Nightmares ; Bonkai

chapter 6

Bonnie was determined to not have a nightmare that night, and how else would she succeed but by not sleeping that night. She wasn't able to fall asleep after Kai left her room early this morning and has been keeping herself active and energized all day, going for a walk in the woods, doing some self-defense moves Damon taught her after her "pathetic attempts" to defend herself during play fights, and finally going for a nice long drive to nowhere in particular. Half of her efforts was to keep her mind off of her dreams and her current living situation - which it did, but the other was to ward off all unwanted thoughts of Kai Parker leaving this prison world and wreaking havoc in hers. Who's to say if he is still the same deranged psycho that murdered his siblings one Spring day, but who really knows if he isn't, he hasn't had much human interactions to spew homicidal thoughts in the last couple decades.

She came home around 10PM and went straight for the shower, blocking out everything but the calming effect it had on her body while she tried to keep her mind distracted. When she was out and dressed her made her way down to the living room to watch a movie, and where else would Kai be, but right where she was planning on sitting.

"Oh hello," he said over his shoulder. "I was wondering if you were going to grace me with your presence today. I made dinner earlier, probably cold by now but I left it in the microwave."

Her curiosity peaked as she walked over to the kitchen and opened the microwave, finding chicken fingers and French fries that she saw in the freezer the night before."

"Chicken fingers? Not your best," she remarked as she the button for two minutes.

"Well I was eating alone," he shrugged. "Isn't nearly as much fun. Come on, I was just about to start another movie."

"What are you watching?" She asked as she grabbed her plate from the microwave, a water, and the blanket before plopping down next to him on the couch.

"Something scaaaary," he remarked all creepily and drawn out. "I just finished The Shining, what a classic, a man losing his mind over isolation and attacking his family." He nodded, "good stuff. Ironically, next in line is A Nightmare on Elm Street. I'm sure you've heard of it, scary guy all burned up with knives for his fingers starts killing people off in their dreams, twisted stuff but really creative. This Wes Craven guy, he's gonna do big things."

She snorted, going down the list of classic Stephen King movies that set the bar for the genre.

He leaned forward and grabbed the huge bowl of popcorn that she somehow missed. "You can have some too if the chicken finger's aren't doing it for you, popcorn and a scary movie really goes hand in hand."

She rolled her eyes but still reached over to grab a handful of popcorn and munched on it as he dimmed the lights and the movie started. She hated to admit it, she was a little creeped out to admit it, but sitting in a dark room watching a horror movie with the person who's haunting her dreams is not nearly as terrifying as she thought it would be. In fact, as far as the darkness of the topic goes she feels pretty light as she listens to him joke about the storyline, the acting, and of course how he could do it better.

"You have no idea," she laughed, reaching for another handful of popcorn. "You think these special effects are cool? You wouldn't believe what film and television can get away with nowadays, it's pretty surreal."

"You mean more surreal than this face coming out of the guy's stomach? Cause I mean, that's some solid acting on both parts."

"You're stupid," she laughed. "You would be amazed, just wait you'll see."

"I plan on it," he turned towards her and smiled; one of his rare genuine looks crossing his face and she realized a beat too late what just came out of her mouth. How was that just said so carefree?