Bonnie felt exhausted. She had spent the whole night at the hospital next to Caroline's bed, until her dad who was working as the Chief of Surgery in the hospital threw her out. The surgery went well. Even though Bonnie knew that she was going to make it, she still almost cried out of happiness.
Caroline was a fighter, she has always been. Once in kindergarten a boy pulled at Elenas hair and called her ugly (years later he admitted that he had a crush on her, like everyone else), but then Caroline stepped in and punched every inch of his face she could reach.
Yes, Caroline survived this whole horrible night, but someone else didn't.
Tyler's dad, Mayor Lockwood, was dead. Bonnie heard how Tyler talked with his mother over the phone. A few minutes later she arrived at the hospital. Even after hearing the shocking news of the death of her husband she still looked like she was ready to attend an important gala or party.
Bonnie didn't feel bad for her. In her opinion she was still a bitch. Her dead husband wasn't better in his life time. Bonnie watched him and Tyler often enough to know that Mr. Lockwood wasn't the perfect loving father as he pretended to be.
When Tyler and his mother left the hospital, Bonnie looked at Tyler. She didn't care about his mother, but she cared about him. Even though he was a jerk, aggressive and screwed almost every girl in their school, he was still the guy she used to be good friends with until 7th grade.
She wanted to talk to him, but she had no idea what to say. When her Grams died, she didn't care about what other people said to her. Maybe Tyler felt the same way. Besides she wasn't in the condition to put up with Carol Lockwood's fake smile and words.
Bonnie closed her bedroom door and fell onto her bed. She needed sleep so badly. The spell which saved Damon cost her much energy. She knew what could happen to a witch, if she was using to powerful spells with not enough energy. Grams death was a constant reminder.
'Grams.'she thought sadly.
She didn't cry. She cried enough the last weeks. She swore herself never to cry again. Crying was a sign of weakness. And now wasn't the right time to be weak. Not with Vampires in town.
Stefan and Damon were dangerous. She hated them. First she thought it was because of Grams.
But then she came to the conclusion that it wasn't their fault. Stefan wanted Damon out of town and Damon wanted Katherine, the love of his life(who apparently didn't want him).
None of this two forced Grams to open the tomb. It was her decision. The real reason why she hated this two, were the attacks. On Caroline, her and other innocent people. That was something she could never forgive.
Damon used Caroline as his own little, living blood bank and attacked her because Emily possessed her body against her will to destroyed his precious crystal. He almost killed them both. Not to mention the people he has already killed.
And then there was Stefan. There was a time when she really liked Stefan. He saved her so many times and he made Elena happy, but he was still a vampire.
When she came back to Mystic Falls she blamed him for Grams death, but then she discovered something which was way more disgusting. His face full of human blood and so out of control...
A Monster. She could never accept someone like them.
Helping Stefan to save Damon was maybe a fault. Bonnie was unsure. Damon apologizing to her yesterday came all of a sudden. Who would have thought that he even knew a word like this? Her mother used to say that everybody deserves a second chance, that meant also demons like Damon.
She sighed.
Bonnie knew how much Elena loves the brothers. And she didn't want to break her heart.
Speaking of Elena...Bonnie was on her way to Elena when she got a call from Matt about Caroline and the accident.
Crap, it was 9 am in the morning and the only thing she wanted to do right now was sleeping, but she had to talk to Elena about the device. She saved many people, but she lied to Elena, her best friend and sister. With a sigh she got up.
10 minutes later she arrived at Elena's house. She knocked at the door. No response.
Usually Jenna would open the door and invite her to breakfast which she would politely decline,since she knew enough about Jennas cooking ability's. She knocked again but this time louder.
Bonnie waited a few minutes before she took the spare key which was under a pot plant on the porch to open the door. She didn't like to use the key, but it was important. And she was sure that the others didn't mind.
She immediately walked up to Elena's room, but the room was empty.
'Maybe she is at the boardinghouse,'she thought.
She went downstairs and was just about to leave when she heard her name.
"Bonnie?" Elena came from the kitchen ."What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to talk with you about something." Bonnie said."But where are Jenna, John and Jeremy?"
"They are in the hospital," Elena said."Jeremy and John don't feel so well. But lets sit down. I'm so happy that you came."
She dragged Bonnie to the living room. A sudden familiar pain ran through Bonni and she let go of Elena's hand.
"Who are you?"Bonnie whispered."Because you are not Elena. Elena would be with Jeremy at the hospital and Elena is not a vampire!"
The girl laughed. The laughter sounded not at all like Elena's. Elena's laughter was deeper and contagious. The laughter was higher, clearer and very cold.
"I'm impressed little Bennett. You seem to be more powerful then your granny was in your age."
"WHO ARE YOU!, Bonnie shouted furiously.
The girl stopped laughing.
"We haven't officially met. I'm Katherine."
