Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello
If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken
Hello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry

a/n: just before i begin there is a few things that need to be said firstly this is going to be a Bonnie centric story. Secondly she is not a witch but she the supernatural world does exist. This Bonnie might is OOC but will have some of the characteristics of the Bonnie we know and love. I have to say that this story is going to be dark and it will be based on the evanescence album: the open door. I know i probably should be starting any new stories but i really can't help it i will try and update all the stories am neglecting.

She sat in the silent room alone as she stared into the mirror. Her hands moved the brush through her hair in a robotic manner, she was totally disconnected. It was different to how she had imagined it, her eyes remained completely dry. She felt no emotion and her eyes were completely vacant. She put on the outfit her mother had laid out for her, a black long sleeved knee length dress. She sat on her bed with the curtains' still closed. The clock was indicating it was now 10 am. Only an hour and hell would begin.

Sorry for your loss. What does it mean ? When you loose something is there not a chance you can find it? Why do people apologize for something you have lost. Is it their fault ? When you apologize you are acknowledging your mistakes. Maybe it is their fault or maybe its your own. She sat in the reception room as person after person came to apologize for her loss. The guilt was starting to set in. It was no one's fault but her own, why should they apologize for her mistakes. No one was to blame but her. She had been convinced it had set in. That she was gone but she was wrong. Seeing the coffin before her eyes changed it all. She was really gone. Never coming back, that scene was what had brought her back to reality. She wasn't lost, she had never been lost. She was dead. Dead, dead dead. As in never coming back dead. How could this have happened. This was never supposed to happen, not to them. They had their whole lived planned out. This couldn't happening. She had hoped many times this was a dream. No not a dream, a nightmare one she could not wake from.

The tears began to seep through her closed eyes. A part of her expected her to be there to wipe the tears away but when she opened her green orbs the scene before had not changed. She was in a room filled with people but she had never been so alone. She would always be alone forever. Without her it was pointless. This had been her fault. Memories of that day still haunted her, in her dreams and reality. There was no escaping it. She got up and headed for the bathroom, they couldn't see her this way. She didn't want their sympathy and apologies for her "loss"

She stood before yet another mirror staring at her reflection. This was the closest she felt to her, when she looked in the mirror it was almost as if she was looking right at her. More tears rolled down her cheeks. She felt like she was suffocating, breathing became harder by the second, the walls were closing in around her. She quickly threw some water on her face in the hope to cool herself down but it didn't seem to work. Her breaths were now shallower and faster. She held onto the sink for support suddenly feeling dizzy. She touched her nose her nose and brought her fingers up to her eyes. They were covered in a redy brown liquid. Blood. More dripped from her nose to her mouth. She could taste the rich salty liquid. She panicked even more. What was happening to her? She collapsed on the tiled floor beneath her.

She opened her eyes to familiar surrounding. She was laying on her bed comfortably. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, she decided to stay in bed longer before getting up to open the curtains. She let the light in which strained her eye, she rubbed them to stop the stinging the light had caused. Stretching her arms she headed back to her bed and sat down. Her hair was still in the messy bun she had left it in the night before, she decided to take it down. She ran her hands through her wild, brown curly locks. It was at that moment her door burst open to reveal a angry disgruntled figure. "BONNIE why aren't you dressed. Its 12 already and you know we are supposed to be meeting Caroline and Elena at the mall!"

"Chill out Ro!" she said groggily looking into her sister's angry chocolate brown eyes "I will be ready soon, you know me it doesn't take much to look gorgeous" she said grinning, her brown eyes shinning with joy. Rosie shook her head this behavior was so typical Bonnie, always late. However she was right about one thing it doesn't take much to make her look beautiful. She threw a short summer dress covered in flowers on the bed. Bonnie shielded her face from the hit.

"You wanted to to borrow it" she said turning to walk away before she exited she tuned to say one more thing "Oh and Bon sort that spot on your forehead out its hideous" she said smirking. The brown eyed girl was quick to use her phone as a mirror to see what monstrosity was on her face but nothing but perfect skin reflected back.

"ROSIE!" She picked up a pillow and threw it towards the door. She squealed when the pillow made contact but couldn't help but burst into fits of laughter. They both did.

She awoke to the sound of a steady beeping. The bed she lay on felt uncomfortable and lumpy, she sat up placing her hand on the back of her neck which was feeling very stiff her vision still blurred. She rubbed her eyes and things started to become a little more clear. She looked around she was in an unfamiliar room. She was also in an attire that was definitely not her own. A hospital gown. The room was dark, it seemed to be night time. There were some cables connected to her arms and various other parts of her body . She removed them without hesitating and made her way out of the bed. Her small feet touched the cold white floor beneath her and she made her way out of the room she was in.

