A/N: Beyond Wicked 2 is a continuation story. I suggest you read the first Beyond Wicked under my stories, it's about Bonnie and Kai's time in 1994 so you can get an understanding of the references in the current story.
Chapter 1 picks up from Season 6, Episode 16. Bonnie has been back from the prison world for some time now. I loved writing this chapter and incorporating all the character's little quirks and humor. I'm a Bamon fan, but Bonkai is my OTP. Tell me what you think of the character development and their dialogue. I try to stay true to character. Thanks for the reviews!
Update: I'm such a novice writer. I had to revamp the chapters because there was a lot of repetition and grammar errors, so please re-read for a better effect. It's still a work in progress.
The Witch's Fallacy
A strong gust of wind brushed leaves around her body. She found herself laying on the cold ground in the darkest part of the forest. The surrounding trees glowed a strange blue in the cold dreary night. She sat in the open area filled with dirt and patches of grass, barefoot and wearing her midnight blue lace long-sleeve short lace dress.
She grew increasing frantic in realization of her solitude, the after effects of her wound and heart ache were inexplicable, the pain of his betrayal hurt more than anything else. Her eyes rapidly watered, she burst into hot tears at the stringent thought of him deserting her. She hunched over as she wept aloud and uncontrollably.
She looked upward to see the sky shifting from night to day within a matter of seconds, it's repetition was contingent and disturbing. The night time stars and the moon would appear, then suddenly pass over and turn into to the daylight hours, clusters of clouds and the sun came and gone yet she remained the same.
A sudden snap of a tree branch in the woods, she quickly turned in fear despite her complete odds of being solo. She turned to her right, there were hints of haunting blue light behind the wind-blown trees. There was nothing but darkness beyond the visible. She turned to her left, then back to her right at the sound again. Her worries now turned to panic.
Afraid and unable to move as she was frozen in place, her salty tears now turned dry. She shouted at the top of her lungs because it was all she could do to release what tried to tear its way out of her.
"Bonnie wake up!" shouted Elena, she gently shook her semi-sleeping companion. Then carefully tucking strands of straight her long brunette hair behind both ears.
Bonnie was laying on her side, pillow and clothing drenched in sweat. She observed her concerned friend with strained vision.
Elena sat on the bed's edge with a tilted head staring curiously.
Her eyes throbbed of discomfort, it felt as if she had barely slept. "Elena what are you doing here?" she asked in a groggy voice, blinking several times to finally wake herself.
"I'm worried about my best friend. Why else would I be here?" she answers with genuine worry.
"Who let you in?!" Bonnie asked in a panic, she surveyed her semi-dark bedroom.
"Your aunt let me inside. Are you okay?!" she asked nosily.
To which she didn't respond, Bonnie leaned upward and rubbed her eyes free of sleep.
"Why aren't you sleeping in the dorm?" Elena pried.
Bonnie glanced over at her bedside clock, "What time is it?" she asks, not bothering to respond to the former question.
"It's 1:00pm. You can't keep sleeping this late," Elena fret.
"Or what?" Bonnie was unbothered by the fact.
"Or I'm going to kidnap you and chain you to the bed in our dorm," Elena chuckles innocently, she harshly pulled the covers off Bonnie entirely to expose her pajama ridden self. Her body tremored at the abruptness of Elena's actions.
Bonnie cracks a flakey smile, concealing the dark nightmare that seemed be on repeat. The night terrors would wake her in the middle of night, sweaty and hot. Then she'd have to change clothes before going back to bed.
"Did you hear me!?" she said when the action didn't solicit an immediate response. Elena pokes her mid-section in attempt to make her laugh.
"Elena okay, please!" Bonnie is annoyed, pushing her away. "Not now, I just woke up," she begs.
"Really. Caroline and I are worried about you. We hardly see you and when we do, your quiet and…," she was turning hesitant to finish—"And what?" interrupted Bonnie.
Elena pauses, attempting to make her statements with complete sensitivity to her friend's feelings. She can't fathom what the prison world did to her, so she can understand, but she wants to be supportive. Otherwise she feels helpless, so she opts to tell the honest truth. "And you seem to space out as if we're not even there. Matt asked about you, you don't return anyone's texts." She readjusted herself to sit on the bed, "Point is we miss you. You're finally back…I'm just happy and I want you to be happy too," says Elena while reaching for her hands.
Bonnie took a passive aggressive stance, she reassured her to eradicate any sense of doubt, "This is why we are friends, you drag me out of bed when I want to be left alone," she chimes sincerely, in addition to sarcasm.
Elena pulls Bonnie from bed by her forearms making them exit the comfy mattress. "Get up! Besides we are going to an awesome party tonight!" her voice laced with chipper. "Caroline is a part of the hosting committee for some charity event. There's open bar and most importantly you'll get to socialize."
Bonnie sighs, clearly uninterested. Any other time she would be elated, but all she can do is pull away reluctantly and drag herself back to the confines her safe and familiar space. And lately, that had been her plush bed. She even skipped showers here and there slipping in an out of phases of depression. She places the sheets back over her body, "Just let me sleep for a little bit, I'll get up at three," she justifies.
Elena pulls the covers back once again, "Then who's going to help me pick out a dress?!" she smiles. "By the way, Damon won't shut up about you. Your all he ever talks about lately. You've been m.i.a. and that's unacceptable," she jokes, stepping over a pile of clothes and scattered pairs of shoes. "You've got to clean up this room, it's a mess!" she complains.
"You mean the guy that did nothing but complain for four months straight, talk about you nonstop, drive me to alcoholism, and insult me on several occasions…Tell him I don't miss him either," Bonnie appears largely unimpressed. Damon hasn't exactly been the perfect friend since her return. He's blind as a bat and most so concerned that he's been reunited with Elena, and her memory of their relationship is back safe and sound.
Elena abruptly opens the curtains to the large bedroom window, letting in the broad daylight. Bonnie flinches with unease at the sound of the scratching curtains. She continued, "Trust me, he misses you. Damon pretends he doesn't care, but he's just a big softie," she presses on playfully. "What did you do to him in 1994? He's a bit different. In a good way," she smiles sweet as pie.
Bonnie quickly feels uncomfortable, like there's accusation behind the question. "Nothing! What do you mean?! Why would you say that?" she shrugs clumsily, praying and hoping her poker face is as good as her compulsive lying.
"I'm kidding!" Elena snickers. "I'm just glad you two are close now." She curiously browsed through the full clothing rack in the open closet.
"And please! Don't ever mention the words 1994 ever again," Bonnie plead dryly. She gathers the energy to exit the bed, grabbing a large hoodie from the corner room chair. She conservatively wore it zipped to the top of her neck, pulling the hood to cover her head and eyes to shield herself from the outside brightness. She seats herself in the cozy chair, legs bent and knees curled to her chest.
