This is my first fan fiction, I hope whoever reads it enjoys it! :) Reviews would be appreciated. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
The thought kept running through Bonnie Bennett's head like a broken record.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
Bonnie was sitting in a booth at the Mystic Grill with her vampire best friend, Caroline Forbes.
Not long after Stefan, Damon, Caroline, Tyler, Rose, Katherine, Elijah, Jeremy, Alaric, Elena, and Bonnie had defeated Klaus, Bonnie had rekindled her friendship with Caroline and realized that not all vampires were horrible creatures.
Now, Caroline was talking animatedly about something to do with her now long-time werewolf boyfriend, Tyler Lockwood.
Bonnie was trying to focus on the words that were continuously tumbling out of the Caroline's oblivious mouth, but she just couldn't.
The only thing the witch could think about was that one sentence that was so simple, and yet so complicated.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
Over and over again. Louder and louder each time.
The main door to the Mystic Grill opened with an audible creaking sound.
The vampire and the witch both turned to see who was entering.
Stefan and Elena.
After a quick wave the both of them, Caroline continued on with her drabble about how great of a kisser Tyler was and how sweet and gentle he was. Not noticing Bonnie's reaction to the couple at all.
That's Caroline, oblivious as always. Bonnie though sarcastically.
She wondered what Stefan's kisses were like, what they would feel like…
Stop it, Bonnie. Stop torturing yourself. The witch chastised herself.
Oh, I'm such a horrible, awful person. Bonnie thought dreadfully.
Elena is my best friend and here I am pining after her boyfriend who she is madly in love with...and he's in love with her.
Bonnie was drowning in a bunch of negative emotions. Guilt, self-hate, self-pity, and something she couldn't quite place.
Aha, jealousy.
All of a sudden the witch was overwhelmingly jealous of Elena. The brunette was gorgeous, with good grades, guys at her every beck and call, loyal friends, and the most amazing boyfriend ever.
Yeah, so much for being a loyal friend. Bonnie thought bitterly. I'm in love with her boyfriend.
"Bonnie? Bonnieeee?" Caroline was frantically waving her hands in front of the witch's face. "You've barely said a word since we got here. Were you even listening to anything I was saying?" The blond vampire narrowed her eyes accusingly.
"Of course, Caroline. You were just talking about Tyler." Bonnie answered.
"Bonnie that was like 20 minutes ago!" Caroline let out an exasperated sigh.
"Oh Care, I'm sorry. To be honest with you I'm, uh, not really feeling well today." Bonnie lied.
She wanted to tell Caroline, honestly, she really did, but she couldn't. She was terrified of what Caroline's reaction would be.
"Puh-lease, Bonnie! Do you really expect me to believe that?" Caroline questioned.
"Uh, yes?" Although Bonnie hadn't intended it to, but her answer came out as a question.
She had always been a terrible liar.
Luckily, Bonnie was saved from Caroline's wrath as two shadows loomed over them.
They both looked up to see Stefan and Elena.
Oh my goodness, why does he have to be so gorgeous? Bonnie thought faintly.
The couple smiled at the two girls. Elena's big and bright, Stefan's tentative.
"Hey guys!" Elena greeted them.
"Hey Elena." Said Caroline and Bonnie in unison.
"Hi Stefan." Caroline greeted.
"Hey, Caroline."
A pause.
"Hi Bonnie." Stefan greeted the witch.
His green eyes locked with hers.
She couldn't take this anymore.
She grabbed her purse, and without a word, fled from the Mystic Grill.
All she could think about was that fact that she was in love with somebody who would never love her back.
The witch barely made it to her car, but when she did, she climbed inside, locked all of the doors, and cried her heart out.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
I'm in love with Stefan Salvatore.
The broken record, never stopping, played again, and again, and again.
This is supposed to be a one-shot, but I'm thinking of making it a multi-chapter. Reviews? Please? :)