On the other side of the door was a well lit corridor that was completely empty. Although the light were on there was something very creepy about the entire situation. She continued to make her way down the corridor until she saw someone. It was a man, he was dressed in dark wash tight jeans and a grey tight top that defined his muscles. She walked towards him in hope to find out what was happening. He was walking towards the exit. "Excuse me" she shouted trying to get his attention. He turned back and stopped in his path. She sped up to catch up to him. After a few moments they stood face to face. The man before looked around her age, he had tousled coppery brown hair which wen well with his extremely pale skin. His eyes were a forest green color which had something calm about it. He was beautiful. She had never called a man beautiful before but that was the only word that was accurate enough to describe him. "Do you work here ?" she asked as she noticed he was discretely holding a couple blood bags in his right hand.

"No i'am just visiting" he said nonchalantly.

"Then why are you holding blo-" she looked perplexed but she interrupted.

"If you're looking for a nurse go that way" he said pointing her in the right direction. "Before you go" he said looking into her eyes, his pupils dilated before he began to speak. "You never saw me" there was something hypnotizing about his voice as he spoke.

"Right i never saw you" she said sarcastically but he never noticed, before much more could be said he was gone. "What a wack job" she said thinking out loud as she made her way in the direction he had pointed her.

"Hey what are you doing out of bed?" she looked up to see a nurse looking at her. "You should be in bed, you had a really long day"

"What happened?" she questioned curiously.

"You had a panic attack and collapsed, you probably don't remember because you blacked out." she nodded in understanding, this explained the hospital."You really should go back to bed"

"Erm where are my parents" she asked ignoring the nurse's advise.

"They went home, we didn't think you would wake till tomorrow so there was no point them staying" she nodded in agreement.

"Does that mean Rosie went home too?" she asked confused. Her and Rosie were inseparable, she would never leave her alone in hospital. Especially knowing how much she hated hospitals after loosing their Grams.

"Rosie ?" the nurse questioned also confused.

"Yeah Rosie, you know small, dark hair. Kinda looks like me, well identical to me but her eyes are brown" The nurse stood there still confused.

"Sorry sweetie, no one who looks like that has visited." she also looked confused. This was odd why hadn't she visited this definitely wasn't like her. She figured Rosie was just really tired and was at home sleeping or maybe hanging out with Caroline and Elena. " Oh but two girls dropped by earlier a blond and a brunette. Ellen and Caroline i think" she smiled politely.

"Okay thanks" she said heading back to her room. Something strange was definitely happening, Elena and Caroline had dropped by but Rosie hadn't? Mmmmhhh strange.

The next morning she awoke and her parents were there by her side which made her smile. She yawned and stretched. "Hey mom, dad. Where is Rosie?" Abi and Robert Bennett exchanged a look of sorrow. This was happening a lot, it was beginning to become concerning. "Let me guess she is still at home in bed, that's so typical-" she was about to go off on a rant but she was interrupted by her mother's calm voice.

"Bonnie baby we've been through this, you know Rosie is dead-" she began but was interrupted when Bonnie burst into fits of laughter.

"Mum you crack me up, I can't believe Rosie has you in on one of her jokes."

"This isn't a joke" her dad spoke lowly, worrying of how she would react.

"Oh God not you too Dad," she was about to start laughing again until she saw the look on Robert's face. He was deadly seriously. It must have been true because every time he lied his left eye twitched. Bonnie had watched her father carefully but no such thing had happened. "NO NO NO NO" she screamed picking up the cup by her side and throwing it at the wall. Her mother went to the side of her bed to comport her but Bonnie pushed her off "GET OFF ME" she screamed not being able to contain her anger.

It had all been reality not a dream, she was gone. Dead.

After Bonnie had calmed down her parents could finally take her home. The hospital had advised for Bonnie to see a therapist which her parents had quickly agreed to. They were really beginning to worry for their only daughter. Her first session had been on sunday , the day before she had to go back to school. Bonnie found it pointless. What was talking going to do. It wouldn't bring her back. All she had gotten from the session was a dairy to right all her feelings. It was now Monday her first day back to school since the accident. Well really it was everyone's first day back since the after the summer break.

She had hitched a lift from Elena, since the crash she really hadn't trusted herself. Her friend had tried to be as normal as she could with her but they could both tell something was missing "Rosie" but neither of them said a thing. They just stuck to small talk. Elena never once asked how Bonnie was holding up which she grateful for. Her doe eyed friend was probably the only one who understood, she had also lost both her parents in a car crash a couple of years back. Bonnie stepped out of the car already dreading today, all the sympathy she was going to get made her sick to the stomach especially since she felt she deserved anything but.

She stepped out of the car and already people were starring at her she even had to look down several time to see if she was wearing clothes and she was. She was wearing her blue jeans a crop top and a light cardigan. It was still pretty warm though the summer was now through. Elena patted her back compassionately and smiled at her with her kind eyes. At this moment her friend reminded her of her sister. Her brown eyes that were filled with kindness and joy. That was the moment she almost burst into tears but somehow held it together, it was probably her friends spoken words that did it "the first day is always the hardest."