"You're so secretive these days. It's okay. I may not get it, but just know I'm here for you when you're ready to talk," Elena assures her.
Bonnie looks away in discomfort, she swallows with a dry throat. Her eyes shifted to sullen and depressive. Meanwhile Elena dabbled in the closet. She pulled two dresses and held them outward as offering, "Okay, pick one. Sexy or semi-sexy?" she said.
"Neither," Bonnie says with boredom.
"Okay since you don't want to choose. I will," Elena ignores the lack of enthusiasm in her voice. She places them on the bed, then seeks more options.
"I really don't think I should go to this party," Bonnie pleas. The thought of inebriated strangers gathering around her was nauseating.
Elena re-examines her options, "You're right, this event is more formal. So slutty dress options are out the window," she utters to herself, then redirecting her attention back to Bonnie. "You are going, I'm not taking no for an answer! We can't have you looking frumpy. Now pick one, burgundy or black dress?!" she demands.
Bonnie half-heartedly points to the black dress.
"A little dark, but classic," Elena shrugs with satisfaction. "You're going to look so gorgeous. My best friend is back!" She cheerfully jumps into her lap, shifting all her skinny weight onto Bonnie's petite frame. She smothers her with friendly kisses on the cheek and forehead.
Bonnie sighs heavily, slightly overwhelmed, nonetheless not surprised by Elena's overbearing affection. It eventually breaks her depressive spell in that brief moment.
Elena quickly stood to her feet, fists balled into her slender waist. "What were you dreaming of?!" she asks.
Bonnie acts aloof, "Nothing special. I can't even remember?"
"You were murmuring in your sleep." Elena's eyes cinch together in the kind of way when she knows she'd only being fed half-truth.
Bonnie stares in the opposite direction, avoiding the facts and makes her friend think it's all in her head. "I don't know…Honestly, I think it's just school. I'm falling behind in classes," she fabricates.
Elena sees something is scratching the surface, but chooses not to press the issue any further. "Time for you to stop being a Debbie downer, now let's pick out your accessories," she covers with a smile.
Bonnie dubiously forces her own smile in return, a sort of pretend happy. And it was working, the act was tiresome but a more than useful defense mechanism used to avoid directly facing her problems.
When her friend's back was turned, the smile quickly faded. Bonnie recalls the dream in clear thought. It was a constant reminder. Abandonment and heart ache comes to mind. Six months of desolation did a number on her mentally. She imagines being alone once again and the feeling is both haunting and comforting.
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The sun was setting while Bonnie exited her seafoam Prius, wearing the spaghetti strapped slinky short black dress that Elena had picked out. She wore a single demure studded white gold diamond necklace, paired with semi-gold open toe high heels and fire engine red painted toe nails. The foot work was courteous of Caroline's doing.
A clad black leather jacket to finish her attire. Her dark brown short cropped hair cut circled one half of her face, while the other side of her hair was tucked behind her ear. The racy dress hiked up her thighs as she walked towards the Lockwood mansion where the charity event was being held.
She talks to herself out loud, "You can just turn around and go home. Tell Caroline you got sick, she'll understand," her tone shifts to disappointment. "Okay maybe she won't. Shut up Bonnie! You can do this," she pitifully tries to convince herself. Bonnie can't remember the last time she left the house wearing something so daring and provocative.
She passes by several people, both young and middle-aged, with their wine glasses in hand. A loud laughing trio of people pass by causing her to feel uneasy. She strides up the steps of the mansion and tries to maintain a high chin and decent composure.
A strong arm suddenly draped around Bonnie's shoulder and she shudders—"Are you bored yet?!" said Damon.
Bonnie exhaled in relief, "Don't do that!" she shouted.
A group of people nearby quickly direct their attention to them. Damon turned towards the stuffy individuals, "Please forgive her, she doesn't get out very often," he says.
Bonnie violently elbows him in the side making him suffice a low groan, "Ouhhh! Is that how you treat a friend?!" he harped.
"No! That's how I treat you," she snuffed.
They continue to walk and talk together, his forearm casually hanging over shoulder. He held her close while she folded her arms anxiously.
Damon smirks, "Look at this place. It's full of rich old farts and dumb college kids." He quickly grabbed a glass of champagne from a tray from on behalf of the wait staff. He began gulping his drink with gluttony, "Hmmmm! I'm only here for you, Elena, and the free booze. Mostly for the free booze," he grins.
Bonnie snickers under his arm, then tells herself they shouldn't be seen so close together. "Get off of me before she sees us in real time," she chimes back.
Damon can only offer a sly grin, "Are you worried she'll find out about the time that we snuggled in bed together?"
Bonnie turned to him with wide eyes, "We were drunk and passed out, that's it!" she exclaims as if there's a guilty conscience in play.
Damon chuckles, "Relax Bon, Elena is happy that you are okay, I'm happy, why aren't you?" he said.
She flashes him with a sense of despair. "I'm back and it feels weird," Bonnie confesses.
"You've been back for what?! Three months now! It can't be that bad," said Damon. He took another sip of his drink.
Bonnie peered over his shoulder in paranoia, she watched loud talking strangers pass them by.
"You need a drink," Damon said while pointing at her with his index finger, which adorned a large ruby diamond silver ring.
"I hate that you know me so well," Bonnie utters.
They enter the spacious mansion, greeted by the great room where most of the fancy guests congregated.
Caroline spotted Damon and Bonnie immediately on sight. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree, she quickly ran over to them wearing a V-cut winter green long-sleeve knee length dress with a conservative split to show a little thigh, paired with pearl earrings.
Damon takes notice of Caroline's overly excited attitude, it always rubbed his dark and sarcastic side the wrong way. He amusingly leans into Bonnie. "Oh look there's blondie," he said dryly. Her hand covered her mouth to briefly to conceal a devious snicker.
Caroline quickly approached with cheerful glee, she reached out to hug Bonnie. "Yes, you made it! I'm so happy. I thought you weren't going to come," she said, squeezing Bonnie tighter than ever.
She vapidly acknowledged her friend's companion. "Damon," Caroline's voice emphasizing non-excitement.
Damon held his champagne glass to his mouth, he raised his eyebrows in the form of a greeting gesture. "Nice event you've thrown here Caroline," he snubbed.
"It's more than just nice Damon, I single-handedly helped plan it. And you have a drink in your hand….shocking," Caroline said dryly.
"Better drunk than to be sober at this cheese fest," he gives his classic fake Damon Salvatore cheesy forced smile. He realizes his glass is empty. "Oh, look I'm out!" he says nonchalantly. "How about that drink Bonnie?!" he looks for an excuse to exit.
"Yes, please I need one," Bonnie begged.
Caroline rolled her eyes while the vampire confidently walked off to find the nearest bar. He even turned the head of a few older woman, whom were most likely married and accompanied with their husbands as dates.
