Chapter 6,

Dear Elena,

But all this driving
Is driving me crazy
And all this moving
Is proving to get the best of me
And I've been trying to hide it
But lately
Every time I think I'm better
Pickin' my head up, getting nowhere

-Troye Sivan

Funnily enough these have been the most boring two months of my life. I do research, I take a walk and I call Caroline. That's pretty much it. I stopped looking into Enzo's family even though you've got to love the drama that comes with it. Enzo comes and goes but not long enough for us to have a full on conversation with each other. Can I admit something to you Elena…I'm lonely. I crave some form of human contact again. Well contact in general. I can't get it from Enzo because well he and I have never gotten along and it usually ends in a fight of some sort. I try to build a fire that doesn't flop but fail miserably. I miss my magic. So all in all, I'm a mess.

To make it absolutely worse…today is Damon's birthday.

I remember the day you…went into a coma? Well yeah that day I promised myself that I would find a way to keep him as happy and as sane as possible. That didn't matter anymore because he clearly didn't share the same interest. I walked over to the fire place where I had made my mediocre fire and sat on the floor right in front of the fire. In my hands, was the letter he wrote to me.

I can only imagine the crap he was able to come up with to justify his actions:

Dear Bonnie,

I miss Elena. You deserve to be happy. Go and find it.

Love Damon.

Well he wouldn't even say Bonnie. He would try light of it right? So he'd probably say something like 'Dear Bon-Bon'. I looked down at the letter and stroked the font of his hand writing. He screwed up Elena. I'm not trying to make your life miserable by saying that. I'm trying to just let you know that I he screwed and feel broken every single day. I just thought you should know.

I've lost so much as it is. My parents, grams, you, Jeremy and then there's Damon. Oh my god, even Matt. There is no constant in my life, well the closest to it just walked in the door with fire wood.

"That fire is appalling." He says placing the fire wood next to the counter in the kitchen, "The smoke doesn't even come through the chimney."

I ignored him. Not because his comment offended me. I actually think I would've chuckled had it not been today and said something like "I tried." I couldn't even do that. I just continued to look between the letter and the dead flame.

"Bonnie?" I shake my head and look at Enzo placing the letter under my ass. A gesture he didn't miss, "You ok?"

"Yeah," I sigh quickly, "I was actually just thinking about the time you forced me to bring you back." It was a lie but I wasn't about to talk about sad feelings to this guy. He was last person on earth that could ever make me feel better.

Enzo chuckles a bit and walks over with a few logs of fire wood, "Yeah, and how you used to get annoyed at me for pestering you every five minutes."

"What do you mean used to?" I grin at him as he places the logs over my dead fire.

"Ha, ha." He says sarcastically, "Excuse me for being locked up for over half a century."

"Yes it gives you no right to be on my case every five minutes," I say to him, "Especially in times when I was busy."

"Busy with what?" Enzo chuckles, "You tasks for school. I don't even think you handed a single thing in."

"What do you know about college Mr. Funny guy?"

"And not to mention the fact that you seemed to bleak with Jeremy at the time." He raised an eyebrow at me.

"He was hooking up with his dead ex-girlfriend." I point out.

"Ouch," Enzo says still smirking, "I can imagine that putting a damper on things."

I don't know why by I just start laughing, "You don't even know the half it."

"I blame situation on one person," Enzo says still perfecting the wood, "If Damon had just…"

I stopped listening to him there and looked away. It stung hearing his name. I shouldn't have to feel this way. I felt as if I had been betrayed. Enzo noticed my sudden mood change and then said.

"Today's his birthday Bonnie." I look at him with wide questioning eyes, "I'm arse hole at the best of times. I'm manipulative and I'm also cunning. But I am loyal and I always keep a promise."

I just looked at him and understood everything he was saying. Damon was once upon a time friends with Enzo. I decide instead of saying anything, I just smile and when he smiles back something sparks inside of me…he said he would keep his promise. Enzo would keep me safe. For some reason all the doubt that I had before. Died now.

"Just by the way college girl," He said as he took a long match out to light the fire, "I never went to college but I damn sure light a better fire than what tertiary education could ever teach you."

I watch as he lights the fire and it roars perfectly to life, "You never went to college?"

"I never went to school let alone college." He says siting now flat instead of kneeling on his haunches, "Besides when would I have found the time…I was an Augustine Vampire for so damn long."

"You were taken in 1950?" I raise my eyebrow at him, "And turned in 1903."

"You know way too much about me." He chuckles.

"What were you up to for forty something years?"

He grins wildly now, "You don't want to know."

"Actually," I grin at him, "You've got me curious."

"Really?" He looks shocked.

"Why does that shock you?"

"For a number of reasons," He says chuckling again, "You can't stand me for one."

I shrug once and acknowledge that fact but I say to him, "honestly this has been a weird and very bad day. I could do with a good story."

"How do you know it's a good story?" He smiles at me.

"Because I already know the bad." I look at him gently. His smile disappears and he looks at the fire for a moment.

"True you do college girl." He sighs heavily, "You really want to know, love?"

"I really, really do?"

"The first ten years I spent trying to stop the blood lust…or rather control it." He says rolling his eyes, "I'm sure you've heard it can be a real bitch."

I can't but laugh, "I have. I've also seen it first hand."

"Aren't you lucky?" He says and then his smiles turns into something wild and Mischiousvious, "I never got to control it…until 1928."

B

To be continued…

Author's crafty note

Stay tuned for more and I promise it will be worth it. Also getting excited because I'm already working on that saucy scene that TVD left us all like "WWWWWHHHHHHAAAAATTTTTTTTTT! DETAILS! Please!"

I will update again real soon because this is fun. I'm trying to take it as slow as possible so we get the moments where Bonnie and Enzo stopped being hostile with each other, started having civilized conversation and then fell in love. I don't know about you but I'm extremely excited about the latter, so let me know what you think.

Thanks for all the lovely reviews I've been getting so far but I can imagine that after this "to be continued…" some of you may be like "what the hell? JJ