A/n: This has kind of been in my mind for awhile, but the actual direction I would like to take this story, came yesterday. I don't know how long I'm going to make it, but if you're interested in seeing more just let me know =) Happy reading!

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His eyes were blue. Not just that ordinary blue that was common in today's society. They were like this cerulean color that reminded her of vast depths of the ocean. His orbs were so damn beautiful that if she looked deep enough… it was possible to detect a hint of green within them.

Damon Salvatore's eyes were Bonnie Bennett's favorite color. There were times where she found herself getting lost in them and she was never ashamed to admit it. However, it wasn't just his eyes that entrapped her, it was him in general. It was everything that made Damon, Damon. Being with him was like coming up for fresh air when she thought she was drowning. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder how she got so lucky.

And as she sat across from him at the kitchen table in his penthouse apartment, instead of feeling the high intensity she usually felt around him, melancholy reared its ugly head.

"So this is it?"

Her voice was a little foreign to her own ears, as she wiped a treacherous tear that had fallen. Damnit, she promised herself she wouldn't cry. A day they both knew was coming shouldn't have hurt this much. But, who was she really trying to fool?

"This is it." His voice mirroring her own, yet his facial expression remained stoic. "We're done."

Instead of getting up and leaving like she should have done, her mind chose at that exact moment to take her down memory lane, causing her to remain seated.

Between meeting him two years ago through his brother Stefan, who she had known since her junior year of high school, to their on and off banter that lasted for a few months, before they decided to give a relationship a go. She recalled the moments when she wasn't attending class or at work, or if Damon wasn't working at his father's company, how pretty much inseparable they were. There were the lousy arguments that they participated in, the late nights, early mornings, the serious talks, the fun they had, and the sex… the sex was so amazing it almost didn't feel real. There were the simple quirks they both had… the little things that only they had knowledge of. It was the family gatherings and the love each family had for the other. That last thought alone brought a few more tears that she wiped away instantly.

Clearing her throat before she broke down entirely, she stood up, "Let me get the rest of my things and I'll be out of your hair."

"Take your time." She barely remembered him standing up, but when she focused her full attention back on him, he's headed towards the front door. "I have a meeting to get to."

In that moment, she wants to run to him… to smash into him like the lyrics of one of her favorite songs. She wanted to make sure that even though this was the end of their relationship that they could still remain friends… that someday if the time were right, they could find their way back together again.

"Damon…" Her voice still betrayed her when she said his name.

She's almost surprised when he turns around instead of leaving. She notices the glossy look in his eyes, indicating that he was hurting too. Damon was good at hiding his feelings, but not with her… never with her.

And now with them only standing inches apart, his lips descended upon her forehead. The kiss may have been light, but it brought such a level of comfort and security, that she couldn't help but lean into him.

The moment was over and done with so fast; Bonnie wondered if she had imagined the whole thing. Because now she was standing in his apartment, watching as he walked out, without sparing her a second glance.

That night, Bonnie had every intention of driving back to her hometown in Mystic Falls, but she knew if her family saw her with tears running down her cheeks that they would hound her with questions that she just couldn't answer right now. She had been crying ever since she left Damon's and when she came to the conclusion that she shouldn't cry because it was a mutual break up, she cried even harder. So, now she was back in the apartment in the city of Whitmore that she shared with two of her best friends, Caroline Forbes and Elena Gilbert. She was actually really glad that they were out for the night, because she didn't feel like talking or being around anyone.

How could a decision that was supposed to be good… healthy even, hurt so damn much?

Four months without coming into any contact with Damon went by surprisingly fast. The feelings she had for him were still there, but they were practically dormant right now as she concentrated on herself and her classes. She was in her last year of her college career and she really needed to focus to pass her exit exams and presentations. And that's what she was doing… focusing, and that meant shutting Damon out completely.

Shockingly, it wasn't as hard as she thought it would be. Staying in the same city with the same group of friends, they were bound to run into each other, but it never happened. So, it was pretty much safe to say that they were in the avoiding stage.

"Bonnie, love, that dress isn't going to wear itself."