"He hasn't even been here for more than five minutes and he's already getting plastered," Caroline whines.
"That's Damon," Bonnie shrugs, she keeps it simple because simple conversation is the safe route in a time of stress.
Caroline notices her fridge friend's uptight demeanor. "Loosen up, it's a party thrown by yours truly," she gives a cute smile. Her attitude quickly shifted upon thought, "Where's Elena and Stefan?!" she urged with frustration while searching the crowded room. The stern blonde hated when people showed up late to her functions.
Damon suddenly stepped in between Bonnie and Caroline interrupting their conversation, he held two glasses in hand. One was champagne and the other looked like a cup of dark liquor on the rocks. "What is he doing here?" he uttered in low despising tone.
The trio shifted their focus of attention to follow Damon's eyesight.
Bonnie's brimming green eyes widened in horror. She spotted none other than Kai Parker standing at the open entrance double door of the mansion. He abruptly bumped into a side table, distracted by the glitz and glam of the party. He proceeded to wave and smile at a random couple whom watched him awkwardly navigate the scene.
"What is he wearing?! I told him this was formal only," Caroline blurted out.
Kai sported dark denim jeans, a black graphic t-shirt, a canvas dark grey jacket, and some black combat boots. Clearly, he still hasn't parted with the 90s trends. The vintage clothing thing was all the rage, so he fit the part perfectly.
Party guests continued to stare at his odd attire as they passed him by. He clearly stood out from the usual crowd. Nonetheless he smiled boyishly with his hands in his pants pockets with not a care in the world.
"You invited him?!" Bonnie hitched in tone. Her eyebrows perched in anger at Caroline.
"I felt bad for him," she offered her best reply. Caroline began to regret empathizing with Kai. He had a knack for persuasion, and the blonde was a fixer. She saw the potential in things that others couldn't, but now the strain in Bonnie's voice unnerves her.
"Good job Caroline," Damon uttered while taking a sip from the brown liquor, continuing to greedily hold both glasses of alcohol in hand.
He quickly remembered the time that Bonnie scolded him for bringing Kai to meet her at the rave. Even after she specifically declared she had no interest in seeing him whatsoever. He didn't want a reenactment of the aneurism that later happened in her dorm room.
Bonnie's breathing picked up significantly. Her face contorted to discomfort. So she palmed her bare chest to calm herself, but it didn't help. At all.
"Oh my god, Bonnie are you okay?!" asked Caroline.
"Of course she's not okay Ms. Cheerleader! You invited a serial killer to dinner!" Damon retorted loudly.
Bonnie quickly turned around to avoid Kai's eyesight.
Damon wrapped an arm around her back. "Bon-Bon are you okay?!" he already seemed to be tipsy.
Without second thought, Bonnie grabbed the strong brandy that Damon was drinking from. She hastily downed the hard drink to moisten her dry throat and that would hopefully give her courage to make it through the night.
Caroline quickly interjected, "If it helps, Kai wanted to come!" she waived cautiously.
Damon leaned into the she-vampire. "I told you not to do that," he scolded her under low breath.
Bonnie turned to Damon in shock, "You knew about this?!" she asked.
Damon tried to save face, "Caroline kindly came to me about it. I told her no. I said no! Tell him no, he cannot come!" he looked like a transparent fool. He swiveled on his heels to face Caroline in hopes that she'd back up his story.
Caroline's mouth fell open, poorly attempting to explain on his behalf, "He wanted to see you!" she said loudly.
"Will you keep your voice down! We don't want Charlie Manson to hear us," Damon hushed her while wrangling the blonde by the arm. Meanwhile, Bonnie looked as if she was about to suffer a full-blown panic attack.
"Oh no he saw me," Caroline shrieked.
"What!" Bonnie piped.
Damon looked as if he were about to suffer a heart attack. "Blondie fix it!" he demanded.
"Let's walk away and pretend we didn't see him wave," Caroline exclaimed.
"No! No! No! It looks too obvious," Damon said crankily.
"I'm leaving," said Bonnie. Her whole body stiffened while turning in the opposite direction. She didn't know where she was going, but she darted away from the group as quick as possible. She looked over her shoulder to see Kai surfing through the crowd to meet Caroline and Damon.
She quickly went to the other side of the house and down a hallway that led to the next room of party guests.
Bonnie turned her head to look over her shoulder once more to make sure she wasn't being followed. She quickly turned to face forward and found herself bumping into a solid chest—"Whoa! Bonnie."
"Stefan!" she exasperated.
"Are you okay?" he nodded showing his concern. His supersonic hearing could hear the blood flow in her palpating heart.
"Yes. I mean no…I mean?" She couldn't find the right response. Bonnie tries to remain calm, but was doing a horrible job at masking it.
Stefan sensed something wasn't right. He palms her forearms to soothe, head dipped downwards to meet with her eye sight, "Bonnie what's going on?" he said sternly, his piercing unsettling green eyes meet hers with worry.
"Kai is here," she spills before taking a long exhale.
Stefan instinctively looks over her shoulder to spot the familiar face that is nowhere to be found. "Where is he?! I'll find him and make leave," he says firmly.
"No!" her voice jumps. Bonnie tries to level herself. "It's fine. Really. Let me handle this."
"Hey guys!" a dainty voice calls in the distance. Elena prances down the hallway behind them in a floor length sweetheart flowy beige dress. She immediately took notice of the couple's tense demeanor. "What's going on, is something wrong?!" she asks with alarm.
"Kai showed up," Stefan responds.
"Why would he be here? Bonnie are you okay!?" she asks. Now everyone is beginning to sound like a broken record.
"No!" Bonnie snaps. "Everybody keeps asking me that and I'm not okay."
Stefan tries to calm the situation and the flustered witch who was on the brink of a mental breakdown. "If you want to leave, I can take you home," he offers in his usual Stefan Salvatore gentleman-like manner.
Bonnie tries to find a solution to what seemed like an ongoing problem. After all, this wasn't the first time Kai arrived at random. He often and conveniently showed up at places she tended to frequent. He would either find out from word of mouth or just plain and simple stalk her.
She couldn't run forever so she politely nodded to him. "Thank you Stefan, but I'll stay," she says.
Of course, he didn't take no for an answer the first time, so Bonnie reassured them both that she'd be fine if they gave her some space.
She nervously exited the French glass double doors that led to the mansion's outside backyard patio. She escaped the hordes of people that crowded near the doors. Then took safe haven at the deck's balcony for some time to contemplate her unlucky circumstances.
The balcony overlooked the grandeur backyard's perfect and maintained landscape. The lawn is lush green, garden lights glow, and the setting sun fades over the trees horizon.
She took in a few deep breaths and gathered the will to go back inside. She heads for the bar in the grand living space for shelter.
"What is the strongest alcohol you have?" Bonnie desperately asked the well-dressed male bartender with urgency. The drinking made it easier to cope with the bothersome post-traumatic stress.
