Jeremy entered Bonnie’s house after he had knocked several times. He knew she was home, he had seen shadows. So he walked down the hall and opened the door. “Bonnie? Are bạn there?” he called out. He looked around in the suspiciously quiet room. Then he saw Bonnie standing in the corner. He almost hadn’t noticed her. “Bonnie? Why are bạn standing there?” he asked suspicious. Bonnie left her corner and walked towards him. “Why are bạn here, Jeremy?” she asked. Jeremy recognized her voice, but there was something in her way of speaking that worried him. “I need to talk to you” he started, not feeling comfortable. “Ever since I came back from the death I see things that aren’t there” “Like what?” Bonnie asked, sounding thêm curious than concerned.
Jeremy pulled his clothes before he answered. “People. Dead people” Bonnie swallowed. She avoided Jeremy’s look and scratched her hair. She was nervous. No, agitated. “There will be consequences” she mumbled to herself. “What?” Jeremy asked. Bonnie still didn’t look at him. “When bạn were dead, I brought bạn to the witches. I tried to bring bạn back alive with magic. They đã đưa ý kiến ‘There will be consequences’. This must be it” she đã đưa ý kiến sounding terrified. “Seeing dead people? Why? Is there a purpose? And how can I stop it?” Jeremy asked in one breath. Bonnie grabbed her boyfriend bởi his shoulders.
“You won’t do anything. I’m taking care of it” she đã đưa ý kiến sharply. “But-” “I mean it, Jeremy Gilbert. bạn let it just happen and I will fix it” she repeated. “Bonnie, your eyes” Jeremy said. Bonnie averted her head. “What about them?” she asked with a trembling voice. “They’re blurry” he đã đưa ý kiến worried. She pointed with her finger at Jeremy. “Go home” The tiếp theo moment Jeremy was sitting in his bedroom.
Jeremy pulled his clothes before he answered. “People. Dead people” Bonnie swallowed. She avoided Jeremy’s look and scratched her hair. She was nervous. No, agitated. “There will be consequences” she mumbled to herself. “What?” Jeremy asked. Bonnie still didn’t look at him. “When bạn were dead, I brought bạn to the witches. I tried to bring bạn back alive with magic. They đã đưa ý kiến ‘There will be consequences’. This must be it” she đã đưa ý kiến sounding terrified. “Seeing dead people? Why? Is there a purpose? And how can I stop it?” Jeremy asked in one breath. Bonnie grabbed her boyfriend bởi his shoulders.
“You won’t do anything. I’m taking care of it” she đã đưa ý kiến sharply. “But-” “I mean it, Jeremy Gilbert. bạn let it just happen and I will fix it” she repeated. “Bonnie, your eyes” Jeremy said. Bonnie averted her head. “What about them?” she asked with a trembling voice. “They’re blurry” he đã đưa ý kiến worried. She pointed with her finger at Jeremy. “Go home” The tiếp theo moment Jeremy was sitting in his bedroom.
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 phòng bếp, nhà bếp 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 một giây drawer tiếp theo 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 phòng bếp, nhà bếp 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 một giây drawer tiếp theo 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.