Caroline looked around in Bonnie’s room. “It’s all so…white” she zei turning to Bonnie, who was sitting on the bed. “I can’t believe u signed up for this. And without telling me”
“I’m telling u 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! u have to see this view, it’s amazing” she said, looking at the garden.
“Yeah, I’ve seen it” Bonnie zei 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 of u 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 u to help me get Damon back and so I dragged u into this whole mess. I hurt so many innocent people for my vendetta against Damon. But u 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 bed and walked to the doorway. “What are u doing here? Get back to your own room” she zei 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 zei apologizing and she linked her arm with the man’s arm. “Come on, Keith, let’s get u to your room”
“I’m telling u 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! u have to see this view, it’s amazing” she said, looking at the garden.
“Yeah, I’ve seen it” Bonnie zei 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 of u 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 u to help me get Damon back and so I dragged u into this whole mess. I hurt so many innocent people for my vendetta against Damon. But u 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 bed and walked to the doorway. “What are u doing here? Get back to your own room” she zei 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 zei apologizing and she linked her arm with the man’s arm. “Come on, Keith, let’s get u 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 keuken-, keuken 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 volgende 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 keuken-, keuken 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 volgende 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.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the gras on the heuvel started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the gras away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t verplaats it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the uithangbord which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t verplaats it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the uithangbord which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