As they walked through the corridor towards their lockers Bonnie was already sick of the sympathetic looks she was getting and the " am sorry for your loss"s. She sighed inwardly controlling her temptation to scream at them all to stop looking at her. They had reached their locker when he walked past. The guy from the hospital. All eyes were on him as he cruised down the corridor leisurely, Bonnie was definitely grateful to him at least now she wasn't the main focus of people's attention. Their first lesson was chemistry with Mr Earl. This was one of Bonnie's worst subjects, she was dreading it already. When they arrived they were being assigned seats next to their lab partners. "Miss Bennett you're with Mr Salvatore, our new student. Please make him feel welcome." Bonnie sighed when she looked up to see "Mr Salvatore" was the nut job from the hospital great. No one saw the look of dismay on her face, in fact all the girls in the class seemed to look at her with envy. At least it was better than being looked at with sympathy.

"Well its someone's lucky day" Caroline whispered in her ear before she sat down. She smiled at him pleasantly the last thing she wanted to do was get on his wrong side, there was something beyond creepy about him. "I'm Bonnie" she held out her hand and he took it. He smiled back at her. There was something warm about her that was drawing him to her. She was going to make keeping a low profile in mystic falls increasingly difficult.

"Stefan, nice to meet you Bonnie" he said smiling politely. she smiled even wider. His smile was so genuine it was almost infectious. Bonnie was surprised, she actually enjoyed sitting with Stefan. He was funny and actually knew what he was doing so there was a chance she wouldn't fail the class which was a bonus. The hour had passed quickly and class was now dismissed and Bonnie was walking Stefan to his next class since he was new. "So Bonnie what is there to do around this town."

"Look i have to warn you are looking for crazy nights out and a lively social life you are definitely in the wrong place" she said hugging her books close to her chest.

"Really? i would have never have guess" he said sarcastically, she just rolled her eyes in a joking manner.

"Well if you're interested there is a party tonight at Caroline's house, sort of like a welcome back to school kinda thing you know, nothing too heavy. You should drop by." she said as they reached the door of his next class.

"Maybe i will"

"I doubt you have better plans Salvatore" she said cheekily "Unless you consider skulking around hospitals with blood bags better" She said before turning to walk away giggling leaving behind a worried Stefan. What did she mean he wondered to himself. At first he thought he had heard wrong but no he was sure that's what she had said. He had impeccable hearing. How could it be possible that she remembered. He was sure he compelled her. There was something definitely off about this girl and he was determined to find out.

The rest of Bonnie's day was going well considering. It wasn't all as bad it had seemed, her friends seemed to take her mind of things with their antics at lunch time and now it was time for last period with History with Mr Saltzman. They sat down and the lesson began. Bonnie picked a seat near the front. History was one of her favorite subjects, she was good at it. Also she liked her teacher Mr Saltzman was really laid back and cool. Everyone knew it was because he was drunk most of the time but no one seemed to say anything, they all found it hilarious.

"So can anyone tell me when the american civil war started" Bonnie automatically put her hand up. As sad as it sounded Bonnie had read ahead when she had found the cillabus for senior year online. She already knew all this.

"Ah yes Rosie" he said pointing at her for the answer. Bonnie wondered if she had heard correctly. Did he just call her Rosie? In his defense it used to happen all the time. People always mistook them for one another sometimes even their friends but still it was like having the memory of her sister's death dragged from the back of her mind. It was all coming back. For a couple of hours she had almost forgotten all about it but this brought it all back. She tried to with hold the tears but just couldn't. She couldn't even sit in that room. Everyone was looking at her with sympathy in theirs eyes when they realized the teacher's mistake. She felt like she couldn't breathe again. She had to get out of there. She ran out the room as quickly as she could. She raced down the corridor until she bumped into something hard.

"Bonnie ?" He held her at arms length examining the state she was in "Whats the matter Baby ?" she couldn't even speak she just collapsed into his arms. He did nothing but soothe her. He always knew how to calm her down and soon enough it had worked.

"i'm sorry Ty i didn't mean to just break down" she said pulling away from his embrace. He nodded and pulled her back. She buried her head into his muscly chest.

"Its okay baby, I'm here for you, you know that" He said stroking her hair until she was completely calm. "Why haven't you answered any of my calls B? " he said looking a little hurt.

"I didn't feel like talking" she responded nonchalantly. They were now sat down in the corridor talking.

"I know you were avoiding me, i dropped by your house a few times but you were always busy, I was even at the funeral but i saw you avoid me. How could you do that to me Bonnie, after 2 years . 2 fucking years you dump me by text ?" a look of guilt washed over face. "I thought you loved me or was that all a lie?"

"I did, i mean i do love you Tyler you know i do" she said sincerely.

"Then why wouldn't you talk to me ?"

"I just needed time, I was wrong to ignore you" she said putting her hand over his and smiling. He pulled her in for a chaste kiss.

let me guys know what you think, i know it seems a little complicated but it will all start to make sense and get more darker interesting. i know its different to my other stories but i really fancied a challenge.