Niklaus Mikaelson's accented voice, cut her out of her thoughts, plopping down on her bed and resting his hands behind his head. She took a quick glance at her best friend since birth, before returning her gaze back on the green gown she just recently purchased.

Unfortunately, the avoidance phase had run its course. Tonight, a gala was being thrown in Damon's honor for moving up to Vice President of his father's company, and to celebrate his birthday. His mother reached out personally to invite her, and Bonnie's immediate response was going to be no and give some awful excuse as to why, but Lily Salvatore never took no for an answer. She kept informing Bonnie how she missed seeing her face and even though she and her Damon weren't together anymore, didn't mean they couldn't still communicate.

It was nice that Lily still cared and viewed her as a daughter, but being around any of Damon's family was hard, because she adored them just like her own family.

"Maybe I shouldn't go."

"But you bought a dress." Rebekah Mikaelson poked her head out of Bonnie's bathroom. "And you told your family you were attending."

Bonnie rolled her eyes at her other best friend since birth, and sat down beside Klaus. She had known the Mikaelson's since she was an infant. Their parents grew up together as well, so it wasn't really a surprise when they followed in their footsteps.

"Yes, Bons, plus, you promised Lily and Stefan." Caroline took this moment to emerge from the bathroom and twirl around in her new dress. "What do you think?"

Of course she looked gorgeous, but before Bonnie could say anything, Klaus's voice beat her to the punch, "You two are only making a big deal because you do not want to miss it."

Bonnie unconsciously snuggled into his arms. If other people, who weren't their friends, were to witness them in this position, they would automatically assume that they were romantically together. But, once they got to know Bonnie and Klaus, they would know that their relationship was purely platonic. In fact, when they were children, it was Klaus who got Bonnie to stop crying and go to sleep all the time.

"You do not have to go if you don't want too."

"I know." She sighed, and then looked at her two blonde best friends, as they continued to get ready. She wondered when they would realize how similar their dresses were and argue over who looked better in it. "And even if I didn't go, you guys can still go. You don't have to stop being his friend just because we broke up, that's not how this works."

"Be that as it may," Rebekah looked back in the mirror to fix her hair, "I am not attending if you don't."

"Says the girl who's putting on her disgusting looking shoes now."

"Shut it Nic," Rebekah snapped, and threw her lipstick at his face.

Bonnie took that as her cue to stand back up. When Rebekah and Klaus had their little tiffs and started throwing shit, it was just safe to move away and let them have it out.

Caroline ignored the siblings and walked up to Bonnie, "There are going to be over hundreds of people there, I highly doubt you'll run into him."

Bonnie just gave her a look.

"Granted, it is his house," She gave a sheepish look. "And the party is for him, but I'll be there to distract you."

Bonnie knew Caroline would be there until an eligible bachelor graced her presence, and then she probably wouldn't see her friend for the rest of the night. That really didn't matter though, because Bonnie wasn't a child. She didn't need protection from Damon. They could have a civil conversation and keep it moving. It had already been four months, and even though the whole friendship didn't come into play after the break up, didn't mean they couldn't be cordial. She was actually very proud of him for making VP. She knew it was a big thing for him, and he worked really hard to get it. The world would probably think he was handed such a big title, but he worked his ass off and he was literally one of the smartest people she knew.

"Fine, I'll go, but I'm not staying long." She picked up the dress and walked towards the bathroom.

Caroline did an inhuman squeal and before she closed the bathroom and drowned out the noise, she heard Caroline say, "Okay, children, enough with the pillow fighting, Bexs, you're going to mess up your hair."

She couldn't help but produce a small smile. She loved her friends so much, and without them she'd probably be completely lost.

The car ride there took that crazy feeling out of the pit of her stomach. Listening to Rebekah and Klaus argue again could make anyone forget their troubles. But, as soon as she walked into the Salvatore mansion, other than her breath catching in her throat at the decorative scene before her, the same feeling decided to make its reappearance.

Maybe she really wasn't ready.