She darted off to find a crowded area to blend, an icy cold drink in one hand just do the trick.
In her clumsy nature, she awkwardly bumped into an over-sized plant in the corner of the room bringing about unwanted attention. The debacle was sheer embarrassing. "Just leave," she huffs to herself.
A nearby male guest glances at Bonnie as if she had been speaking to him.
"Sorry not you," She snaps, then anxiously sips her strong drink.
The decently attractive man appeared to be in his late thirties. Even dateable perhaps, but that was the last thing on the Bennett woman's mind.
He offered a modest smile, perfect teeth that resembled veneers, "That's okay, these type of functions usually aren't my thing either."
"Is it that obvious that I don't want to be here?" Bonnie smiled in consolation.
"Well you tried hiding behind that plant, so I'd say yes," he joked.
She snickered with relief, the alcohol began to gradually kick-in. His hand extended to introduce himself and she took it with pleasure.
Mid-way through their casual conversation, she spots Kai over the man's shoulder among the sea of faces. Bonnie post-haste lowers her head in shame to avoid being seen.
Kai avidly searched the room as if he were lost. His eye sights luckily found the face he had been looking for. His head veered twice, and his eyes squinted for clarity. He wasted no time approaching.
Bonnie hastily attempts to imprudently end the conversation in the kindest way.
Too late—"There you are Bonster!" Kai exclaimed. He takes it upon himself to invade her personal space as if the inherent memories of stabbing each other never existed.
Bonnie's demeanor turned tense in response to Kai's overbearing presence. "What are you doing here?" she sneered under her breath.
"I'm sorry who are you?" her new male companion interrupts them.
"Where are my manners! I'm Kai. Bonnie's husband," he says proudly with a beaming smile.
Bonnie turns to him with bewildered eyes. Her humiliation must be his entertainment.
The man now looks uncomfortable given that he was subtly flirting with Bonnie. "I didn't know you were married," he tries to humble himself.
Bonnie quickly responds defensively, "We're n"—Kai interrupted before she could finish, "We're newlyweds," he cheekily grins. He wraps a strong arm around her back, then clutches her upper shoulder to bring her close to his body. He grew increasingly dramatic, "We're totally in love and very committed to each other. Aren't we Bon?" he deadpanned.
"Stop it," Bonnie grits thru her teeth. She firmly pushed Kai's arm away.
The man appears baffled by their weird and untimely behavior.
Kai was convincingly territorial and had no tact. "Right. And who are you again?!" he asked rudely.
Before the man could answer, Kai dismisses him because he has no interest in sparking trivial conversation with a man who was most likely taken and, on a mission to get laid.
"My sincerest apologies, but my lovely wife and I are kind of busy," putting extra emphasis in the word "wife" in case the man didn't catch the hint. Like so, the stranger frowned a made an exit.
The siphon turned to face Bonnie, "I thought he was never going to leave. Creep," he states flatly.
"You're the only creep here. Why are you everywhere that I go?" she hissed.
"I missed you too Bon," he chimed. "That's what I thought you'd say, but instead you're doing all this overly complicated stuff. I'm a little wet behind the ears, so can we take this one step at a time," he jokes.
"I mean it, go away!" Bonnie demanded. She walks off with her drink in hand, she downed the fiery liquid within seconds then dropped it on a nearby table.
Kai avidly follows, "Where are you going?! Mind if I join?" he proposed.
"No!" shouted Bonnie. She palmed her forehead in embarrassment and looked downward to avoid the stares of other people.
They entered a secluded hallway were a handful of people passed by.
Kai sobers in tone. "Can we talk?"
She keeps walking as if he's not even there, when she doesn't answer he calls out her name. "Bonnie!"
Her body did a 180 to face him, "You and I have nothing to talk about!" disdain fueled her voice.
"I beg to differ," he says. There was so much he needed to get off his chest for it felt like he was carrying around dead weight.
Bonnie sighs aloud, "If I listen to you for thirty seconds, will you finally leave me alone?"
"Is that anyway to talk to your man," Kai asked with an inclined head.
"You have five seconds now!" she harped loudly.
"Okay, okay!" He quickly caught her drift. "I…I…it's just…" Kai stuttered terribly inlight of being put on the spot.
The words he rehearsed in his head came to a screeching halt as his mind went blank. Bonnie rolls her eyes, planning to walk away.
Kai grabs her by the wrist to stop her. He takes a grand stand before her. He notices her difference in height due to her one inch heels. His orbs flick over her shapely feminine frame from head to toe, until stopping at her glistening green eyes. The fervent affection hits him in the face. "Didn't you miss me?" he innocently asks.
The weight of his words made Bonnie extremely tense and madly speechless. Her true answer, no. But did she hurt like hell, yes.
Kai took small steps forward, backing her into a wall. He palmed the surface to keep her in his small space. His wild eyes knew no boundaries, they danced around to capture her moving orbs. "Bonnie? I asked you a question. This is the part where you answer," his voice is deep and baritone.
She became immensely distracted by his sudden jarring and overly possessive stance, she unintentionally directed her attention to Kai's parted lips.
She shook herself to break the lock of his heated gaze. She folds her arms under her breasts in defense, chin lifted upward. "Go away," she uttered concisely.
Kai took note of her new-found appearance, "I'm going to be really inappropriate because I don't beat around the bush. But that dress makes you look so fucking sexy," his last statement is made with a clarity that makes her knees weak and she dies a little on the inside.
He left his inhibitions at the door and got straight to his immediate thoughts. He doesn't break her harden gaze now turned soft for a second.
Bonnie's mouth parted in distraction, he had an uncanny arousing effect on her. Lips parting, she's about to speak until another voice chimes in.
"Is this psycho bothering you Bon?" asked Damon. He appeared behind Kai in an overly protective stance.
The odd couple continued to crazily stare at one another. "Kai was just leaving," Bonnie said casually, finally coming back from the haze of untamed thoughts.
Kai flashes a lofty grin before winking at Bonnie. He turns to Damon in question, "You've been really helpful lately haven't you?" he said.
"I'm just making sure you aren't accosting her," said Damon, his tone is snarky. He matches the warlock's body language, taking a lazy stride to meet him where he stands.
Kai narrows his eyes, "You didn't tell her did you?" he said, then glances back at Bonnie knowing the certitude will eventually come to light and now was the perfect time.
"Tell me what?!" said Bonnie. She directed her attention to Damon who remained awfully silent. "Damon, what are you not telling me?" she asked.
Damon locked broad eyes with the siphon, silencing everything around him.
Kai spoke with coy expression. "C'mon Damon. Tell Bonnie what happened," he presses.
Damon didn't answer, the words couldn't escape his mouth because he feared the aftermath of it all.
"Damon?!" Bonnie urged loudly. She felt like she was being toyed with.
