Bonnie and Lies

Cream Cheese

Bonnie was trying to cool herself down as she walked into her kitchen, only to find Lyann practically waist deep in her petite white fridge with strawberry magnets. What the hell is she doing?

"Lyann?"

The raven-haired girl's upper torso practically shot out of the cute refrigerator.

"Bonnie, finally!"

"What were you doing in there?"

Lyann looked a little sheepish as she tried to come up with an excuse.

"You were taking forever?"

"I-"

"You know what, Love? We could discuss what was I doing in your fridge, which is clearly looking for your cream cheese, OR we could not?

Bonnie sighed. Do I really wanna know? No I don't think I do.

"Great!" Lyann exclaimed taking Bonnie's sigh for what it was: an annoyed agreement on not talking about it.

"Love, where is your goddamn cream cheese?" She asked resuming her search.

Bonnie walked across the white tiles that floored the kitchen to her fridge, and pulled the cream cheese container out from the bottom shelf of the refrigerator door.

"There." She said, handing it to Lyann. "Satisfied?"

"Yeah..."

"Great, then I'm going back to the bathroom to pack my toiletries." Bonnie turned away from Lyann, who now was out of the now closed fridge, and started walking out of the kitchen.

"Bonnie, wait!" Lyann grabbed the girl's arm just as she was about to take another step out of the room.

I gotta figure out what's going on with her. She's been acting all types of weird lately and I don't know what I did wrong. Well besides the whole kidnapping thing.

Bonnie yanked her arm free of Lyann's grasp, she thought she had her emotions in check, but she was still very angry with Lyann.

 How dare she grab me like that? What is wrong with her? Who does she think she is? Does she not remember what she just did to me? How does she expect me not to be pissed abo-OH... She dosesn't know, that I know. I've got to remember that and keep my temper under control.

"What now? I got the cream cheese you wanted."

"What did I do?"

"Huh?"

Bonnie was confused, Lyann didn't care about her so why is she suddenly acting like she was personally responsible fo Bonnie's happiness or even like she cared that she had upset Bonnie. Shit! Is she on to me? Just keep it cool, I'll get myself out of this so I can go think about what just happened between Zara and I.

"What. Did. I. Do.?"

Bonnie remained silent, not that Lyann noticed, as she just continued ranting.

"You've been acting prissy for some reason and I want to know why."

"I have not and you don't have the right to entitled my emotions. I don't have to be nice to you, nor do I have to explain myself to you. I act how I act, deal with it."

Lyann picked up her gun from the counter where it had been lying waiting for use, "Do I have to threaten to kill you or have you tortured every time I want some information from you?"

Here is my chance to distract her.

"Probably. Don't you remember? I'm not here of my own free will."