Bonnie opened her eyes. Her gaze fell on Stefan and Elena who were sleeping next to her. Lately they had been spending some much time together. She couldn't remember the last time she slept at home. Bonnie wriggled out from under Stefan's arm and grabbed one of his shirts off a nearby chair. She put it on and tip toed to the door. She exited quietly and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

She opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here." Bonnie slammed the refrigerator door and Damon stood behind it. He was standing there in only his boxers. She swallowed hard and turned away from him. She took two steps and bumped right into him. "Damon get out of my way." She growled. "Does it bother you that you're second best?" he asked cocking his head. "What?" she said stepping away from him. "I said does being second best bother you?" he said slower stepping forward.

"Look Damon I don't know what you're talking about. I'm going to bed." She said turning towards the door. "Just answer me." Damon pushed blocking the door in front of her. "No it doesn't bother me because I'm not second best." She said angrily. Damon scoffed at her a smirk growing on his face. "Elena will always be the love of his life and your just the little whore he can fuck whenever he wants." He said sharply his words slicing through her. Bonnie felt tears burning her eyes and she raised her hand to slap him but Damon caught it and pushed her against a nearby wall.

"Bonnie you deserve more than that. I can give you what you deserve and much more." He said lowering his lips to her ear. She struggled against him but it was useless. Damon pressed his body flush against hers and Bonnie tilted her head up catching his lips with hers. He swiftly picked her up and placed her on a nearby counter. "Damon…I can't." she whispered against his neck. "Worried about what Saint Stefan will think?" he quipped his hands gliding over her thighs pushing them apart. "No." she lied. He laughed as he flipped open the buttons on her shirt.

"What is it then Bonnie?" he questioned as she ran her hands over his chest and nibbled on his earlobe. "I'm worried about sleeping with a sadistic vampire who's just using me to make his brother jealous." She replied. "Oh Bonnie. I'm not using you." He retorted as he slid his hands over her breast caressing them. "Sure." She said sarcastically wrapping her legs around his waist. They kissed passionately as she wrapped herself around him completely.

Damon pulled back from Bonnie and turned around. "Hi Stefan." He trilled. Stefan walked in his arms crossed over his chest and stared at them angrily. Damon handed Bonnie her shirt and she pulled it on quickly. "What the hell is this?" Stefan asked staring holes into Bonnie. "I don't know." She mumbled hopping off the counter. He sped to her and grabbed her arm tightly. She pushed him but it was no use. Damon stood there smirking at her. "Let go Stefan. What's wrong with you?" she whimpered her arm beginning to hurt. "Stay away from him Bonnie. Your mine." He growled his eyes turning black.

"I'm not anyone's. What the hell is wrong with the two of you?" she said wrenching her arm away from his grasp. Stefan turned his angry gaze on Damon and he smiled at him. Stefan moved toward him but Bonnie pushed in between them. "Stop!" she yelled pushing them apart. "Yes Stefan stop. Before you end up hurting yourself." He mocked. Stefan vamped out and snarled wildly at Damon. Bonnie placed her hands on Stefan's face and forced him to look at her.

"Stop it. Damon means nothing to me." She reassured and laid a kiss on his head. "Take me upstairs and show me how much I mean to you Bonnie." Stefan ordered. She nodded in agreement and grabbed his hand pulling him towards the stairs. "Bonnie when you get tired of him I'm right down the hall." He called behind them. Stefan flipped him off as he followed Bonnie out of the kitchen.

Bonnie and Stefan entered his bedroom and he closed the door silently. For a moment he stood there staring at her angrily. "What were you thinking Bonnie?" She lowered her gaze trying to think of something to say that would fix this. "I wasn't thinking. Stefan you can't act like this. You can't be possessive of Elena and me too. It won't work out well." She explained stepping away from him. He sped to her his face an inch from hers. "Our bond is a little more serious than a normal one. I can't just let you run around with other guys."

"Let me? You act like you can tell me what to do. If I want to fuck Damon or anyone else I'll do it." She argued. "Fine. When I rip Damon's throat out you can be the one to blame for it." He said smirking a little. In the other room he could hear Damon laughing at his comment. "I will not be your second best." She said. Stefan eyes flashed with anger. "Fine then Bonnie. You want to end this now? Go be Damon's whore then." He said waving her off. Tears freely flowed from her eyes and Stefan showed no remorse for his words. She grabbed her things off the floor and slammed the door loudly.

She dropped her things and leaned against the wall trying to calm down. She felt a cold hand on her shoulder and relief coursed through her. "Stefan…" she whimpered as she turned around. Damon stood their concern etched across his face. "I'm sorry." He said sincerely. "No your not." She said grabbing her things and running down the stairs and out the door.

Damon watched as she sat in her car crying for the next 45 minutes. He felt bad for the little witch but there were always casualties in war. Finally she pulled away and he returned to his room. Ruining Stefan and Bonnie's bond was easy. But this was just the beginning. When Damon was done all of their relationships would have gone down in flames.