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A/N: I wasn't going to write this because there are so many good ones already up that basically covers emotions I would think Bonnie would have. Then I thought what the hell, so here is my spin and the ending is very interesting to say the least. As I was writing Kat's quote about Bonnie not really holding grudges or not being a vengeful type person stuck in my head so that influenced the ending. Reviews are love even the nastiest ones lol. Without further ado enjoy =).
"Something Wicca This Way…"
Bonnie sat tearfully on her bed as she waited for her mother to take that first breath of undead air. Everything seemed so surreal the Originals should have been dead. Just thinking about her mother turning into the one thing she could never fully accept pained her heart. Sure they weren't on good terms, but Abby was still her mother and as much as she hated her leaving she still loved her.
Pushing back a tendril of Abby's hair another tear slid down her cheek. If she had never went looking for her than none of this would have happened. All her mother wanted was a normal life now she would never get that. A part of Bonnie felt this was some sort of sick karma coming to her mother for abandoning her for selfish reasons, but she quickly pushed the shameful thought away. She wouldn't wish vampirism on her worst enemy, and the guilt of the situation was eating at her. Someone else in her family died on her hands because once again she'd do anything for Elena.
A couple more minutes passed and she heard Caroline still trying to convince a stubborn Elena to leave. She thanked the heavens for Caroline because she honestly didn't trust herself to face Elena right now. Her emotions were going every which way and she probably would hurt her; because a part of her felt that this was Elena's fault. If she would have just stayed out of it Klaus would be gone and everyone would be safe. At that thought her eyes flashed back to Abby and the more she stared at her lifeless body the more pissed she got. She felt the familiar strumming of her powers just beneath her caramel skin and leapt out of the bed.
She was done being the "go to" witch. She was done letting everyone walk over her and being used. Done with people playing God at the expense of her family, and her so-called friends disregarding her feelings. In a way she was the epitome of the saying "nice guys finish last," and you know what no more Mr. nice guy. Bonnie knew that when it came to Elena that they would do anything to protect her, and that was okay. But to think that they cared so little about her was what really hurt. She couldn't really call Damon and Stefan friends; but when it came to getting things done they were a team and to be treated like collateral damage was a big slap in the face.
Her body became hot as pictures on the wall began to shake. She grabbed her blazer and keys angrily and made her way to the door bumping right into Caroline.
"Bon? Are you okay where are you going?" Caroline asked worriedly.
Bonnie wasn't in her right state of mind anymore the only thing buzzing on her radar was revenge. She looked at Caroline and cocked her head to the side a smirk in place.
"Bonnie please-" Caroline started uneasily.
Bonnie waved her hand over Caroline before murmuring the words sleep Caroline, and made her way out the door. She had places to go and people to see, it was going to be a long night.
Bonnie drove erratically to the entrance of the woods leaving a trail of dust behind. Jumping out of her Prius she made her trek into the dark forest. When she made it to her destination she looked on the ground at the remains of the ritual. This all could have been over she kept thinking in her mind. Her eyes darted back to the house her rage boiling back up at those back stabbing bitches.
She flicked her hand opening the door with so much force it broke through the wall. The whispers started as she walked into the decrepit house.
"How could you!" she screamed over their loud whispers causing the old house to shake.
"What happened to protecting our own." she mocked the dead witches.
"How could you let them do this to her." she yelled furiously causing a spark to ignite in the corner of the house. "You were suppose to protect us!"
"I hate you!" she screamed as the fire began to engulf the mansion. "You will pay."
Bonnie heard the anguished screams from the 100's of dead witches but she didn't care. She was done being loyal to people who didn't give a damn about her. She snapped her fingers as more fire began to over flow thru the house. A satisfied smile came over her as she made her way back to her car humming "burn baby burn."
One down two more to go.
She swerved into the boardinghouse driveway strutting to the door. She blasted the door open not even bothering to knock and made her way to the sitting room where she found Stefan. He immediately sat his drink down and attempted to speak.
"Shut up!" Bonnie hissed throwing him into an adjacent wall. "I don't want to hear it."
"Bonnie…" he groaned. "We didn't have a choice."
Bonnie raised her hand pinning him to the wall. Squeezing his neck with her powers. He squirmed under her power and began choking.
"I said shut up." she stated through clenched teeth.
Stefan growled vamping out as he felt the dead veins in his limbs burning as if he was being filled with vervain. Then the real pain started as his blood vessels began popping over and over again in his head.
"Bonnie this isn't you." he coughed out. "You don't want to do this."
"What can I say Stef…sometimes a witch just snaps." she trailed off as she shot more vervain into his body causing the vampire to scream.
"I begged you." she said as a tear rolled down her eye. "I trusted you Stefan."
A tear rolled down Stefan's face at the hurt that reflected on hers. Emily Bennett's words playing over and over in his head, like salt being rubbed in a wound.
