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Dreams at Night (Bonnie) 
21st-Sep-2010 09:17 pm
Prompt Two for tvd_las was "picnic" and here's my idea:

Title: Dreams At Night
Word Count: 574
Prompt: Picnic
Characters: Bonnie

If there ever was such a thing as perfection, Bonnie was pretty sure that this was it.

There were sandwiches, grapes, cherry tomatoes - she loved cherry tomatoes! - and even some wine. White wine, of course. If she spilled it on her dress, at least it wouldn't leave any stains.

For the first time in a long while, Bonnie felt content. Not just content - happy. She felt as if the weight was lifted off her shoulders. She didn't have to worry about anything.

Across from her, Grams had sat down. She was smiling gently.

As Bonnie lifted her head to take a sip from her glass, she saw an eagle in the sky. She heard its cry, even though it should have been too far away.

Maybe, she thought, it smelled the sandwiches and wanted some. Even as the thought went through her mind, she dismissed it. Eagles didn't eat dead meat, did they?

Nevertheless, she grabbed one of the sandwiches to throw it across the grass, so the bird would leave her alone. But when her hand touched the plate, she found it dipping in mud.

"Grams?" she asked, suddenly unsure of herself. But where Grams had sat, there was nothing but dust and dirt. A breeze came up and blew pieces of dust into Bonnie lap.

She dropped the glass she'd been holding and jumped up, intent on running as far away as possible. Only now, there wasn't an open field of grass anymore, there were trees sprouting from the ground and twisting themselves around her. One looked like Stefan. But before she could reach out to him, it vanished behind other trees.

"You thought you could escape?" A voice Bonnie didn't recognize rumbled like thunder through the air. Instead of trying to come up with an answer, Bonnie started to climb through the trees that were now growing so thick that the ground was completely covered. Where her foot had just been, there was now a small tree breaking through the ground and growing as if in time lapse.

"You thought you'd just be forgiven?" The voice asked again, almost mocking. More branches spread around Bonnie, trying to keep her from climbing further or higher. Leaves now covered the entire sky and she lost the sense of where to flee towards. There was a laughter that sounded like Damon's.

"No," she cried, "no, I didn't!" Twigs were getting caught in her dress, ripping it and scratching her skin. One wrapped around her left hand in a tight grip.

"No, I didn't," she tried again, but whoever the voice belonged to wasn't listening anymore. Branches now wrapped around her legs and even her waist. Suddenly Bonnie realized, this would be her last breath. She should use it for something meaningful. "I'm sorry, Grams!"

With a sudden jolt, Bonnie woke up. Tears were streaming freely down her cheeks, choking her breath.

"Bonnie!" Her Dad opened the door roughly. "Another nightmare?" Bonnie could do nothing but nod. Gently, he sat down on her bed and wrapped his arms around her. "It's okay, honey," he mumbled, "it's okay."

Over his shoulder, Bonnie saw Grams' photograph on the window sill. The picture had her smiling gently at her and it made her seem almost alive if it weren't for the black ribbon tied around the corner.

I'm sorry, Bonnie mouthed. I'm sorry. I will make it up to you. I will make them pay.
21st-Sep-2010 08:38 pm (UTC)
Thats pretty intense, it's GREAT! Written very well and I LOVE the end.

23rd-Sep-2010 06:07 am (UTC)
Aw, thank you very much :)
12th-Oct-2010 11:00 pm (UTC)
This was amazing!! I wasn't expecting it at all, because I mistakenly thought the title was 'Picnic.' It was very descriptive. The nightmare seems horrific. Poor Bonnie.
14th-Oct-2010 09:12 am (UTC)
Thank you, hon :)
14th-Oct-2010 09:12 am (UTC)
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