Save me

Summary: One-shot at a rave. Bonnie dances flirtatiously with a guy and Kai comes and gets insanely jealous of them while Bonnie deals with the growing darkness inside her.

The alcohol burns in her throat thickly, but she still downs the shot without pause. She'd become a nocturnal creature lately, burning bright in the darkest shadows of the night. The brightest day of the week burned her like light burned a vampire; she would rather sleep the day away and wake up to sun leaving the sky. Elena and Caroline would pass each other concerned looks, but thankfully kept choice words like depression and post traumatic stress to themselves. Thankfully all of her friends had stopped trying to intervene. So, before the first few fall outs begin she decided to visit raves in other towns so that there would be fewer worried glances or questions.

Someone's arms encircled her waist, moving her against the tide of bodies around them. Bonnie didn't bother turning around or trying to move out of his gentle grasp. Even though she ached to be touched all those months alone in the prison world, this closeness felt almost surreal. Her limbs stretch and shift awkwardly as her body tried to familiarise itself with the physical sensation of someone touching her. As long as his hands remain in neutral territory she had no problem allowing him to bend and twist her to the beat of the music. It was almost reviving after the fight she had with Damon on the phone.

He wanted her to see Kai again. Correction, he wanted her to speak to Kai or in his words '...the idiot just wants two minutes of your time Bonnie, come on...'

She always cuts him off before he could finish. The sharp pain of betrayal feels so physical that it's lodged itself under her ribs somewhere like a dull ache, or maybe it's the audacity of Damon's assumption that she'll succumb to his wheedling tone after everything she's already been through.

That bastard!

Her need to suddenly scream her head off in the middle of a rave is so visceral that her skin breaks out into goosebumps from the effort to keep it bottled up so tight. But the angry, panicky feeling passes after a few songs and she smiles lazily, keeping her eyes closed to the claustrophobic atmosphere because she finds the smoke and laser cluster of lights a little too threatening; they remind her of oncoming traffic under heavy fog. Instead, she focuses on the beat of blaring music and way the ground under her vibrated with various swaying bodies all around her and the awareness of warm hands comfortingly caressing her midsection and her neck inducing a soothing trance she willingly welcomed.

She's aware of Kai's arrival without having to turn around. He's been sitting near the bar with his folded self consciousness for the last thirty minutes glaring at her and her nameless dancing companion like a petulant child whose mother has abandoned him for date. At least she's no longer breaking out into hives every time she sees him.

It's all become some twisted joke without a punch line because they've been playing this game for a while now; him trying to talk to her and her cold indifference to his pain.

He's been following her around town for weeks now after her self ascertained reclusiveness from her friends. Her heart is cold with restrained fury she longed to release on him, but then Damon reminded her that she could end up killing Jo, Liv and anyone else who was a part of Kai's coven. Just when she's ready to descend into murderous madness they tell her she's not allowed to even though Kai Parker ignites the darkness in her heart.

God she hates them, all of them.

The music changes and so does her indifferent demeanour as she registers the strangers hand grazing her thigh and it emboldens her rather than angering her. A few weeks ago she almost burned someone for doing that.

Kai's expression shifts uncomfortably at the change in her and she thinks torment doesn't always have to be physical as she moves her hips seductively against the warm body holding her. Her arms move deliriously trying to mould herself into the sensual embrace. Her dancing companion wasn't bad looking either she noted once she finally turned to face him. He was a pretty, unforgettable, college face with clammy palms. She touched his hair and pulled him closer muttering soft words of encouragement, while Kai grew visibly upset. Even from the corner or her hazy view she could tell he was colouring... his lips were set in a thin line watching her move with maddening intensity. For a minute in the haze of coloured lights and smoke he looked almost ...murderous.

She smiled a big old smile when she felt the college boy's erection press against her and pushed past him, caressing his arm with silky prowess, 'Let's get a drink...I'm thirsty.'

College boy followed her mesmerised.

Playing coy or hard- to-get has never really been her thing. This was more like Caroline, she knew how to hook the boys and leave them high and dry without even trying and here Bonnie was playing the town 'tease' and it felt dirty and deliciously wrong. Young Brian or Tim moved with her through the heated crush of the crowd and she sidled past Kai's hunched shoulders, feeling angry magic swirl in an aura around him as she approached.

She felt his narrowed eyes taking in her profile at the bar while college boy poured tequila shots for both of them. She even turned her head in Kai's direction for an instant letting him drink in her smirk and her filthy coyness before she turned and entwined arms with her enamoured suitor and knocked back her shot and smiled unburdened as the tequila burned going down because before her lips could touch the rim she noticed Kai's large knuckles clench around his glass of oblivion. The bottle of tequila explodes near college boy and he looked around wildly shaken. 'What the hell-!'

She rolled her eyes letting him palpitate unkindly by her side over the development as Kai stood up and towered over her, the rage plain enough over his features, with his teeth clenched, 'Enough Bonnie!' in the same breath, he makes a flicking gesture at her companion, 'you should leave...now.' He doesn't move and Kai's eyes flash murderously from her to the oblivious youth. The dark shadows under his eyes only adding to his menace.

'I said leave!' College boy looks between them apologetically as if he's encountered a bickering couple and makes a beeline for the dance floor without her. What a weasel.

She doesn't cower or recoil because they've been doing this dance for weeks now; him shadowing her and her putting on a show for him, and she's glad she's managed to push him over the edge some more. She knows he craves her attention, her forgiveness, but tonight proves what she's known since he laid eyes on her in prison world. He wants her. He wants her completely. His expression doesn't hunger just for her approval, but it longs for something more intimate. She's laughs at him then, spraying him with her ridicule.

'How dare you...!' She spits out with barely contained contempt. She was not allowed to kill him, there was no rule that said she couldn't tear him to shreds with her words. 'You have no right to follow me around... ' She leaned in closer to him in her drunken stupor, smelling whiskey and smoke, 'You're lucky I haven't killed you yet...if you try to come near me again, I will burn you down to the ground without caring about who it kills!'

The venom in her voice seems to snap him out of his rage because his expression softens and he suddenly looks like a kicked puppy and Bonnie has this raging urge to shake him. She didn't want to deal with this apathetic mess, she wanted to deal with the cocky, murderous version of him. His newly awkward mannerisms almost made her doubt previous months events in the prison world even happened.

He staggers back out of her personal space and she pulls away from dancing bodies, stalking to the backdoor without looking back at him.