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Summary: Bonnie thinks it's time for a talk.
A/N: Okay guys I'll be totally honest about this update; I hate it. It's the shortest one to date and it's the bare minimum of what I actually wanted. I rewrote it three times but I just couldn't get into the flow, and I couldn't fit it where I wanted it in either episode so it's sort of AU. So I'm sorry but I just wanted to get something out since it had been about 3 weeks and there is a new episode tonight. I promise the next one will be much better! In happier news I won the awards I was up for on tumblr so thank you to everyone who voted for me! I really appreciate all of the love and support you guys have been showing me with this story and I just hope that I can continue to keep it going, and keep it entertaining for all of you. This installment sort of tags epsidoes 3.11 (Our Town) and 3.12 (The Ties That Bind).
Bonnie stood in the doorway watching as Jeremy Gilbert waved and climbed into Alaric's SUV so that he could be driven to the airport to start his new life in Denver. It was just a shame he'd been compelled to want it—to leave his family and friends behind so that he would be safe. She didn't believe for a second that it was the right thing to do even though she understood Elena's motives. Still he deserved to be able to make his own decisions whether they were good or bad. Taking that choice away from him would only turn horrible in the end. It usually did.
She had never seen her friend this self absorbed before. When her parents died she appeared to go out of her way to be okay to spare everyone else her grief although no one begrudged her not being the life of the party back then. Yet now she was making rash decisions without thinking about the consequences of her actions. Maybe it was fear or maybe she was just honestly losing her mind.
Only time would tell.
Sighing deeply, she waited until the vehicle was pulling out of the driveway before closing the door. Elena had already migrated into the living room and to the couch. She was cradling a pillow in her lap and picking at the fuzzy edges, oddly quiet. After Caroline's birthday party/funeral—in which Bonnie had spent the entire night pretending everything was fine so hard she'd nearly blew out her own brains—Stefan had scared Elena to death by threatening to drive them off the bridge her parents had went off to force Klaus' hand. She understood that her friend was probably still shaken but she had a few things she needed to get off of her chest.
She was trying very hard to not be the jealous girlfriend but it wasn't working. Yes Elena was her best friend and basically like a sister to her; didn't mean she didn't want to punch her in the face for kissing her boyfriend. In fact it hurt more because of their history together and made her want to strike out even harder. If it was anyone but Elena she probably would be taking off her earrings and cracking her knuckles for the upcoming brawl.
But I can't just jump into the situation like she is some random girl being stupid. I don't owe her anything however I'll be civil and at least let her plead her case. If I don't like what she has to say then maybe I'll slap her.
"Jeremy is going to be fine, you know…" Elena said slowly. "At least this way he's safe and I can focus on getting rid of Klaus without worrying about him."
"Yeah." Bonnie nodded and sat down across from her. "Maybe sending him away will turn out to be a good thing. Guess we'll find out eventually."
"Are you mad because I asked Damon to compel him?" The brunette inquired, looking contrite. "I should have talked to you about it but he—he was around and I didn't know who else I could trust to do it."
Wetting her lips, Bonnie shook her head. "No that—well it bothers me a little but not as much as you kissing him does."
Her friend's eyes stretched wide. "He—he told you about that?"
The witch resisted the urge to snort. "Of course he did. Damon and I have reached a point in our relationship where we don't keep secrets from each other. Especially not big ones like this."
Elena tucked her hair behind her ear. "Bonnie I—I'm sosorry! I don't know what happened. I was upset over Stefan and Jeremy, and Damon was being so sweet. I don't know what I was thinking."
That makes two of us. "Look with everything going on with Klaus and Stefan I get that Damon is sort of looking out for you. Really it makes me love him more seeing how sweet he can be with someone else considering I'm usually the only one he takes care of. But I think you're seeing more to it than there actually is."
The brunette shook her head. "No, no that's not it at all. I knowhow much you love Damon and I know that he cares about you as well. Like I said what happened was just a stupid mistake."
"He doesn't just care about me. He loves me. I know it's weird sometimes because of how he was in the past, but I believe it. Yeah we had a rough patch and he had feelings for you but he doesn't anymore."
"And he said that?"
"Yes. Quite a few times. So I guess the question is now, do you have feelings for him?"
"Of course not."
Bonnie tilted her head to the side. "Are you sure? Because honestly I think you are lying to yourself. I think Stefan has you all confused and Klaus has you all afraid, and Damon is this solid presence in your life." Pause. "And he's handsome and he has the ability to make you feel like nothing else matters. I think he'd risk his life for you…but it doesn't mean he wants you."
Her friend bit the inside of her cheek. "I…" Trailing off, she cleared her throat. "Okay. Maybe I do have some kind of mixed up feelings for Damon. I didn't plan on them and I certainly didn't plan to acton them. You're my best friend Bonnie and I would never, ever do anything to hurt you."
I wish I could believe that. "That's the only reason I'm not yelling at you right now. We've been through a lot and we need to stick together right now more than ever. But Elena, I can't be that girl anymore. The one who just smiled while you and Caroline talked about your love lives. The one who wondered why no guys seemed to be interested in her. The one stands idly by while someone else tries to steal her boyfriend."
"I'm not trying to steal him." Elena frowned deeply. "I can't believe you think I would do that, especially to you of all people."
