"And say that I love him." Bonnie finished reciting what she wanted Jeremy to e-mail her dad.
"You can't keep lying to everyone, Bonnie." Jermey spun around to face her in his chair.
"Jer." Bonnie sighed. Jeremy had been helping her keep of the pretense that she wasn't dead all summer but he was becoming guilty. Bonnie's friends and family had a right to know she was dead…that she died for him.
"You can't keep this up forever. Caroline and Elena will become suspicious. And your dad will wonder where you are. Hell, what happens if your mom calls asking for you. You're supposed to be with her, Bonnie."
"And what happens to my dad? He doesn't know anything about Mystic Falls! About me being a witch! He'll want to know why no one figured out I'm dead and who's been e-mailing him all summer! And Rudy won't be able to explain it to him!" Bonnie sighed. Her father lived across the country with her half-brother. Her mother had only been with her biological father for months before she left him for Rudy Wilson, before she was even born. Bonnie had spent time with her father, but not nearly as much time as she did with Rudy, to the point where she asked to stay with him when her mother left them.
"Bonnie, I'm sorry, but it's got to come out eventually."
"My dad's a sheriff, Jer. When he finds out his daughter died, what do you think he's going to do? He couldn't handle it when my stepmother died and he won't be any different with me. And what about my brother? He's only in high school."
"You were only in high school, too."
"It was different."
"Why? Because you were a witch?"
"Because I didn't have a choice." Bonnie closed her eyes. "Please, Jer. Give me time."
"You can't wait forever." Jeremy wanted nothing more to reach out and hug Bonnie, but he couldn't because she was dead because she brought him back to life.
Jeremy groaned when he checked Bonnie's phone. There a missed calls from the Mystic Falls gang, but there were multiple calls from her family in Beacon Hills.
"Bonnie, your brother has called you a ton of times."
"Alright, text them that I've been super busy and-"
"Bonnie something has to change."
"I can't, Jer."
Stiles sighed as he put his phone away. He and his older sister had always been close despite the geographical distance between them. When he found out the Darach had taken their dad, he knew he had to call her, to at least warn her that something had happened to their dad. He needed to hear her voice of comfort, telling him everything would be alright, even if she didn't know the mess of what was happening in Mystic Falls. He had to admit, over the past few years, he and Bonnie had drifted apart: first, she became more quiet, didn't visit as often, called less, and she sounded different…darker. He'd chalked that up to witnessing her Gran suffer a heart attack and die. And then the whole mess with Scott and Derek and the werewolves started, and he found that he had less and less to say to Bonnie in order to keep her out of dangerous Beacon Hills business.
"Did she answer, Stiles." Scott watched Stiles put his phone away, already knowing the answer. He'd known Bonnie when they were growing up, as she visited Stiles and the Sheriff in the summers and she was only a year older than they were.
"No. Let's go."
I just got this idea that no one knew that Bonnie was dead and there wasn't any fallout once they learned because they worked on getting her back. I think it could be interesting for her to have family outside of Mystic Falls.