Bonnie walked with her plate to a table and wanted to start eating when she felt a pair of eyes burning in her back. She looked up and saw Keith standing next to her shooting her a meaningful glance. Bonnie, not wanting to be rude, waved at the seat opposite of her. Keith walked around the table, put his plate down and sank on the chair.
“Keith Dason” Keith introduced himself. Bonnie accepted his hand. “Bonnie Bennett” she said. She started eating.
Keith, however, didn’t touch his food, but kept staring at Bonnie. Bonnie looked up, feeling uneasy. She swallowed.
“Why, eh, why are you here?” she asked to be polite.
“I saw something” Keith said. “My friend’s heart got ripped out”
Bonnie looked at her plate. “That must have been awful” she mumbled. Keith nodded.
“She was a really close friend. We met three years ago. She was going through a hard time. Her parents kicked her out of the house, because she was…different”
Bonnie took a deep breath. “Different” she said soft. “I’d know how that feels”
“You do?” Keith asked curious.
Bonnie’s face stiffened. “Yeah, but not anymore” she quickly recovered herself. “I’m just like everyone else now”
“There was a time you weren’t?” Keith continued guessing.
Bonnie got up and took her plate. “I have to go”
“Oh” Keith said, sounding disappointed. “Eh, talk to you later?” he asked hopeful.
“Yeah, sure” Bonnie said and she walked away.
“Keith Dason” Keith introduced himself. Bonnie accepted his hand. “Bonnie Bennett” she said. She started eating.
Keith, however, didn’t touch his food, but kept staring at Bonnie. Bonnie looked up, feeling uneasy. She swallowed.
“Why, eh, why are you here?” she asked to be polite.
“I saw something” Keith said. “My friend’s heart got ripped out”
Bonnie looked at her plate. “That must have been awful” she mumbled. Keith nodded.
“She was a really close friend. We met three years ago. She was going through a hard time. Her parents kicked her out of the house, because she was…different”
Bonnie took a deep breath. “Different” she said soft. “I’d know how that feels”
“You do?” Keith asked curious.
Bonnie’s face stiffened. “Yeah, but not anymore” she quickly recovered herself. “I’m just like everyone else now”
“There was a time you weren’t?” Keith continued guessing.
Bonnie got up and took her plate. “I have to go”
“Oh” Keith said, sounding disappointed. “Eh, talk to you later?” he asked hopeful.
“Yeah, sure” Bonnie said and she walked away.
Katherine ran to Fell’s church and climbed down. Rebekah had grabbed the phone out her hands and told her how stupid she was.
“They’re using you to find that witch, you idiot!” she had snapped.
Katherine hurried to the tomb and opened it. “Get out” she said to the weak Bonnie, who was lying close to the door. Katherine grabbed her hand and Bonnie shrieked. It was the hand with the hurt finger. “Come on, get out. I need to move you” Katherine said agitated. She dragged her out of the tomb, ignoring her cries.
But as soon as Bonnie was out of the tomb Katherine felt two hands on her shoulders that pushed her forward. She fell and turned around to see Caroline helping Bonnie stand up. “What the hell are you doing?” she asked. Caroline looked up. “I can ask you the same question” she fired back. She bit her wrist and forced Bonnie to drink, so her wounds would heal. “Come on, I’ll bring you home”
“Where is that?” Bonnie asked depressed.
“They’re using you to find that witch, you idiot!” she had snapped.
Katherine hurried to the tomb and opened it. “Get out” she said to the weak Bonnie, who was lying close to the door. Katherine grabbed her hand and Bonnie shrieked. It was the hand with the hurt finger. “Come on, get out. I need to move you” Katherine said agitated. She dragged her out of the tomb, ignoring her cries.
But as soon as Bonnie was out of the tomb Katherine felt two hands on her shoulders that pushed her forward. She fell and turned around to see Caroline helping Bonnie stand up. “What the hell are you doing?” she asked. Caroline looked up. “I can ask you the same question” she fired back. She bit her wrist and forced Bonnie to drink, so her wounds would heal. “Come on, I’ll bring you home”
“Where is that?” Bonnie asked depressed.