No One Ever Said It Would Be This Hard

Chapter 7

Damon was sitting on the high stool by the bar in the Grill. He was slowly sipping his scotch and eyeflirting with the young waitress behind the bar who didn't have much work since it was 3 in the afternoon. Grill was empty, with few students who dropped by after their classes ended, and two elderly couples having lunch in the back of the room. He drank the last drop of the drink from the glass and hand gestured to the waitress to fill him another one. She had looked him under the eye because this was his 8th glass in the past half of hour, but he didn't have a need to justify himself to her. She poured him another glass of scotch and went back to the kitchen.

"Bonnie" Damon said before Bonnie made an appearance. She hated when he did that. She hated how he knew she's there before actually seeing her.

"Damon" she said his name in the same voice he said hers. She pulled out the stool next to him and climbed on it. "Vampires and their senses" Bonnie said quietly.

Damon smirked. "Yes. And I saw your reflection in the mirror" Damon pointed to the long mirror across them. Bonnie looked at where his finger was pointing, and saw a witch and a vampire sitting in a bar. Sounds like the beginning of some bad joke, Bonnie thought. But she didn't feel like laughing. She didn't feel like doing anything. She looked at Damon who was still smirking at her, and she had to laugh at him. He had this smile that was so contagious. It was annoying, actually. When her face became serious again, he looked away. He wasn't in the mood for serious.

"So, you're leaving town" Bonnie kept her head down. She was afraid if she doesn't, he will catch her look and realize this wasn't a casual statement or a conversation starter.

"Yes" he replied silently while sipping scotch from his glass.

"And I have to hear about it from Elena?" her voice became more muffled than before. She didn't love Damon. She didn't know if she even liked him. He is everything she hates, but in the same time, he is everything she loves. She doesn't know Damon very well. She knows only what he chose to show her. He's not an easy person to dig through. If he doesn't want you to know something, you won't find out. They hung out, from time to time. He stalked her, to be more precise. And after some time, she stopped complaining about it. She realized he's not the worst company in the world. And soon enough, he grew on her. He was like one of those annoying little brothers who follow their sisters everywhere. And sisters freak out every time, but if they ever turne around and don't see the little brother behind them, they would miss him. It was the same with her and Damon. She didn't want him around her, but when he wasn't, she had missed him. And she hated vampires. But she didn't hate Damon.

"Come on witchy, it's not like you're going to miss me" he laughed and poked her hip with his elbow.

That made her raise her look. Her eyes locked with his, and while his were smirking, hers were dead serious. She is going to miss him. In that moment, it had hit her. Bonnie Bennett is going to miss Damon Salvatore. She's going to miss that annoying vampire who was so full of himself. Who always had something to say, and who had to have everything he wished for. She's going to miss bumping into him in the weird places, she's going to miss him stalking her and walking her home, she's going to miss those deep blue eyes that never stopped smiling. She's going to miss everything about him. The good, the bad and the golden middle. When he saw the serious look on her face, his eyes went mellow. She is going to miss him. Well, he's going to miss her too. But he's used to missing people. The next couple of minutes they spent in silence.

"Are you at least going to tell me why are you leaving?" she asked.

But he didn't say a word. And he wanted to, he wanted to tell her everything. How this place is a one big bad memory. Living nightmare. How he never wanted to come back, but only did for Stefan. How this place is not a home anymore, but past that keeps haunting him and hurting him all over again.