Bonnie spent the entirely of the next day making mental lists in her room; well not so much her room, but every room of the house. In an attempt to avoid Kai and not have him find her, she would spend about an hour in one spot before finding another in a different corridor of the house. Her hair would stand on end every time she'd push herself to a side of the wall and run on tip toes until finding her next destination. After a few tries Bonnie started to have some fun with it; changing her outfit to all black and putting on a scarf to cover her mouth and nose, feeling very ninja-like with moves to back it up and ready to take down anyone who comes across her.

Now Bonnie found herself lying on Stefan's bed, staring at the ceiling as she went through her new list of things that cannot happen and at the top of the list was no touching, whatsoever. Just the thought of Kai drifting his fingers down her arm or snaking his arm around her stomach sent heat waves across her body, her brain firing out images to add to the effect. She played out a scenario of them asleep and feeling Kai's touch trailing across her skin, gentleness mixed with that tinge of electricity she felt when he was sleep siphoning her and suddenly she's on top of him, hips grinding into his as she fists his hair in both hands.

Groaning a frustrated noise shaking her head Bonnie leaned up swinging her legs off the mattress to keep her mind on the topic and the action brought her onto the next rule on the list; no more sleeping in his bed. Now as much as she'd like to laugh it off that it won't be a problem and what a relief it'll be to not have to deal with that – she'd just be lying to herself. Without realizing Kai crept up under her skin and made himself comfortable, inevitably making her feel the same around him. Instead of that flare of panic and detest she used to feel in his presence, now it's more of a distaste. His incessant chatter doesn't seem so annoying anymore, or his need to be around her and bother her which used to drive her up a wall, even him being in close proximity's doesn't fill her with the emotions it once did. What the hell is happening to me?

Getting off the bed she made her way to Stefan's bookshelf, touching the spines as she went across the titles. Even though they have a massive library in their house Stefan was always buying books of his own – first editions – and keeping them safe and sound in his own little collection. Stefan had all the classics that you could get lost in and on the bottom shelves were his diaries. Bonnie had never really gotten into writing diaries herself; she, Caroline and Elena used to always have the small notebooks with the little lockets attached when they were kids but she never knew what to write and would end up doodling and drawing pictures instead. She bent down to pick one up when she heard a door close in the same hallway, jerking her back up and tiptoed over to the wall hitting the switch, breathing slowly as she watched the light under the door. The other door opened again and a shadow appeared hazy then got darker the closer he got until it almost fully encased the light outside. After a moment the shadow wavered and descended back into the hallway until it disappeared.

Letting out a deep shaky breath she hit the switch back on and took a moment to wonder what in the world she was doing. This is Kai Parker, the sociopath-child-hybrid that she's spent the last month of her life with; the one who shot an arrow through her chest and made her time here more complicated, but is somehow the same person who's making her home cooked meals every night. The same one who can painfully steal her magic anytime he pleases, but is sleeping snuggled up next to her every other night. It just doesn't make sense! Bonnie thought as she threw the book against the bed and paced around the room for another moment before heading to the door for a new destination. She took on her same tactic of gliding across the walls with her fingertips until she got to the end of the hallway, looked both ways, then started off to the right.

"What – are you wearing?" Bonnie froze mid-step and dropped her arms, turning around. Kai looked amused with his wide smile as he raked her over and she glanced down at her black leather jacket, tight black jeans, and black boots. "I mean I'm not complaining."

Bonnie rolled her eyes, quickly yanking off the scarf from her face. "Nothing – I'm just – bored and trying to entertain myself."

"Well you definitely entertain me," he smiled. "Where have you been?"

"Here," she shrugged and turned back around heading in that direction.

"What a coincidence, so have I!" Kai mused as he jogged the few steps to be next to her and nudged her shoulder with his. "Come here often?"

Bonnie felt a spark at the contact and took a sharp inhale, her eyes focused in front of her as she picked up the pace. "Yes, I'm actually trapped here in a prison world specifically made for someone twisted enough to need it."

"Ouch," he laughed, keeping in step with her as she turned to head downstairs. "Those prison worlds, tight spots to get out of but are possible given the right tools."

Kai leaned in close toward the end of the sentence and she almost tripped on one of the last steps. He reached out to grab her arm and waist to steady her. "You okay there Miss Graceful?"

Bonnie couldn't focus on his words over the tingling she was feeling where his hands were. She extended her arm out against his chest not-so-subtly pushing him away, continuing to look forward. "I'm fine."

Taking the last couple of steps she headed for the kitchen going straight for the fridge – an overwhelming sense of hunger bursting out of her now that she was within range of it and started pulling out everything. He walked in as she was putting the fourth container on the island.

"I would ask are you hungry but the 2 pounds of food kind of answers that, not to mention it being dinner time and this is the first time you're in here."

She glanced over at the clock blinking 7:45PM and back at the food. "I wasn't that hungry today."

