Reminder : LJ & Julie Plec and a whole bunch of people own TVD.
Bonnie Bennet, such a commonplace name for a human endowed with so much supernatural ability. Yet that's how she felt; an average Jane, human, weak vulnerable…not what she was purported to be.
Any passerby would think that she was glued to the textbook in front of her Yet even as her eyes scanned the words in front of her, her mind was miles away lost in a myriad of thoughts and painful memories. She chewed her lower lip trying to stem the gathering pool of tears in her eyes.
The latest casualty, her father….the one person in her life that remained human, oblivious to the supernatural catastrophe surrounding her. She could never figure it out, was he truly ignorant or did he just turn a blind eye? Still he was the rock she depended on, he was the only semblance of normalcy in her life. In the last few years what truly frightened her was the threat to her father. It kept her awake at night imagining the things that Klaus and his family or the Salvatores for that matter might do to him. Never, never in a million years would she have expected her father to be taken away because of a heart attack. The absurdity of it, a heart attack!
She swallowed the sob threatening to escape her; what was the use of all that power if she couldn't even save her own family from death. It was a mockery, her so-called witch power that invited death and calamity into her life. Sticks and stones she thought to herself, let them say whatever they wanted to. A small funeral service arranged, attended only by her, Matt and her father's closest friends. Matt was the only one who understood her desperate and urgent need for something and someone normal, a final respect to her father who abhorred everything supernatural. She had point blank told The Gilberts, Salvatores, Tyler and even her BFF Caroline that their presence was unwelcome and unnecessary. Harsh words but the message was received. It gave her immense satisfaction to delete the numerous text messages and calls; hell she had even changed her cell-phone number to avoid them. Of course it didn't stop them from sending ridiculously expensive wreaths for the funeral or even that exorbitant cheque delivered via Matt which she returned.
Watching as they lowered her 'father' into that bleak grave, she was grateful for Matt's quiet presence. Throughout the service, her thoughts had strayed to one thing only; her father the only constant presence in her life despite his nature of work requiring him to be everywhere and anywhere in the country. In his unassuming way he supported and cared for her. Maybe it was an emotional decision, a spur of the moment action but she was determined. She would have that normal life, HUMAN husband or partner, white picket fence plus 2 kids whatever, a dog or cat; it sounded like HEAVEN and far away from this cesspool of demons.
Despite her resentment with the 'Group', she understood Elena's dilemma. Elena never wanted to be a doppelganger, never wanted to fall in love with a Vampire or be a one. They were all forced to grow up way before their time yet was it fair to blame the Salvatores entirely? Both Abby and grams had echoed a similar phrase; we all have a part to play and play it we will, like it or not. Fate dictated their roles but at what price….They all expected her to be this super-witch but just like Elena she had lost all that was dear to her. She had been near her breaking point when Abby was killed by her own allies – the Salvatores, then came Caroline's 360 degree turnabout. Elena, Caroline, Tyler; all of them had changed for the worst. Now this, well enough was enough and she was going to take a page of out of Abby's book.
She had operated on autopilot; methodically tying up loose ends. Her bags packed, knick-knacks and memorable keepsakes loaded into the boot of her car. Sadly with all her stuff in the car, there was only place for the driver. Grimoire and collections safely stored in the bank vault. Saying goodbye would only make things worse. Where she was going, she had no use for it.
Author's note : This is something that hit me out of the blue. Again like my other stories; I don't follow the series. Read, don't read, entirely up to you. This is my way of paying homage to an important overlooked character. My apologies if anyone is offended, this is just pure fun.