3. Blue

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Slowly, Evangeline opened her eyes as she sat up on the couch, her head feeling as if a ton of bricks just hit her.

"Easy, easy. You took quite a blow. I gave you my blood but that only healed the cut on your head." Damon said gently, helping the girl stand. Her vision becoming clearer, Evie noticed Kai tied to a chair, also regaining consciousness.

"Dick." Evie glared as she went up to the man and kicked him in the balls. He groaned out in pain, lurching forward.

"You're awake. Good. Now for the Q&A portion of the evening." Damon grinned.

"Let me guess. I answer right, I get a pork rind. Wrong, I get a poker." Kai shifted in his seat, still in pain.

"What? No, no, no. These are for me. You just get the poker." Damon lightly chuckled.

"Yeah. You don't have to do that. We're on the same team." Kai announced.

"Really? Do you always try and kill your teammates?" Evie replied, sarcastically.

"The important thing is that Bonnie has her magic back. It worked." The three looked at each other in confusion. "What, you didn't really think I'd kill Damon, did you? In what universe does that make sense? Who would kill 1/4 of our population? I'm not a monster. I knew Bonnie would show up. She always comes back, all 13 times, and I knew with the right motivation she'd be able to access her magic, although I did get a little worried with all your bickering that Damon's life wouldn't be enough motivation but turns out it was. I guess that's just how you two show your love."

"So you did all that just to make sure I would have my magic?" Bonnie questioned; eyebrows raised.

"Of course I did. Because your magic is the key to getting the hell out of here."

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It was the morning and Kai was still taped to the chair. He was telling them a story of the time he visited the Oval Office. No one was really listening to him apart from Evie. Something about him interested her. Why? She had no clue.

"And, of course, I broke into the Oval Office and took a picture of myself at the window, looking all JFK. But then, I was, like, wait, how am I going to get these photos developed?"

"Oh my god, just answer the damn question. How are we going to get out of this Twilight Zone?" Damon interrupted, much to Evie's disapproval. He was sitting opposite Kai on a leather armchair and the young girl was sat on the small, wooden coffee table directly in front of Kai. Bonnie was out getting things Kai said he needed.

"I got a question for you, first. Why do you think we're stuck on a repeating loop of May 10, 1994? Doomed to relive a solar eclipse forever and ever, and ever." Kai questioned.

"How the hell should I know?" He took a sip of his bourbon.

"Well, I heard you tell Bonnie this place was your own personal hell. I'm kinda curious why." Kai smirked. Where was I when this conversation happened? Evie thought.

"I found everything you asked for: can-opener, shower drain, grinding wheel, jam, pocket-knife, volume "O" of the encyclopedia, a nail and a black marker." Bonnie huffed, walking into the room, and emptying the entire bag onto the same table Evie was sitting on. Both Damon and Evie stand up.

"Now what?" Evie asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Can't show you with my hands taped." Kai replied smugly. With a loud sigh, Evie grabbed the knife.

"Evangeline" Damon warned but she didn't listen. Evie cut off the tape binding his wrists to the chair.

"Thank you." Kai smiled up at her, but she just scoffed.

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