"I can see that," he smirked, leaning against the counter and checking out what she picked.

"Want me to make you a plate?"

"No."

Bonnie's knee-jerk reaction of an answer had him looking back up at her quick, eyebrows drawn. "Why not?"

"Because I can make my own plate of food, thank you. I can also heat it up on my own, and even wash the plate after."

Cocking his head to the side he waited a moment before speaking. "What's going on right now?"

"I don't need you to baby me!" Bonnie snapped.

"I wasn't –"he started, then thought for a moment and laughed, standing back up. "Okay. Fair enough."

Exhaling deeply Bonnie threw stuff messily together on her plate. By the time everything was on it, it didn't look all that appetizing and the face of disgust Kai was displaying did not help her case. Slammed the microwave door closed she jabbed a button, turning to face him.

"Someone's a little worked up today."

"You don't say."

"Want to talk about?"

Bonnie looked into his eyes with an angry glare. "No, I don't."

"Did you have another nightmare?"

Before she had a moment to control it her subconscious was hitting her with images in flashes; his hands all over her, the weight of his body pressed against hers as he drove into her, his ragged breathing mixed with a raspy sex voice, her body feeling every sensation and wanting more – more –

"Did you have a good dream?" Kai drawled out after what must have been a length of time in silence.

Her eyes shot over to him, his smirk desperately wanting to break free and spun around to get her food, keeping her back to his and coming up with a plan B, C, and D for how to get out of this situation. If she tells him he hurt her again, he'll talk himself out of it, if she says nothing his mind will conjure up all kinds of scenarios that he'll talk about for an endless amount of time, even if she makes up a new dream she'll have to go off that story and still sleep in his room; and there was no way she was going to actually tell him.

"I um –"Bonnie hesitated, "No, actually, I slept great all night."

"Oh really?" he pressed. "What happened to the dream you've been having for the last two weeks?"

"Well," she cleared her throat, "like you said, some dreams will stop once you defeat them, or beat it, and I did when I did the spell correctly and got us out of here."

Kai thought about it for a moment, looking her face over. "Maybe it was the kiss," he shrugged.

Bonnie laughed at his casualness and started in on her food, "It wasn't, as I said before, you were only alright,"

Fake gasping he brought a hand up over his heart. "Oh, you wound me! And here I thought you wanted me for my brains."

"Your brain is what has set you off in your killing ways," she protested, fork pointed towards his head.

"So then it is my body?" His smirk broke into full on laughter when he caught her reaction. "Dreams are nothing compared to the real thing, you know."

Coughing through her sip of water it burned her throat and eyes watered as it trickled down the wrong pipe, and tried to breathe in.

"Lift your hands over your head."

Bonnie looked at him confused but did as he said, her lungs instantly filling up with oxygen and the burning slowly subsiding. "What was that?"

"Weird trick, right? Josette always told me to do it when I was younger, guess it stuck. You alright?"

"Yeah," she dropped her hands. "Just went down the wrong pipe. Anyway, since I don't seem to be having nightmares anymore I won't have to hog up all the bed so you can sleep easy."

"I'll sleep easier with you pressed up against me," he smirked.

"Nope," she uttered as a flash hit her and rounded the corner to her half-eaten plate, putting a piece of foil over it so she can have it later. Turning to the fridge she noticed Kai was standing in front of it and raised her eyebrows when he didn't move.

"You're just gonna use me for my warmth and cuddles then drop me like a bad habit?"

"Looks like it," she tried to walk around him but he side stepped her and looked down, his eyes slightly squinted.

"What did you really dream about?"

"Nothing, can you move?"" Bonnie tried to keep her voice strong as the close proximity had her hearing his heavy breathing and grunts. Kai stepped to the side, eyes still on her as she opened the door to put a moment of distance between them. When she closed it he was leaning against it on one shoulder, smiling down at her. "What?"

"I don't know," he laughed. "But I don't think I believe you. I've picked up on a few things about you over the months - can kind of tell when you're lying."

Bonnie's cheeks flushed from anger and being called out on her lie, glaring at him and trying to hold her ground. "I am not lying."

"But why would you need to lie?" he questioned out loud, not even hearing her. "What could you have dreamt about –hm."

Kai tapped his two fingers rhythmically against his lips and she scoffed, knowing if she listened to him play out scenarios she would unknowingly give something away.

"What's so hard to believe? I finally made it out of this Hell. Granted, I had to take the prisoner along with me but I escaped and that was what I was trying to accomplish from the start."

Bonnie's reasoning really did sound impeccable, she would have believed it herself to be true if not for this new sexcapade playing on a loop through her thoughts. He looked down at her, a skeptical look across Kai's features as his mind weighed between her dishonesty and information that's hard not to believe. Before he got a moment to answer she was backing out of the kitchen towards the hallway to the stairs.

"So while you're mulling that over, I'm going to continue my new dreamless nights of solitude. Goodnight!" she teetered and rounded the corner out of sight.