Wrong Decision ✖️ Stelena

Chapter Eleven

I texted Caroline and asked her where they were. She responded back, saying that they had gone to a bookstore. Apparently Davina had convinced Bonnie to get a book on the Original witches. Not that I entirely blame her; there are stories about the Original vampires and dopplegangers, but nothing about witches. That's one of the good things that came out of this crazy experience: Bonnie actually someone to bond and relate to. Chuckling at the response, I walked to the address she had sent me and went to meet my friends.

Heading inside the bookstore, I couldn't help but noticed how relaxing it seemed. It was something I could've imagined myself sitting in as I wrote my books if I was still human. Smiling, I walked myself to the back of the store to meet my friends at the back of the store, where Caroline had instructed me to go. They all bombarded me with hugs and questions as to where I was.

"Guys, relax," I chuckled, hugging them all back. "I just went to the beach, that's all." Their eyebrows were raised, however I think they knew better than to question it. "What's up with you guys, though? What did I miss?" Caroline had filled me in on pretty much everything, but I could tell from the excitement on Bonnie's face that there was more she wanted to tell me. She was practically jumping up and down with excitement.

"That explains why you're all wet," Bonnie said with a giggle. "Anyway, Davina's just been showing me a book about all the different witches that have roamed the face of the earth," she said with a smile. "Isn't it great?" I nodded my head up and down. This was everything I wanted for Bonnie. I wanted someone to teach for all about her history and everything she should know. Her Grams had died too soon to teach her anything, so it thrilled me to know Davina was doing it. She deserved this.

"That's amazing, Bon. I'm happy for you," I said, giving her a hug once again. She smiled back at me and nodded her head. "Damon might have to watch his back once Davina's done with you," I laughed lightly. "If he thought you were strong before, I can only imagine what he'll think after."

"Oh, I know," Bonnie commented. "This way, if you want, I'll be able to put a locator spell on Stefan that'll ensure where he is at all times."

"You don't have to that for me, Bonnie," I told my best friend, placing a hand on her arm. She'd made too many sacrifices for me; she needed to take time to do stuff for herself. "Use your magic to produce a nice candlelit dinner for you and Damon," I joked. "I'll be perfectly fine with finding him the old fashion way."

"Whatever you say," I laughed. Turning to Davina, I told the younger witch, "Thank you for doing this for her. She hasn't had proper training and background knowledge. I appreciate it. Most of this came to her all on her own." I smiled at her to truly show my gratitude.

"Of course. I know what it's like to not have anyone to practice magic with," she responded. "After all, I did all mine in the basement of a church." This was the moment where I felt awful for someone. At least Bonnie had us to practice with; this young girl was entirely isolated.

"I'm sure Bonnie appreciates it more than you may know." Looking over at Bonnie, I could tell by her eyes that what I was saying was true.

"It's my pleasure to teach her all of this." I went and walked back in the middle of the area, so I was facing everyone. "So, what do you guys say to coming back home?" Everyone was very hesitant to the idea at first, however they all agreed that it was best to get back home. We left the coziness of the bookstore and started our stroll back to hotel, so we could pack up our stuff.

Everyone had finally grabbed their stuff and was now heading back into the vehicles from which they came. Leaving California was even more painful than I expected it would be. Through this experience, I realized that Mystic Falls wasn't my home. My home was anywhere Stefan was. After all, they say home is where the heart is. Anyone who knew me that he would always have my heart, therefore always be my home. The sobs that rolled down my cheeks the farther away we got, and I just kept telling myself that I was even lucky to see him again.