Caroline looked around in Bonnie’s room. “It’s all so…white” she a dit turning to Bonnie, who was sitting on the bed. “I can’t believe toi signed up for this. And without telling me”
“I’m telling toi now” Bonnie said, while she opened her suitcase. “Thanks for bringing my stuff. I wouldn’t know who else to bother” she added softly.
“It’s no bother” Caroline said, though she avoided to look at her. She walked to the window. “Wow! toi have to see this view, it’s amazing” she said, looking at the garden.
“Yeah, I’ve seen it” Bonnie a dit a little absent-minded. “Hey, Caroline? I’m sorry…for what I did”
Caroline reluctantly turned around and managed to force a little smile. “Don’t worry about it. It’s not like I was tortured ou toi played with my mind and I wasn’t cursed. Damon and Elena are the real victims here”
“Maybe, but…” Bonnie stopped to take a breath. “I manipulated you. I…used our friendship for my own sake. I begged toi to help me get Damon back and so I dragged toi into this whole mess. I hurt so many innocent people for my vendetta against Damon. But toi still want to help me. I don’t deserve your friendship”
Caroline had turned away and wiped her tears, hoping Bonnie wouldn’t see them. “I should go. I’m late for school”
Still avoiding Bonnie’s look Caroline walked out of the room and bumped into a man. “Sorry” she mumbled.
“It’s okay” the man said.
Bonnie got up from the lit and walked to the doorway. “What are toi doing here? Get back to your own room” she a dit a little reproaching.
“Sorry” the man mumbled. “I thought this was it”
Caroline looked around for help and fortunately she saw a nurse heading their way.
“I am so sorry” she a dit apologizing and she linked her arm with the man’s arm. “Come on, Keith, let’s get toi to your room”
“I’m telling toi now” Bonnie said, while she opened her suitcase. “Thanks for bringing my stuff. I wouldn’t know who else to bother” she added softly.
“It’s no bother” Caroline said, though she avoided to look at her. She walked to the window. “Wow! toi have to see this view, it’s amazing” she said, looking at the garden.
“Yeah, I’ve seen it” Bonnie a dit a little absent-minded. “Hey, Caroline? I’m sorry…for what I did”
Caroline reluctantly turned around and managed to force a little smile. “Don’t worry about it. It’s not like I was tortured ou toi played with my mind and I wasn’t cursed. Damon and Elena are the real victims here”
“Maybe, but…” Bonnie stopped to take a breath. “I manipulated you. I…used our friendship for my own sake. I begged toi to help me get Damon back and so I dragged toi into this whole mess. I hurt so many innocent people for my vendetta against Damon. But toi still want to help me. I don’t deserve your friendship”
Caroline had turned away and wiped her tears, hoping Bonnie wouldn’t see them. “I should go. I’m late for school”
Still avoiding Bonnie’s look Caroline walked out of the room and bumped into a man. “Sorry” she mumbled.
“It’s okay” the man said.
Bonnie got up from the lit and walked to the doorway. “What are toi doing here? Get back to your own room” she a dit a little reproaching.
“Sorry” the man mumbled. “I thought this was it”
Caroline looked around for help and fortunately she saw a nurse heading their way.
“I am so sorry” she a dit apologizing and she linked her arm with the man’s arm. “Come on, Keith, let’s get toi to your room”
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cuisine where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the seconde drawer suivant to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cuisine where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the seconde drawer suivant to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.