I do not own the Vampire Diaries, much to my chagrin.
Damon and Elena, that's all anyone ever talks about.
It was as if the lives of everyone in their collective circles centered around Elena, and what she would do to get Damon back. She was sick of it.
Actually, she had loved Elena when she was possessed by Kathrine. At least she could actually make up her mind then.
She had hoped, she had wanted to believe so deeply that he loved her.
Slamming her suitcase she stood up and glanced around her bedroom.
Now that she was back in the present day, (the magic from Qetseyah's blood had given her strength beyond measure, more than enough to get back home) she realized she was actually better off left alone in 1994. At least there there was no one to ignore her.
Her cell phone buzzed and she grabbed it, glancing at the id before electing to answer.
It was Kai telling her he'd be there in a few minutes.
They had planned to leave town together. Since he was now half Luke, he had lost his desire to obliterate the Gemini Coven, even though he never wanted to see his father again. They were an unlikely pair, but he and Bonnie were cut from the same cloth, so to speak.
What had she ever done to deserve it hmm? Bat her eyelashes, shed a few tears, if that was all it took…
For her entire life, Bonnie had been the bronze medalist in a three person race. Always the shadow, never the sun. And Elena Gilbert certainly was the sun.
Since they arrived in Mystic Falls, she had had both of the Salvatore brothers wrapped around her little finger. She'd sit and stare at them, smiling her stupid smile and laughing her stupid giggle.
She was bitter against her friends, both of them. They had the Salvatore brothers and she was left out in the cold.
But what could she expect from them. They were all vampires. Immortal for all intents and purposes, except for a well-placed stake. Where did that leave her?
Eventually, she would be just like the woman from New Orleans that Stephan killed. She had been friends with Klaus for over forty years but Klaus hadn't aged a day.
Wouldn't it be weird for them, Bonnie in her sixties, having lunch with some teenagers.
No.
Eventually they would move away with their respective loves and leave her behind, only calling on her to help them with some herb or remedy or something. She was only useful to them when they needed her.
Bonnie had thought Stephan would be different, he had reached out to her a few times, and she felt like she could trust him. But still. One day, even if she did cast a spell on her to age slowly, she would still age, she would still die.
So she kept to her own kind.
She had absorbed her magic from Miss Cuddles as well when she returned, and now she and Kai were a formidable team. They could easily go back and forth between this world and the prison of 1994 if they wanted to, and perhaps they would take a vacation there. Maybe even a honeymoon, who knows?
Things were different now, as she looked around the house that her grandmother had kept she knew that. He would never love her the way she wanted him to.
They had spent so much time together in 1994, she had changed in her opinion of him, and he in his of her as was well warranted, but still he chose Elena. Even though he fought hard to get her back to them, he didn't even look at her, it was like that night they spent together didn't even matter.
Elena had erased his memories and still he pursued her. He had brought her back and never even looked her way, but Kai did.
He was filled with remorse over what he'd done to her, and had seen what coming back had done to her. There were only three people who had ever experienced the prison of 1994, and those two had spent much longer there than Damon.
They were like soldiers returning from war, each with a different state of PTSD and a different form of cooping. They had different battle scars but they now had each other. He wasn't too bad on the eyes either.
She had an inkling that Jeremy really hadn't gone to art school and when she and Kai used a locator to trace him, her suspicions were confirmed. He couldn't help that he was a Hunter, now he could kill without remorse.
Downstairs she grabbed a cold water bottle from the fridge and chugged it. Wiping her mouth she could hear the quick honk honk of the car he had "bought".
Kai wasn't a vampire but he could still manipulate with the best of them. He had conned a man into selling him this luxury SUV by giving him a big suitcase full of bricks that he had written dollar signs on before magically turning them into the appropriate amount of money.
He would have just killed him, but Bonnie had insisted on keeping things clean.
She stepped to the door to wave him in. He got the signal and cut the engine.
Jogging up to the house he smiled at her, chewing gum as always. He was still sarcastic but he had a heart now. And he was human…enough.
He helped her load the bags in while she took the envelope from the table and checked it again. It had taken some serious effort to get him a passport, and since his father's house was out of the question, forgery was their next best option. After that they had drawn up travel plans, enrolled in school, worked their contacts, and got jobs. They planned to keep their ears to the ground, and practice together here and in 1994 where they could push each other to get stronger.
This envelope contained all the documents they would need even though she had a sneaking suspicion that their first stop was going to be at the Justice of Peace. Kai and she had bought a house close to the campus of the college they had enrolled in and he was surprisingly old-fashioned. Plus, she was the only person who had accepted his personality change and she had an awesome body.
They had written letters to their friends which she now removed from her purse and sat on the table. There was one to each of her friends, and one to both of his sisters. Some of them were long and sentimental (Kai's) and others held small mementos to be remembered by.
"You comin' babe?"
Kai had taken to calling her by that name since they started drawing up this plan 3 months ago. It was funny to him, and she would always roll her eyes.
She looked extra-long at the letter she had written to Damon, it was a short one.
Damon,
I wish we could've been more
-B
Short and truthful. Sighing, she looked around once more. Most of her grandmother's house had been packed and taken to the new one she would share with her soon-to-be husband, Kai.
His impatient honks were finally drawing her out of the house, where she had taken so much refuge. But now, it was time to say goodbye. Her future awaited her, now it was time to fly.
