I'd Go To Hell And Back For You (VD Fanfiction)

Chapter Six

**Damon's POV**

When I awoke I was horrified by what I laid my eyes on. Bonnie was sleeping next to me, in my bed, naked. It was mortifying and I felt a heavy pit in my stomach as I recounted the events from the night before. What had gotten into me? Did I drink too much? Did she drug me? Was there some spell I was under? I racked my brain for answers, but only finding lust as the reasoning.

I got up to go wash and ignored the whiskey on the counter. It was too early. Or was it? I eyed the bottle as I brushed my teeth. One sip wouldn't hurt anything. I got a plastic cup and filled it halfway. I took a sip and then downed the whole thing. I poured another glass, that would be my limit. So Bonnie wouldn't be suspicious I filled the bottle up for what I took and brushed my teeth again. I didn't get why she was so nosy.

It was awhile before Bonnie woke up. It led me to being alone with my thoughts for a prolonged period of time and I gave up trying to hide I was drinking. I couldn't stop. No matter how much I drank my mind and thoughts still wouldn't stop.

I had sex with Bonnie. Bonnie Bennett. I could only imagine what Elena would think, what she would do if she knew. I had to get away from Bonnie. This was not good. I couldn't just sleep with her anytime I felt lonely, which was always. It really wouldn't be that hard to just-

"Good morning, sunshine." Bonnie smiled from where she was laying on the bed. I scowled openly at her. "What? Who peed in your cheerios?"

I rolled my eyes and ignored her. I was in no mood for her to be a smart ass.

"Fine, be that way." She stated as she went to the bathroom, sheet wrapped around her body. Even with a sheet draped around her, it still managed to hug her body. She looked so good as she sauntered past me.

I shook my head.

I needed to get away.

**Bonnie's POV**

Damon has been so open and caring last night. I just did not understand what got into him. No doubt guilt was eating him away, but it was just sex. It meant absolutely nothing.

I looked myself over in the mirror. I was not ugly by any means. My hair was a wreck and wait. What was that on my neck and chest? Bite marks? I smirked and my heart fluttered. What an ass of him to just leave marks on me.

I washed my face and sighed. I hadn't brought any clothes in here with me. Boy was I dumb.

"Hey Damon?" I hollered out the door. I waited a couple of seconds. "Damon?" There was still no answer.

I peeped my head out the door. I ventured out of the bathroom. He was nowhere in sight.

He was gone.

**Author's Note**

I am really busy with college, so I am sorry this isn't the best update. Comment what kinds of things you would like to happen or not happen. I will take them into consideration. Thank you, I love you all. Christmas break is coming up and I am hoping to update more.