endings.

It's over, but is it over for good? Should it be for good? Is it really gone? Cause when it's gone it's gone for good… (one-shot or not)

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.

What to do now? I am tired, so tired. I feel hollow. I just want to leave it all behind.

The last few years were a nightmare. Learning that I'm a witch losing friends and family being the one to take all the tough decisions and save everyone in this God forsaken town.

I'm tired, I'm not needed anymore, my job here is done. Elena is finally safe and her only problem now is to choose a brother. I won't stay to watch this. I did everything I could to preserve everyone's safety and now that all our supernatural problems are solved, I just want to go. It might look bizarre, really. Someone would think that I must be happy now and that I would be finally settling down to Mystic Falls and finally enjoy the peace. I can't. I don't know why. This situation tired my whole being. I'm packing now. Noone will know it. I don't like goodbyes."

Bonnie closed her diary and got back packing most of her belongings. She was going to take the bus then the train and then, well whatever, she would figure out where to go on her way there. Her eyes fell to her board full of pictures. Elena Caroline and Bonnie in age 5, all the gang together in the 60's dance. The Mystic Falls high loved theme dances. For one second she remembered her outfits, somehow most of them ended having blood stains. Everything felt so numb.

Elena must have called her like five times. She wasn't going to answer her. She was always there for her, but now she couldn't do it anymore. She had to do something for herself and leave it all behind. She closed the last bag, that was it. She didn't take any photos or souvenirs or anything, she wanted to start fresh.

Now it was the hardest part. She took her grimoire and put on some soft jacket. It was a chilly summer night, she locked the door of her home and headed to the woods. She decided she didn't like her nature anymore, it brought her nothing but pain, so she was about to leave the grimoire in a safe place and continue her life, or what was left of it. She couldn't detect why she felt to unhappy, she was in denial.

She finally reached to the old remnants of the church, when it all started. Emily possessing her , Damon biting her. She reached to the same place where the pentalpha Emily drew once was. She took a deep breath and then stared chanting something in latin. The earth started to move and a current of air swirled the ground, in that specific area, creating a big hole of great depth. She felt her stomach tight, took a final breath and moved telepathically the grimoire into the hole, while chanting again and closing it for good. She looked to the ground, were the hole was, a few seconds ago.

'What are you doing here, witchy?"

Of course he would be here to upset her. His sudden appearance didn't even startle her, she was too numb.

"Just go Damon" she said not even looking at him.

"Did you you just bury your cookbook?" he said, perplexed.

"Never mind, I'll leave" she said, mostly to herself.

"No, wait" he said moving towards her.

'I'm done here Damon..."

Author's note: I felt I wanted to write this down, so I did and after months I thought I might post it. Would you like it to have next chapters, would I like it to have next chapters or would we choose to leave this piece of fantasy as it is, taking in all the sorrow of the situation narrated above? I don't know, if you feel like it, please express your thoughts and share them with me. Thank you.

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