Fallen from Grace
Summary: After Elena left three years ago, Bonnie was stuck fixing all the damage done to Mystic Falls. When she thought the worse was over, she is once again thrown into the supernatural world when Klaus comes waltzing back into her life. With a new threat on the rise, Bonnie must ally herself with the two people she hated most: Klaus and Silas.
Alternate Timeline/ Alternate Universe
Rated: M
Warning: Sexual content and language
Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries.
The world was bleeding and rotting underneath her. A corpse she no longer recognized. But she'll keep pretending, only for a little while. To the world she was fine. Any damage done to her, Bonnie was expected to piece herself back together. But not this time. She was getting sick of it. She couldn't keep pretending she was fine. When was the last time she even felt okay? Always them first. She always put others first and they used her weakness against her. She had forgotten to save herself.
Bonnie Bennett, a girl that forgave too much. She loved too much. She was too trusting. She was truly a fool. A mere tool for them to use. It was all her fault that she ended up in a mess with no hope left. It's all her fault. She should have listened to her Grandmother. She had no business in that supernatural mess. She could have avoided it all if she had listened. Bonnie Bennett, too stubborn for her own good. That stubborn attitude and naive nature had cost lives. Now she paid the price.
"Bonnie, what's up?" Caroline asked. Caroline closed the front door and entered her house. The bubbly blonde approached her with a worried expression. "You've been missing my calls." Bonnie blinked. Had she been that lost in thought? She couldn't bring herself to fake a smile or even muster a greeting to her friend. Caroline and Bonnie hadn't talked nearly as frequent as their Freshman year of college. She lived with Caroline throughout all Freshman year in a dorm and the two had planned on moving into an apartment together the upcoming fall but things changed, drastically. Bonnie had chosen to live in her father's empty house after that. It had been a quick choice and since then she had been isolating herself in the house.
"Busy." Bonnie held up her discarded homework. Her charm bracelet making a slight jingling noise as she handed it to Caroline. "I was finishing a project."
"I haven't even started on that!" Caroline huffed. "I've been so busy with the college graduation coming up and the party Tyler is going to throw that I've been neglecting homework." Caroline handed it back and then awkwardly sat on a chair. It felt like it had been a lifetime since Bonnie and Caroline had talked to each other about normal things and not about the supernatural but Bonnie knew better. Caroline wasn't here for a friendly chat. Bonnie had been tip-toeing around Caroline for the past few years and felt like the "intervention" was inevitable at this point.
"I'm still jealous about the bracelet you got." Caroline pointed at the charm bracelet on Bonnie's right wrist.
"I told you I bought it from a flea market." She lied. "It doesn't matter. It's just a bracelet."
"It's still gorgeous. I hope Tyler gets me one just like that as a graduation present."
"I'm sure he will. Speaking of graduation, any plans after that?"
"I'm—still figuring out that part." Caroline smiled. "I was thinking about going to Europe for a year and go from there. You seem to have your life figured out better than me." Bonnie had no fucking clue what she was going to do. She was more lost about life than the average college student. She was slowly unraveling. Bonnie Bennett was fading away and leaving an emotionless, hollow girl in her place.
"I still can't believe that she's gone." Bonnie flinched. The real reason why Caroline was here. Three years ago, Stefan and Elena had left Mystic Falls and Damon followed. The problems that had tainted Mystic Falls gradually evaporated. Bonnie was left to handle what was left. She didn't want to talk about it no matter how much Caroline urged her to. She wanted to bury all the memories of them. She wanted to burn every fucking memory until there wasn't a trace of them left but she wasn't that lucky. So, she carried the memories and the burdens with her. Even Caroline cannot phantom how much it had hurt. How much pain Bonnie had witnessed because of them. She tried to shield Caroline and others from the pain. She drained the pain from them. She became nothing but pain.
Once the dust settled, nothing was left. No enemies left. Bonnie became so used to an enemy that once they all left… She had become her own enemy. She had become used to war, always ready to attack. Now the war was over but she couldn't shut that part of her off. She had become war. The paranoia draining her sanity and rationality. The storm that had raged on was now sunshine and clear skies but all she had ever known were storms. She couldn't go back to normal. No medicine, no therapist, and no amount of time could heal her.
"You and Tyler going on a date?" Bonnie had noticed that Caroline was wearing a beautiful aqua dress and seemed too well dressed up to just visit her. Caroline, thankfully, was easy to distract.
"Yep! We will be going to our favorite restaurant. I can't wait."
"Have fun. I'm going to work on homework now."
"You've been working enough. You are an Honors student and everything. You have to get out of this house at some time."
"I will, after graduation. Don't worry too much." Caroline's phone rang. "Have fun with Tyler."
"We will have to hang out and watch movies before graduation! Promise?"
"Promise." Bonnie nodded even though she knew she had no intention of fulfilling that promise. Caroline walked out the door with her phone in hand, giggling. Caroline was so radiant and happy that nothing seemed to affect her. Then again, she wasn't expected to do anything near the magnitude Bonnie was expected to do. Caroline had nothing holding her back and no responsibilities. And for that, she envied her.
The coldness inside Bonnie came crawling back. The darkness in her mind made its presence known again. She could escape from her enemies but not her own mind. Her thoughts had been taken as prisoners. She wanted to scream the pain away but no one would hear her desperate cries. They can't help a tortured mind.
She could still remember the day Elena had left. Every sacrifice Bonnie had made was in vain. Elena was a vampire and was no different than Katherine. Maybe it was the Doppelganger's curse. They will end up the same in the end. Rotten, spoiled, selfish, manipulative… She was used and played for a fool. How could she have been so blind? Elena would always choose Stefan and Damon over anyone else's life. No matter how many were murdered… No matter if they even were the killers… Jeremy had eventually joined his sister knowing that Bonnie would never forgive him. Spoiled brats, Bonnie thought.
"It's been awhile since Caroline has decided to pay a visit." Bonnie didn't want to turn around. She already knew who it was. His footsteps came closer until he was right behind her. His presence always irked her and constantly had an aura of corruption. The air cooled around them.
