Bonnie

Bonnie sat in her bed and turned the TV on. She had a huge bowl of popcorn and the full seasons of the Charmed serie. She wanted to see some powerful witch kick ass everything she was not. For the last couple of months it had become her only source of comfort. None of her friends were there for her. Sometimes caroline would come only to leave seconds after because Elena needed her help. That was one of Bonnie's problem: the constant need for saving Elena.

She didn't hate Elena. She could never be able to even if she wanted to. They had been best friends since kindergarten. It's just that lately, Elena was constantly in danger and Bonnie was often the one who ended up suffering. She lost her family because of those dramas. The worst was that Elena didn't even realized that what she did hurt Bonnie. Sure, it wasn't her fault that her Gran' decided to help her help Damon, that the Salvatore brothers killed her mom or that her mom run away again but she was not comprehensible. She didn't comfort Bonnie and when she did it was to ask for her help after. Bonnie was always sad and nobody cared why.

Something else that bothered her was the fact that nobody would ever thank her. They did not ask for her help anymore, they required it. It felt like to them, she was their slave and they could use her whenever they felt like it and threw her way when they didn't her. Feelings? Who cared if she had any?

Above all, she hated the Salvatore brothers. She used to think Stefan was the "nice" one and Damon was the "bad" one but as she learned to know them better, she couldn't decided which one was the worst. they were both manipulative. Stefan always tried to put the blame on someone for all his actions. "Klaus took everything away from me." What does he do to make things better? NOTHING. Damon, on the other hand, was careless. He killed whenever he felt sad and weirdly that justified his actions for everyone. Bonnie felt like she was the only one with common knowledge left in Mystic Falls.

Often, she wished she had no powers. Maybe her friends would care more about her like they do for Jeremy and Matt. Truth be told, if someone had told her that being a witch would led to that, she would have gladly gave her powers. She hated being used like a object. Who really cared about Bonnie? Nobody. At least that's how she felt like.

Bonnie put on another episode of the TV show: it was the only thing that she had.

She was all alone.

Rebekah

Rebekah hated everything and everyone. She hated her stupid brother (for not caring about her feelings), the stupid Salvatore brothers (both for using her), the stupid doppelganger (because she pretended to be her friend only to stab her- literally- in the back), etc. In short, she hated everyone. Most of all, she hated herself. She hated how naive she was, she hated how she hold grudges over everything and she hated that everyone only saw her as a psychotic bitch.

Here she was, sitting at that stupid human bar, holding back tears and trying to get drunk in order to forget. She wanted to forget that feeling that was eating her up "alive". She was not wanted- by anyone. The pain was killing her. It was like she was being stabbed over and over but she couldn't die.

She was desperate, so desperate. She had even tried to find the dagger in order to put herself to sleep to eternity- not that Nik would wake her up. He had made it clear he didn't care about her. She was tired of this life. She was tired of being the enemy. Contrary to popular beliefs, she did not like to be hated but whenever someone learned she was Klaus' sister, she was categorized as evil. Really, what could she do other than live up to the expectations?

Rebekah looked around the bar. Matt wasn't working today. Thank God! Otherwise, she would have made a bloody massacre: he had killed her brother, him and who-she-shall-not-name-or-the-bitch. Rebekah realized that everyone was with someone. They were laughing and being happy. If she wasn't already drunk, Rebekah would have ripped their hearts, one after one, slowly but she didn't (she was drunk). Instead, she got up, went to an dark alley and burst into tears.

The pain in her chest intensified. It's like she was being ripped apart but the pain never stopped because she couldn't FREAKING die. She hated that. She hated everything about herself. She cried in the alley all night long. Nobody checked on her. Who would have done it anyway?

She was all alone.

Let's be alone together.


Ok, so the first chapter kinda sucks. There might be some mistakes because I'm not so good in English. The next ones will be better (hopefully) XD Anyway, this one was more here to show the state of mind of the two girls. I'm following the show until the last episode aired (the one where Bonnie break down into tears and Klaus is a bitch to Rebekah). To me, Bonnie leaves with her dad but I'm not sure because the show is not clear on that... Reviews will be helpful. Have a nice day/week/life! :D