Just as she was about to put the nail in Stefan's coffin a cool breeze pushed past her and she felt herself being thrown than pinned to a wall. She gasped as her green eyes met Damon's wild ice blue ones.
"Leave Stefan!" he yelled at his baby brother who had fell to the floor limply.
"Damon-" he protested.
"Now!" Damon barked still pressing Bonnie to the wall. "I'll take care of the witch." he hissed, eyes never leaving Bonnie's. Stefan sped out and into the woods praying he would see his brother when he returned.
Bonnie narrowed her eyes. "If you want to die first fine." Bonnie said unfazed.
"I'm the one you're mad at, I'm the one who did it not Stefan." Damon reasoned.
Bonnie laughed humorlessly at his attempt at selflessness. He couldn't be serious right now.
"Does it always have to be about you Damon? You're so vain." her words dripping venom.
Bonnie settled those mossy green eyes on him giving him an aneurysm. Damon dropped to his knees wincing.
"Who the hell are you to tell me how to feel? Yea you were the one who went through with it but he let you. Tonight he showed me his true colors." she said intensifying his aneurysm.
"He may fool everyone else, but under that harmless façade he is just as ruthless as you." she bit out dangerously close to Damon's face. "And I won't be fooled by either of you again."
Damon taking advantage of the proximity flipped Bonnie to the hardwood floor red-rimmed eyes blazing.
"Listen little witch-"
Bonnie used her power to push Damon off of her sending him careening into a wall. Damon groaned at the contact glaring at Bonnie.
"No you listen I will not be your slave anymore." she flicked her finger making a laceration appear on Damon's torso laced with vervain. "I will not be used and abused for the like of you and your treacherous brother anymore." she flicked her finger again, Damon howled as a scar appeared on his neck.
He sped to her pinning her hard against the wall with all the strength he could muster.
"It was a no win situation Bonnie! Would you have really wanted Elena to die? Because I'm pretty sure you'd still be on your little witchy rampage to light our asses on fire if we had. It was the only way where we could guarantee that no one got hurt!"
"Stop lying to yourself!" she screamed gracing his beautiful face with two more vervain scars. "Someone was hurt. Someone just as important as everyone else. So stop trying to absolve yourself of guilt. Stop convincing yourself that as long as its done for Elena than its okay because its not!"
Damon's eyes began to water as the vervain started flooding further into his system. He dropped down to his knees and Bonnie took the opportunity to impale him with a poker from the fire place.
"I mean could you and Stefan not had distracted Elijah and the rest for one fucking minute so we could go through the ritual! Why Abby! Why didn't you just turn me?" she yelled as tears slid down her flushed cheeks. "She didn't deserve this."
"It couldn't be you Bonnie you know that!" he choked out angrily.
"Why because it would ruin your chances with Elena?" she bit out bitterly breaking a leg from the coffee table. "Like she wouldn't forgive you eventually."
"You know it's more than that" he glared snatching the wood from her hands.
Bonnie felt her anger flare back up and before she could stop herself she pounced on him pounding away. She knew her punches were probably in vain, but it was doing wonders for her frustration. Damon lied still under the furious witch taking every punch and kick she threw out. He deserved it after what he did and he knew it. Bonnie would never let on, but he knew he'd hurt her feelings. And for that he felt guilty as hell.
"You bastard! Don't make it seem like you care. If you cared anything about me than my mother wouldn't be in that bed right now. I just… I can't. I'm done, how many more people have to die Damon, for one to live." she sniffled defeated.
Damon grabbed her small fists and stared into her eyes. "I'm sorry that you're hurting right now; but I'm not sorry for what we did. If I had to choose between you, Abby, and Elena again; I'd choose Abby every time because she is nothing to me." he said with every bit of conviction that his intense blue eyes showed.
Bonnie snatched her fists away and delivered one more punch to Damon's face this time using her magic. He winced as she got off him grabbing her discarded jacket and keys and headed for the door.
"Bonnie." Damon called weakly still from the floor.
She stopped her movements but still didn't face him.
"We were…" he stumbled on his words. "Something's happening between us I know you feel it, or else you wouldn't be so disappointed in me right now." he said softly.
As nonchalant and uncaring Damon seemed to be he did value his "relationship" with Bonnie. They weren't best of friends but they had come a long way since trying to kill each other. In recent months they had gotten closer and built an understanding and when the hate went away something else had start bubbling.
Bonnie's jaw ticked at his words and her hands clenched into fists. She did care about Damon probably more than she should on some level, but after tonight none of that mattered anymore. She would never be able to forgive any of them, and she was no way near ready to make nice.
"Whatever we had Salvatore." she emphasized. "Died the moment you snapped my mother's neck." she said brokenly shaking her head.
Once she made her way to the foyer and opened the door, she turned back facing the vampire.
"This isn't over." she whispered harshly slamming the door.
Okay that was my take. It didn't turn out as good as I wanted, but hey it'll do lol. Hope you guys enjoyed it thanks for reading.