"What do you want?"
"Freedom from you." Freedom? What even is that? I'm just a caged bird.
"I didn't want this either." Bonnie turned to one of the few remnants of the past. His green eyes glowing with malice and hatred. "Leave me alone, Silas." She spat. It was Qetsiyah's parting "gift". Her ancestor was just like all the others. She didn't care. Not a single bit. Who does give a shit about Bonnie Bennett anyway?
"I can't free you." Qetsiyah had bound Silas's spirit to hers. Now she was stuck with Silas for who knows how long. Maybe for the rest of her life. Her life was a purgatory.
The Otherside was destroyed. Qetsiyah had disappeared just like everyone else. Leaving Bonnie to deal with the aftermath. How predictable. A pain suddenly throbbed in her chest. Her breathing mere shallow breaths as the anxiety shook her to the bone. Shivers shook her body as the world spun around her. She was losing her grip on reality. Bonnie Bennett was vanishing. She was being killed from the inside out.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" Her eyes watered with unshed tears. Why was she sorry? He was her tormentor. It was his fault! It was their fault! The dizziness overtook her.
"Bonnie!" A desperate voice called to her but it was far too late. The darkness that she had befriended and declared her enemy took her far away. Into the darkest depths of her mind that no man dared to enter.
-X-
Crack.
Crack.
Crack.
Lightning danced in the sky as thunder boomed. A slight ringing echoed in her ears. She watched the beautiful storm light the darkened sky. She didn't want to leave the comfort of her bed but she knew Silas wouldn't let her lay there forever. He was never that kind. She glanced at her clock on the wall. She had been unconscious for two hours which was longer than she typically stayed unconscious. Her panic attacks had become more frequent and made her magic go crazy. The only way her body could deal with the stress was to pass out.
"Bonnie?" Silas's body blocked her view. She would've never thought her and Silas were similar but they were. They shared the same pain. The same coldness. The darkness that echoed in their hearts. Bound until death because of a scorned witch.
"I want to be free too." She whispered. "I've never been free." Never free from pain—from suffering. Always carried the burden. "I don't even know where she is."
"Bonnie— "
"I sympathize with you now. She really was crazy. I doubt she even loved you." Bonnie gave a rueful laugh. How could she not see it? The woman was crazy from revenge. Of course, the woman would lie to gain sympathy. They played right into her hands.
"Amara didn't either I supposed." Silas sighed. "She wanted nothing but death."
"Even if I could free you, what would you do? I doubt you'd blend in with society or kill yourself."
"Don't think about this now." Silas's hand was cold. He could only have a physical form for a little while until he became a ghost again. While he was in his physical form, it drained her energy. His hand softly brushed against her cheek. They were really something. Just two lost souls.
"Silas… My magic…" Bonnie sighed. Her magic was building up inside her. Ready to release havoc and destruction onto the world around her. She wondered why she never did. The world deserved the pain. To feel even a sliver of her burden. Her pain would bring them to their knees as they begged for mercy. The magic would burn their insides and they would scream her name—and even then— it wouldn't compare to her torment. It weighed down her shoulders; one day it would crush her but not today.
"Your magic?" He pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. He was mocking her for her condition. She was weak but she still had some dignity left.
"I'll go to someone else to help me." Bonnie had fooled herself into thinking Silas even gave a little bit about her. Why would he? He never cared for anyone in his life aside from Amara. And even then, he didn't care. It was an obsession not love. Monsters cannot love.
"You'd kill them." Bonnie snickered. He almost sounded jealous.
"If I did, why would you care?" She challenged.
"Do as you please then." He said. Yet, he didn't let go of her. His touch was sinister and had a certain vile nature that Bonnie found revolting yet she kept coming back for more. He was an immoral creature that's aura was drenched in ink black. How could something that sickened her to the core be so compelling? She hated Silas with every fiber of being. Liar, she internally laughed. Never had she felt this pathetic. She would have never imagined sinking this low but here she was. She could not soothe her magic but he could. Why him of all people?
"Why you?" She spat. Fate was a cruel entity that taunted her at each turn. Why him? Is this her punishment?
"I'm the only one that can handle your magic." Not the only one. There is one other that can handle my wild magic…
This situation regularly repeated itself. It was their little ritual. Bonnie would resist Silas until she would succumb to her power. But no matter how much she resisted, he would win in the end. It was inevitable. She wondered why she even bothered bickering with him at this point. Maybe it was the guilt she felt after it was said and done. Her body may be flushed but her soul felt violated by embracing such a vile creature. That's all he ever was to her. A creature.
"Jeremy could never handle you." She knew Silas was taunting her. Jeremy and his little affair. She remembered it clearly. She would have done everything for him but he betrayed her. It was a slap in the face. He never gave up anything for her. He lied, cheated, and had the audacity to say sorry. Bonnie Bennett wasn't enough. Never enough.
"Stop mocking me before I make you go away." She did have some control over Silas as much as he hated to admit it. She could easily take away his physical form.
"I'm merely stating facts." He said, annoyed. "It is not my fault you trusted an unappreciative boy." That's all Jeremy ever was, a boy. A boy that broke her heart.
"I thought I loved him." Why was she even telling Silas this? The man that drove her to madness. "I guess he did not feel the same way." Her eyes swelled with water. No matter how much time passed it hurt. She wouldn't have cared if Jeremy had broken up with her and then slept with Anna. It would be none of her business then but he had to cheat. He didn't think of her. He thought of his own selfish desires just like Elena. They never thought about how Bonnie would feel. They did as they damn well pleased no matter who got hurt.
The tears were brushed off by Silas's fingers. She swatted his hands away. He loved to see her in pain. He was a twisted bastard that felt no sympathy for anyone. A psychopath.
"I can't wait until I can kill you." She hissed. They both knew she was lying. She would be at risk of her magic taking over. She dug her nails into his shoulder blades. She inflicted pain onto him as he did her. They were one and the same.