It was Klaus who squeezed her hand, providing reassurance, while Caroline and Rebekah walked through the crowd, like a couple of supermodels. She wasn't surprised that they stopped at the bar, and began scoping out whatever top notch executive present tonight.

"Are you going to be alright, love? If you need to turn around just say the word."

Word. She immediately thought, but decided against it. She loved Klaus dearly and she appreciated his concern, but she could handle herself. At the end of the day, all of their family and friends were close so they were bound to see each other again.

"Thanks, but I'll be fine. Plus, Cami just walked over to the bar, and I'm sure Rebekah is telling her something bad and not true."

Klaus's attention went over to the bar, but before he left, he kissed her cheek. "If you need anything or want to leave, just let me know."

She smiled and scrunched up her nose. "Aye aye captain."

As she began to walk through the crowd, looking for familiar faces, i.e. her parents, cousin, and grandmother, she was stopped by one of the servers walking around with glasses of champagne. She happily took a glass, because it was already a known fact that she would be utilizing their service for the remainder of the night.

"Bons, I'm glad you made it."

Bonnie turned around, and smiled when she saw Elena. They may have been roommates, but Elena was so busy with her med classes, that if she weren't there or in the library, she spent what little free time she had with Stefan.

Their arms were around each other so quick; you really couldn't tell who embraced who first.

"You look absolutely gorgeous by the way." She said, checking her out, "The green definitely looks good on you."

"I learn from the best." Bonnie took another sip of her champagne. "So, is Stefan still mad at me?"

"Not mad. Just hurt. You know how he felt about you and Damon being some epic love story. He thinks that just because you two aren't together anymore, it messes up the relationship you have with him."

Well, that was nonsense. Nothing could mess up her and Stefan's friendship. She didn't really get the chance to tell Elena how crazy all of that was, before Stefan walked up beside them.

"I guess that's my cue." Elena smiled, and grabbed another glass of champagne. "Plus, I think that's like Bex's and Care's third drink and they just got here."

Even though it was very clear to see that Elena was already tipsy, and none of them were strangers to how the night would end with her drunk.

Her eyes left Elena's and focused on Stefan's. "I'm not ignoring you, I promise."

"It sure as hell feels like you are."

"Classes have been kicking my ass, and this is my last year…."

"I use that excuse every time I want to get out of something, Bons. Just because you're not with Damon doesn't mean you have to avoid me too."

It was easier to detect when Stefan was hurt more so than was Damon. And she honestly didn't want him to feel that way. They had been good friends since their junior year of high school, and he was pretty much the first Salvatore in her life.

"Is this the part where I apologize and we hug and make up?"

His smile made her smile. It was something about the Salvatore smile that was almost hypnotizing.

"And you let me beat you at a video game of my choice." He pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead.

"Like that would ever happen. I win at everything."

As they pulled apart, they both grabbed another glass of champagne, and began walking around.

"Your mom did a great job as usual." Bonnie couldn't help but admire Lily's work. This woman could make the 50th time walking into the mansion feel like the first with the way she decorated.

"She can't wait to see you." He intertwined their arms. "He can't wait either."

Of course he would say that. Out of her and Damon's break up, it was probably Stefan that took it the hardest.

"Stefan….you know I'm only here to show support."

"I know, but he misses you."

And just like clockwork, Damon decided to make his presence known at that exact moment. Except, neither one of them expected him to walk down the stairs with an out of this world, beautiful woman on his arms.

Bonnie barely heard his father, Giuseppe, congratulate him and wish him happy birthday.

"Bonnie, I didn't know…"

She provided her best smile and shrugged it off, "Stefan, it's okay, really." She didn't expect him to stay single for too long. "I'm going to go find my family and make sure Lucy hasn't had too much to drink." Because when her cousin had too much to drink, she would get overly emotional about things that were so irrelevant, and start crying in Elijah Mikaelson's arms. She would feel embarrassed afterwards, even though her boyfriend really didn't mind it.

"Bons…"

"I'll save you dance." And then she walked away before he could say another word. Stefan had this way of making her want to open up and if that happened, then the tears would come. So, she definitely needed to distract herself.

