By: Metro
PG-13 (maybe more later)
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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.
Thanks to those who have reviewed. Thank you so much.
You've used up all your coupons and all you have left is me. And somehow I'm full of forgiveness, I guess it's meant to be
There are many things in live that are inevitable, and when you've lived for as long as I have, you learn each and every one of them. The incredible thing is, that even though you know what they are, can recognize them in every situation, you're never prepared for when the inevitable comes.
This is how I felt about Bonnie McCollough.
Walking away from that clearing 5 years ago, and somehow, I knew I hadn't seen the last of her. I remember, when I looked back at all of them, hiding by the overgrown vegetation of the forest. I remember her looking at me, in my direction and I felt a jolt inside. Something was moved.
Moved by her. Her ability to hide such strength. Her ability to adapt to situation, to adapt who she is, so that others may feel useful.
I never, of course, understood all this, until a few years ago.
I never understood why bonnie was who she was. I never I understood that without bonnie being seemingly helpless and weak, Stefan, Matt and even Elena, couldn't have been so strong.
They all needed someone to save.
...And she played the part so well.
Wide and trusting eyes. Warn, welcoming smile.
But I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, inevitability.
It creeps up behind you, like the childhood monster in your closet.
You never know the repercussions, just that it's touched you.
...But years later, you can still feel the warmth of its touch.
Everything was fine that day. Nothing different, nothing out of the ordinary.
The dreams had ceased a week before... my life of carelessness seemed to be back in order.
Of course, as is it's meaning, the inevitable occurred.
I had just come back from the hunt. I felt satisfied. And expectant.
As was usual for him, he had dismissed the help for the rest of the week. He had no need for them. When he did, they would come.
He wasn't expecting anyone, so it was quite a surprise to hear the sound of knocking on his from door.
And he certainly wasn't expecting to see her there. But here she was and she was herself.
In all her inevitable splendor, she was there.
And he couldn't stop her from being there, he didn't think he wanted to. In fact, her being there was what he wanted at that time, in that moment, in that space.
And she was there and she was herself.
And he was himself, so he said what himself certainly would've said, had he been in his right mind at the sight of her.
"Well, what a surprise. I must say, it is good to see you again bonnie."
God, that had sounded practiced, even to his own ears.
it didn't matter though, whether he sounded like himself, or some else... someone she had created with her presence. It didn't matter because all of a sudden, she was kissing him.
I don't remember he moving, but she was there, and the kiss was there, and I was in the kiss...
...and I've been in it ever since.
No ladies and gents, this is not the end. Fear not. However, the end is new. This isn't meant to be a full, blown out story. These are just moments, instants in these two character's lives. REVIEWS REVIEWS REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!