-X-
Bonnie sat in her shower as the hot water ran off her naked body. The steam flooded the bathroom. The warmth was a nice contrast to the constant frigid cold. She washed her body of wickedness and sin. She scrubbed off any traces of him. What had become of her? She could hear them jeering at her. She was weak. She couldn't even calm her own magic. It overwhelmed her and threatened to consume her entirely. It would build and build until something gave it release. It became wilder and not even its wielder could tame it.
The old Bonnie Bennett would look at her with horror. She would be repulsed and even call her immoral. Oh, how the mighty fall. And she fell, hard.
Bonnie shut the water off and dried her body. She examined her naked form. It was full of bruises and marks. She traced a mark on her right wrist. The guilt sickened her. How could she let him even touch her? In a way, she had betrayed her friends. No, they'll never know.
"Are you just going to stare?" She felt his presence lurk and he finally revealed himself. Silas's eyes met hers and she would never cease to be mesmerized by those damned emerald eyes. Only one other set of eyes could ever affect her the way Silas's did and those eyes haunted her till this day. Bonnie reached to put her bracelet back on and noticed the frown on Silas's face. He always seemed displeased by her accessory and she never knew why. Maybe he knew? No, he couldn't or he would have surely mocked me for it.
"We have to talk." Bonnie raised an eyebrow.
"About what?" She asked.
"My body." Silas had begged for his body regularly when they first became bound to each other. He was much harsher during their first few months being stuck to one another. He gradually gave up hope except for the last few weeks. He had been particularly brooding about not having "freedom".
"I have no idea where she hid it. I've told you many times before."
"And yet every time you say it, I still don't believe you."
"Where do you think she hid your body?"
"Somewhere we wouldn't think to look."
"That really narrows it down."
"If we don't find my body, Mystic Falls only really has you to protect it. And you're an unstable mess that can't control her own magic."
"Why does it need saving? Everyone has forgotten this place even exists!" They've forgotten I exist.
"You feel it too. You know it won't stay quiet for long." She never stopped feeling paranoid that another villain would appear. The more time passed; the more anxious she felt. But she wouldn't give into Silas, he was using her fears against her.
"And if I do help you retrieve your body, how will I know that you won't run off or even try to kill me?"
"Even if I return to my body, I won't break free of this spell Qetsiyah has casted. I doubt she would allow it. She must have a backup plan if I ever did get my body back. I can't kill you now and won't be able to then."
"I've tried to cast a spell to search for it before. It didn't work." She admitted.
"How sweet," Silas smirked. Silas seemed to thrive on taunting and belittling her but she wasn't exactly nice to the asshole either.
"I wanted you gone but as you can see I found nothing." She walked out of the bathroom, not caring that she was bare. The bedroom air cooled her skin as she entered it.
"We will search more. She still believes you are just some helper of hers. Once I am free, I can kill her and undo this spell." It is never that easy.
"And what then?" Bonnie asked. "You make it sound so easy but it's never that simple. Not with you anyway."
"We'll take it one step at a time," Silas said. "Then we'll both be free." Free? Bonnie Bennett would never be free…
Silas gently touched her neck. He had intentionally marked her skin and looked proudly at it. He caressed one bruise that was on her shoulder. Was he just a sadist?
"No."
"No?" Silas wasn't used to being told "no" so he used other means to get his way.
"I just washed your scent off. My friends will notice if they smell you on me."
"They wouldn't notice. Your friends aren't the sharpest tools in the shed. Besides, to them I'm dead." Silas didn't give Caroline or Tyler enough credit. They weren't completely oblivious to the world around them. She knew one day her lies would catch up to her.
"I have graduation in two days. I can't afford to have any marks."
"Just use the healing salve." His hands held her waist firmly. "Think about it this way… It'll be much more pleasurable once I get my body back compared to this temporary form."
"How so? I was under the impression you'd leave the minute I put you back into your body." She teased.
"I'd leave this place but I think we're going to be stuck with each other for a little while longer."
"Gonna miss it?"
"Not one fucking bit, witch."
"Good, I thought you were becoming a bit too soft on me." He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He placed her on the bed. He hovered over her and his eyes twinkled with mischief.
"Soft?" He scoffed. "I still hate you with every ounce of my being."
"And yet you come back for more." She mockingly patted his cheek. He growled before his erection slammed inside her. She let out a shrill cry.
"And yet you never tell me to stop."
-X-
"What are you doing here?" Bonnie growled. She was in an open field surrounded by the woods. The trees rustled from the soft winds. She wanted to be alone. Alone. She wanted to be away from everyone so she could understand… this new reality. The sun kissed her skin and the early summer air was warm. She wanted to not be cold for once.
She didn't even know what to think. The Originals, Elena, Jeremy, Stefan, Damon, Alaric, and even Matt had left one by one in the span of two weeks. Mystic Falls was supernatural free for the most part but the damage was already done.
"I am not here to fight. I came to say thank you." Klaus Mikaelson stepped away from the shadowy woods into the open field. A thank you? These past few weeks had been hell for Bonnie and at one point she thought she was on some separate planet altogether.
"For what?"
"Freeing me from the spell of course." This must be a trap.
"Why would you thank me? I was the one that put you under that spell after all."
"Yes, you did but it ended well for me in the end. Everyone thinks Klaus Mikaelson is rotting in a cave somewhere. I'm free."
"Why did you come tell me this?"
"Like I said, here to say a thank you."
"Well, you've said it now leave."
"Always so serious, love."
"No offense but you made my life a living hell."
"The feeling is mutual," Klaus smirked. "So how does it feel?"
"I have no time for these mind games, Klaus."
"I mean you're free from Elena Gilbert. She has gone and left, I assume. You wouldn't have undone the spell if she hadn't. Though I wonder why still, she is still alive after all. She is, isn't she?"
"Yes. Why does it matter?"
"Did you awaken me out of spite, revenge perhaps?"
"You're free from the spell. Why are you still here?"
"Because the answer confuses me. Am I your revenge?"
"If I wanted revenge, I would do it. I don't use people to do my dirty work unlike you."
"Such a low blow."
"Leave," Bonnie ordered. "That's your last warning."
