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Bonnie Bennet doesn't run away, Bonnie Bennet doesn't do walkabouts either but then the present circumstances itself were hardly normal. A car loaded with her belongings, Bonnie hadn't formulated any plan to where she was headed. For once in her life, she was throwing caution to the wind as cheesy as it sounded. She had briefly thought of calling Lucy the obscure Bennet but that would defeat the plan, wouldn't it? She was a practicing witch and the plan was to escape anything and everything supernatural. Besides she wasn't in a mood to get a earful. This left her rather desolate though.

Sleep deprived for almost a week, she functioned at her lowest and worst. She needed to find a room to rest, rejuvenate and whatever that needed to be done. She finally found a temporary haven in a cheap motel room, it was clean, had hot water and some form of food to appease the starving. Now Bonnie rested on the bed with her plate of egg sandwiches watching some obscure B-grade movie. She had placea a chair against the door, her paranoia setting in. It was just too surreal, she felt like she was on one of those TV shows and she giggled to herself. She was free…. really she had nothing to care about now. Her closest family obliterated courtesy of Vampire central plus it was liberating not being at the beck and call of her 'so' called friends. Just thinking of them opened a Pandora's box of bitter memories and discontent overwhelming her.

Bonnie had never been a wallflower but then anyone unfortunate enough to be next to Elena and Caroline, the proverbial hothouse flowers tended to fade into the background or develop invisibility. She had been content to be the 3rd wheel, the perfect BFF that both of them swamped when facing their usual love dramas. Even when she crushed on Aaron, it didn't really bug her that he was actually aiming for Caroline. However now the fact that she was always expected 'TO SAVE THE DAY' finally dawned on her that she would always be the one paying the piper. She was never allowed to have a meltdown even when her family was harmed, Bonnie Bennet wasn't allowed to have a pity-party never mind a crying session because it was expected of her to step up. Even Jeremy expected her to be simpatico, the understanding girlfriend putting up with his other-worldly romances namely Anna and Vicki. Fodder for more of Damon's ascerbic jokes. Matt and she were constantly being used by all of them, Elena and Caroline running railroad over poor Matt. That female Klaus salivating over him. They were the only humans left in their 'group'. How long before something else erupted and Matt or her were the victims? Caroline and Elena were transforming daily, it was horrifying seeing the creeping changes in both of them. Like a virus, all the hidden traits of Vampirism were consuming them from within. Liz Forbes had been like a mother to her and to see Caroline's callous attitude towards her own mother's death was the last straw for Bonnie not to mention Elena's unquenchable lust for the Salvatores. Jeremy had changed for the worst although it wasn't his fault and maybe it was cruel of her but she wasn't sticking around to see his demise. It would happen and soon enough.

She checked her cell-phone, a few dozen missed calls from Matt. Sighing, she wasn't in a mood to listen to Matt, they would have cornered him by now. Poor Matt, she had left him holding down the fort which meant facing the wrath of Caroline, Elena and gang. Matt's pleas and warnings of danger had fallen on deaf ears; after all what was scarier than Mystic Falls? She had battled the worst of the worst and lived through it albeit battered in body and soul. No, no she had to stop thinking about Mystic Falls and its residents from hell. She had a goal now, to live her life to the fullest. She should have thrown the phone away; last thing she needed was to succumb to those dreaded feelings of guilt. Let them find some other poor witch to do their dirty work, see how long he or she puts up with it.

Was she asking too much? Was that it? Was there some unspoken rule that dictated that she had to bear everything by herself? Was loneliness, despair requisites of being a superwitch? Well then she would gladly give it all up for that overrated TLC – tender love and care.

Author's note : I'm so overwhelmed and touched by all the reviews I've received.

THANK YOU ALL. Honestly, this is supposed to be a one-shot as I

really didn't want to start a new fic without completing my other

fics.

Gotta give credit to all the wonderful Bonnie fanfics especially the

Klonnie ones – YES! I'm a huge klonnie fan. I only hope I do

justice to Bonnie's character.

In my Universe, Bonnie would be truly appreciated and of course

there would be Klonnie.