She stood, confused, in the door way of a home she was more than familiar with. She grew up in this house, had plenty of memories and it belonged to the most important person in her life. The woman who raised her and taught her everything she knew...well almost everything(a memory she doesn't want to recall). This particular residence belonged to none other than Sheila Bennett. Grams.
What was the young witch doing here? She knew it was a dream, but she had never dreamt of her old home or of grams herself. She possibly thought it could be a vision, but what reason would there be for her to have one about this place? Deciding not to linger too long, she ventured through the door, and it hit her. That smell; cherry blossom. She inhaled the aroma again for reassurance because Bonnie only knew of one person who smelled of such a sweet fragrance. It couldn't be. It just couldn't. Or maybe it could.
Bonnie followed the scent with no hesitation when she her senses led to the kitchen. And there, sitting calmly at table, grin on her beautifully aged, glowing skin was grams. Bonnie had no words; she couldn't believe it. This was the first time she had ever seen grams in her dreams, and she was just as stunning as the young Bennett remembered her. The tears immediately rushing down her face as she ran and was engulfed in the older witches arms.
"Gr-Grams? H-how? I- Why?" She was in too much shock to comprehend what was happening as she tightened the grip on her grandmother.
Sheila chuckled, "Hi baby. You look happy to see me; and surprised I might add!"
Bonnie simply nodded against her chest and sobbed some more.
"Shhh, it's alright. No more tears, honey. I know you've missed me; I've missed you too. You know I'd love nothing more than to stay here and hold her, but I've come to for a reason."
Bonnie reluctantly pulled away, but grabbed a hold of her hands as they sat down at the table. She still couldn't believe the sight before her, but she made herself speak. "O-okay. Why am I here? Or why are you here, in my dream?"
"I've come to give a message. To push in the right direction."
"What do you mean 'the right direction?' Is something wrong? Elena? The originals? Will I need the witches again?" Bonnie was too confused and shocked to keep the questions from spilling.
"No no no baby. None of that. Nothing terrible. I don't have enough time to tip-toe around the subject, so I'll just come with it."
Bonnie nodded to continue.
Sheila's expression became more than the young witch had ever seen. "Bonnie, you've been too consumed with protecting everyone around you. Sacrificing yourself so much that you haven't found the time to find your own happiness."
"But I'm the only one to do it, Grams. And it does make me happy to protect the ones I love. I know I push myself sometimes, but if I'm the only that's able to do it, then I will." She felt slight as she said this, knowing her grams was seeing everything happening.
"You're so strong. I am so proud of you, sweetheart." Sheila had a slight smile. "I know I cannot stop the determination in you heart;they are so lucky to have you, Bonnie. He will be lucky as well."
That certainly caught Bonnie's attention. He? Who is he? "Grams, who are you talking about? Who will be lucky?"
Sheila's warm hand caressed the girl's cheek. "Bonnie I said I wouldn't tip-toe so I won't. You have someone waiting for you. He has waited for you for quite some time. This man needs you. Needs your protection, your acceptance. Your love."
Bonnie was somehow even more confused than she was before. "What do you mean? Do I know this person? How do you know this, and why are you telling me?"
"What I mean is that it's time for you to let yourself be loved for you. You can't keep letting your friends keep you from your happiness, Bonnie. The man I speak of can bring that happiness and you can bring his. He's a broken soul; never loved, given up on, rejected. But you can be the end of it. You will be the end of it." The older Bennett seemed so determined to the younger.
"B-but Grams how can I when I don't know who it is? Please tell me." She was becoming frustrated.
"I cannot reveal that information. I am only here to push you in the right direction to finding him. But do not be mistaken; you do know this man."
Bonnie let out a huge sigh. "Soooo, you're telling me there's a man I know who is waiting to love me and I have to find him so I can love him back? Grams, this just seems far-fetched. I mean, I know a lot of guys. It could be anyone!"
Sheila chuckled at her grand-daughters baffled appearance. "You're correct, but trust when I say he is closer than you think. And when I say that I mean distance-wise. I will warn you; right now, the both of you have never been fond of each other. In fact, you'd probably go as far to say you hate him."
"Hm." Bonnie just had no idea how to respond to what her grandmother kept telling her.
"Hm? That's all you have to say?" Sheila laughed at her confusion. "Here, have this. It should aide you in you search." She put a small, brown, tattered piece of parchment in her hand.
Bonnie scanned over the crinkled image. What she saw was a tree. To her, it looked like any normal tree, written in what looked like pencil. But deep down, she knew it meant something important. "What do I need with this?"
"I told you to trust me. It will help you find who you're looking for. I'm sorry, Bonnie but it's time for me to go. Time to wake up."
"No, don't leave me." She could feel the tears, again making small streams down her grief-stricken face. "Don't. Please don't! I love you."
Sheila smiled at her grand-daughter and pulled her into another tight hug. "I love you, child. Don't ever forget it. I will always be with you. Forever."
The all Bonnie could see was a white haze; she felt herself being pulled into reality. She tried her hardest to tighten the grip on Grams, as if she thought it would keep her in the dream. But before she knew it her eyes were open and tear-stricken. She felt sorrow and pain remembering Grams and missing her even more than before. But she knew she'd have to accept once again that her amazing grandmother was gone. Somehow she found that it was easier than before. Before she had never been able to let Grams go without a pleasant, loving goodbye. That's the biggest thing she had regretted. This time, though, she actually felt the acceptance was easier, quicker. It was closure. If Bonnie couldn't have Grams in reality, then having her in dreams was the next best thing.
Bonnie hopped out of bed, headed to the bathroom to clean herself up and start her day. It was Saturday so she that gave her all day to start creating leads on who Grams was speaking of. Who could this man be? Apparently he was closer than she suspected, so maybe it wouldn't take that much time. Maybe he already knows. Maybe not. She also supposedly hates him. Hm. Bonnie doesn't really have true hate for anybody; just strong dislike. She's not one to have that much anger towards someone. Not even Klaus! Ha. Now wouldn't that be something, if he turned out to be the guy. The ridiculous thought made Bonnie chuckle as she brushed her teeth. "Yeah, like I could love(even like) a vicious monster like him!" she said out loud, toothpaste dripping from her mouth, rinsing and continuing her routine.
Klaus, the hybrid psychopath who killed Jenna, tried to kill Elena, could have killed Bonnie herself, and constantly brings havoc to Mystic Falls. Hell no, it wasn't him. Yeah he was handsome. Sure he had some nice ocean blue eyes or whatever and an accent that could make a gal weak at the knees. But lots of guys are handsome like that. Lots. That doesn't excuse the things he's done and the innocent people he's killed or hurt. No no no, it definitely wasn't Klaus. Definitely wasn't.
Bonnie nodded at herself in the mirror in determination. "Okay Bonnie, let's find this lover of yours. Let's do it for Grams and I guess you too." She smiled her biggest and brightest smile to herself and headed out to make her way to the library.
"First things first. Let's find out what the hell that tree was."
Hope you liked it! I actually posted this a couple days early. I just couldn't wait, ha. Next chapter will be up soon! (=