Damon looked to Bonnie with pitiful and guilt-ridden eyes, "Kai helped you get out of the prison world," he said with resentment.
Kai urged him to finish, "And?!..." he said, the verity of their silence makes his head nod.
Damon sighed, his face held a still constipation. "And!...He risked his life to do so. Kai nearly died trying to save you. That tip you received about Nova Scotia was left because he helped Jeremy, Elena, and I portal jump to the prison world. Liv tried to kill him when it happened," he confessed.
Bonnie looked floored while Kai smiled happily. He gloated in celebration of the withholding of information that could possibly make the universe go in his favor.
She moves closer to Damon and thoughtlessly pushes Kai out of the way while doing so, "Is all that true?" she asked. Her eyes lit something furious.
Damon felt the oncoming Bonnie Bennett scolding. "Yes," he answers poorly, then rushes to finish, "Look before you say anything, I told everyone to not say anything to you because I thought it would cause you unnecessary stress." He was on his last peg for redemption.
"How could you keep something like that from me?!" Bonnie raises her voice to fury and hurt.
Kai folded his arms and interjected himself back into the conversation to stay relevant, "Yeah Damon, how could you keep this information from her?" the pseudo is insulting and deliberately delivered.
Bonnie turned to Kai, "Shut up!" she shouted.
Kai places his hands in the air as a positposition of surrender. Bonnie focused on the shamed vampire once more, "What kind of friend are you?" she states.
She felt a sting of betrayal and embarrassment. Everyone allowed her to walk around thinking she was the key to the puzzle piece. It was the one precedence that didn't make her feel like shit and no one bothered to tell her the whole truth.
She once again felt she couldn't trust the people that she cared about. In her mind, no one cared enough to save her. The watchdog witch Bonnie Bennett, who didn't think twice to protect her friends because they are the only family she has left. So she had to pull thru herself in the prison and that gave her strength.
"He doesn't deserve your sympathy Bonnie. Kai hasn't changed!" Damon went back to the original point.
"But that's not up to you to decide now is it?!...Or anyone else for that matter!" Bonnie argued.
She glared at Kai to utter her final words, "I hate you," she sneered with unstoppable attitude. As far as she was concerned, his pursuit to appear "good" didn't matter. She was fumed and fed up with everyone.
Bonnie stormed off, stomping in her high heels until being out of sight.
Kai patted Damon on the back to console him, the gesture was intentionally mocking.
With his vampire speed, Damon immediately grabbed Kai by the collar of his jacket and pushed him against the wall. "Look what you did you little twerp, you went and pissed Bonnie off! I told you not to say anything!" he growled viciously.
Kai inadvertently lifted his hand and directed it at Damon's head, sending sonic waves of high pitched sound into his brain to attack in full force and with no mercy.
Damon released the warlock, he covered both his ears to block out the harsh loud sound that drove him to the point of insanity. He backed away and gradually kneeled to the ground, his vision started to blur.
"You seem to forget, not only can I siphon magic, I also have my own powers plus the abilities of my late little brother Luke. You wouldn't want to make me angry now would you Damon?!" Kai gloats.
Elena spotted the two and quickly ran to them. "Kai stop!" she demanded. "Everyone's watching!" Suddenly a handful of people witnessed their unruly commotion.
Kai released the mental hold. The angry vampire immediately sought to rush him once more, but Elena quickly jumped in between them in vamp speed. "Damon that's enough!" she shouted.
"You better listen to your little girlfriend Damon," Kai taunts.
Damon's eyes widen to a bulge and his mouth is cinched tight, that façade slowly drops when Elena comes into his eyes sights to quickly ground him. "People are watching," she urged. His vamp features become human again.
Caroline and Stefan show up. He approaches in defense of his older brother, whom always seemed to get himself into trouble. "Is there a problem here?!" he directs his question to Kai.
The siphon arrogantly gawked at Stefan, he was irrelevant and certainly didn't fear taking on two vampires at once. Kai lets his casual gaze roll back to a tight-lipped Damon. His peace-making girlfriend was the only trapping standing in his way.
Caroline appears, now totally flustered because two men can't control their testosterone levels. She tries to diffuse the situation and distract the crowd, "It's okay everyone, please it's just a slight misunderstanding! There are plenty of refreshments and hors d'oeuvres in the ballroom," she waves.
She plays it cool and puts on her best hostess smile, Caroline tries to dissipate the gathering crowd. If the drama caused the party to crash and burn, it would ruin her night. Undoubtably, she had a reputation to protect, female vampire or not.
Kai celebrates the triumph with a wide grin, he walked away from it all unharmed and thought himself to be untouchable. No one had gotten the siphon in a position of weakness ever since he acquired his own powerful magical abilities, something he had never possessed before. Now he was a double threat to his coven and any Mystic Falls vampires that dared to challenge him.
XXX
Kai exits the Lockwood mansion leaving the glitzy party behind. He scans the property to find her with a sense of urgency.
The sky was pitch black, but it wasn't hard to make out the stomping petite honey skin toned woman who was walking down a supercut grass lawn with her high heels in hand, a purse clutch snug under her arm. She heads for the row of cars in search of her vehicle.
He makes haste to desperately run after her. "Bonnie wait!" he yelled.
She continued to walk is if no one was calling her name. When he shouted again, she quickened her pace knowing he was jogging in her trail to play catch up.
Kai spoke clamored and out of breath, dashing in front of her hoping she'd finally stop. "No worries, Damon and I patched things up. Once he sobers in the morning, he'll forget all about it!" he waves. "Did I mention that you look stunning in the dress!" He was completely smitten and repetitive in thought.
"Stop following me Kai!" Bonnie piped without looking his way, then starts speed walking.
She reaches her Prius and frantically searches for the keys in her gold clutch purse. They ended up near a street light, it's warm color encompassed the small area around them, fore they were surrounded by the night's darkness.
Kai jumped into front of her, blocking her pathway to the driver side door. "Look I know you're mad at me," he says.
Bonnie took an ample step forward and looked him in both eyes. "I am more than mad! Unlink us and give me back my magic!" she yells in his face.
At first, he just stands there feeling idiotic. Of course she's going to be livid, he sucked her magic dry for safe keeping. It was the one entity that connected them.
He deflects amusingly, "I can't do that Bonnie. I mean how else will I get your attention?" Their magical bond was anchorage to keep him in her thoughts.
"You're using our magical bond as a form of leverage because you're so hard up. Do you get off on this?!" Bonnie said with cinched eyes, but didn't need an answer.
Kai blushed, he couldn't hold back his flirty smile. Yes. Otherwise, their connection would be broken and she'd have no reason to care anymore.
He switches subjects to avoid the obvious blow out. "I think it was the sex that did this to me. I mean it was really good! Sometimes I can't stop thinking about the time where you"—Bonnie stopped him from speaking any further, "Just quit talking before I slap you in the face!" she snaps.