Later that night she found herself leaning against the balcony outside, trying to sober up. She planned to leave an hour ago, but the champagne was making her a little loopy. She was happy that all of her friends and family were having a great time, but the drinking was doing nothing but making good memories resurface, and every time she saw Damon and his new girlfriend she wanted to punch something.

Bonnie wasn't aware of how much time had passed, but when she finally felt sobriety rear its much needed head, she turned around to leave.

Well, that was the plan, but instead she almost jumped out of her skin seeing Damon stand just a few feet away from her. He was staring her down like he was figuring out what would be the better way to undress her without ripping apart her gown.

"Sorry, I was j-just leaving."

Her feet took a little longer to move than she wanted it too, and because of that, his hands were able to gently intertwine with hers, stopping her from taking another step. She turned to face him, but quickly yanked her hand away.

"What? So, we can't hold hands now."

Her eyes found his, and she couldn't help but stare. She missed his eyes. The way he was looking at her and the fact that he was wearing her favorite cologne was making the cool air feel like heat was engulfing her.

"I wouldn't want your girlfriend to get the wrong idea." That was really the only comeback she could give, because right now she was imagining his mouth on her….

"She's not my girlfriend."

"Well, your fuck buddy, whatever." She said, crossing her arms. She really needed to calm down and get it together.

"Someone's jealous." His smirk was something built for gods.

"Ha. In your dreams." She stepped back a little, but of course he followed her steps.

"Which you've been in every night." How he backed her into a wall without her realizing was beyond her. "Bonnie, I miss you."

"You're drunk."

"I promise you, I'm not." She watched as his eyes looked her up and down. "And you look beautiful tonight."

His voice was sincere, and the huskiness behind it did nothing but insinuate sex.

She really needed to go. "I shouldn't have come here." She stepped away from him and took a deep breath. "Happy Birthday, Damon. And congrats on making VP, you deserve it."

His next words stopped her.

"I wanted you to marry me."

Her heart did this flip flop, and she had to take a moment to make sure it didn't come out of her chest.

"I wanted to propose to you. I wanted you to be my wife. I wanted to grow old."

Bonnie braced herself before she turned around to look at him, and when she did he was standing right in front of her. And this time didn't step back or move away… she physically couldn't.

"Y-you said that we were going too fast. You said you still wanted to experience the world; that….that you were feeling tied down."

"Because you said you felt like you were losing who you are by being with me." His voice rose, but his eyes never left hers. "Do you know how it feels to hear that when I thought we were good?"

She could feel the tears forming in her eyes, and she knew that controlling them was out of the question.

"You were the one who stopped loving me," He added. "Not the other way around."

"I never stopped loving you, Damon." She had to clear her throat, before she turned into a blabbering mess. "I… I just… I didn't want to get so caught up and things mess up…"

"I am not that idiot, Bonnie!" He yelled. "I am not the guy who strung you along for four years and cheated on you. I would never do that. I don't know how many times I have to explain that to you."

She knew that. Damon was nothing like her ex-boyfriend. But, even with that being said, it still didn't change the fact that sometimes she got insecure. Sometimes she felt like she would mess it up. And even if she didn't, it didn't change the fact that they were both on two different paths in their lives.

"I understand that. I know you're nothing like him, and I love you for it. But, but what happens when I go off to graduate school and you're here running your father's company, what then?"

"We make it work. Just be honest, Bonnie. Instead of giving me bullshit excuses, just be honest. Just…"

He couldn't finish his sentence, due to his dad interrupting them.

"Damon, there are few executives from the international company that want to meet with you."

"In a second." He said, his eyes never leaving Bonnie's.

Of course, Giuseppe didn't leave as he sipped on his scotch. He was not the one to be told to do anything.

Bonnie was the one who made the awkward situation a little less awkward. "You go," She wiped a few fresh fallen tears. "I'll wait."

"No. Because I know you, Bonnie, as soon as I leave, you're going to run… you always do. And we need to talk about this. You need to know that I love you..."

