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When things didn't go Damon Salvatore's way he lashed out and that didn't change once he became a vampire, it only intensified and his volatile temper was now more explosive than napalm.

So when the hot tempered vampire didn't get the reaction out of Bonnie that he was expecting the fact that he only threatened her and then walked away was truly amazing.

But then he heard her cry and it made him stop. That one empty threat he'd made to her was enough to scare her as if he had lost his temper and went off.

He genuinely was a monster because even though he knew how much the boy meant to her that didn't stop him from using Jamie as a weapon against Bonnie when she'd so boldly voiced her suspicions, effectively letting him know that she wasn't fooled by what was going on, that she knew something wasn't right about this whole setup.

And as a way to shut her up, he'd hit her where she was most vulnerable, her brother.

Damon checked in on the said boy before heading downstairs where he went straight for the Bourbon because he was in desperate need of a stiff drink.

But he couldn't seem to get rid of thoughts of Bonnie because oh how dead on she'd been about everything.

Damon could tell that the girl didn't want to be there, that she didn't trust him, but her brother was a different story, he was very happy to be living at the boarding house and was already making himself at home.

Damon grabbed the bottle of expensive brown liquor and poured him a drink when he suddenly stiffened as his vampire hearing picked up on Bonnie leaving her bedroom and coming down the stairs.

He watched her as she walked into the room and all traces of her crying were gone from her face.

The fact that she didn't want him to know that he'd made her cry wasn't lost on him.

His eyes followed her as she slowly walked around the room, taking everything in and after a moment she spoke.

"Your house turned out really nice." She complimented, not looking at him but at a large crystal vase that she didn't touch.

Damon realized that this was her way of making up for her earlier behavior.

"Thank you."

See finally looked at him, swallowing hard. "No Damon, thank you… I'm sorry for being rude to you upstairs, I was way out of line to speak to you that way. You've been generous enough to open your home to me and my brother and I just want you to know that I'm very grateful." She apologized, swallowing her pride.

It took everything in her to come down stairs and apologize to him because she knew in her heart that she was right about everything she'd said, but it had been very foolish on her part to say it to his face. Damon was now their guardian and it would not be wise to get on his bad side because if he decided that he didn't want them there anymore, she and Jamie were screwed.

Her apology appeased the vampire. "It's okay Bonnie; I know that things are really tough for you right now."

The teenager cleared her throat, slightly hugging herself as she looked away from him.

It was quiet between them for a long moment as she composed herself.

She finally broke the silence, returning her gaze back to him, wanting to makeup for how she acted in the only way she knew how.

"If you're hungry I can go start dinner?"

Shit, Damon thought to himself.

He forgot about that. Now that he had humans living in his home he would have to keep up pretenses like eating food.

"Bonnie, you don't have to do that here." He said looking at her intently, so that she'd know that he meant it.

Kelly told him how much Bonnie would help around the house while she and Jamie were staying there, always cooking and cleaning and he didn't want her to feel like she had to earn her keep around there too.

Bonnie shook her head. "No, I don't mind. Honestly."

But he did.

"Okay, fine… but only if I help you." He said, coming from out around the bar.

Bonnie raised an arched eyebrow. "You know how to cook?"

Damon jerked his head back. "Of course I know how to cook. What do you take me for?"

Bonnie chuckled, holding up her hands because he looked so put out. "I'm sorry...it's just that you don't seem the type, that's all."

"And exactly what type am I?"

She shrugged, becoming thoughtful. "I don't know…you just look like you've been catered to all of your life."

Damon's gaze sharpened upon her and then relaxed after a moment. "So what are you trying to say…that I seem entitled to you."

"Yes…very." She said bluntly.

"Well, speak your mind why don't you Bonnie."

"I do…and quite often, so you probably should get used to it." She said in an unoffensive tone.

"Duly noted." Damon said, cocking an eyebrow as he stared at her appreciatively.

He was enjoying their little banter a little too much.

"So are we going to cook dinner or what?" He asked.

"After you." The teenager said, because she didn't remember how to get to the kitchen.

When they got to the kitchen Damon went straight to the refrigerator, opening it up.

He'd been to the grocery store and stocked up on food knowing exactly what to get them after nosily going through their house while Bonnie and Jamie were at Kelly's.

"So what do you feel like having for dinner?" He asked.

Bonnie walked to his side and looked into the fridge and blinked.

The content inside his refrigerator was almost exactly like theirs at home. He had the same brand of juices they drank, yogurt, organic milk, bacon; he even had a jar of coconut oil in there.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

Bonnie used coconut oil on her hair as a light moisturizer and kept it in the refrigerator so it wouldn't melt but why was Damon using it because if it was for cooking then why bother storing it in the refrigerator?

"Bonnie…you okay?" He asked after a moment or two of her not saying anything.

She swallowed hard. "Coconut oil?" She asked, looking at him.

Damon furrowed his brows, looking into the refrigerator at the jar.

"Yeah, so?"

"What do you use it for?" She pressed, but then decided to cut to the chase.

"I have to be honest here Damon, the fact that the inside of your refrigerator contains almost to a tee everything we have at home in ours is kinda freaking me out here…I mean how did you know what to get?"

