Jeremy so wanted Bonnie to understand him. He needed someone to know. To help. Something. He felt himself shaking inside, but he didn't think he was ill.
"I know what you are." Still she'd still let him. He was thankful for that. "I'm only helping you because..because, you're Elena's little brother."
Jeremy sat on her gram's couch and hugged himself. What did she really know? Could she sense it? Could she smell Tyler on him? He was playing hookie from school. Possibly hookie from life. He didn't really know. His body felt so out of it. He wished he knew what to do. Where to go.
"Will you help me?" He looked up at her.
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "All my friends are going vamp." She gave him a frustrated look. "What am I suppose to do? Huh?"
"Right." Jeremy just nodded, still thinking of Tyler and what he said and how he'd pushed him away. It hadn't felt like that before. He felt he'd been saved from something. Maybe the water. Was that all it was?
"Hey, are you all right?" Bonnie surprised him when she sat down next to him. Her skin shocked him, being so close. He couldn't help but stare. He looked into her eyes.
"I think I've been with someone." He told her.
"You turned someone?" She looked as if she was ready to throw him out in the sunshine with a ring to protect him.
"No." He said so quietly as he gazed at her. "It was Tyler." He sighed. "He didn't hurt me. I didn't hurt him. We..we.." Jesus, what was he suppose to say? They slept together? It was more than sleep? It was genuine and true. So fierce, he thought of Tyler inside him now. "We fucked."
Bonnie winced then as if such a thing was unheard of.