Fucking Elena.

That's the thought that keeps battering around in her mind, darting around and prodding the tear ducts at the base of her eye.

Bonnie Bennett, Mystic Falls High Prom Queen. She won prom freakin' queen and she couldn't even enjoy it. Matt was her king and for just a fraction of a second she had let the image of Jeremy/Silas float quietly to the hidden depths of her troubled mind. Her and Matt, she could imagine it, if only for a second. Matt's blue eyes, her swarthy skin, their loyalty and love- combined in a tiny child. A tangible product of a life well spent together.

She snorts, shaking her head, and rids herself of the image. 'Me and Matt, leaving this place and living a normal, human life? Unlikely.'

She exhales sharply and glances around, trying to make out if Silas is lurking anywhere in the vicinity. She presses the lock button along her car door a few more times until she can settle. She briefly toys with the idea of driving home, but knows the upcoming conversation needs to take place far away from any vying ears or the worried meddling of her father.

She pulls out her phone and dials viciously.

"Bonnie?" Stefan's voice comes through on the other side of the line.

"No it's Silas." She intones.

"Silas? What the hell? Where is Bonnie?!" Stefan sounds frantic and she can hear a scuffle in the background.

"Relax, I'm joking," she spits out in annoyance, settling back against her leather seats. "I saw Silas tonight, in his true form."

"What happened?" Stefan asks, "Are you okay?"

She can just barely pick up Damon's voice in the background, and knowing that he can hear the conversation as well, she continues: "He's fucked up, like really ugly. Qetsiyah was as scorned as women can come, he's hideous. The main thing is though, he has the cure. He got it from Elijah and wants to use it- but his death will bring back every supernatural death, it'd be opening certain chaos on the world."

She picks up a low whistle in the background, then Stefan speaks again, 'Shit, when is he taking it? Has he taken it already? Where are you?'

"Doesn't matter, he's already gone. No he hasn't taken it, he needs me first. Once I've broken the barrier to the Other Side he's free to kill himself and end up where he's wanted to be all along, with his love." She breathes out slowly, listening to the silence, "It's kind of romantic, really."

'Bonnie where are you?' She recognizes Stefan's worried voice and waits for Damon's to come through, 'Told you witchy wasn't strong enough, her brain is just dripping from its fucked up immortal wash.'

She blows out more air. She knows she's freaking them out and normally, she'd be freaking herself out too, but she feels…calm. She feels stable and for the first time in a long time she feels in control. She banished Silas earlier at the dance didn't she? She took down Elena's ungrateful ass as well. She located Silas and forced him to show his true form, seemed to her like the person calling the shots this time around had the initials B.B.

"He's relentless. Anyway, I'm not doing anything just yet, although I do hold that power. Just thought I'd give the daily report to the terrible two. When you've peeled yourself away from Elena, come meet me, we'll talk tomorrow." She hangs up then, not waiting for a response, tossing her phone on the passenger seat.

The skirts of her dress rustle, reminding her of where she was tonight, as she leans across the middle console to pull her keys out of her clutch. Right before she jams it into the ignition she hears her phone beep and glances over to see the screen highlighted with a message from Matt.

'You make it home okay? This town never gives you a night off. Sleep well Queen B, you looked beautiful tonight.'

She shakes her head slightly, smiling all the while. As she turns her key and reverses, heading down the familiar path towards home, her mind wanders back to the little fierce child with eyes of blue.

Bonnie Bennett was forever a pawn in an unrelenting game of chess, but that little girl would be the owner of the board one day. And that's a Bennett Queen promise.