergancy. The client will be here shortly."
"Family Emergancy? Your honor-"
"Council, please approach the bench." Oliver looked at Damon before he walked towards the judge. They spoke quietly for a few moments and when he left the bench, the judged spoke out. "We will reconvene at two pm today. Court is adjourned." Then he slammed his gavel down without hesitation, got up and walked out.
"What the fuck Queen?"
"Apparently, he has a fiancé that gave birth."
"What a fucking lie. We all saw Andie at the got damn brunch. There was absolutely no baby in her belly."
"I told you, this fucking clown, has serious judicial connection because of his father. This shit doesn't slide. But, we may need to get with your ex. Corroborate on something. If Kol can work with Andie's lawyer, why can't you and Bonnie work together. Let's fight fire with fire."
Damon refused. He looked at Oliver shaking his head. "I'm not involving her. Period."
"Sal, listen to me. This guy has connections. Yes, I have connections, but my father's not a fucking judge."
"You are the best. I have faith in you and your skills!"
"Good, then, give me the number of Bonnie's attorney."
"Queen! Are you deaf? I said-"
"I'm good at what I do. Now give me her lawyer's number. I have to discuss somethings."
Damon stood feeling fucked. He needed to keep things as peaceful between he and Bonnie as possible. And adding her as fuel to his fire, was going to probably push her further away. "I'll see what I can do."
"Okay, bro. That's all I ask."
The two men walk out of the courtroom, when Damon received a text to his phone.
Slave- Sir, I did what you told me. I'm at the hotel room you told me.
I stripped my clothes, and I'm waiting.
Sir- Where is my greeting?
Slave- I'm sorry Sir.
Sir- Don't be sorry. Be mindful.
Slave- Hello my wonderful Sir. How are you doing today?
Sir- This is the greeting you will greet me with over the phone. He sighed heavily. Not really in love with the idea of training a new one again. But life happened, and he had to move forward.
I could be better. But you're greeting angered me.
Slave- Sir, I messed up. I apologized. How can I make it better?
Sir- Get in the kneeling position. Stay there until I arrive.
Slave- Yes Sir.
Olivers car came back from the valet, and he and Damon got inside. He watched as Damon was texting and he made a mental note of Damon's head space. He could see Damon was annoyed. "Hey, you have anything planned right now? Or anywhere you need to be?"
Damon looked down at his phone receiving that last text of, "Yes Sir." He locked his phone, and slid it into his pocket. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Are you in a rush to be somewhere?"
"Absolutely not." He'd make any slave wait for him, for as long as he possibly could. Especially newbies. The torture was something exquisite to him.
"Good. I was invited to this grand opening of a friend's Bistro. I need to be there for about... a couple hours, and I can tell you for a fact the food will be amazing. And there will be plenty of alcohol. Besides we don't have to be back for five hours."
"Sure. Let me go check on something real quick, and I'll meet you."
"Where? I'll take you."
"The London-"
"Oh... nice. Cute little fuck toy?"
"Something like that." He wasn't going to fuck anyone. Truth be told, Damon wasn't ready to have sex with anyone. Last time Oliver got him an escort, he only allowed her to perform oral on him, and he wasn't into it, at all. Now he had a submissive, play thing. A client. A woman requesting his services, as she'd been going through a break up. And Damon, was not taking any clients, who wanted sex. He was only taking clients who wanted, submissive training. Not sexual intercourse.
"Good. I like you getting back to you. So, are you going to fuck her now?"
"No. I just need to check on her."
"Dude, if you need to have a quickie, don't feel embarrassed. We've all done a ten-minute drive by." Damon didn't acknowledge quickie's, he wasn't a quickie kind of man. He was incredibly patient, when it came to sex. He was going to give her a specific set of rules, knowing he'd be gone most of the day. "But, you're still going to go to this lunch with me, right?"
"Yeah. Why not? Let me check on my client, and we can head to it."
xXx
Bonnie sat in the hospital room with Lily. They were talking briefly about Katherine's wedding plans. But, Lily hadn't eaten yet, and it was five o'clock. When she saw that Lily had no energy, she slowly let their conversation fade into the background, as Lily fell asleep. When her phone rang, she took the call quietly in the hallway. "Hello mom."
"Hey sweetie, I won't keep you long. Really quick... where are Kat and her fiancé registered? I'm out right now, and figured I could cross that errand off my list."
"Oh, uh... Neiman Marcus, Bloomingdales, Hudson Grace, and Tiffany's."
