This is my first fanfiction, so please don't be too harsh.

DISCLAIMER: As much as I would like too, I don't own TVD/ Vampire Diaries, or any of the characters. So enjoy this is a Bonnie Bennett fanfiction, and it has trigger warnings. Violent, dark thoughts are expressed.

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The sharp cold winds slammed into Bonnie's petite body rapidly. Clutching onto herself she shivered relentlessly in the cold that seemed to breathe down her neck. The sweet smell of oaks and pines surrounded the courtyard.

The yellow and red painted leaves floated sharply through the air, in this cold autumn day. Inhaling the crisp air, her eyes flash around the courtyard searching for the girl once more. Stomping her small foot in frustration she glared at the cement floors.

She had asked for her help, the least she could do was be here on time. Bonnie fumed inwardly, she didn't have time for this, and she could be studying for that test she failed and has to makeup. But instead she's waiting for some person who she greatly dislikes to come visit her.

"Bonnie," The posh voice called, her thin pale arms crossed over her chest. The cold weather seemingly not affecting her in anyway.

"Rebekah, what do you want?" Bonnie finally asked, she was tired of Rebekah constantly caging her whenever she was alone. Her tired eyes, looked over Rebekah. She wore a fashionable jacket, which Bonnie doubted she needed. With skin tight dark colored blue jeans and black furry boots.

Rebekah pursed her lips, not impressed with the girl's attitude. Lifting her chin up slightly, before a smirk painted itself on her pink lips.

"I need your help."

Bonnie was momentarily stricken. Out of all the things she had expected Rebekah to say, this certainly was not it. Bonnie couldn't hold back the loud outburst of laughter that flowed from her.

Rebekah narrowed her beautiful blue eyes dangerously at the laughing form of Bonnie. Growling under her breath she glared, "This is serious." Rebekah huffed.

Bonnie wiped an imaginary tear away from her eyes, "Why on earth would I help you?"

Rebekah smiled a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

"Because we can both help each other."

Bonnie frowned, staring at the platinum blonde like she was crazy, "What do you have that could possibly help me?"

Rebekah circled Bonnie, almost predatorily, " Oh Bonnie…Naive little Bonnie"

Bonnie stood taller, her defenses immediately shooting up. Rebekah came closer to her from behind. Bonnie's back to her. Bonnie could feel Rebekah move closer to her, almost touching her but not quite.

"Bonnie, tell me how many times have you hung out with Elena this week?"

Bonnie opened her mouth to speak when Rebekah continued, "Where her life wasn't the main topic."

Bonnie's mouth shut abruptly. She hated how Rebekah thought she could understand her. Bonnie knew she would never be the center of focus because she wasn't like Elena. Elena was beautiful, everyone could see that. But poor little Bonnie was just average, nothing more nothing less.

But she'd be damned before she let some pesky, over confident, blonde original play on her insecurities.

"Cut to the chase, Rebekah," Bonnie spit her name sourly.

"I need you to find something for me," Rebekah said vaguely, she looked uncomfortable with the topic. Almost like any real teenage girl talking about sex when they were still a virgin.

"Something?"

Rebekah sighed, "Okay, someone."

"Why?"

Rebekah's body tensed, and her glare sharpened at Bonnie. A defense Mechanism, Bonnie realized. Bonnie didn't push the subject, despite her urgings to do exactly that.

"No." Bonnie said abruptly, as Caroline exited the school looking at Bonnie and Rebekah with a worried expression. Her steps became slightly faster and her gaze stayed locked with Rebekah's form. Rebekah didn't acknowledge Caroline's blunt stare.

Rebekah leaned closer to Bonnie, "I can give you recognition."

Bonnie froze momentarily, watching the blonde original disappear from sight with her speed. The words Rebekah said played again in her mind. Recognition.

Honestly she knew she hadn't received a lot of that, but she couldn't betray her friends by helping her with whatever she needed. Could she?

Bonnie instantly pushed her thoughts down. Rebekah is evil. She is a vampire, she has killed hundreds, maybe even thousands. Helping her would be betrayal, or at least her friends would see it like that.

Bonnie knew it was wrong, so why was that single word repeating in her head. Like a mantra, an annoying commercial song that no matter what you can't forget.

"Hey Bonnie, what was the she-devil doing here?" Caroline asked a small glare pointed at the place where Rebekah had been standing.

Bonnie shook her head, she'd rather not talk about it. Caroline looked at Bonnie worriedly, but otherwise didn't push the subject.

"Okay..." Caroline said, she looked around awkwardly before grabbing the witches forearm and dragging her inside the school.