"If that's the case, fuck it." Klaus was suddenly inches from her face. "You don't scare me, witch." Bonnie felt her magic bubble up. It was furious. The heat expanded in her chest and for a moment she wondered if she has the capacity to kill Klaus without even uttering a spell. How dare he demand answers from her! The arrogant tyrant was about to be set ablaze from her haywire magic if he did not tread carefully. His sapphire eyes gazed at her and she was frozen in place.
"Go." She said before her magic flung him across the grassy field. He crashed against a tree trunk so mercilessly that she was surprised she didn't break his back. He looked up and let out a howl of laughter. He really was a sadist and a masochist.
"Only throwing me with your magic? You have gotten soft."
"You're fucking insane." He got up and brushed the dirt off his pants.
"Even now your magic never ceases to amaze me. You wasted it on an ungrateful child that left you with all the problems here." Bonnie knew he was talking about Elena. "I have never met a witch as powerful as you."
"Qetsiyah and Esther are." He flinched at the mention of his mother's name.
"Not for long. I doubt they will be much of a match once you learn to truly wield your wild magic." Klaus continued, "I suspect this is our last farewell. I wanted to look at you once last time. You are the closest person that has ever gotten close to killing me not even my father could attempt such a feat."
"Is this a male pride thing?" She wondered.
"Farewell, witch. I hope life is slightly less cruel to you." Klaus smirked. Bonnie refrained from rolling her eyes. This was odd. Was this goodbye or is he pulling her leg? If this really was the last farewell, she wanted to say something to him that she never admitted to her friends.
"I don't sympathize with you at all. You have had 1,000 years to recover from that but… your parents… that wasn't your fault." Klaus blinked. The look on his face was priceless. Even after all this time, she could still surprise him.
"Feeling sympathy for the devil?"
"No, I just think no one should treat a child like that. It wasn't your fault that you were born from an affair and you shouldn't be blamed for it. Mikael was a prideful man and he got what he deserved in the end. No child deserves to be treated like they're unwanted." She knows she has felt unwanted by her own parents. Bonnie walked away from the woods and Klaus.
"Thank you," Klaus whispered. Or maybe Bonnie was just hearing things.
She was awakened from her dream by her cell phone's alarm. She slammed on the button before collapsing back in bed. Why did that memory keep replaying in her head? That was her second to last encounter of Klaus. Those blue eyes haunted her. Why was she even thinking about him? It had been three years since she last saw him. Why did her mind bring him up now?
"I thought you were already finished exams and your graduation is tomorrow. Why are you awake at this time?" Silas sat on her bed and his gaze was unwavering.
"I'm visiting my Grandmother's grave. It may be the last time I see it, at least for a while." She didn't know what she would do after graduation. The future after she walks off that stage is unclear. She doubts she'll stay in Mystic Falls for much longer. She had done her time and served her sentence.
"Did you get lilacs for her?" Lilacs, Lavender specifically, were her Grandmother's favorite plant though Orchids were a close second. Her Grandmother's garden was one of her most prized possessions and she showed it off to any visitors that dared to come knocking on Sheila Bennett's door. Lavender Lilacs carried a special meaning to Grams, wisdom and magic. Bonnie was surprised that Silas remembered. His sudden kindness is mostly likely due to him wanting to be on her good side so he can get his body back. She considered putting his spirit back in his body but she had to be sure he couldn't kill her. While Qetsiyah's spell most likely would stay on him even once he had returned to his body, she wanted to make sure Silas couldn't go destroying everything in his path. She would have to search for a spell when Silas wasn't looking. It would be difficult because having privacy was a rarity for her.
"Not yet." She would have to go to the flower shop before visiting the graveyard.
"I'll go with you."
"Why?"
"Your magic is highly unstable."
"If something were to happen, you wouldn't be able to stop me."
"Not stop, I'd watch." Silas paused. "You would look rather magnificent destroying this town."
"I'm taking a shower." She threw the covers off her. Her healing salve had healed her so her skin was free from bruises and marks.
"Do you want me to join you?"
"No."
-X-
Bonnie placed the lavender lilacs next to her Grandmother's tombstone. She stood there for a few minutes. Taking it all in. This may just be the last time she visits her grave. Bonnie couldn't bring herself to cry. She has cried too many times already and it would never bring her back. No more connection from the Otherside. All alone. She doubts her Grandmother would have kind words to say to her anyway but she hoped her Grandmother still watched over her. Bonnie clasped her hands together and whispered a prayer.
"It's going to rain," Silas said after several moments of silence. She didn't respond. "Did you hear me?"
"I don't care." He huffed and walked off, leaving her alone in the graveyard. "Such a crybaby." She mumbled. She gazed at the grave.
"I'm so sorry. I will never stop being sorry. Looking back… I wish I had listened to you. Now I'm sure wherever you are, you are probably cursing me out. It's fine I suppose… I haven't exactly been making the right decisions lately." She sighed. This was tougher than she thought even though she was alone. "I have made many mistakes and probably a few more along the way. I haven't been the happiest person in the world either. It's hard to be happy with all the shit that has happened. But no matter what, I'll keep going for you. I'll make the Bennett name worthy again. I hope I'll make you proud one day… Even if it isn't today… it'll be someday." She finally cried. Sure, she would get teary eyed but this was one of her first real cries. She screeched to the heavens as she fell to her knees. Fate was cruel to her but she wouldn't let it win. She had to keep going for her Grandmother and her friends. She must press on and continue. This was her closure.
The rain began to pour. Before the rain could touch her, an umbrella blocked the way. Silas held her enormous umbrella and hovered over her. She looked up at him. Had he been there the whole time? Did he watch her mental breakdown?
"Thank you." He nodded. He gently brought her back up. He held onto her waist and she clung to him. Afraid of falling. Her legs violently quivered. The air was freezing her.
"Are you ready to leave?"
"I think so." She stumbled but Silas kept a firm hand to stop her from falling. They head back to her car. She held onto him and didn't want to let go of him—his warmth. He put her in the passenger seat.
"You're going to drive?"