"Well you did kiss him." Bonnie pointed out, not maliciously.
The other girl pushed the pillow in her lap to the side. "And I'm sorry. What more do you want from me?"
That's easy. "I wanna know that you're not going to do something trifling and try to kiss him again. Or more. I want you to realize that just because you are hurting doesn't mean you can start making eyes at Damon or that you can use him as a replacement while Stefan is off the rails. It's not fair to Damon and it's totally not fair to me." A beat. "You're like a sister to me and I love you but you can't trade one Salvatore for the other. Damon—no matter how he might have felt about you in the past—is mine now. He loves me and I love him. We're in love; as much as we can be with him being a vampire and me being a witch. I wanna stand by you Elena because Klaus is dangerous and we're all in peril…don't gimme another reason not to."
The brunette appeared shocked by her speech but she didn't refute anything she had to say. Instead she lowered her gaze and put her hands in her lap. "It won't happen again. I promise."
Bonnie honestly wasn't sure that she believed her but she wanted to. She wanted them to be a united front because there was too much at stake to be otherwise. However she wasn't stupid, she could tell Elena was clinging to Damon because he was strong and he cared about her. Because he would keep her safe from Klaus. A part of her wanted to tell him to mind his own business but Bonnie knew she would never forgive herself if something happened to her best friend while she was too busy being mad to help or let Damon help.
Yet being the bigger person didn't do much to quell her fears. What if Damon decided he still wanted Elena? What if his feelings for her came back in some way? She didn't know how she would react if any of that happened. Badly, very very badly. Sometimes she felt like she was walking such a thin line as it was between having so much power and a little British voice in her ear whispering about joining him. Bringing all of her fears to the surface so that he could goad her into doing something stupid.
If Klaus finds out about their kiss he'll badger me with it until it drives me crazy. It's bad enough I'm dreaming about him biting me and locking me in one of his coffins.
The truly terrifying parts however were the other dreams where she gladly killed who he asked her to killed and looked upon him as if he'd hung the moon. Like Greta had yet with more conviction. In her head submitting to him often made sense though she had no real idea why. If she had to guess she supposed it was the power. He was an Original vampire—now hybrid—and apparently unable to be killed. While her magic came from the earth and nature, it was also passed down from witch to witch and she wasn't silly enough to think they had all been good. Absolute power corrupted absolutely and she could see one of them being lured to the dark side.
It was more fun over there after all because there were no rules.
Damon and Elena getting together would gut her and she would fill herself with their pain in order to function.
I could be pretty fucken scary if I wanted to be. I hope for all of our sakes it never comes to that.
"So my day was bullshit. How was yours honey?"
Bonnie rolled her eyes and turned off the light in her bathroom before trudging over to the bed and sitting down. In truth her day had been very disappointing. In the off times she'd imagined meeting her mother, she'd never considered it would be so blah. That she would discover her mother left for a sort of valiant reason but decided to never return because of a truly selfish one. That she simply made herself another little family and never looked back. That his Jamie got the mother she should have had all these years.
She looked to Damon stretched out across the mattress and sighed. "It sucked. We found my mom as you know and she basically tried to trade me to a hybrid to save some random boy she took in years ago. She also had all of these excuses as to why she left. A part of me wishes I'd never had to find her."
He nodded. "Well after we get that coffin open she can ride back into the sunset."
"I doubt it'll be that easy." She said slowly. "I—God this is going to sound horrible but I hope she doesn't want a relationship with me. I suppose I should forgive and forget but she left me and then raised some other guy. I don't care about her reasons. I don't trust her."
"I wouldn't either." He reached over and rubbed her thigh. "Does she know about us?"
Bonnie shook her head. "We didn't have any heart to heart moments though she might want to later. I'll gladly tell her I'm dating a vampire just to see the look on her face."
Damon smirked. "Sassy. I like it." Pause. "So I take it you and Elena are okay now?"
Define okay. "We talked but I think we're still on a sort of probation sort of friendship. But she knows exactly how I feel concerning the kiss and her relationship with you. She knows I'm not gonna just stand idly by while she kisses you or leans too heavily on you."
He watched her carefully. "Would you rather I stayed away from her?"
Of course. In a perfect world that is exactly how I would have things go down. "Yes, but I can't ask you to do that because if something happens to her I'll feel guilty. But you don't have to be soaccommodating. It's not your job to make her feel better."
"Well with Elijah awake and hopefully on our side, all of this shit will be over soon. And maybe Stefan will go back to normal and whatever she thinks she feels for me will disappear."
"And if it doesn't?"
"You and I will move to Spain or something. Either way you don't have to worry…"
"I know. I'm not worried so much as trying to not be pissed off. There is too much life or death stuff going on—I don't have time to be the jealous girlfriend right now."
"I think you're cute when you're jealous. And sometimes that helps a relationship."
"Oh so when Klaus hits on me, that's helpingour relationship?"
Damon frowned deeply. "Fuck no. But that's because he's a sadistic bastard who wants to use you as his play thing. Though it doesremind me how lucky I am to have you when he's going on and on about stealing you away."
She wasn't worried about being stolen away though. She was more concerned about leaving through her own free will. However that would be a form of giving up and she refused to do that. She refused to let Klaus get into her head and she refused to let Elena take away something she loved.