"Of course she is." Abby giggled at Katherine's expensive tastes. "How's your day going?"
"Good. I'm just sitting with Lily at her chemo."
"Oh, your boyfriend's mother?"
"He's not my boyfriend anymore mom. We're just, friends."
"Friends? Not the way he was talking at the house. He was practically impregnating you as far as he was concerned."
"We are currently, unattached. Please feel free to quit asking about him."
"Well, what happened? You seemed so, sure of things, and-"
"Mom, can I actually help you with anything else. Lily is here, and I'm with her." Bonnie said impatiently.
"Just seems like an awful lot to do for someone you're only friends with. You obviously care deeply for him. And if that's the case you should understand, that is a commitment. Befriending someone's sick parent, it's-"
"Mom. I'm well aware of the choices I make. I'm okay with my choices."
"Bonnie, I'm not... trying to run your life. I just see that you have a lot on your plate."
"I made my plate mom. I'm okay."
"You're my child. I love you. I worry about you. I'm not this crazy momma, you make me lot be."
"Mom, I really can't do this right now. I love you to death, but I can handle the choices I make." Bonnie hadn't run to her pre at about her divorce, her break-up, or her legal issues with Kol. She was capable, of dealing with a lot on her own.
"Okay sweetie."
"Mom, I gotta go."
"Okay, sure. Love you."
"Love you too mom." Bonnie hug up abruptly and walked back into the room with Lily. "Oh hey sleepy head. You're awake?"
"Uh, sort of. That your mom?"
"Yeah. You heard us. Sorry."
"It's okay. Hey, you okay, you seem sad."
"Me, no. I'm good." But she actually hadn't had a clear head space since she and Katherine's lunch.
"Okay. It's just, I know that as parents, we tend to make awful assumptions about our kids lives. Sometimes assuming the worst. But it's normal. Parents aren't perfect."
"Yeah, well... I don't look for my parents to be perfect. I just want them to know, I'm not perfect."
"I'm sure they love you for who you are, and want the best."
"Yeah. My mom just has no filter."
"Reminds me of Damon. And if she's the more dominant parent in your up dining, they say you tend to pick a life partner who's similar." Bonnie thinking Abby and Damon were the same never crossed her mind, but she surely would take into consideration now as Lily mentioned it.
"They don't have much in common."
"I'm sure if you looked deeper, you'd see it. And you somehow, for my son, are who he needed me to be. You and I have a few things in common. But you're definitely, better than I ever was."
Bonnie sighed. "You and Damon, still have a chance. I believe it."
"I hope so." She took On my way! Slow, deep breaths, feeling a heaviness in her chest S she lay there. "So, is it true? You and Damon just friends?" Bonnie stood quietly. "I guess I shouldn't ask. It's none of my business. I just kind of had a feeling already." Lily adjusted herself, feeling weaker than normal again. Her cheeks were somewhat sunken in, and her eyes were slightly dark under the cusp of her lid. She wasn't looking herself today, she looked exhausted.
"A feeling?"
"Yeah. You went from talking about him everyday to rarely. You look discouraged when I mention him, and you spend so much off time with me. I told myself, if my son's that busy he's gonna lose her." She smiled. "Then I pray over and over that he doesn't. Because you're the best thing that's ever happened to him." Lily's words play on Bonnie's emotions quietly. She sits there and wipes the wipes the almost tears before they fall down her cheek.
"He is focused right now, and so am I. I care a great deal for Damon. I just think... he needs space right now to figure things out, And I love him enough to give it to him. He really has a lot to think about."
"I see. Well, everyone needs time. Trust me I know. It took me waaay too long, but I know." She grabbed Bonnie's hands. "I would never ask you to be in a relationship with my son, if you weren't happy. It would be wrong. Believe me, no one, knows more than me, the pressure of being in a relationship, you can't handle mentally, or physically, or emotionally. Everyone needs time. It's best for your head and your heart. But I hope, he hasn't mistreated you."
"No, no way. Damon's, always been good to me. He never mistreated me or did anything, to demean or belittle me. He just has a lot of things to work through, and if I'm being honest so do I. We don't have "IT" to give to one another right now." Bonnie felt stupid. "I don't think I'm saying it right, but I hope I make sense.
"Makes perfect sense. And thank you for continuing to spend time with me, even though you and Damon are separated. It means a lot to me."
"Oh, don't thank me. Please. I really love our time together. My time with you, always makes me happy." Bonnie and Lily spoke a while, but Lily became tired shortly after. Bonnie sat with her while she slept, until she had to leave. She sat and watched Lily sleep until visiting hours were over. Lily was going to stay over night tonight.
