#bennettwicca

Dani, we couldn’t agree more! It’s been an absolute honor to watch Tatum develop Hayley these past few months. And with her keen eye for all of Hayley’s nuanced layers, we’re even more excited to see where she takes Hayley next! Shout out to you, @hcyleymcrshall!

[ ✉️ to Bonnie ] GOOD MORNING!!!!!! 

[ ✉️ to Bonnie ] Hey wanna go get some coffee? 

The one thing this whole shindig showed Derek, was that the Quarter was certainly full of all kinds. He rose from the table, leaving Sabine & her outspoken nature behind, smoothing the fitted navy shirt that was tucked loosely into his darkened jeans as he walked slowly towards the next table. The alpha couldn’t hide his smirk as he noticed the occupant in the other chair... “Fancy meeting you here.”

Twice now, Alaric had bumped into the young girl he’d saved so many weeks ago from a Vampire gone rogue and twice now it had been under unusual circumstances. She’d just walked out of the very same apothecary he’d dropped her off at. The one she claimed to live near to. Her hands were full to bursting with brown bags filled with odd shaped items. If he hadn’t noticed her stepping out and pulled the reigns on his step, he’d have knocked them all clean out.

“Sorry, so sorry.” She breathed, her eyes wide when she realized who it was. She had the same reaction any time he came near, like she was intimidated by the detective. Opening her mouth to speak, she closed it again and looked sheepishly down at her packages. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to ask.” He replied gruffly.

Allison couldn’t help but enjoy the sounds that roll off the speakers. The low tremble in the bass rattling up in chest. She’d extended her hands, pulling Bonnie along with her into the throng of people that danced without a care. It was riveting to feel like they weren’t as lonely. Life had been nothing but cruel to them two but it didn’t mean that they had to wonder the city with empty hearts and the loneliness that lived deep within them. 

Love blossomed and it died but it no longer meant it had to shackle them down. Tonight, Allison wanted to embrace the wildness that encapsulated the dance floor. People from different domination, ethnic groups, gender categories or any other oppressed factions now stood sweaty and completely engrossed in the sounds that brought them all together. 

“Hell no! Bonnie, you are far too beautiful to be a shut in! Tonight, we take back the night and we make it whatever we want!” Allison shouted back. Gingerly, she’d held the girl’s face. “Do you trust me? Because if you do, you’ll take this plunge with me. If it sucks, we’ll go eat some greasy pizza and make fun of the crazy outfits everyone’s wearing. It’s a time for healing....don’t you just wanna feel something other than loneliness and regret? We’re too young regret out lives!” Allison dropped her hands from her cheeks, skipping closer to the chaos. 

“I can’t, Bonnie.” Derek’s voice was low, the alpha barely able to raise his head to glance at the witch. They’d been debating this topic on and off for as long as he’d known her, throwing it back and forth depending on which of the pair were down in the dumps. Whether it was her lack of magic or his lack of family. The truth was, his guilt for the tragedy ate him alive every single day. The ghosts of his past haunted him beyond his limits, stripping any sense of normalcy he ever hoped to attain in his life. 

The dark beauty was curled into a ball, sipping tea and periodically judging his brooding. “Yes you can, Derek. It’s not your fault.” She pressed, firmly. He was used to her stubborn streak. It was strong enough to give his own a run for it’s money, but she didn’t understand… Didn’t know the circumstances surrounding their death, surrounding the lack of proxy to his sister for those two longs years. 

An elaboration of this

He had absolutely no idea what was going to happen when he go to the cemetery. All the wolf knew was that he had to try, even if that scared the hell out of Bonnie. He didn’t mean to worry her, truly he didn’t…but at the same time, he was glad she was getting some of her own medicine back. She did this to him all the damn time.

Her panicked messages weren’t doing anything to ease his own determination. Instead, he slid the cell back into his pocket and kept moving forward. He had to get to the bottom of what was going on with her, with her powers…He couldn’t keep watching her try and try, only to fail miserably…and painfully.

When she realized he wasn’t going to stop, or slow down on his mission, she sent a final message…one that he was reluctant to read but did so anyway. “just… come back alive, okay?” He shook his head, talking out loud as if she was standing right there with him… “No promises, Bon.”

“So, there’s this guy…” Bonnie’s words were tentative, almost like she was unsure on how he’d take the conversation. “Yeah..” He replied gruffly, not phased one bit. He wasn’t really one for gossip, but it was Bonnie, so he’d listen. “Well, he’s…I don’t know if he’s interested in me.” 

A brow raised as the wolf lifted his head towards her. “How could he not be? I mean, look at you.” He replied, as if it was the most obvious response in the world. It was hard to believe that there was a guy out there not interested in her. “Well, I don’t know what to do about it…”

“Can’t you just use your juju on him?” It was certainly easier than trying to work out the other sex, because lord knows people have been trying to resolve the mysteries of ‘what were they thinking?’ and ‘where do we stand?’ etc, for years to no avail…“You’re saying I need a love potion?” She asked on a laugh, swatting at his arm playfully.

“Or, you could just ask him…”