"You aren't in the condition to do so." He threw the umbrella in the back of the car before he closed her door. He then went to the driver's side. Once he was in, she handed him the keys. He let his right arm rest on the armrest. She timidly held it before laying her head on the armrest. His arm pulled back. Had she pushed a boundary? His hand then caressed her face.
"Sleep." She closed her eyes and exhaled. She felt exhausted but she was glad she came. She needed this closure for her so she can move past this.
"You're so warm." Silas chuckled. She hadn't felt protected and warm in a long time. And that was with—Klaus.
She still remembered her last encounter with Klaus. The memory was etched into her mind. It was a day after he had found her in the woods. She was an emotional wreck. It was when the truth had really sunk in. She was stuck with Silas, Elena had left her, and everything was her burden. When she truly realized she was alone. When the bitterness and hatred had reached its peak.
She remembered just breaking then and there. Her sanity and reason ran out the door. She had done a spell to track him down. It wasn't difficult to find him and he was just outside of town. Maybe it was planned or maybe he just hoped. She had barged into the house screaming at him. It was a screaming match between a Bennett witch and the Original Hybrid. Thankfully, there were no neighbors nearby. They would have surely called the police.
Bonnie had never been fueled with so much rage before. It burned through her skin; the hatred she had bottled inside her. Never able to show. Always had to be composed. She had thrown Klaus to the other side of the room and he ran back to grab her throat. She laughed like a maniac with tears in her eyes. Her nails dug deep into his arm.
"I ain't afraid of death no more." She had said to him. Never had she been so vulnerable. Klaus had let her onto the ground. Her magic wanted to be soothed or it would explode. It was tearing her apart. The magic deep inside her began to pulsate.
"My magic controls me now. It was too wild for me." She had stared into his cobalt eyes that shined.
"Then let the magic go." He made it sound so easy but she couldn't. It would hurt someone or herself. Her magic was dangerous.
"I can't. I don't want to hurt anyone." She said breathlessly.
"Don't fear your power or the fear will control you." His eyes had turned to a luminous gold. A wolf just under the surface. For some reason, she wasn't scared of the beast.
"I can't."
"Then I will."
A scream had escaped her lips as Klaus had bitten her neck. As he drank her blood, her magic drained. As though the magic fueled him and left her. For a moment, she was free. She felt no pain, no suffering, and no sadness. Only pleasure.
Once he had his fill, he had licked the wound before placing his bloody wrist to her mouth. She drank the crimson blood and it did more than heal her. It rejuvenated her. She flung him to the other side of the room again before running upstairs. He stalked her like his prey. Mischief gleaming in his golden eyes. She ran into the first open room and saw several paintings as well as sketches scattered on the wooden floor. One was a beautiful sketch of her.
Klaus wrapped his arms around her waist and held her up to eye level. She stared into his eyes as he did hers. She didn't know who initiated the kiss but in the end, it didn't matter. She broke away from him and for a moment he looked rejected and almost lost. An emotion she even doubts Caroline could ever make him feel. She fumbled onto the bed that was in the center of the room that was slightly disheveled. He strides over to the bed and kissed her again until she was breathless.
Klaus was the heat and the warmth that she craved. He was a passionate being full of intense emotions. He was volatile and impulsive being but it made him no less appealing. He thawed her cold skin that she had grown used to. She was afraid. Afraid of getting burned by such a fiery creature. They were two stark contrasts.
"I don't want to stop." He said, toying with the button on her blouse. For a moment, her sanity and reason screamed at her to stop. This was pure madness. What she was about to do was wrong. It goes against her morals and her as a person. In that moment, she felt the guilt of her actions. Was she really going to do this? After the voice of reason had said its two cents, she silenced it all.
"Then don't."
-X-
The college graduation ceremony went without a hitch. No supernatural interference of any kind and Silas had been kind enough to leave her alone with her friends. Bonnie had been given more awards than she expected to receive. The old her would have been ecstatic but she barely could emote a smile. She was standing in the crammed lobby with Caroline and Tyler currently. The ceremony was much shorter than she expected it to be so they were just hanging out and waiting for Liz to come back from the bathroom. Liz had been happy for the two girls and wanted to celebrate at the house with some cake.
"What didn't you get?" Caroline said jokingly.
"Give the rest of us a chance, Bon." Tyler teased.
"You guys are perfect for each other."
"Hey, no attitude young lady. I expect you to be back home at 8 O'clock tonight." He said mockingly. Bonnie shook her head. "You are going to the party tonight, right?"
"Wouldn't dare miss it. Caroline would drag me there anyway."
"Ah, shit! It started raining. I hoped it wouldn't start until we got home." Tyler said. "I'll bring the car over here. May take a little while." Tyler grabbed an umbrella that they were handing out at the door and ran into the rain. Thankfully, the Dean had decided on the graduation on being inside a building.
"Tonight, it will be fun. Please show up." Caroline pleaded. "You don't even have to stay the full time."
"I said I will." Bonnie sighed. The two stood awkwardly next to each other. What was she supposed to say? Caroline opened her mouth.
"Hey, about the other day—"
"You look breathtaking today." A thick British accent had spoken behind them. She knew who it was without turning around. How could she ever forget that voice?
"Klaus," Caroline said, shocked. "You're supposed to be— "
"Rotting away? Don't worry about it, I have my ways. I didn't come here to stir any trouble."
"I highly doubt that." Bonnie turned to face Klaus. He was wearing a tuxedo and was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands.
"I came to give these flowers as a graduation present." She then noticed what type of flowers that were in the bouquet: lavender, pastel blue, scarlet, and pure white lilacs.
"You think I'd accept that?" Caroline hissed.
"Well, no. They weren't meant for you. These are for Bonnie." He handed the bouquet to Bonnie. Caroline was flustered for a moment before regaining composure.
"She won't do anything you have planned."
"Nothing planned." He smirked. "I would like to have a word with Bonnie for a moment. Alone."
"She won't—"
"I'll go." Bonnie knew Klaus. He didn't give up easily. Better hear what he has to say now before he takes more extreme measures. "Wait here for Liz." She handed the bouquet to Caroline before following Klaus. He led her to a case of stairs. She scoffed.
