By: Crashnburn_021
PG-13 (maybe more later)
Crashnburn_021@yahoo.com
Characters belong to L.J Smith; I could never create such beauty. I think I might try and come up with some characters of my own later.
When I was younger, I wanted a to live life, but lately all I've wanted to do is die. To crawl under the deepest abysmal hole in the earth. To be forgotten by humanity. I've always believed those dead only feel the pain of death when someone thinks of them, that is why I want to be forgotten. And I know that what ever he is feeling, where ever he is right now, he isn't thinking of me. He's moved on and I'm still stuck on him, like an awful stench.
"Bonnie, you've been spacing in and out of reality for days, what's wrong?" Teresa was Bonnie's guide through the cleansing, but for all that she wanted, she could not tell her about her thoughts. The thoughts that plagued her, that stopped her dead on her tracks, that made her feel liable and seventeen again. But she would soon be initiated in to the Coven and such things were not allowed, so Bonnie was set on forgetting, forgetting him and her past. She had a future now, and she refused to throw it away for something unreal and inaccessible.
"Nothing is wrong Sister Teresa, I've simply been digressing lately. But it isn't anything I cannot take care of on my own." Bonnie stood up, having made up her mind that she had to deal with this and deciding the best way to do so, was to confront her feelings dead on. To confront him. She was going to see Damon.
"Peace be with you, Sister Teresa. I need to take care of some unfinished business before I take my place as a pillar of the Coven. I'll travel to Europe, stay with the sisters that reside there and I will contact you as soon as I have resolved the issue." "As you wish. Peace be with you, Child. And I hope that you find what ever it is you are looking for. For your sake as well as the Covens'" Teresa said solemnly, knowing better than to start asking bonnie questions she knew she wouldn't get the answers to.
Bonnie could not believe she was doing this; she was going to face him. Get everything out in the open and see where it takes her. She didn't expect Damon to profess his dying love for her, but if she didn't tell him soon, everything she had worked for would crumble around her. This life that she had created, her beloved Coven, life as witch.. everything gone, destroyed.
She was going to tell him what she had wanted to say for so long. That she loved him, that she always would. That it wasn't weakness, that she was strong and she needed to move on. That she didn't expect him to feel the same, she didn't really care how he felt. Her future was at stake and she refused to back down. And then she'd leave and all would go back to normal. Al l she had to do now was bring herself to knock on that door. Suddenly the large wooden door swung open and standing there was Damon, in all his beauty and glory and bonnie wondered were her determination went. Because as soon as that door open all she saw was dark eyes and teenage love. "Well, what a surprise. I must say, it is good to see you again bonnie." Amused look on his face and a smirk that wont quit. And she can't help herself. Kisses him hard, even more surprised when he kisses back with a strange kind of intensity that made her wonder. It really did.