Bonnie Bennett Pov
*One Year Later*
*Recurring Dream*
"Alex St. John's sister killed Lucy Bennett after she sealed the vault under the Armory's basement that imprisoned Yvette for four years. We are going to need Bonnie to reopen it." Kol Mikaelson announced.
"No." I shook my head.
"No, I did not bring her here to do that." Angelo spoke firmly.
"Silly boy… Why else do you think the witches sent you after those journals? She had them, she is the key." Kol gives his wicked grin around the room.
"You lied to everyone?" Angelo says to Kol. "After everything.. How could you use her this way?"
"Aww I'm terribly sorry.. I just knew your need to find the truth would be a means to an end of what the Armory needed. Don't be too upset. This all is for the greater good. This is what needs to be done."
"Bonnie?" Angelo's eyes stared into mine and I can feel how desperately he wants me to understand.
"You have to believe that I would never intentionally pull you into danger."
"Come on, no need to wonder what the hell she's going to do to you.. you are as good as gone, Lad." Kol taunted.
"What are you talking about?" Angelo says to him.
"She's bewitched you, hasn't she." Kol smiled.
"You told me lies."
"I said no such things. I said you have a powerful magical connection to that Bennett witch, choose her." Kol says then shoved Angelo into ocean blue water.
"NO!" I yelled reaching to save him.
"Wait, Bonnie." Luka Martin grabbed hold of my arm.
"Why?"
"Listen to the youngest of the Original vampire first." Luke says.
"No."
"Whoa, put that Original kid in a home already, huh." Damon started shoving Kol and super speeding over me, I almost jumped as he broke the chains.
"How did you find me?" I ask.
"Easy.. you left the map Bon Bon, I tell you, your boyfriend may be Enzo's twin but he isn't so bright."
I rolled my eyes. "We have to go find Angelo, Damon and don't call him that."
"Yeah, yeah. I know. I'll do you this one favor since I did compelling your Egyptian boyfriend to move on."
"I still can't believe you did that." I frowned at him.
Damon shrugged.
"You know what. I take that back, I actually-completely believe that- that would be something you do. Taking it upon yourself to screw things up for me.
I glance up as angelo, moved from under the water to the sandy beach.
I ran to his arms. "Angelo, are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine now."
Wondering if he feels it, but his eyes show nothing but suspicion as the car slows to a stop and Damon gets in. "Come you two, we have to catch Kol."
I turn my back. My nose wrinkled out the smell of the smoke from his engine, sour against the rice soil of the dirt road.
"Whatever I was executing, it definitely wasn't this."
The strange feeling that he was in more than what i needed, Angelo kissed me.
"You are amazing Bonnie. You saved me."
The scene of hunt's peak forests i'd never seen before now, he would learn my secret. "I love you, Angelo."
I made him nervous, or feel so unfamiliar that I may already know what he's really after, except I don't. I have no clue. "You are such a powerful witch, your magic is rare. You are rare." He praised.
He only wants my power, not me.
Should I want him?
The unexpected attraction for him lingered. Something deep, strange and new. I should be terrified to be with him. His intense gaze never leaves my face. I knew it wasn't because of my weapon that could kill him painfully.
"Feel how much I need you right now. Not just your power." He says.
A jolt of electricity courses through me as his finger parts my lips, smoothing over his hands all over my body, up and down…
We look at the mist -shrouded forest and deserted road. -
"Run." He whispers as the water continues to vanish.
The breeze is cool.
As I run through the woods, my muscles surge powerfully, as I run, barefoot on the road trails.
He opens his mouth, inviting, and I press my lips together, savoring his taste as heat flares within me. We are running as one.
"Damon Salvatore, not the only one who's good with revenge." Angelo grins, giving me one more teasing kiss before parting. Damon was sinking in darkness, black darkness.
"What is that?" I asked Angelo.
"The Devil Snare."
"What?"
"Devil's Snare is an extremely dangerous plant."
"I know what it is. Why do you have it?"
"To finally kill Damon Salvatore." He smiled.
….
*End Of Dream*
….
Over the years, I've found it most important to allow myself to feel and process the things that happen. I know the feeling of when something goes wrong, I want to fix it immediately.
The only results I see in my success is keeping my sanity and hope with putting my all into freely flying with my own wings at the end.
When I woke up this morning, and rolled over to find no one- I thought of Angelo.
In a single wave, warmth fluttered in my belly and I frowned.
The doorman held the door open for me, and I glanced back at the long, sleek, black limousine pulled off from the cafe. It's still strange and amazing riding in that thing.
At one point in time, rumor had it that Tanzania, Africa had one of the world's highest rates of Albinism.