"If you think I am walking up those stairs in these heels, you're crazy." He offered his hand.
"I won't let you fall." She begrudgingly took it as he led her upstairs. There were fewer students and all of them were more focused on their family or phones. He took her to an empty room and closed the door behind them.
Why was Klaus back? She had no clue what would bring him back to this dreadful town. Whatever it was, it wasn't good. A part of her missed him but she knew Klaus wasn't here for her. The man that drove her equally crazy and burned a spark in her that she never knew she had. His eyes softened when he saw her charm bracelet.
"Why did you come back?"
"Patience really isn't your strong suit, love."
"Never claimed that it was. Now tell me before I throw you out the window."
"I have only arrived in this town an hour ago and you are already threatening me. You really haven't changed since our last tryst." He chuckled. She ignored the last part. She didn't want to remember that night. But she could remember clearly, where his teeth had left their marks. Where his fingers had lingered and where his tongue had tasted. The way he made her body heat up underneath him.
"Klaus," She said. "I don't have time for your mind games."
"I came back for a few reasons. One was that there is a worrying problem that needs to be addressed. I need to grab a few things. And—" He paused.
"And? I don't have all day."
"I came back for you." Bonnie wanted to scream at those words. So, she did.
"It's been three fucking years Klaus and you decide today is going to be the day that you 'come back' for me? Like hell, I believe that!" Three years. Not a phone call or email. Not even a letter. For all she knew, Klaus could have been dead. She thought he would keep a low profile, not completely disappear!
"I offered you to leave with me that day but you refused. You said you had things to finish up here and now you have no more obligations to this place. Everyone is leaving this godforsaken town and no one cares to come back to it. Now that you're graduating, I thought you would finally be free from whatever holds you back here."
"What's the worrying problem?" She couldn't deal with Klaus. Not in her current mental state.
"Deflecting?"
"No, I'm just asking a simple question."
"It's Esther." Shit. Bonnie was wondering when Esther would make her appearance.
"What about your mother?"
"I think she is trying to capture my siblings." It was illogical. Why would Esther wait three years to capture Klaus's siblings? They were much weaker once Klaus had been taken out of the picture. It was a perfect time to be able to kill the other Originals.
"She had three years to do it. Why now? No offense but your family is a bit powerless without you in it."
"Thank you." Bonnie rolled her eyes. Why did he have to have such an ego?
"I was wondering that at first but now I know why. She's been trying to gain power and a coven."
"A coven?" Great, the last thing I needed to deal with is a coven of angry witches. I'm sure Silas will be overjoyed about this news. This will be his "excuse" to return to his body. I still need to find that spell!
"Yes, she is the leader, sort of."
"What do you mean sort of?"
"She seems to share the leadership role in the coven with another witch." Co-leaders were rather rare from what she had read. Unless it was family, it was tremendously difficult to have two different leaders.
"Who is the other witch?" She immediately regretted those words.
"Qetsiyah." My day has been shot to hell.
"You have to be fucking kidding me." Bonnie let out a deep breath before continuing. "Has anyone joined?"
"Several. Thankfully, they are rather harsh so not many make it out alive during their trials." Trials?
"How do you know that? I would think they would want to keep it a secret. Doesn't seem very motivating to join a coven that a person has a slim chance of surviving."
"I have spies." Of course, Klaus Mikaelson has spies.
"Spies? Who'd trust you with this information?"
"You ask so many questions. You can meet the spies for yourself if you want. I think you'd know them." Before she could say anything, Klaus approached her. "A day never went by that I didn't think of you."
"Something tells me your lying." Or maybe she wanted him to be lying? She didn't want to believe Klaus Mikaelson thought of her on a daily basis.
"I've changed. I can prove it."
"I don't want you to."
"But I want to. I'm residing in the same house that we last met. I will respect whatever decision you make."
"I refused to believe you've changed in the span of three years."
"A person can change in a short amount of time. People do change." He kissed her right wrist, just under the charm bracelet. He let go of her and walked out the classroom. And just like that, Klaus Mikaelson came waltzing back into her life. Like nothing has changed. Acting like it hadn't been years since they last spoke. Damn him!
"Bonnie!" Tyler ran into the room, alert. He grabbed her and examined her for injuries.
"What's wrong Tyler?" Bonnie asked.
"Stefan told me Klaus was here and I came as soon as I could—"
"Wait, Stefan?" Was Stefan back in Mystic Falls?
"Yes, but did he hurt you?"
"No, I'm fine." She then felt an invisible presence right next to her. Silas. She knew the answer. Silas had warned Tyler and Tyler assumed it was Stefan. She didn't care that he was a ghost. She wanted to stab him. Now that she thought about it, how did Silas know? She didn't sense his presence before… She also didn't feel her magic drain as it normally did.
"Let's get back to the car before he gets back." Bonnie followed Tyler but it didn't dawn on her until now. Tyler was terrified of Klaus as much as he hated to admit it. He feared Klaus's return. She had helped comfort him when he had nightmares. He didn't tell Caroline because he didn't want to appear weak in front of her. Yet, he ran into the classroom knowing full well Klaus was in there just to see if she was okay. Most people would just leave her there.
"Thanks, Ty."
"Don't mention it."
"Caroline is really lucky to have you." He beamed. His hand slightly ruffled her hair.
"Aww, getting sappy all the sudden?" She hit his arm. "Oww."
"Such a big baby."
Things have changed so much. Yet, it feels like it hasn't at all. She looked to see Liz and Caroline in Tyler's car. The rain pouring down without hesitation. Bonnie climbed into the car and sat in the front passenger seat. Caroline and Liz were chatting about the ceremony. Caroline handed Bonnie the bouquet and she put it in her lap. Life seemed almost normal. Tyler began to drive off.
"It's raining." She said. She was mesmerized by it. She looked down at Klaus. He laid next to her and was sleeping peacefully. She ran her fingers across his face. She would never admit it but she did think Klaus was beautiful. In his sleep, he looked so angelic.
"I thought you liked the rain." She gasped as one blue eye peeked.
"Were you faking being asleep?" She hit his chest. She felt a deep rumble in his chest. He was laughing at her.