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"When I found out that you and Jamie would be staying here I asked Ms. Peters if she'd make a list of the things you two like to eat, and she did."

Bonnie furrowed her brows in confusion. "But how did she know?"

Damon shrugged. "That I don't know, she just gave me the list and I bought the food."

"Oh." She said raising her eyebrows in surprise.

"So what do you use the coconut oil for?" He asked, changing the subject.

She blinked like she was still thinking about something. "Oh, um…for my hair. It makes it really shiny and moisturized without being heavy or greasy."

"Oh…you learn something new every day."

"Yeah, you do." She agreed.

Their eyes met and held before Damon forced himself to look away. "So again I ask you, what are we cooking?"

"Let's see." Bonnie said, moving in front of Damon to take inventory of everything he'd bought.

He breathed in her scent and it surprised him that she didn't smell like the typical teenage girls who drenched themselves in any fragrance made by Britney Spears or that Paris Hilton, no, Bonnie smelled like the slightest hint of White Diamonds perfume, like she'd sprayed the tiniest bit.

"How about some homemade burgers and fries?" She asked, grabbing the small pack of ground beef and turning back to him.

Damon was pulled from his thoughts. "Sounds good to me."

The kitchen began to smell really good as the burgers sizzled on the stove top grill and the French fries baked in the oven.

"Hey, I want my burger rare." Damon said as he sliced up the tomatoes.

Bonnie made a face. "Ew, that's so gross."

He smirked. "No it's not, its good that way. I bet you'd like it if you tried it."

"Nah, that's okay…I'm good." She said as she flipped one of the burgers. Damon's burger to be precise, since he wanted his rare.

He looked up from slicing the tomatoes. "You've said that before…I'm good…what does that mean exactly?"

Bonnie chuckled. "It can mean a lot of things… no thank you, I'm fine, I'm okay, I've had enough, I'm cool, I'm alright, I feel great…I can go on and on but you get the gist, right?"

He nodded his head. "Yeah, thanks."

Jamie came into the kitchen and smiled when he saw what Bonnie was cooking for dinner. "You're making burgers!" He said excitedly.

Jamie loved hamburgers, especially the way Bonnie made them.

"Are we going to have French fries too?" He asked, his eyes wide with expectancy.

"Don't I always make you fries with your burgers?"

He smiled. "Yes."

"Well then there you go." She said, smiling at him.

Jamie clapped his hands together. "Wow, this has been the best day ever."

Damon watched as Bonnie's smile faltered and she looked away from him, her eyes returning to the burgers. After a moment she cleared her throat.

"Have you washed your hands?"

"No." He replied.

"Then go do it right now please." She said.

"Okay." He replied easily.

He left the kitchen and when Bonnie realized it, she tried to call him back but he didn't hear her.

Damon looked at her puzzled.

"I meant for him to wash his hands at the kitchen sink." She explained.

"Oh."

The three of them actually looked like a little family sitting down at the table having dinner. Damon sat at the head with Bonnie and Jamie on either side of him and though he would never admit it, he was really enjoying himself and he was making sure not to let his eyes rest on Bonnie for too long. He was equally dividing his attention.

And while eating Damon noticed that Bonnie seemed relaxed for the first time since being there, her shoulders were no longer tense.

During the meal Jamie said something that made Bonnie laugh, like really laugh, and it startled Damon so much that he accidently knocked over a glass of water because she sounded exactly like Emily when she laughed.

Bonnie quickly got up the water with a napkin and looked at Damon so strangely that it made him wonder what expression she saw on his face.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

He cleared his throat. "Um…yeah, I'm good."

Bonnie was just about to giggle over him using that expression but was interrupted from doing so.

"Well, isn't this just a cozy little scene." Kelly Donovan said from the entryway of the dining room.

Damon's jaw tensed.

The older woman walked into the room and everyone could see that she was mad as hell about something as she stared directly at Damon like she was ready to cut his dick off.

"I just heard the wonderful news and dropped everything I was doing to come see for myself…and low and behold its true!"

"Are you okay Mrs. Donovan?" Bonnie asked from her seat at the table.

Kelly turned hard blue eyes on the girl. "To be quite honest Bonnie I'm not…not by a fucking long shot." She answered, glaring back at Damon.

"Would you like a hamburger Mrs. Donovan…Bonnie made them and they're really good...I've already had two." Jamie said innocently.

"Oh did she now…well it looks like Bonnie's going to have her hands full trying to cater to you two men insatiable appetites, especially yours Damon…I personally know just how hungry you can get."

Damon didn't look at Bonnie to get her reaction.

But even though Kelly's innuendo went over the teenager's head, she still felt uncomfortable enough to want to leave the room, so she got up from the table.

"Come on Jamie…let's take our dinner into the kitchen."

The boy got up from the table, picking up his plate and glass of soda and followed his sister out the room, leaving the two adults alone.

Damon didn't speak until he heard the two of them enter the kitchen. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He seethed.

Kelly had never seen Damon angry before but she didn't give a fuck because she was mad as a bitch right now.