He told no lies. He hadn't been laid in 40 years, the only thing that came close was his hand, Baywatch and scratchy porn tapes on Betamax.
His eyes roll upward, and he has to chuckle to himself. He gestures so, "Okay come on. Slap me. It wouldn't be the first time and I'm sure it won't be the last."
"I see you still haven't lost your sense of humor," Bonnie folds her arms. "This conversation is going nowhere."
Kai levels with her, "I don't deserve your time of day. I know that." He takes a brave exhale, "What do I have to do to prove to you that I'm sorry?!" he finally gets to the point.
"Go to hell," Bonnie says flatly, tapping her red fingernails against her folded forearm.
Kai smiled at her dark sense of humor, he loved her combative side. He goes back to the subject at hand, "You don't understand, I don't know who I am anymore. All of sudden I feel things that I never use to feel before and I can't shake these thoughts," he said with vagueness. Kai utters a question to himself while rolling his eyes, "Why did Luke have to be so damn sensitive?"
"It wasn't that Luke was sensitive! He was just more human than you, he had morals and he was a good person…unlike you," Bonnie argued.
Kai took in a deep breath feeling like he was about to jump off the San Francisco bridge. And yes, he had done it before just for kicks.
He openly states his feelings, "Bonnie I know all the stuff that I did was wrong before the merge, I just felt nothing after I did those things."
"You mean like the time you raped me!" she exclaimed. Her words sliced the thin veil between them, she wanted Kai to face his demons head on.
His eyelids fluttered in humiliation. His words came out unclear. Kai had no escape route and vindication was out the window. "I…I…" he stammered—Bonnie coldly stops him, her eyes began to water and glaze. "That's what I thought. You used me. You got what you wanted. And then. You. Left. Me…Alone," her voice is rickety, but cut and dry.
Kai swallowed what remained in his throat, not breaking their unnerving eye contact. "Can't you see that it bothers me too?" he pled in low tone.
"I don't care Kai," Bonnie looks away to avoid his prying puppy dog eyes and distressed eyebrows.
"But you do care. You can't sleep at night can you? I know because I can't. All I think about are the cruel things that I did to you. I think about you all the time…and…I just want to fix it," he pled.
Kai takes a step forward, but she backs away in self-defense as if he were about to suddenly attack her.
Bonnie tries to fight the tears from escaping, but all she can remember is the inflicted pain, torment, sleepless nights. Worst of all, she let him sweet talk his way into her pants just to steal her magic, then up and leave. She felt like a naive fool.
She had a look of fear that made Kai's dauting heart pound harder than usual. He knew the amount of damage that was done. Its after effects ate at his inner core and it drove him mad that she refused to hear him out.
Kai reached outward with open palms. "I want to make things right," he uttered pitifully.
"I don't believe you!" Bonnie screamed in distress. The yell was so harsh that it rocked the trees and bats flew from their hideaway. She quickly wiped the single tear that trickled down her cheek.
Kai was stuck looking stupid and deaf, his chest rose and fell with a heightened anxiety. The weight of her feelings came back at him like a thrown boomerang returning to its owner. He remained quiet to let her freely speak.
"This is what you do best, you lie to get what you want!" yelled Bonnie.
He remained in pause mode, looking like a sad excuse of a man that couldn't justify his actions. If his apology couldn't change her feelings about him, he asked himself how could he be at peace with everything else?
Kai's eyes gradually widened while his voice trembled upon disbelief. "Does it not matter that I nearly died trying to save you! I tried to make it right after all that happened."
Bonnie sniffled, forcing herself to become numb. She spoke baring absolute truth, "You're selfish Kai. You only want my apology so you can feel better about yourself. So you can sleep at night without feeling like you're a piece of shit."
Ouch. He fell ill and silent with a dry mouth unable to form words. And she was right.
Bonnie wipes another fallen tear. "Maybe you should have died instead, at least then I wouldn't have to see your face again," she sneers in low tone.
Kai's face overturned in expression revealing his hurt. Her turmoil of emotions hit him in the gut, a feeling worse than death as he was now forced to face emotions that he once could ignore. His conscience weighed heavy, and that was the cost of his actions. Now he sought to ease the ache of rejection, but nothing seemed to work.
Bonnie harshly nudged Kai to move out her way. She inserted the keys into the driver side door, all while ignoring his pining gaze. She slammed the car door shut and that was final.
Kai took a step back to watch her drive away into the night. He stood grounded in the middle of the black concrete street. He didn't know how to process his feelings since they were foreign to him. He could care less about his family not wanting to have anything to do with him. They agreed to cut ties if they left him alone, he made promise.
He didn't expect the wholesome Bennett girl to be the one person to hold his heart hostage. He dared to admit that she was the first to make him feel something other than rage after several years of solitude. It strangely made him feel unequivocally attached to her.
He processed the repetitive notion. If she couldn't believe that he changed, nothing else mattered to him.
XXX
Kai boldly stood at the front door of the vampires' den, he banged on the Salvatore front door until someone answered.
The door opened and there stood Damon. He scowls at the sight of what he saw. The siphon actually had the audacity to show his face. "Oh look its dick head. Sorry we don't want your girl scout cookies, you might have better luck three houses down that way," he said while pointing in another direction.
"Look Damon I need your help," Kai says. He tries to maintain his humility despite the bad blood between them.
"And you need to see a therapist and check yourself into a psych ward!" Damon spitfires. He tried closing the door, but Kai pushed it back open.
"Bonnie still won't speak to me!" Kai chimed desperately. He was at a lost for solutions.
"Gee I wonder why! She won't speak to me either genius! Have you tried stalking her?! I heard that's going well for you," Damon snapped.
Kai responded with petty intent, "This wouldn't have been a problem if you had just told her the truth. Maybe Bonnie see's you for who you really are. A fifthly rotting vampire that can't control his thirst. Please remind me, why does she call you a friend again?!" he says coyly.
Damon smirks, "No, if you weren't such a psycho crazed freak, then maybe Bonnie would like you! I don't see that image of you changing in her mind anytime soon. It took her years to like me, I'm sure it will take an entire lifetime for her to tolerate your incessive and annoying tendencies. Not sorry!" he says with spite, then attempts to close the door on the uninvited guest once more.
Kai reached his boiling point. He pushes the door open with both his physical and magical strength.
Damon wastes no time grabbing a hold of Kai, violently throwing him inside the house with his vampire strength. The warlock went crashing into the dark wood foyer table behind him shattering a flower vase on the hard wood floor.
He quickly got up and settled into an offensive stance, "Come on grandpa! Show me what you've got!" Kai taunted him.
Damon scowls, rushing towards him in vamp speed. He furiously sends a solid packing punch to Kai's jawline. He grabs him by the throat then throws him against the staircase wall causing an indent in the foundation.
