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↳ ⸻ knock - knock .... can i come in ?

there weren't many people he felt like indulging today. that heart-split , stomach-sick feeling he'd been nursing since may had made a more permanent home in him ----- festered and rotted until he was rife with infection. take the antibiotics , excise the wound , but , god , it came back ..... it always came back. he could've lived with it ( or preferably died with it ) if they could only stop fucking hovering ..... he'd already readied himself to launch the pillow at elena or stefan ( whichever had assigned themself babysitting duty today ) when bonnie's voice cut through fog of self-induced isolation. see , the thing about bonnie was he actually liked her. she occupied that soft part of his heart reserved exclusively for the girls he'd grown up trailing behind .... the ones going through hell right now. he couldn't bring himself to be another absorbed prick wallowing in his own bullshit while she was hung out to dry. maybe to someone else , but not to her. a sigh. he dropped the pillow. turned down sweet spine and opened the door open. " hey. " the door swung open. he gestured for her to come inside. " you okay ?? "

herowitch

she's known jeremy forever. his sister might be the one she spends most of her time with, for better or worse, but he's been stamped clear across her heart just the same. so it isn't exclusively for elena's sake that she's seeing him now, or that relief presses heavily into her marrow as he lets her in. offers a small attempt at a smile as she slips by, lets her bag slide down her arm and rests it on top of his desk to let them both know she's sticking around for longer than a minute. "not really?" offers him a roll of her eyes, good-natured, a reminder to them both that the i'm fines or the don't worry about its are wasted breath in the space between them. she'd rather meet him somewhere ugly, somewhere honest. "going through the motions. i kind of feel like i'm trapped inside one of your video games, and i'm definitely not the one with the controller."

bonnie perches on the very edge of his bed, expels a long breath, does her best not to glance around his room for any bongs or lighters or much worse, thanks. doesn't want to know any more than elena or jenna have already jumped all over him for. "what about you?" gazes up at him, steady, voice soft like she's already keeping a secret she hasn't yet heard. "how are you?"

#griefaches #they <3

melancholiias

for most of her life, elena had never doubted that she could talk to bonnie bennett. nearly attached at the hip, the two girls had formed a bond over the years that was bone deep. the death of her parents was the first time that elena had found herself at a loss for words, and in the wake of unthinkable tragedy once more, they again faltered and died on her lips. nothing felt right. i'm sorry? it would be a good place to start. it's what elena's guilt— already insurmountable— wanted to scream. but she didn't. she just shook her head and let her brows knit themselves together in concern.

"of course i know that, bonnie, but i was hoping you would talk to me. i know your list is just as big and chaotic, and we spend a lot of time on mine." it felt like pushing it. elena didn't want to spook bonnie or apply too much pressure and make her pull back, but she also knew the world didn't revolve around elena gilbert. bonnie had a heavy weight on her shoulders as well, and it was all too much to carry alone.

herowitch

well, trying for peace must have been the operative word. but i was hoping you would talk to me. sure. to reassure elena, she means but can't say; probably doesn't even consciously realize she wants it. bonnie can close her eyes and still see the guilt written all over her best friend. and sure, maybe she shouldn't blame elena for any of it. she's trying so hard not to. but she warned her, didn't she? about the darkness sticking to stefan's skin, about everything damon is, about what the salvatores and vampires will bring to mystic falls. bonnie's been banging on glass walls, screaming as loudly as she can, but no one ever listens. everyone has a reason, everyone has an excuse, everyone needs another chance, bonnie, just give him a chance, i'm finally happy. well, good for you, what does that feel like?

she needs grams like a missing lung.

"i don't know what you want me to talk about, elena." her voice has gone unmistakably flat, lips pressing together into a hard line. she's being unfair, she's being unfair, she needs to reel it back in, but. "i just wanted to make sure it isn't another stefan situation bothering you, or a damon situation, because if it is, i'd rather catch it early on and help you fix it before someone else gets hurt. you know?"

#melancholiias #'elena didn't want to spook bonnie or apply too much pressure' INSTANT FAIL

wakeupstiles

"Me? Oh I'm not--I was just--I'm not like stalking you. I mean, I wouldn't stalk anyone. Not really the stalking type--my dads a cop, actually." he cut himself off and blew out a breath "The vending machine ate my five." he pointed at it. "I was seeing if it would give it back but now I'm realizing I would actually pay five more dollars if it got me out of this situation...."

herowitch

"incredibly smooth save." flashes him a smile, teasing, her tension from before vanishing in the wake of his endearingly panicked explanation. she crosses closer to the vending machine, pressing experimental fingers against its surface. "so... does your cop dad know you stalk girls around town? or is it going to be a terrible surprise later?"

#wakeupstiles

sftblud

"wow, bon. lurk? seriously? talk about an unnecessarily ominous word." there's a roll of her eyes as caroline spoke, stepping further into the carnival lights. a step too far it seemed, as she found herself squinting slightly against the brightness and moved back a couple paces. "can i not just want to bask in the beauteousness that is my best friend?"

herowitch

lips transform into a smile of relief when she realizes it's only caroline. "i don't know, can you try basking in my beauteousness outside of the creepy shadows?" drawn in by her friend's hesitation, bonnie slips closer to her nonetheless, indulgent. "what's with you? did you start drinking already?"

#sftblud

bourbonblooded

"If I wanted to lurk, I'd send a crow." Damon stepped out to where he was visible. He was admittedly testing her a little, seeing just how strong that intuition had gotten. If for nothing but mere curiosity on his end. "You and Emily have a lot more in common than just blood and magic, you know."

herowitch

"like a profound loathing for you? you don't have to tell me what i already know." is damon walking down a permanent road to somewhere better, where the streets aren't littered with bodies, or is it all just a temporary show for elena's sake? that's still the question plaguing her every time he crawls out of the shadows. "but you're still here, so it's obviously not that much in common."

#bourbonblooded #he's so handsome in that gif get me out of here

like a fun new party trick, she knows there's something off in the room before they even reveal themselves. it's a tickle in her senses, a disembodied whisper in the back of her mind that she isn't truly alone. "—are you going to lurk all day, or do you want to talk?"

#mfustarters #have a bonbon!!

melancholiias

"—no, no, i'm okay. i just got stuck in my own head again." how could she not? between being kidnapped, stefan's current struggles, katherine, uncle john turning out to be biological father john, the tomb vampires being released and gram dying leading to bonnie's distance, it felt like the world was spinning at an unsustainable rate. "been a wild few weeks, huh?"

herowitch

presses her lips together hard, for a second, because she knows better than to believe elena gilbert when she says her classic i'm okay. especially lately. "understatement of the year. you know we can talk about it, right? whatever you're getting stuck in your head about." then bonnie smiles, nudges the other girl with an elbow before she can veer too hard into pushy caroline friend level territory. "if you can even pick just one thing out in your chaotic list of things going on right now." and does bonnie have an entire list of her own? things she's resentful of toward many people, elena included? sure. but there's been too many near misses already, too much death; so for now, she's trying for peace.

#melancholiias