"What's wrong…I'll tell you what's wrong... I just found out that the man I'm fucking has got a sixteen year old girl living with him now! That's what's fucking wrong!"

Damon turned his head in disgust before glaring back at her. "I'm her foster parent!"

The angry woman closed the distance between them, leaning over Damon and getting into his face as he sat at the table.

"Foster parent my ass, maybe to Jamie yes but not to her definitely not her…I've seen the way you look at Bonnie…you're just dying to stick that big dick of yours into her." She sneered.

Kelly didn't realize that the tick inside Damon's jaw was a sign of danger and without warning he grabbed her face.

"Do you have any fucking idea what I can do to you right now…believe me, you couldn't imagine."

The woman's heart began to beat double time, her blue eyes filled with fear.

"If I wanted to I could rip that pretty head of yours clean off your body."

Her eyes widened.

"Or I could make you walk out into oncoming traffic and get hit by a bus." He threatened so casually, while his blue eyes glinted ever so dangerously.

Tears began to fall from her eyes.

He then pulled her face closer to him and kissed her lips. "But don't worry Kelly I won't do any of those things because you were amusing at times.

Damon then looked deeply into her eyes compelling her. "Your suspicions about my intentions toward Bonnie are ridiculous and you've had enough of dating younger men, you want someone closer to your own age. Now get the fuck out of my house."

Damon let go of her and she blinked a few times and then turned to leave.

When Damon walked into the kitchen Bonnie was in there by herself loading the dishwasher and he could see by her face that she was upset.

He chucked the leftover food on his plate into the trash and walked over to the dishwasher and placed it inside.

"Where's Jamie."

She didn't look at him. "He went back upstairs to finish his game."

Silence filled the space between them.

Damon couldn't take it anymore and decided to address the elephant in the room. "About Kelly…" He began but Bonnie quickly cut him off.

"You don't have to explain anything to me…it's none of my business...I'm just a teenager, remember?" She said backing up. "I'm going to go up to my room now." She turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Damon watched her go.

Bonnie went upstairs to her room not really knowing what to do with herself. She didn't feel like watching TV, so she looked through her selection of books not really feeling like reading either.

She walked to the window and looked out at the lake. The water looked so inviting and the girl realized that she wanted to go swimming. She looked at the time and there was at least an hour and a half of daylight left, more than enough time for a good swim and now that Damon had officially moved into the boarding house people no longer trespassed on the property so she would have the lake all to herself. The teenager smiled as she began to undress.

Five minutes later she was walking down the hallway dressed in a long white tee shirt with her yellow bathing suit underneath and a towel in her hand. She stopped by Jamie's bedroom.

"Hey do you want to go for a swim?"

"No thank you." He said not even bothering to look at her as he played his game.

Bonnie frowned. He'd been playing that video game since they'd gotten there. She would let it slide today but tomorrow was another story.

"Well I'll be out back if you need me?"

"Okay." He answered still focused on his game.

Bonnie threw her towel onto the ground when she got to the lake, ready to jump into the water but then she suddenly stopped and looked around. She was all alone, so she took off the tee shirt she was wearing and threw it to the ground as well and jumped into the water.

Like always, she swam for one full minute before coming up for air. She'd never had the lake completely to herself before and it kinda felt weird for a moment being the only person in the water but Bonnie quickly got over it and swam to her heart's content. The water felt so good against her skin, so much so that time got away from her and before she knew it she'd been in the water for more than thirty minutes. Only when her fingertips began to prune up did she get out.

Penetrating blue eyes watched her every move.

Before grabbing her towel Bonnie reached up to squeeze the water from her long dark locks, unknowingly presenting a very sensual picture to the man who stood inside of the house watching her.

With her body still wet from the water, the bathing suit clung enticingly to every slender curve of her young body like a second skin.

She was absolutely beautiful.

Once her hair was free of water, Bonnie grabbed the towel and began to blot her skin dry and it was almost pornographic in a soft core porn kind of way how she touched herself. When done, the girl then slipped back on the tee shirt and sat down on the grass.

It wouldn't be long now before the sun would start to set in the sky, maybe another thirty minutes or so.

Bonnie's mother used to love to watch the sunset, dusk was her favorite time of the day but that was back when her father was still alive and they were a happy family.

Bonnie missed those days. She was so close to her mother back then. A day didn't go by that Abby didn't hug or kiss Bonnie but all that changed about a year ago when her mother began to look at her differently.

The caramel skinned girl began to softly cry as she thought about her mother.

It wasn't fair that she didn't get a chance to say goodbye, at least with her father she'd hugged and kissed him and told him that she loved him before he left for work on the day he died, but her and Abby never even got a chance to mend things between them and Bonnie would regret that for the rest of her life.

All that she had of her mother now was her smell.

For as long as Bonnie could remember her mother always smelled like White Diamonds perfume, it was her signature scent.

She loved it.

So before leaving their house it was the one thing Bonnie had taken that belonged to her and every day she would spay herself with the perfume so that she would have that smell surrounding her like her mother was there with her.

Bonnie knew it was stupid, but the smell comforted her and for right now it was the only thing she had.