When she left later that evening, she thought to text the one man who had been on her mind the whole session with Lily. She needed to talk with him. She needed to find out where Damon's head was.
...
Damon pulled to a deserted park around five o'clock. He had a lot on his mind, sitting there a while playing back the court room moments with Kol, today.
(Earlier in court)
You're honor, his man abused his power, against my client. Exhibit A... records of my client's wife, and the defendants on going affair. Photographs, phone records, videos-"
"Excuse me your honor-" Oliver interrupted. "These video cameras were illegally installed after Mr. Mikaelson's wife, had kicked him out and gotten a restraining order. Due to his violent behavior."
"Objection over ruled. That evidence is insubstantial, if you have no proof."
"I can get proof, your honor. I'm in contact with Ms. Bennett's attorney." He lied, he hadn't gotten in contact yet, because he was waiting for Damon's approval to contact her lawyer.
"Without proof, your claims are insubstantial Mr. Queen."
Damon sat and watched the shit show that was his life, play out before him. He did everything right with Bonnie, if not for lying about who he was to Kol. But he never abused her, or mistreated her. He loved her, and showed her tenderness, that she needed. But Kol, as of now, was leading in this case. He knew he'd have to get in contact with Bonnie's attorney. But damn, he hated the idea of giving her any additional stress.
The trial was going on, for over an hour, before "Exhibit B, your honor. Photographic proof, my client was assaulted and beat in his own home, by the defendant. Force with a deadly weapon-"
"A beer bottle!" Damon snapped.
"Mr. Salvatore, I'm going to ask you once, no outbursts, or I will hold you in contempt, of the court." Damon's jawline, squared and narrowed to his chin, forcing his teeth to clench and grind into themselves, as he listened to Kol's attorney victimize him. Though, he was the criminal here.
(End)
Damon snapped out of his thoughts, sitting at the same park he sat at when he met Bonnie the first time they had a lunch date together. He sat in the same parking spot, and looked back on the choices he made. That day was one of the most memorable in his mind, for realizing he had no control over how he felt about her. It was too much for him. He started his car, and pulled off, headed to his hotel.
He got their around seven o'clock, and valet parked. His routine was simple. He greeted the front desk clerk, walked up and got his key; as he was a regular. He took to the elevator and went directly to his room of choice. The room he always took his clients to.
He stood outside of the doorway, and took a deep breath to brace himself. He was doing what he had to, to keep his mind off of the stress in his life. And he felt his phone vibrate. He thought to take it. He thought to ignore it. But before he walked himself into a room with a woman who's been playing his slave for about a week now, he decided to take a quick glance at his phone, to see who was calling.
He swore he felt his literal heart stop inside of his chest. He took a second glance, and saw the name of her, that he never erased from the phone. Sweet Pea. And a picture of her walking around the same park, while he sat in the car watching her before he'd gotten out. Just taking pictures of her. He held the phone for four rings staring at her picture, feeling surreal in this moment of her calling. The only voice that could make or break him completely. He wasn't in the mood to be broken, no matter how much he loved her. He had to be a man, and figure his life out. And because everything had been going wrong lately, he couldn't take her calling to say anything that would add to his disappointment. He had his finger on the answer button, then abruptly sent her to voicemail.
He shocked himself, doing it.
But her voice was the last thing he needed right now distracting him. He had to be cold-hearted and calculated to deal with Kol and Andie, and Bonnie just brought back a side to Damon, that he needed to store away like Flowers in the Attic, right now. He had to be on his Alpha game, and handle his life, before it fell apart. He wanted to handle his life, before he could face her.
He wiped his hand over the bottom of his face, wondering if it was the right thing to do, by not answering her call. And he felt the phone pause for a little bit, then vibrate once more signifying that she'd left a voicemail. He knew he could check it later and decide if he'd made the right choice. But for now he had a slave to tend to.
He opened the door, and there she was. In the kneeling position. Hands behind her back, on her knees with her head down waiting for him, hours late. "Wow." He said walking in and shutting the door. "I'm impressed." She didn't speak, because she wasn't given permission. And she allowed him to walk around and check her out fully. He stood before her and spoke again. "Look up." She looked up. "Hello my little cunt. You may speak."
"Hello Sir."
"Did you do your homework?"
"Yes Sir. Permission to speak out of turn."
"Permission granted."
