Sunflowers And Roses

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ROSALYN STOOD WITH her mouth wide open and her eyebrows we're almost touching her hairline. Bonnie came running to her, "I'm so glad you're okay!"

Rosalyn blinked. Once. Twice. She just couldn't snap out of it. "I'm..." She shook her head and focused her gaze on Bonnie, "What did you do to him exactly?"

"Let's just get out of here. We can catch up later." The boy with Bonnie said. Rosalyn remembered him, his name was Luka, a new face in their town.

"It was none of your business Bonnie." Damon yelled from where he was now standing while watching them leave.

Rosalyn walked with the pair, robotically and automatically. She couldn't still understand what had happened and suddenly everything came crashing back on her.

"Damn you Elijah. I hope there's a special place for you in the depth of hell." She thought to herself in anger and malice.

"Let me drive you home." Bonnie offered gently.

Before Rosalyn could accept or reject the invitation, she heard a cell, and she looked to find Luka checking a message he had received. He looked up, seeming on edge he stated, "I have got to go anyway, my dad's waiting for me."

After Luka ran away, literally took a sprint out of there, Rosalyn turned to Bonnie, "I was supposed to meet up with Sara. She's got..."

Bonnie touched Rosalyn's hand and her eyes widened and froze in her place. Rosalyn watched as she came back to normal, but her eyes held something different... Something like sadness mixed with worry.

"Believe me, Lyn, whatever you were planning isn't nearly as important as the conversation we're about to have." Bonnie said with assertiveness in her voice.

Rosalyn shook her head; she really didn't want to go. However, she also knew she needed to go. Burying her head in the sand pretending the problem won't catch her because she couldn't see the problem wasn't going to work anymore.

"Okay." She replied weakly.

They got into Bonnie's car, who drove them to the Grill in silence. Rosalyn couldn't help the quiver in her body. She knew it was bad, whatever they were going to discuss was going to be extremely bad. Her eyes drifted to Bonnie's Figure, and she couldn't see her old friend, but only an omen.

They arrived at the Grill and took a booth to themselves. Bonnie wanted them to he as secluded and as far away from the others as possible.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Rosalyn asked, only realizing how stupid the question was.

"Maybe she wants to talk about she brought Damon to his knees without even touching him! Or maybe it was Luka? Is Luka also a vampire?"

These thoughts kept racing in her mind until Bonnie finally said, "I know that you know about vampires. I know that you know Elijah, and on a personal level too. And I know that you might have questions..."

"How do you know what you think you know?" Rosalyn interjected with her question.

"When I touched your hand, I saw things..."

"Grams old stories are rubbing off on you." Despite the seriousness of the situation, Rosalyn's tone was light and a smile made it to her face.

She remembered the long afternoons they had spent in Grams house, back when she and Bonnie were close. She recalled the stories she would tell them of magic and monsters. They were never too scary, and in them good always won.

Bonnie smiled sadly, "You remember those?"

"How can I forget?"

"I'm sorry, Lyn. I'm sorry that we drifted apart and ..."