Last year after returning to Paris to explain my disappearance from the gala to Moses. He wondered if what I was saying made any sense, Yet once I told him I was a witch -he put the pieces together and asked if I was a Bennett witch. Once we went down the line of my ancestry of powerful woman -mainly of Naysa Bennett'.
Moses asked for my help of protection, Albines are often hunted by witch doctors to make certain potions. He claimed dear friends of his were in danger.
I went there to conceal the homes and buildings, rendering the lovely people invisible. It's been a few months since I last visited. Spell so strong I hid the Moses friends from myself.
Time once moved so differently here in Egypt.
Thinking about Angelo from my recurring dream of the year, I also think back to the day we went our separate ways.
It was like I watched him leap into a portal, a bit relieved and cut through with panic and anxiety of the unknown.
How will I get to see him again?
Do I get another chance to see him again?
I don't know.
Angelo is like a mystical meadow, annoyingly shining bright for me. I was a tree set still, only swaying to his wind.
I didn't want to miss him like I do, but I do.
Was I just testing myself?
The earth groans. The moon darkens.
If I don't give a message and have him respond with some classic, smooth, honest remark, I just may lay on my marble floor and pout stupidly.
"Bonnie?" Alissa called from the car. "Jamie just called cooked roast poussin, are you almost ready?"
For the last few months Jamie moved his family down to Egypt to help co-run my Museum Cafe called 'Aquarius'.
"Yeah, give me a second to close up."
Flipping the light out, and locking the cash register. Here is the best place for a good fun business night, live music and dancing.
The twinkle lights always needed a stepping stool for anyone to reach them to shut them off.
This is almost everything I ever wanted to happen. To be successful and content.
I'm only missing one thing.
"Hi." Startled by the voice, I spin around, and my weakened ankle gives out sliding the foot stool from under me.
Twisting, Angelo's strong grasp caught me in his arms. Handsome, smart, he was here.
Looking up in his eyes, the smell of cherry pie puts my nerves at ease and I let out a heavy sigh.
Having his touch again is the opposite of infuriating.
His aura is magnetic, and his presence alone is a vibrant healing light.
He's powerful.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, the air around me was thick, Apparently too thick. I couldn't breathe. I tried not thinking about it. Thinking about you. About us. Though for months, I only felt brainless. I keep trying to convince myself that I wasn't lost to wonder how someone so gorgeous got me to be so terrified of done with all the vendetta against the St. Johns. For years it was all I ever needed to do was to put an end to the Armory bunkers. I was always alone in my plans. It's only when I meet you that I see what the truth is. Now I see I'm only scared of living without you, so scared that once again I had to fly across the globe for you. All I know is when I'm not with you I'm weak and can't sleep just constantly reliving each moment of last year on the entire drive." He confesses.
I smirked. "It's like a hedge maze, sometimes you don't think to bring a weed wacker."
"No, just a flashlight for when it gets dark." He adds turning away from to look around the cafe. "This place is amazing." He says merely to himself.
As I whisper his name, Angelo turns to lock eyes with me.
Everything vanishes in my mind. Everything but him. The world around us turns into nothing, insignificant. Only him. Only this moment. He sashes over to me. I rush over and wrap my arms around him, bringing my lips to his.
He kisses me back, desperately, fervently, he has missed me as much as I've missed him.
As he pulls away, he steals two more smaller kisses before finally forcing himself to take a breath.
"I was a bit scared for a second."
"Why?"
"I thought maybe you may have granted Moses with that second chance date."
"Ugh." I rolled my eyes. "No."
Little did he know all I had thought about was his hands all over my body.
He chuckled. "I had this ridiculous dream about that, you have no idea."
"I don't think I ever want to be without you now." I confessed to him. "Is it too soon to say that?"
"Not at all." He chuckled. "I won't go cause I need you. I sit around, waiting, wondering, hoping that I'll make this right. Beside you, is the only place I want to be. There was this feeling that's screaming in the back of my head saying 'Go to her you idiot."
I laughed.
"Now you know what I feel about you too. I feel just the same as burying myself into work so I won't have to think about you. There's no running though." I noted. "Things in this world are not always beautiful, but what i feel when i see you.. is very close."
"It's the world that's reflected in your eyes that's beautiful, Bonnie.. You walk into the room, and this pressure in my chest releases, and it's like, Oh, good. There she is. The reason why everything changed. It's different to have you near. I don't ever want to stop making love to you. No one has ever made me feel as I do when I'm with you, Bonnie. That's what I came here to say."
Everything about him was so gentle and filled with passion.
"What if …" I studied him for a long moment, wondering if it's too soon to ask him to move in with me.
There has to be more to us than complete infatuation. I mean the fact that this intellectual and good-natured guy is right in front of me– begging for this not to be the end… is incredibly sexy.
Earth's magnetic field interacting with charged particles from the sun. It's also beautiful, and worth braving a cold night out when visiting the high northern latitudes.