"You look very handsome Sir. How can I service you today?"
"Thank you. And I already know what you will be doing to satisfy my needs today." He leaned down and pet her head. "First, I want you on all fours, to crawl over to that chair, and wait for me. You're going to remove my shoes, and socks and massage my feet. We'll see how good you do. That'll depend on what happens next. Do you understand you little cunt?"
"Yes Sir."
"You can move now."
And he avoided the idea that Bonnie would break his heart tonight. He didn't answer her phone call.
2 Days later...
The rejection was real. Bonnie had called Damon two days ago. She knew he ignored her phone call because in the middle of ring four, it was interrupted by his voicemail. At that time, she was at his house waiting for him. She had felt awful about not giving him a chance. She left a voicemail, as she waited in the front of his house.
She waited for three hours for him to come home.
When she left his house, she was hurt and angry, but told herself she'd give him a chance to return her phone call after hearing her voice mail.
But now... It's been two days.
And, nothing.
Not a phone call, text, email... nothing.
She waited for Davina at THE Review. Today was two weeks from the day she'd spoken to Davina. Today was the day they were to meet. The office was closed for the day, Bonnie gave it an extra hour. Things hadn't been playing in her favor this week. First her heated conversation with Katherine. Then Lily finding out about her and Damon's split due to an annoying conversation with her mother. Damon ignoring her call, and not responding, not to mention, not coming home that night. And finally, Davina, missing their meeting today?
No matter how positive she tried to remind herself about how positive she'd been looking at her life, up until this point, she couldn't help but feel that the moment she let it, it would hit her hard. And she had remain distracted at all times.
Damon ignored her phone call. Hadn't even responded to her heartfelt voicemail. Davina never showed up. Kat thinking Bonnie was suffering an early life crisis.
She crossed her arms staring at the clock in her office. She sucked her teeth with her tongue before getting up. "Fuck this." She grabbed her small purse, and sunglasses putting them on her head. "I need a got damn bath and a fucking waterproof vibrator. I haven't been touched in six weeks. I haven't felt any type of pleasure in six fucking weeks." She and Kat were supposed to go sex toy shopping together, but the time in Kat's schedule didn't permit it. Not to mention, they had spoken few words to each other since two days ago.
She was pissed, and in need of some release. Her attitude stood her up firmly, and marched her towards the exit, to go on a mission for an orgasm. Then...
Her phone rang.
"Hello Kai. Everything okay?"
"Yea. I just, so... this is really awkward for me, can we talk, at my office?"
"You're office?"
Oh hell no, what the fuck now?
"Yeah sure. Is it bad news?"
"Um, it's just, kind of personal, and I feel really stupid doing this over the phone."
"Oh..." great. Just the thing I needed to add to my already shitty week. "Fine. I'll be there. Give me thirty minutes."
Bonnie hung up, without saying goodbye, her patience permitted her to give zero fucks about how people perceived her any more. She was sick of being perceived as someone who just took everyone's shit, and she wasn't that person. She drove listening to Sade. The music she swore was the music that she would listen to when she was in love. But it was the opposite. It was the music that just soothed her soul for the time being. The music made her feel like a person when everything else made her feel like a consequence. The drive went faster than she expected. As she sped the whole way there, not focused on speed limitations. When she arrives at his office, it was inside of a building on the fifth floor. She took the elevator up, and he was the only office on that floor. He worked alone, and had a secretary, who knew Bonnie by name.
"Hello Bonnie."
"Hi Anna."
"You okay? I was unaware you'd be here today."
"Me too. I think this was last minute. And it's probably the last time you'll see me until my case is finished."
"No, I doubt that. This guy comes to work happy everyday, since he's met you."
Bonnie hunched her shoulders. "I could be wrong. But, my case might be getting too... complicated."
"Oh." Anna sighed. "Well, here, I thought I'd give you this number of this masseuse. He's a great friend of mine. He's... a specialist in reflexology. You mentioned that to me last week bout your friend. I thought maybe you could make her an appointment."
Bonnie smiled. That's the most thoughtful thing anyone's done for her all day. "Honestly, Anna, thank you. There are still thoughtful people in this world." She reached for the number, and smiled. "Okay. I should find out what's going on."
"Okay, Bonnie. Good luck. Hope it's good news."
Bonnie walked into the office after knocking softly. "Come in." She walked in nervously. When she stepped in, he smiled, as always. It was still beautiful, as always. But hesitant. "You look really pretty."
"Thanks. You seemed really busy when I called. I'm sorry if I disrupted something, important."