"Damon, please…" She practically begged. "Just… not now." Because the tears were coming and she definitely didn't want Giuseppe to see her cry. But, she also knew that Damon would leave his own party until he got his way. "Just…after the party, we'll talk. Okay? I promise."

His lips were on hers before she could say anything else. Bonnie didn't realize how much she missed his kisses until now.

"After the party then." His forehead now resting on hers. "And we put it all out on the table. And if you really don't want this… if you don't want us… then I'll let you go."

She could barely form a nod, while he joined his father back in the party. This was not how she expected tonight to go. There was still this part of her that wanted to make an exit for Whitmore, but she promised Damon she wasn't going to run, and she always kept her promises.

Damon Salvatore was the love of her life. And as much as she tried to deny it, these four months without him hurt like hell. Keeping him in the dark about what she was feeling wasn't what they had been about. They were always open with one another, and if they couldn't talk to anyone else about how they were feeling, at least they could talk to each other.

After telling Klaus her plans, she went to the car and grabbed her Kindle out of the trunk. She took that device with her everywhere, and obviously it came in use for times like this. And since she didn't need to catch up on any school work, she was definitely going to be reading for pleasure tonight. She'd probably make herself comfortable and wait for him in his room until everyone cleared out.

As she closed the trunk, she took a moment to admire the Salvatore mansion. It was so damn big and beautiful that sometimes all you could do was stare. She wasn't so mad anymore that they had to park across the street because of all the cars taking up half the block.

Just taking in the view pushed all that annoyance aside.

Crossing the street, her Kindle slid from her hands, and as she picked it up, the high beams from someone's headlights blinded her. The impact was painful yet numbing as she hit the ground. She felt herself wanting to get up….wanting to move, but all she could do was lay still. Her vision was blurry and she heard muffled voices before everything went silent… before everything went dark.

Bonnie's eyes shot open as she took an intake of breath. She sat up slowly and looked around. There were candles around her, providing light for whatever rustic building she was in.

"Bonnie." The voice calling her name seemed so familiar, but she couldn't quite place it due to the fact that she freaked the fuck out.

Noticing that her outfit was a short red and orange dress that looked like something out of the 60's, she figured she had to be dreaming. Because the last thing she remembered she was at the Salvatore mansion in a green dress.

"Bonnie, you're alright."

Well, for one thing, she was right about whom the voice belonged too. It was Jeremy Gilbert, Elena's little brother. When he bent down and pulled her into his arms, she could barely bring herself to hug him back.

"Jer? What are you doing here? Where are we? W-what's going on?" The last time she saw Jeremy he was telling everyone that he eloped with his boyfriend Tyler Lockwood.

"You don't remember?" She shook her head. "You faked your death so Klaus could think you're dead, and that way we can buy time trying to find a way to kill him?"

Wait, what? Kill Klaus? "Jeremy, what are you talking about, you're not making sense?"

"Maybe the spell is making you forget a little. We were just at the high school dance; you and Damon came up with a plan, even though it would have been nice for someone to tell me beforehand, so I wouldn't have to think my girlfriend was permanently dead."

Girlfriend? Dead? But the only word that came out of her mouth was, "Damon? Where is he?"

"Back at the boarding house." She didn't pay attention to the weird look on his face. "Are you saying you don't remember any of this?"

This really didn't feel like a dream anymore, because her dreams were never this vivid.

"I..I need to get home." She stammered, as she stood up. "I need Damon… I need Rebekah, Caroline…w-where are they?"

The flames on the candles grew higher, causing her to jump.

Okay, what the hell was really going on?

A/n: Thank you all for reading. I know there may be some confusion, but I decided to take a different spin on things. Bonnie was in a car accident and now she's experience a dream of what life would be like if she and her friends were supernatural creatures (which will follow the storyline of the show). It will come to the point where Bonnie will have a hard time separating her dreams from reality. And will she ever wake up? Hopefully that's not too confusing. Also at the end was from 2x18 when she was in the witch's house after she faked her death.

I do hope you all enjoyed, and if you all want to see more, just let me know. I'm not sure how long this will be, but depending on the response, I'll see where I can take it.

Thanks again for reading , please review =)