With a groan, Bonnie slowly opened her eyes as Elena's cell phone chimed loudly. She heard Caroline mumbling and then a thump which signaled that Elena had just fallen out of bed, most likely because Caroline had kicked her. She chuckled and rolled over, glancing to the small clock on the bedside table as one of her best friends disappeared to talk to her boyfriend. It was cute to be honest, Stefan calling to check up on her.
Of course they'd simply spent the night eating junk food and talking about guys. It was so normal and for a moment she'd felt bad about feeling weird around Caroline. When you got down to it she was still the same girl she'd always been, just heightened. Her feelings for Matt and even Tyler were so confusing to her that she wasn't sure which way was up. While she didn't want to have anything to do with Tyler anymore, she was still desperately in love with Matt and terrified of hurting him. Bonnie felt that she would relate to the situation if she ever dated someone human.
As it was she had two people giving her very different forms of advice. Elena thought she should give Damon another chance while Caroline wanted her to set him on fire. Both made valid points.
"Ugh, what time is it?" The blonde murmured, putting a pillow over her head.
"About eleven I think." She replied with a yawn. "Time to face the day."
"No thank you." The other girl said sleepily. "I was tortured. I deserve to be able to sleep in."
Smiling, Bonnie patted her shoulder and sat up, gazing out of the window. The sun was shining brightly through the satin curtains, flooding the room with brilliant rays. It looked like a lovely day outside which made her feel a bit better even with everything that she was going through. She vowed to not have any magic hiccups—to take a deep breath before breaking something.
A chirping sound brought her attention to her purse and she dug inside, pulling out her phone. There on the colorful screen flashed that she had a new text message. She accepted and bit her bottom lip.
Damon: Morning sunshine. Heard you had a lesbian pillow fight party last night.
Snorting, she found herself replying to him. It was a sleepover to make Caroline feel better.
Damon: Sure sure. Whatever you say. What are you doing now?
Just woke up.
Damon: Have good dream? Preferably about me?
Hah. I didn't have any dreams actually. Just a nice good sleep.
Damon: I miss dreaming with you. Miss sharing dreams with you.
Staring at the small screen, she debated on what to say. In truth she missed sharing dreams with him as well but she figured it would be a disservice to herself to let him know. She was still mad at him after all. Yeah well, we can't all get what we want.
Damon: I usually end up getting what I want.
And what do you want, Damon?
Damon: You.
For starters?
Damon: Enders too. And everything in between. Anyway what are you wearing?
LOL regular pajamas. Not like I would wear a sexy nightie to a girl's sleepover.
Damon: Of course you would. I've seen movies where that happens all the time. :)
Heh yeah I'll bet. Complete with an NC-17 sticker on the front.
Damon: Yeah. ;) We should make one of those movies.
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What Lies Beneath
Fanfiction» Be careful of what's under the surface. It just might pull you down with it. -Damon/Bonnie