"I- I cannot… control my decision for all I want right now is to do this, to have to be here and be with me. Will you stay?"
"Yes." He smiles.
I hugged him tight.
He then sighed as we leaned apart. "I should tell you something."
"You can tell me anything."
"I spent the last year destroying the Amory's from Enzo's journals. I changed my legal name, I no longer go by 'Raviv Andino'. Just plan 'Angelo Chaska', when Naysa handed me both of Lorenzo's journals -inside the writing was that Bronzen- Binyamin Chaska my father lived in New York at the same address that Jeremy gave to me. I met Bronzen a few months ago. He's still alive -never aging. He told me of everything that happened. About my mother's death, how Naysa helped him save me. All this time I thought Enzo was my uncle when he was my brother."
"Wow, that is still crazy to hear."
"The beauty of magic, huh?" He joked.
"Yeah." I nodded. "You set out what you set out to do.. I'm glad you did."
"Yeah, It was why I knew I had to let you go, It hurt.. but I did it."
"I know." I nod understanding.
He places one arm around my waist. "Tonight marks the anniversary of my birth. My actual birth.. I'm officially eighty-nine years old."
We both laughed.
"Oh, sweet heavens." I shook my head. "You don't look a day over twenty-nine."
"Coming to you seemed well appropriate, will you go out to dinner with me tonight?" He asked, with a depth of emotion swirling in his eyes.
I laugh faintly, reaching up to gently caress his cheek. "One could say something poetic. You don't even have to ask, of course, I would love to join you for dinner."
"I know I can't give you everything, Bonnie-"
"Yes, you can. You can give me everything and more. I want to let you have me with no more goodbyes."
"I want to show you, prove to you that I don't ever want to leave anything to chance. Not again."
I nod, trying to swallow past the lump in my throat.
"I know it was to give you time. I was willing with any amount- just now a year later none of what I feel for you has changed. I don't want to lose you." I noted as he takes me by the hand, interlocking our fingers together.
"Good. I don't want to lose you either." He smiled.
….
*Few Hours Later*
..
Lounging on the sofa, wrapped up in Angelo's arms. Dinner with him was divine. I can only hope where we take things from here.
Can't imagine how he made it out of the explosions. Though I'm thrilled he did.
"Bonnie?" He whispers in my ear, kissing my neck.
My body spasms hard as waves of pleasure roll over me. I love the way he says my name, how different it sounds in his baritone voice. He pushes upright in his seat and wipes his thumb across my cheekbone.
"It feels like it's been too long, not at all overwhelmed by my emotions.." I say.
Catching the side of my face in his palms, Angelo brings me to him for a kiss.
Soft and slow. He growls against my lips.
"You make my heart hurt, but I swear it's in the best loving way." He says
Holding me so close that I can feel his heart beating against mine.
There was a knock on the door.
I scramble to my feet, forcing my mind to focus on who could be at the door.
Swinging it open. There, stood Abby.
"Mom?" Shock hit me. "Hi. What are you doing here?" The moment those words escaped my lips the world went silent.
"Hello to you too, Bonnie. Sorry to interrupt. Hello again, Angelo."
"Hi, Abby. How are you?" He says standing from the sofa.
"Doing great. Bonnie we have to talk, there's someone you should meet." She says happily but seriously.
"Alright, come on inside."
Nervous and a bit timid yet familiar, the girl stood firm and colossal behind my mother. She was tall, and her skin tone was the same shade as mine.
"Hi, I'm Jacelynn." She held out her hand.
"She's your cousin." Abby added as I slowly raised my palm to meet hers.
I paused looking at Abby, she certainly was more jovial than ever.
"My- cousin?"
"Joanna Bennett granddaughter." Abby beamed.
"Lucy Bennett was my mother." Jacelynn said with a smile, and I instantly laughed with tears falling from my eyes.
"What?" I am completely hit with disbelief.
"I know. Isn't this unbelievable?" Abby hugged me fast.
I had no idea Lucy had a child. "How?" I breathed.
A cousin that had to be no more than thirty-eight, seven years older than me is what I knew just by looking at her.
"When my father passed away, I knew I had to come find my bloodline. My father told me who my mother was, that she was a Bennett-Witch. Growing up I had no idea what that meant. My mother left when I was eleven years old. My father always made it clear that it was for my protection to stay in hiding. It wasn't until a few years ago that I stopped fearing being different. I learned to hide my magic and live a normal life. She would visit each year on my birthday before her death." Jacelynn stated.
"Wow, I had no idea about you. Where did you grow up?" I asked.
"I was born in Albany, Georgia, my father raised me there alone until I was seventeen when we moved to Atlanta, Georgia."
"Last week when Abby knocked on my door, I knew she was my family."
