crying out for me

Chapter 8

"This isn't real, it can't be real!" Bonnie says shaking her head.

Damon watches her rush to leave out his house and he feels his heart slowly tearing into pieces. Speeding to her, he ignores the fear he smells off of her and her jump. "Bon, wait" He grab her wrist and she gasps before squinting her eyes.

Groaning, he falls to the ground holding his head. Of course she unleashed one on him...no matter what he changes she'll always give him an aneurysm.

"Don't. Touch. Me" She says before rushing out the door. Her eyes are watery and she jogs down the steps. Damon feels the pain leave him when her cars gone.

Fuck. He fucked up.

32 hrs earlier.

Bonnie opens her eyes and smiles feeling familiar lips kiss her neck. Wrapping her arms around their neck, she stares into blue orbs.

"I can get used to this" She says with a grin.

Chuckling, Damon pecks her lips and inhales her scent deeply. He loved this, waking up to her every morning. The thirty days were almost up however and he had to come clean soon. But then this might go away and she might slip through his fingers. Just thinking about her running for the hills and into the wolf's arms made him growl. But he quickly turned it playful and nipped at her neck making her giggle.

"Better get used to it Bon Bon. I even make breakfast" He whispers low into her hair making her shiver.

Licking her lips, she cups his chin. "How about I hold you to that now, i'm pretty starving and won't have time for breakfast at school most likely"

Tilting his head he already knows the answer, but he wants to hear it from her. "Why's that?"

Biting her lip to stop her smile, she rolls her eyes. "You know why. I only have time to shower and do my hair before I have to go. I can't be late...again" She adds.

Pouting, Damon kisses her lips. She accepts and he slyly enters his tongue past her lips and groans lowly in his throat. Moaning, Bonnie holds onto him and grips his short hair delicately. She almost loses her sense before she realizes what happened. This naughty boy. Pulling away, she licks her lips and glares at him playfully.

"You just did it again. I'm showering and you can't stop me" Letting her push him away, Damon sits up on his headboard watching her hop out of his large bed. She switches to the bathroom and he eyes her cute little tush with lustful eyes and can't wait to have all of her. Kissing and touching her is fine, but he misses the sex they had.

But he can wait till after she finds out what he is because then he won't have to worry about thinking he's gonna hurt her and hide the blood craze part of himself. Sighing- Damon gets out the bed shirtless and slips the joggers he threw on the floor on and heads downstairs to cook for his hungry witch.

Entering the bathroom, Bonnie looks at her reflection and has to admit she looks brighter. Her skin looks more clear and her eyes are more happy than she's ever had them. Between practicing magic and being with Damon it's been great. Her and Elena are speaking again, and Caroline is happy too. Brushing her teeth, her mind reflects to when she told Damon she was a witch.

"What's been bothering you? Is it from going so long without seeing my good looks?" Damon wiggles his eyebrows making her let out a small laugh.

With a shake of her head though she lets him know that wasn't the case. "I like your face, but no. There's something i've been wanting to tell you"

Worried he moves closer to her and laces their fingers together. She squeezes his hand. "What is it?"

"Don't laugh"