FINAL POST OF THE NIGHT...TWO MORE IN THE MORNING..:)
RANDOM WORD: PASSENGER
"Don't be a passenger in your own life." Elena's mother used to always say that to the girls when they were trying to decide whether or not they should do something.
Bonnie had forgotten that and as she maneuvered her Prius onto the long drive of the Salvatore boarding house she remembered. She was proud of the fact that she barely paused to get out of the car and jog up the porch. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
"Come on Bonnie." She said after a few moments. "Nothing to be scared of."
"Who are you trying to convince?"
Bonnie jumped and simply from reflex of being startled she blasted the person behind her off the porch and onto the yard.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" She ran down the stairs and dropped on her knees over the prone form.
"Seriously, what is with you people? Do you have no concept of fashion? Stefan stakes through one of my favorite t-shirts and now you blast me into the mud in a leather jacket."
Bonnie slapped him on the chest out of frustration. "And I'm sure none of it was your fault for scaring me half to death?"
"I'm not the one standing on someone else's porch talking to no one!"
"Forget it. Why did I even come here?" She dusts off her jeans and heads towards her car.
"Bonnie. Stop, look, what did you need?"
She's tempted not to stop but she does. "What makes you think I need anything from you?"
"You're at my house aren't you? Look, I don't need this. I've had a long, dry night and I'm in no mood to be blamed for whatever misfortune has befallen you now."
"You know, after killing my Grandmother, listening to my misfortune is the least you could do!"
"When are you going to stop blaming me for that? I didn't kill her. She made a choice. Everyone makes choices and I'm sorry she died, okay, but I didn't kill her."
"I know!" She screamed. They both paused, shocked by her outburst.
"What did you need?" He sounded much more tired than he had a few moments before.
"Nothing." She closed the distance that remained to her car.
"Bonnie?"
She turned with a questioning look on her face.
"Sweet dreams."
She smiled as she got in. "Happy hunting."
REVIEW: IT'S THE SMART THING TO DO.