"No, I just woke up." He sat up on the bed and yawned. The covers fell onto his lap. She tried not to gawk at Klaus's naked form.
"Who knew even Klaus Mikaelson could get bedhead." He smirked. His hand brushed through his blond curls.
"I'm surprised you haven't left yet."
"That would be kind of rude."
"I wouldn't mind too much. Are you sore?" He examined her arms. He then grabbed her leg from under the covers. Her face heated up as his finger softly traced one of his marks on her thigh. A few bruises surrounded it. "I didn't mean to be that rough. I forgot you weren't used to it." She glared.
"I have done it before. Many times." He tilted his head.
"Fumbling around with the youngest Gilbert isn't what I would quite consider sex. Did he need help finding it?" He smirked. "Could he even make you moan?"
"Okay, you can't stop stroking your own ego."
"I don't have to. You did enough of that last night." She hit him with a pillow. He gave her a wolfish grin. She had never seen Klaus so… playful? Is that even the right word? It felt right though. Her being here. It was the first time she could feel anything. She felt relaxed and… dare she say happy?
"Where are my clothes? You didn't tear them up while we...?"
"I refrained from that seeing as you had no spares. They are on the desk." She hadn't even noticed there was a desk in the corner of the room. Her mind had been too preoccupied for her to notice that last night. Her clothes were neatly stacked. She had nearly forgotten about Klaus's neat and organized nature. He was much more methodical than she had once thought.
"Where did all your sketches go?"
"I cleaned it up while you were sleeping."
"Do you think you could show me your paintings and sketches?" His face lit up like a kid in an amusement park.
"Now?" He said, eagerly.
"Sure—" Buzz. Her phone that was on top of the desk was vibrating. Klaus walked over to the phone and looked at the screen before hanging up.
"Who was that?"
"A random caller." He placed it back on her desk before walking back over to her. He crawled back in bed with her and rested his head on her thighs. His eyes became stony.
He sighed. "Would you ever leave this place?"
"I can't exactly just leave."
"Then leave with me."
"Don't you want to go back to your siblings?"
"No, not now anyway. I think being apart will do some good." He then changed the subject. "Would you leave with me? I can take you anywhere you desire." The offer was tempting. She wouldn't have to worry about anything. Even now it felt like it was just her and Klaus. She could see herself going to a nice private college and living in an extravagant mansion with him. Every holiday they'd visit a new country. She wouldn't have to worry about anyone else. She would live a life of luxury with no worries and would be pampered.
"No, I owe it to myself to graduate."
"I could pay for you to go to a better one."
"I'm sure you could but I want to stay here for now. There's a lot of loose ends and my friends need me. I don't want to abandon them."
"Your loyalty astounds me yet annoys me at the same time but I will respect your decision."
"Thank you."
"I have a parting gift then." He turned to the bedside table and opened a drawer. He handed her a piece of expensive jewelry. It was a golden bracelet that had two charms on it. A beautifully carved crescent moon that was a shiny silver and a black wolf.
"It's beautiful."
"It has a spell casted onto it. It warms up if supernatural beings are near." He put the bracelet on her right wrist. Somehow parting with Klaus was harder than Elena. Elena had left when their friendship was eroding away. The bitterness and fury had made her only livid that she had left her to deal with this mess. She felt used. Klaus was her enemy, for a very long time. Yet, here he is. Giving her a gift before they say their final goodbye. Maybe it was sad because she saw something there. A relationship that could bloom despite the bloody history. But she couldn't risk it. Her heart had been broken too many times.
She could leave all her worries behind but she needed to stay for Caroline and Tyler. For Mystic Falls. The people didn't deserve any more grief. It was her fault and she was ready to take full responsibility. Even if it meant sacrificing her well-being, sanity, and happiness.
"Will you ever come back?" She didn't mean to sound so vulnerable and pathetic but Klaus didn't seem bothered by it.
"I promise I will. When you're ready. For now, I plan on laying low." She didn't think. She wrapped her arms around Klaus and kissed him. It was just them and no one else. Reality came knocking eventually.
Klaus watched as she dressed. Once she had finished, she looked at him one last time.
"It could work. Wherever you want to go I'll take you. No more worrying. I'll treat you the way you deserve. You owe these people nothing. You don't have to stay. I— " It was the first time Bonnie ever saw Klaus at a loss for words. Despite his calm composure, she knew she was hurting him. Bonnie needed time. Time to heal. She needed to be by herself before she could begin a relationship again. Whether it be a lover or a friend. She didn't trust her judgment anymore and doubted she was mentally or emotionally prepared for… Klaus. His baby blue eyes stared into hers. He wanted her to stay and a part of her did. That part wanted to crawl back into the warm, comfy bed and forget the rest of the world existed. The rational part of her knew what had to be done even if it was gut wrenching.
"Goodbye, Niklaus."
"Look!" Caroline said gleefully. "A rainbow. Where's my camera?" Bonnie blinked. Had she been daydreaming this whole time? That memory of Klaus… He did keep his promise. She leaned her head against the window. She felt warm again.
"Never change Care."
"You say that sarcastically!"
"No, I didn't." Bonnie chuckled. A genuine smile graced her lips. "Okay, maybe a little bit."
"Do I see dimples showing?" Tyler teased.
"Says the guy with crooked teeth."
"I don't have crooked teeth!"
"And a gap right there in the front."
"There is no gap, BonBon. You're seeing things." Tyler rolled his eyes.
"Anyways, I helped to get all the decorations done last night." Caroline chimed.
"I thought we hired people to do that?" Tyler asked.
"We did but I made sure to guide them through the process." Bonnie began to tune out them. She glanced at the rainbow. It was breathtaking and never had she seen a rainbow this vibrant. Even in rain, there's beauty.
"Goodbye, Bonnie."
-X-
Bonnie was dressed in a seductive black dress that stopped at her knees. It revealed some of her cleavage and hugged her body. She wouldn't wear something so provocative usually but Silas had been adamant about the dress. Her black heels clicked against the wooden ground. The party at the Lockwood's house was in full swing. People were dancing, chatting, and some were having a good time in the guest bedrooms.
