"The pain you feel can only heal by living."
♱ ♱ ♱Bonnie enters my room as I lay in my bed. I didn't want to leave my bed after what I did. But it's my duty. "You up?" Bonnie asks.
I look over at her and plop back down on my pillow. "No," I say putting the cover over my head. Bonnie walks over and tries to pull the covers off my head. "No, no!" I bark at her gripping onto my quilt.
"Why haven't you called me back?" Bonnie asks, and I slouch down.
"I'm sorry." I sincerely say.
"Are you gonna stay in there forever?" Bonnie asks, and I pout.
"Yep," I answer, and she lifts up the covers and scoots me over.
"Move over." She lays beside me and faces me. "I'm officially worried. What's going on?"
"I'm just tired, and I'm tired of talking." I sigh.
"Can I get a one-line version so I can at least pretend to be helpful?" She laughs, and I roll over to face her.
"Stefan and I broke up." I fill her in and her facial expression changes.
"I'm so sorry. Are you okay? Right stupid question. I know I've been kind of MIA when you need me the most. I suck." Bonnie pouts. I've really been the one who's been MIA.
"You wanna make it up to me. Get my mind off of it." I purse my lips and Bonnie gets up from the bed.
"Just remember you asked for it." Bonnie walks over toward my window and closes it. She grab's one of my pillows and rips it.
"Hey!" I shoot up.
"Be patient," Bonnie says emptying the feathers out of my pillow. "I need to swear you to secrecy."
"It's kind of a bad week for that kind of stuff," I remark.
"Swear, 'cause I'm not supposed to be showing you this." Bonnie raises her eyebrows.
"Okay, I swear." I adjust myself on the bed and watch her.
"There are no windows open, right?" Bonnie asks.
"Right." I agree.
"There's no fan. No air conditioning." Bonnie adds.
"None. What are you doing?" I furrow my eyebrows, and she smiles.
"Grams just showed me this. You're gonna love it. You ready?" Bonnie exclaims.
"Bonnie, what's going on?" I ask, and Bonnie starts to levitate a feather in front of me. Then she starts to levitate several more. I watch in awe, it was amazing.
The feathers fall back down then they all levitate around us. My eyes widen, and my jaw drops. "It's true Mikayla. Everything my Grams told me. It's impossible, and it's true. I'm a witch." Bonnie smiles.
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SLAY ♱ d.salvatore
Fanfiction'you and me are more alike than you think, we are both natural born killers.' [tvd] [damon salvatore] ©-gothamfairy