Kai chuckles with glee, sporting a bloody lip. The fiasco has been the most excitement he's had in weeks.
Kai pushes him backwards with the help of his magic. Then dislocates Damon's arm with the flick of his wrist causing the vampire to grunt severely.
He laughes at the disfigured body kneeling before him, "Now what were we talking about?! Oh that's right, you intend to help me get Bonnie's forgiveness," he goes on casually.
Damon relocates his arm until there's a sounding crack. Immediately upon his body's healing, he shoves Kai into an adjacent room where he lands into the coffee table. This time destroying its wooden components whole.
Meanwhile Kai tries to catch the last of his breath on the Persian carpet looking pitiful and out of control. Damon stood over top of him, both feet flanking his upper half. He grabbed the warlock by the collar of his utility jacket and raised his fist high to threaten his life. It would only take a few blows to batter his handsome face. "Tell me right now why I shouldn't rip your throat out!? Do you have a death wish!?" Damon yelled, feeling insulted because Kai was toying with him at best.
Stefan vamp speeds into the room, alarmed by the commotion of their fighting, "What the hell is going on!?" he yelled. "Damon?!" he demanded an explanation for all the broken and misplaced furniture.
Kai arrogantly chuckled in Damon's grasp, "Do it. Kill me. You would think that I'd be afraid to die, but you're talking to a man that has killed himself multiple times."
"We're in the real world now, so you better be careful what you ask for," Damon growled back.
With Kai's telekinetic power, he sent a supernatural blow to the vampire's stomach so he could be released. Damon groaned and fell to his side for recovery.
"I just want to talk that's all," Kai said casually, laying on the floor next to Damon. He finally stood to his feet and widened his mouth to ease the discomfort in his jaw. He patted his bleeding lip in consolation.
"Is this your way of proving a point? Provoking people?!" said Stefan. He folded his arms and walked further into the room.
Damon stood to his feet, "It's okay Stefan, psycho boy is just upset because his heart is hurting. Little Bon-Bon won't speak to him," he heaved.
"Okay, help me out then. How can I be a "good" person?!" Kai gestured his digits in the form of air quotation marks. He casually headed for the liquor cabinet to openly invite himself to a drink without permission. He poured a glass of newly bought expensive Bourbon, "I'm new to the normal life, you guys are how old now?!...Old as dirt, so maybe you can give me some advice seeing as how the both of you like to prey on high school girls who aren't even of legal age to consent," he chuckled so.
Damon rushed over to him with supernatural speed, immediately snatching the liquor bottle straight from his hand, "Says the guy who is head over heels in love with a girl young enough to be his daughter. How did you manage all these years without any pussy?!" he asked in amusement. Then took a swig of the dark liquor straight from the glass bottle.
Kai took a seat in a grand red tufted chair sitting by the fireplace. He drank his fiery concoction. "The truth hurts doesn't it Damon?" he said with raised eyebrows.
"What did you do to Bonnie?" Stefan asked defensively, leering at him in suspicion.
Kai swallowed the smooth and dry liquor that burned his throat. He veered into the distance for some time before answering, "What do you think genius? Enough to make her avoid me," he huffed loudly. He leans forward with question, "Tell me how does one apologize without sounding selfish?"
"Lesson one, don't be a jackass!" Damon blurted out.
"You guys are vampires so you know something about how to handle your emotions, am I right?" Kai emphasized with a hint of sarcasm.
"So you are human after all?" said Damon. His rival adversary smiled in return.
Stefan darted his eyes to utter concise words, "I don't know what you did, and it's probably best that you don't tell. Or someone here will end up maiming you," he urged.
"Stefan you know me so well," Damon smiled while holding the liquor bottle by the nose. He peered at Kai with pent up anger seated on the couch across from his foe while Stefan continued to stand.
Damon raised his eyebrows, "What did you expect Kai? Did you think that Bonnie would just run into your arms all willy-nilly and forgive you after you shot her with an arrow, then left her for dead," he stated.
Kai pffs, knowing Damon was naïve to what truthfully happened. He recalled the first attempt to apologize to Bonnie the week she got back from the prison world.
He approached her at the club with Damon as his wing man for some much needed encouragement. His palms were sweaty and his heart raced mightily. Kai opened his mouth, but the right words wouldn't come out. The mere beautiful sight of Bonnie was enough to make him star struck. Suddenly his emotions were heightened and all he could think about was the trauma he caused because it was written all over her shock stricken face.
"I honestly thought she would forgive me and we'd start over," Kai confessed, he was gullible to think the atonement would work in his favor.
"You lying sack of shit!" spouted Damon, he laughed while the rim of the glass parted his lips.
Kai turns serious inlight of his ignorant realization, "It's hard having emotions. Like the time I strangled this taxi driver with my headphones. It was kind of funny watching him choke. I mean I did it because I couldn't pay my cab fare, so problem solved right?…Poor bastard never saw it coming," he shook his head to ponder by his lonesome.
The random confession made Damon and Stefan share odd glances, because the siphon was being genuine in his weird sociopathic way.
Kai grows agitate, "I can't even touch anyone without having that little voice inside my head yelling at me. It's like it won't shut up."
"You need to face your problems instead of running away from them," Stefan declared strongly to level with the situation in the realist way possible.
Damon grunted, "Or you could just down a bottle of bleach. I'm sure Bonnie won't miss you." He grinned from ear to ear.
Kai cupped his chin in thought, speaking only to himself, "The shit keeps me awake at night. I gotta fix this." He falls back into his chair in defeat.
Stefan sighs, ready to give his best words of wisdom, "Look we all have a past, I've done things I'll regret for the rest of my life. Now I have to live with it."
"Ouch! You hear that. That's my heart playing a little violin," Kai chimes sarcastically only to hide his vulnerable side.
Deep down he genuinely sought the vampires help and tried to put all jokes aside. "Okay, I know I'm in no position to ask for this, but I'd really appreciate it if you guys could get Bonnie to see me at least once."
"If you two can act as civil adults, then just maybe you might have a chance to make things right in due time. But we can't make any promises," Stefan was practical about it. The younger Salvatore was always the better brother who didn't let his emotions run him amuck.
Meanwhile, Damon wants to gag at Stefan's heart felt speech.
"Okay. Sounds like a deal," Kai seems satisfied for the moment. "Now how do I get her to talk to me? Let alone be in the same room with her?" he says.
Damon nearly finished the entire bottle of Bourbon. He feels like he's giving advice to a novice 13 year-old who can't keep his jimmy in his pants. "Well your luck is as good as mine. She's mad at me too and Bonnie is good at holding a grudge," he uttered usely.
XXX
Bonnie stepped on damp grounds, crossing the old cemetery in the mid-daylight hours with a cloudy sky over her head.
She adorned chunky black thigh high boots over top of some skinny jeans, a small sweater and a brown leather jacket belted at the waist. She was surrounded by the forest, impatiently waiting in front of a graveyard crypt.