"My mother is going to kill me." Tyler groaned. "Sex in the guest bedrooms, really?"
"Let them have their fun." Caroline giggled.
"You say that but you won't be the one cleaning those sheets when everyone leaves."
"Way ahead of you, babe. I booked a cleaning team for tomorrow morning."
"You are my savior." Tyler kissed Caroline on the cheek. Bonnie watched the couple from afar. She had talked with them earlier before guests had interrupted their discussion. Besides them, Bonnie didn't have anyone else to talk to. So, Bonnie was currently in the corner of the room avoiding everyone.
"You look beautiful," Silas whispered. Silas was standing next to her in his ghost form. Thankfully, no one can see him as a regular ghost.
"Thank you." Still stunned at Silas's compliment.
"How long will you be here?"
"A few more minutes." She whispered. She did not want to be caught talking to herself.
"I can't wait until—"
"Bonnie!" Lo and behold, Matt Donovan entered through the door with Rebekah at his side. He wore a tuxedo and Rebekah was wearing a sparkling red dress. Silas stiffened beside her.
"Matt!" Bonnie and Caroline said simultaneously. Caroline, Bonnie, and Tyler walked over to the couple.
"Where have you been?"
"Here and there. I came to give you two your graduation gifts."
"Gifts?" Caroline sobs. "You being here is a gift, Matt!"
"You didn't have to," Bonnie said.
"Glad you're back." Tyler smiled. "Now it's a real party."
"Hello, Rebekah." Bonnie greeted Rebekah. "Your dress is beautiful." Rebekah nodded.
"Thank you, wit—Bonnie."
"Let's celebrate this little reunion with some alcohol." Tyler headed to the kitchen and Caroline followed him.
"Bonnie," Matt continued. "there's something I need to tell you after this party. Alone."
"Is it about Esther trying to kill Rebekah and the other Originals?" She said, nonchalant. His and Rebekah's eyes widened.
"How did you know that?" Rebekah asked.
"I have my ways. Don't worry, I am already coming up with a plan."
"Thank you." Rebekah bowed her head. "Even though our history, you still would help me, so I am deeply grateful."
"You're Matt's girlfriend, I can't let you be killed and besides… I never liked Esther anyway. We will talk more tomorrow."
"Thank you, Bonnie." Matt sighed. "I would have come regardless of Esther. I care about you and I never want you to feel used. I—"
"You're my friend, Matt, I know you care."
"Let's get this reunion on the road!" Tyler came back with Caroline. Both were holding cups of liquor.
"I don't like this but I will let you have your fun. We will talk later." Silas vanished.
"Bonnie?" Caroline offered her a drink. She hadn't had alcohol in years and she was a bit of a lightweight. Fuck it. She took the drink.
"Cheers." She held her red cup up.
"Cheers!" The others cheered. Tonight, it will be fun. A night without worries.
-X-
Klaus observed the group from afar. Bonnie seemed to be enjoying the graduation party with her friends. The appearance of Rebekah was going to put a wrench in his plan.
"What's Klaus doing here?" Silas had been searching the house in case of trouble and found the mutt standing near the rail on the second floor. Klaus chuckled.
"Silas, I must say, your new form is much preferable," Klaus smirked. Silas frowned. How can he see me? Only Bonnie can see me in this form. Klaus approached the Immortal.
"You're supposed to be in a cave somewhere."
"Change of plans. Like you, I supposed."
"Who let you out?"
"Who do you think? Bonnie." Klaus glanced back at the group of friends. "I have a proposition for you. I can help you get back into your body but I need you to do something for me."
"I'm listening."
-X-
Bonnie had returned in the wee hours of the morning. She held her heels in one hand while she unlocked her door with the other. Silas was sitting alone in the living room. She turned the lights on and he turned towards her. Music was playing in the background from her TV.
"How was the party?"
"Fun." Bonnie giggled. "Why are you just sitting here? Thinking about something?"
"Not really." The song changed into "Ain't No Mountain High Enough". Bonnie squealed with excitement.
"I love this song!" Bonnie tossed her heels to the wall. "I haven't heard it in so long." Silas was sure Bonnie was tipsy.
"Drink enough?"
"I'm not drunk! I just drank a little…" It was true that she wasn't drunk and was still functional but she drank more than a little. "Dance with me? My prom was ruined because of you. This is the least you can do." Silas complied but still found it silly.
"I wasn't the only one that ruined your night."
"I know but I want to dance." They rocked back and forth to the rhythm of the music. She rested her head on his chest and held him closely. They danced even as the song changed which was another favorite song of hers, "The Only Exception". She didn't want to let go. She didn't want to let go of this feeling.
"Silas?"
"Hmm?" He tilted his head down towards her. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. He hesitated to return the kiss which was unusual for him. He put his hands on her face and kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around his neck. One hand slipped to the back of her dress. He proceeded to unzip her dress.
"I want you."
"Not tonight. I've run out of healing salve."
"I'll be gentle tonight." Gentle was foreign to someone like Silas. Bonnie was unsure if he could be gentle. He was a violent creature… man.
"I don't think you've ever been gentle."
"There's a first time for everything." Silas pulled her dress off and it dropped to the floor. Bonnie blushed. She had worn her favorite black bra and thong. "No need to be coy." He then took off her bracelet and chucked it to the other side of the room.
"I will never understand your hatred for my charm bracelet."
"It stinks."
"No, it doesn't!" Before she could open her mouth again, he kissed her. He stripped her of the rest of her clothing and then his. He softly pushed her against a wall.
"You're beautiful." He whispered in her ear. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he slammed himself inside her. She arched her back and let out a moan. Her body quivering with each stroke.
"Silas!" She mewled his name repeatedly. Almost like a chant. Her whimpers were louder than the background music and urged him to continue. He thrusted his member into her entrance frantically. "Oh my god, Silas!"
Never say his name the way you scream mine…
A/N
Like it? Love it? This kept me awake till midnight for a few nights which I am thankful for. I have had extreme writer's block and my hectic schedule didn't help.