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This one shot is me wishing that Bonnie would have gone off, after Elena tried to kill her at prom.

Hope it works!

Tough Shit

Bonnie's Bedroom

She tried to kill her.

Like, she actually tried to kill her… That bitch!

Bonnie was pacing the length of her bedroom, back and forth. She had never been so damn angry at someone. Expression or not, she was done with Elena. No more saving her, nothing.

Her phone chimed, notifying her of a text. She picked it up to see that it was from Damon, telling her to meet at the Boarding house in the morning.

'UGH! Seriously?' She looked up, as if God or Fate or some other omnipotent deity would show its face. 'Why can't they just leave her alone?'

The next morning, after Damon and Stefan tried to beg her to help turn Elena's emotions back on, Bonnie was just tired.

"Look guys, I appreciate that you want to help Elena, but I'm out."

"Her emotions are off, Judgey. And the longer she is out and about like that, the closer she gets to becoming Katherine and the more people die. How do you think she will feel, once her switched is flipped back on? It's on you to help"

"Bonnie, please-" Stefan tried.

"Fuck you, Damon. It's on me? I'm not the one who used the sire bond to force Elena to shut her emotion off. I am, however, the one who she almost killed last night. So no… it most certainly is not on me."

She stood up from the couch and started heading for the front door. Damon sped in front of her, to block her exit.

"Where do you think-"

Before he could finish, Elena walked in carrying a bunch of shopping bags. When she noticed them, she smirked.

"Bonnie, you're alive and well I see. Hmm. Too bad. Oh and guys…" She flicked a couple of credit cards in their direction, "Thanks for the shopping spree, and the spa day. I really needed that."

"Elena, you're not-"

"Ugh, why are you talking, Stefan. Seriously? Don't you have a corner to go brood in?" She chuckled and set her bags on the couch, to start looking over her many purchases.

"God, you're a bitch."

Elena froze and looked up at Bonnie. "What was that?"

Bonnie cleared her throat. "I said, you are a bitch. And not just that, you are weak."

Stefan looked worriedly between the witch and the emotionless vampire. "Uh, Bonnie. Maybe you shouldn't-"

Elena sauntered over to Bonnie, with a relaxed yet menacing smile on her face. "Is this some kind of ploy to get me to turn my emotions on?"

"Nope. Don't care. I'm done with you. Have fun being a weak, emotionless bitch. If you kill anyone, I will end you. No hesitation needed."

Something flickered behind Elena's eyes, before it was washed away. "Right. Bonnie Bennett, the savior of all. Do you really expect me to believe that you would actually kill me? Hell, I don't even believe that you could really even hurt me. You are my bitch."

Bonnie snorted, and before anyone could compute what was happening, she used her powers to fling Elena into a wall. The boys tried to intervene, but a barrier blocked their way. Now, it was Bonnie who sauntered over. She casually reached into her bag and pulled out a stake, and started twirling it with one hand.

"I'm your bitch?" The stake flew from her hand, into Elena's abdomen, barely missing the heart. "I told you, I was done. I have better things to do, than waste time with you."

"You fucking whore! I will bleed you dry."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Elena. You kiss your mother with that mouth? Oops! I forgot, she's dead… Both of them. Man that must really suck. Both sets of parents are dead. Jenna is dead. Alaric is dead. And now Jeremy is dead." Bonnie shrugged, "Shame."

"You bitch! I will kill you! I will end you and bathe in your blood." Elena ripped the stake out and stormed towards the witch, ready to attack.

Bonnie didn't flinch. "How are you going to do that? Do you have another set of Salvatore brothers that I'm not seeing? Because I was under the impression that without them, and me, you are nothing. And it's not like you have your brother here to validate you and your truly miserable plans."

Elena struggled against the magical hold, her teeth gritted and bared.

"Aww, is Elena sad that her brother is dead? Tough shit."

"What?" Elena slackened in shock.

"Tough. Shit. My grandmother is dead because of you and your Salvatore brothers. My mother is a vampire, a fate worse than death for a witch, because of you and your vampires. So, you'll have to forgive me if I don't feel sorry for you. Am I sorry that Jeremy is dead? Sure. But at least I can live with the knowledge that it isn't my fault. How do you do it? I mean I'm not the one who couldn't handle being a vampire. That is you. Truly, Caroline had more control in her first week than you in your first six months."

Elena was sobbing on her knees.

Bonnie looked up from the brunette to look at the two male vampires. Both of whom, looked shocked, spooked, and afraid.

"Her switch is on. Next time," she said as she dropped the barrier and made her way out, "don't bother me with this shit."

"Bonne?" Elena cried, looking for a trace of forgiveness. A trace of her old friend.

"Like I said, I'm done."

****END****

So this is a thing. My aesthetic is people getting served cold, honest truth.