She pulled out her cell phone to anxiously make a call. It rolled to voicemail. "Damon where are you?! I'm here and I've been waiting for more than fifteen minutes," she hung up the phone.
Not a second later, Damon vamped in speed. "Bon-Bon! It's so good to see you. Look I really appreciate you meeting me here. Considering, you know...what happened at the charity event," he acted on his best behavior.
His jet-black hair was spikey, he wore his signature black leather jacket, a white shirt, and some fitted black jeans. Behind him lurked a hesitant Kai. The two men approached with caution knowing the witch would be upset.
"What is he doing here!?" Bonnie chimed, while Kai remained humbly silent with his hands in his coat pockets.
"Relax Bonnie, he's not going to bite you…Are you Kai?!" Damon puffed.
"Unless you want me to," Kai answered, he winked at her as if they shared an inside joke. Only she rolled her eyes in repay before looking away.
"This was all a set up, I should have known," she continued. Her first thought was to escape the madness of their debauched get-together.
Damon sighed aloud, "Go ahead Casanova." He motioned his head to Kai, encouraging him to get on with his plan.
The warlock approached with his guard down. "Ummm…I…," there he was again stuttering and choking up. He grew increasingly nervous by Bonnie's tense stance. Her arms folded so with indifference. "I thought about what you said and I want to give you your powers back," he rest assured.
Bonnie's scowled expression turned to relief, but slightly hindered with suspicion. "Really?" she stated dryly.
Kai nodded his head with sincere eyes, meanwhile, Damon smiled knowing that she would be unable to stay mad at him forever. Mission accomplished he thought.
The siphon extended his hand hoping Bonnie would let him come in contact. After contemplating for some time, she inclinedly followed grabbing his right hand looking apprehensive.
Kai pauses when their hands touch, the corners of his mouth went upwards in favor of a trademark smile. Her touch was charging and hot, different in contrast to the other times before. It was the first time they came in contact since the prison world.
Bonnie grew impatient, she glanced over at Damon who wore a big grin on his face. Then looking back to Kai who was already staring at her in admiration as if he forgot what he was originally tasked to do.
"Hurry up and do it Kai!" Bonnie demanded in the middle of their awkward threesome moment. She was worried that Damon would see right thru her rickety feelings for the siphon.
"This may hurt a little," Kai nods his head to reassure her. He reached for her other hand. They stood face to face. His intense eyes pierced Bonnies while giving specific instructions, "Close your eyes and concentrate," he told her.
Kai's eyelids shut while he began to chant. Bonnie listened to his words carefully, upon her natural knowledge of magic. She memorized the chant after hearing it only twice, then repeated his words carefully.
A gust of wind formed around them brushing up fall colored orange, red, and brown leaves.
Their locked hands lit red hot. Bonnie could feel Kai's magic surge through her being, feeling alive and at one with everything around her.
She instinctively opens her eyes upon knowing her magic was back to its rightful owner. And there stood a grinning Kai as they continued to hold hands in fascination of the successful transference. Now the couple were caught in the euphoric spell of joining their magic.
"Hello, I'm still here! Is it done yet?!" interrupted Damon. He sensed their contact was a little too close for his liking. Their stagnant staring made him extremely uncomfortable and dare to say. Jealous. Although he'd never admit it to himself nor say it out loud for anyone to hear.
Bonnie blinked her eyes several times to clear herself of the connection. "Stop trying to enter my mind," she whispered to the warlock.
Kai smiled something devious, "I couldn't help it," he confessed. He playfully squeezes her hands. She tries to pull away, but he wouldn't let her.
Her scowling expression suddenly turned to flush rosy cheeks. She hadn't experienced such an overwhelming supernatural feeling in eons. Kai deliberately left a telepathic imprint in her mind, a common element between witches when they bonded their magic.
"Guys!" yelled Damon who once again felt invisible.
Bonnie abruptly pulled her hands away. Her cryptic distraction now broken so she took a few steps back. All the while, Kai was still bewitched by her ever-so pretty presence.
Without warning, Bonnie raised her hands. Directing one towards Kai and the other in Damon's direction. She penetrated their minds with high-pitch shock waves. The whining men covered their ears, stumbling back and forth whilst she controlled the threshold of their pain.
The extraordinary power inflated her sense of self-worth and she was ready to freely wield it and release the pent up anger.
She soon ceases Damon's mental hold, then directs all her hexing on Kai.
The siphon yells out, aloud, clutching the hairs on the sides of his head. He kneels before Bonnie in agony. She scowls in the form of revenge, then amplifies the deadly spell to focus solely on him. She balls one hand into a fist causing Kai's throat to close making him claw at the dirt for oxygen.
"Bonnie stop!" Damon shouts, he's still recovering from the after effects. When she doesn't respond, he continues to plead. He knew she would likely kill Kai in that moment and most likely regret it, "Bon-nie!" he yells with bass in his voice this time.
She breaks the enigmatic trance, glaring at Kai who was weakly laid out in the dirt. He coughs excessively in relief for the much-needed air.
She smirks in return, satisfied with the results and accuracy of her acquired power. "I was just testing my magic to make sure it wasn't a trick," she simply says with a cold grin.
Kai broke into hysterical laughter in between coughs. He sighed loudly while gathering himself to sit upright, "I should have saw that one coming," he uttered out of breath.
"What did this freak do to you Bon?!" asked Damon. "Do you want me to kill him. He's annoying as all hell. Just say the word and I'll do it." And his word was solid as stone if she gave him the green light.
"Nope, he'll suffer on his own," said Bonnie, she stared down at the warlock with intense hatred. Kai locked eyes with her knowing it was just and right on her part.
Damon laughs briefly, "Watching you two is like watching 'The Young and the Restless'. Christ, you two are worse than a mediocre soap opera. Did you two fuck in the prison world or what?!" he said brazenly.
Bonnie grew defensive instinctively, it cut a weird tension in the air. Her head darts in Damon's direction, "How dare you! I can't stand Kai let alone to have him touch me," she shuts down any accusations despite it being half-truth.
Kai flashes a sly smith because he knows she's an absolute good liar.
Damon was tired of their coded language. "Okay come on Bon, let's go", he says while motioning his hand to have him follow her.
"No! I'm not going anywhere with either of you!" Bonnie snapped. "I got what I wanted. Now both of you. Leave-me-alone!" she was quite clear. "And don't go asking me for help either Damon or I'll burn your eyes out!" she threatened.
Damon's eyes grew broad, he hadn't expected Bonnie to be so cruel.
Kai sat forward with his elbows rested upon his knees to watch the drama unfold between what was supposed to be two besties making up.
He swore this wouldn't be the last time he would see Bonnie Bennett. And for the first time in a long time, he didn't feel compelled to fight her back.