"But somehow she's always the one who gets hurt.""Just tell her that I love her, okay?"
Most people didn't know what a truly broken heart felt like but Bonnie Bennett did. She'd experienced it when her Grams had died helping her save the Salvatores from a life of desiccation and torment. When she had helped her save the man that Elena loved because sheloved Elena. At the time Stefan had bore the brunt of her emotional distress since she half blamed him and half blamed Katherine for fucking up her normal life. But as time went on the pain lessened—with Damon's help—and she was able to grieve and move on. At least she still had her father after all.
Pain was a part of life, anyone would tell you that. If you lived long enough something tragic was bound to happen to you whether it was a relationship gone sour or the death of a loved one. It was supposed to build character and strengthen who you were. Bonnie however thought that was a load of fucken bullshit. Sure she'd tried to the best of her ability to be glass half full or the perky, sassy one everyone expected her to be but that wasn't who she was anymore. Not after all of the sorrow she'd been put through. Not after losing her mother twice because of her best friend.
True that Abby now being a vampire wasn't the end of the world but it might as well be. There was a good chance she would decide not to feed and just die like Caroline's father had. Being immortal wasn't for everyone.
Her emotions were a raging storm inside of her and it took all of her will power not to crumble Caroline's house to the ground with them. The blonde was being so totally sweet and understanding, offering to help Abby if she decided to be a vampire or to hold her hand if she decided to pass on. Bonnie was so thankful for her that she didn't know what to do. All she wanted to do was cry or find a way to fix everything that had gotten so fucked up. Go back to a point in time when she could right every single wrong that had been dealt to her. Perhaps even starting with the reason her mother had left Mystic Falls in the first place.
And if that meant Elena was never born so there was no doppelganger for people to fawn over then so be it. She loved the brunette but she was just sick and fucken tired of always being the one hurt. Of always being the one forced to lose someone she cared about or playing second fiddle.
The Originals treated her family like they were nothing, just pawns to the perfect Gilbert family. Elijah hadn't hesitated setting up the terms that for Elena to live, she or her mother had to die. Hell he probably would have preferred it if both of them had died. And naturally Stefan would have done whatever it took to keep Elena safe contrary to all of the bullshit that he spewed about being over her. It didn't matter that once upon a time Bonnie had been his friend and had saved his life; nothing seemed to matter to anyone in their town except Elena.
And she was sick and tired of it.
She didn't want to play the who has lost more game but she couldn't help herself. She totally remembered that Jenna and John were dead but they'd basically willingly sacrifice themselves to save someone they loved—to save their family member. Bonnie thought she was done sending the people she loved to the slaughter when her Grams had died but apparently that was not the case. Would her father be next? Would they not be satisfied until she had no one?
In any case Abby was in transition because Kol had managed to get the jump on them. After the Originals learned of Esther's plan to kill them all while drawing energy from the Bennett line, Elijah had kidnapped Elena and set Rebecca loose on her, threatening to let his sister kill her if Damon and Stefan didn't figure out a way to stop his mother. They couldn't go after Esther and naturally there was no way that Damon was letting anything happen to her, so they'd devised a plan to dagger Kol—who they assumed was the weakest link—there by knocking out all of the Originals since they were linked.
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What Lies Beneath
Fanfic» Be careful of what's under the surface. It just might pull you down with it. -Damon/Bonnie