She tilts her head with a smile as my mother gives her a tight hug.
"Perhaps you ladies should sit. I'll go out and grab dessert." Angelo says pushing the small sofa towards me then taking a step towards me.
"Hey, you don't have to go?" I say fast.
"It's alright, catch up with your family. I won't be too long." Angelo answered, placing a kiss on my cheek.
I laughed. "You don't have a car. Are you thinking about walking?" I joked.
"I have a jeep, on the other side of the tree." Jacelynn pointed, leading the way and Angelo eyebrows raised surprised.
"Thank you." He says to Jacelynn with deep gratitude as she hands him her keys.
Angelo nod, then rushed out the door.
Watching as the door shut, I thought of the healing lake from Emmalynn's diary. I imagine how beautiful the blue-green waves of glow and complete delight she must have felt. Angelo, a perfect mirror reflecting the moonlight, when his presence is near mine it's huge. I couldn't help but not want him to leave my side ever again. Him, all round is a cool breeze on a hot summer day. I like it.
"He's a good one, Bonnie." Abby says and I smiled looking as she took a seat beside Jacelynn.
"Yeah, he is."
….
*Four Years Later*
….
As I now start my new journey with Angelo, who moved here to Africa to be with me. We live in our own built-up from the ground home.
What turned out to be my true home wasn't complete until now.
My activist work, like Angelo's English teachings, is the most fulfilling experience the other of us has ever had.
"Is everything okay?" Angelo asked.
"Yes. No. I don't know." I laughed covering my face. "I'm scared something could go wrong."
"Want me to read 'The Colors Of Our Crescent' again?" He asked.
"Yes," I nodded. "Your voice always helps."
Three years ago, Angelo wrote his first Autobiographical fiction novel. The characters were made-up characters yet the events were his actual experiences. The book was also loosely based on the retelling of what happened with his parents and their history of the armory.
My hand falls to my stomach to relax, the babies are the size of watermelons inside of me.
"I don't know cousin Bon.. you're huge. You are definitely caring for twins." Jacelynn jokes from the other side of the bedroom. Failing as my midwife. She was no help at all.
A homebirth with no medication seems nuts right about now.
"It's time." Abby says ready to deliver the twin.
I take Angelo's hand in mine and grip it tightly. His hand is clammy and cold, but after a moment he manages to squeeze back.
"I'm nervous too. We've been wondering and guessing how their adorable presence is going to rearrange our routines. Though, you are not just my wife, you are my home, my rest, my heart and my safe place. You've come from a long line of matriarchal bloodline of powerful witches. You can do this." He kisses my forehead, and cheek, then my lips. "I have never met anyone like you, Bonnie Bennett." He holds my hand gently, lowering his forehead to mine. "I love you so much. You can do this."
Tears streamed down my face.
Damn, him for making me cry right now. "I love you too."
"Good. On count of three- Push." He commanded.
I nod, ready for this to be over.
"One. Two. Three!"
I screamed and pushed, then screamed and pushed twice again.
Flopping my head back against the pillow, I felt instant relief.
"Bonnie- Will you and your husband love to meet your newborns?" Jacelynn smiled.
I glanced at Angelo and he smiled with a nod to me, then we both looked at the babies. "Yes."
Abby handed me our tiny girl, and Jacelynn handed Angelo our little boy.
"Okay, Mama and Papa. What are their names?" Abby ask.
I looked at Angelo. He shrugged.
"I'll name her, you name him. Deal?"
He nodded. "Deal."
"Okay," I looked smoothing my tiny girl's head of full black hair. "Emme."
"Emme?" He nodded. "I love it."
"What about you? Any ideas for that little guy?" Jacelynn asked him.
"Ohm yeah…" He nodded, already having it in mind.
I laughed as he went silent.
"Care to share?" Abby joke, saying what I, and Jacelynn were also thinking.
"Yes," Angelo nodded once more. "Gabriel."
He approaches, tenderness in his eyes, and I slowly take his hand in mine, wrapping my fingers around his. I pause for a moment, resting my head on his shoulders, our hands entwined comforting one another.
Gabriel and Emme…
"Emme Naysa Bennett-Chaske and Gabriel …." I begun.
"Gabriel Binyamin Bennett-Chaska…" Angelo finished.
I sighed pleased.
"Definitely roll off the tongue." Jamie says walking into the room.
Angelo, lowering his forehead to mine, then kissed my nose with a chuckle.
"As perfect as their mother, they will be as beautifully-strong -because you are a phenomenal human being Bonnie Sheila Bennett."
I smiled, closing my eyes. I didn't need to thank him, everything arrived just on time.
I needed a partner I could feel safe with. My emotions, my desires, my body… my everything… and I never thought I would find him… until I did.
The End
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