Nightmares ; Bonkai

chapter 11

Bonnie was sticking to her guns tonight, determined and motivated to prove to herself she was right and Kai was wrong; she doesn't need him, especially when it comes to keeping away the monsters. A few weeks ago she would have said with absolute certainty that Kai was the monster that should be feared and destroyed, and although he still was a dark and twisted person who was put in this prison world for a reason, she'll give him credit for opening up her mind and perspective on him. Not as evil, but definitely still a threat.

"What'cha doing?" Kai leaned against the opening of the door.

"What does it look like? Getting ready for bed," Bonnie went back to smoothing out the clean sheets and throwing the comforter over it, then started in on the pillow cases.

"Ah, okay, just checking," he remarked, pushing off the door frame.

"What, no sarcastic comments, innuendos, not even a 'you aren't sleeping with me tonight'?" she jostled and his dazzling smile could really get under her skin.

"You aren't the only one who wants to see how the rest of your dream plays out," he backed away and was out of sight from the door, popping his head back in.

"And who's to say I won't be sleeping with you tonight?" he winked, and then he was gone.

Bonnie stared at the doors, eyes wide, waiting for him to appear again. After a moment passed she let out a deep breath, trying to shake her head of all the thoughts swarming around her mind but they just kept coming. What kind of dream will I have tonight? Will I be sucked into the darkness and trapped here forever? Will I try to kill Kai to survive and get into a stabbing match? Will I decide to take him... and let him take me? She let out a nervous shaky laugh, punching the pillows to fluff them up the way she likes. She went through her dream scenarios up until now and didn't know what was more tormenting; letting the darkness get her, or letting Kai. In many aspects they are the same, dark and dangerous and not knowing what to expect or feel when it consumes you. Both give her a sharp sense of awareness with the prickling of fear like the hairs standing up on the back of your neck, but while the darkness fills her with dread Kai hits her with a compelling force that overwhelms her.

Doing all of her nighttime duties her mind wandered and ended up back in bed ten minutes later, getting herself comfortable and turning off the light beside her. As Bonnie settled in her thoughts drifted to Kai's nightmares and everything he told her about them the night before; wondering if his father really did put him through all of that or if Kai just hated him that much that he assumed it, but from all the information she's gathered on him so far it doesn't seem like something she would put past him. Bonnie had always assumed Malachai Parker was born evil; his darkness was coated in blood and got more maniacal as he got older until his coven had no other choice but to lock him away from being such a danger to society. Now she wondered if it was possible that he was born like so many others - normal, but different; and that factor impacted the fate of his life. Maybe the evil was the bloodline he was born into and they bent and twisted him until he snapped; is it possible that his evil wasn't born, but created? She replayed the last question over and over until she drifted off to sleep.

"What do I expect from a house built in the 1800s?" I glanced at the countless ugly pieces of artwork aligning the walls, taking my pick at which is the most hideous and making a note to make a hundred copies and flood Damon's room with them when I get out of here. Turning the corner I ran my fingers along the wall aimlessly killing time  and  took a left expecting to find the stairs when I'm hit with another hallway.

"Wait," I vocalize, "this can't be right."

Looking behind me I see an endless hall leading into a dark vortex – one that is approaching me at a rapid pace and gasp stumbling back a step, gaining my senses and taking off in the opposite direction. I floor it around the corner and skid to a halt – dark shadows frantically swarming around each other getting closer to me with each bulb that blows out. I look back behind me at a vast emptiness and back in front towards a spiraling of black smoke and catch a glimpse of something within it. Holding my breath, I compel my legs to push me forward until I'm less than a foot away from the smoke, squinting to try and see through it. Before losing my nerve I thrust my hand forward into the smoke and watch as it clears around my fingers leaving it untouched. After a moment I see a figure standing a few feet in front of me, his hand outstretched towards mine. Closing my eyes I put my hand in his and take one step forward – directly into Kai. He grips my hand and turns, leading me deeper into the smoke. After a few moments I start to feel a flutter of panic that I shouldn't have followed him when we walk into a clearing right in front of the opening to the cave.