"Nope. Just about to go sex toy shopping." She said with a straight face. They'd never spoken about sex, or anything near it. But right now, she didn't give a damn about what he thought about her.
"Umm, was the a serious statement?"
"You're damn right it was. Don't worry, I can openly admit that to you, because I really don't give a shit, how that changes your perception of me. I'm literally, sick of what everyone thinks, right now. So..." she hunched her shoulders so he could speak, he could see she felt impatient.
His eyes grew wide, and he laughed nervously. "Whew... wow, that makes absolute sense now."
"Kai... what's this about?"
"Uh, well... listen, it's a part of my job to view your footage for the purposes of time records. And I really have never had issues with any clients... previously. But, somehow, we have become friends, in some way. And I've been sitting on this for a couple of days, unsure of what to do or say."
"Kai, what is it?"
"I saw a lot of footage a few days ago, and have had to review time records, up until today. That's how much footage Kol had of you... And-"
"Kai-"
"Bonnie there's some footage of you, and this man..."
Bonnie suddenly realized without thinking about what was on some of those video snippets of she and Damon.
"Oh God." She whispered out quietly. "Uhh..."
"There was some very crazy shit on there Bonnie."
"Holy fuck!" She placed her hand on her forehead and took a deep breath. They were just friends, she and Kai. But some suggestive moments between them had possibly lead up to concern on his part. "Kai, my ex and I... we were very-"
"Yeah." He stare anxiously. " you two were... VERY VERY..." He said. "You don't owe me an explanation about him, okay. It's just, I really think I had a different idea of things. And now, I'm really, I don't know... just kind of find everything-"
"Uncomfortable?"
"Pffshhhh." He nervously spoke. "I'd say so. And since we are supposed to only be professionally acquainted, I think that you and I probably should spend less time together."
Bonnie's entire insides were on fire. The day was living her, and not the other way around. Her eyes looked downward, before she stood up and smiled politely. "Totally. Uhh, I agree." She lied. She had to protect herself. And for once, she realized, she kind of liked this guy. She liked, being around him. And he's the only person, who made her forget about Damon. The same Damon that sent her to voicemail, and didn't respond to her heartfelt message. But she had to lie, and act fine. "And I respect that. So, just email me with updates, and let me know what I can help you with."
"Bonnie... wait, let me explain- don't just leave- I-"
"Ugh. Kai. Today isn't my day. And I really do respect and understand your stance. But I had some shopping to do. And I should go, because it's been a long six weeks. And my mind, can't really handle anything but a fucking orgasm right now. If I'm being honest. And I never thought to talk to you about something I've been trying to avoid. A part of my past I want to forget about most days. And I can't. So, it is what it is, I'm going to go now." Her smile made him burry his face in his palms and before he could look back up at her and defend himself, she was gone. "Email me with updates."
"Fuck!" He said to himself. They never even had a full conversation. But she wasn't intending to listen to anything else. Rejected twice, in a couple of days by two different men. She wanted to relieve some stress, like yesterday. "Anna, I need to go for the day. Something has come up. I'll need you to lock up."
"Sure Mr. Parker." He rushed out, not sure what his next move was.
What did you think about Bonnie and Katherine's conversation. They rarely get to see each other lately because of Kat's wedding planning. So they've both been caught up on their own stresses. Kat warns Bonnie about being careful, because she doesn't think she's over Damon. But Bonnie's in a place where she doesn't wanna hear it. She just wants to live in the moment.
Damon is training a new submissive. Being dominant, is what helps Damon deal. But he isn't having sex with his submissive. He knows he's not ready to be sexual with anyone who's not Bonnie. So he hasn't had sex since he and Bonnie had sex. And the escort Oliver got for him weeks ago, only performed oral. He had a hearing in court with Kol so far. Nothing's been determined about it, but Kol is going for all he can to ruin Damon, and Oliver is practically begging to get Bonnie and her attorney to team up. Still, Damon is in a place of confusion with Bonnie.
Bonnie and Lily finally spoke about Damon. And their conversation made her want to reach out to Damon, on a personal, emotional level. But he ignored her phone call, because he felt like she was going to give him more bad news. He wasn't ready for it. And then what happened with both Davina not showing up and Kai finding out about Damon and Bonnies lifestyle at the end, didn't help by adding to the situation with having had words with Kat and then Damon forwarding her call. Bonnie is feeling her life start to finally hit her. And all she wants to do, is avoid the pain.
Thoughts... ?
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