Wetness found my face and I winced at the feelings of tightness against my abused skin. Someone was lifting me and calling my name with an anguish I couldn't ignore. I frowned mentally, unhappy that this person was so sad.
I couldn't seem to do anything about it though. It felt like I was drowning and could not find where the water ended. No up or down, left or right. Nothingness.
"Bonnie!! Don't give up... I need you...." Julian's whisper resounded through my head. He was crying I realized, his tears were the wetness burning my cheeks. I hated to see him so sad... My own tears trickled through my lashes as I struggled to open them.
Emotions were coursing in my veins with a depth and a clarity that I had never felt before. Emotions for and concerning Julian who I had realized I... loved. It was strange that I felt no sense of surprise at this, that I had always known it.... My future self had been right when she had spoken to me.... I hadn't really believed her.... And now, it was too late, I would never have a chance to fulfill her hopes, hopes which were now a part of me as she was.... She, I, had been right about bringing Julian back into this world....
"Don't cry...." I whispered. It took too much energy to even think now.... I had to tell him though. "I love you..."
A silver cord appeared in my mind as the pain left. I sighed and heard Julian's whisper both in my mind and in my ears, "I love you.", and then I let go.
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Change to Stasy's POV
Bonnie was dead. I could feel the remnants of her battered presence go out like a light in my head. It was what I had wished, yet it left me empty. She had been one of the most innocent and pure people I had ever met, and I had helped destroy her. Killing her did not exact the revenge towards the father I had had in name only. To be honest, I had never felt anything other than a vague distaste for Klaus and an anger at the way he had treated Kalliope....
Kalliope's death didn't pain me as deeply as Bonnie's and I despised myself for it. My mother's death didn't mean as much to me as a girl's I had never formally met. What did that make me? A monster.
I smiled grimly and brought my wrist to my mouth. I grimaced at the taste of my own blood, but let it flow to relieve my anger towards myself. Blue fire lit up the room as I let it go to destroy the wall I was facing. I smiled once more and licked my lips clean of the bitter blood.
It was then I decided I could not stay here and face Julian when he got back from Bonnie's side, or Damon from wherever he had gone after first running a hand down the side of Bonnie's face.
Both of them loved her, but I sensed a connection within Julian and Bonnie that hadn't been realised. The soulmate connection. Hunter had spoken of it with a vague disgust last time I had seen him. He had not believed it possible and shunned it, but there was a proof of it in Bonnie and Julian towards each other.
They loved eachother deeply, yes, but it was so much more than that.... I couldn't believe they had never seen it. They had probably not wanted to see it, or did not know what they were facing even if they did. I did not know exactly and I put limits on myself as to how much and how deeply I could go in a person's mind.