Why? - Kai Parker Fanfic

My Personal Hell

4 months, 4 bloody months is how long I've been in this god awful prison world.

Damon keeps saying it's his own personal hell, but quite frankly, its mine. Bonnie is getting on my last nerve and all me and Damon do is get drunk.

You can only imagine how much I hate bourbon. We need some new alcohol in this mansion.

Fuck this, I'm going to the grocery store.

"Damon, Bonnie! I'm going to the grocery story, do you guys want anything?" I ask while screaming through the house.

I Hear footsteps come towards me. I look up to see Damon and Bonnie.

"I'm going with you," Bonnie chimes in.

Oh bloody hell, I wanted to go by myself.

"Same," Damon interrupts my thoughts.

"No, it wasnt an offer. I'm going by myself. Do you guys need anything?" I say, loosing my patience.

Bonnie lightly shakes her head and Damon grabs his keys.

"I dont trust you with my care, so I'm coming. End of discussion." Damon says as he walks out the door with Bonnie right behind him.

I let out a huff. I'm not in the mood to be told what to do.

"FOR FUCK SAKE!" I say angrily.

"I call shotgun," Bonnie yells out.

Fuck no, I always get the passenger's seat and I always get what I want.

I vamp speed to the car and seat in the passenger's seat before Bonnie can even get anywhere near the car.

"Maybe next time, Bon Bon," I say in a sarcastic tone. No way am Ietting her get her way.

Bonnie looks at me angry and opens the back door and slams it shut behind her.

"Hey! Dont slam my doors! No cat fights  today," Damon says.

I lightly chuckle at his comment.

The car ride was quick, we got there in ten minutes.

I get out of the car quickly and walk towards the entrance of the grocery store.

I go straight for the tequila and pop the cap open. As I'm about to take a swig of it, I hear the most obnoxious chewing behind me.

I put the bottle down and turn around to see some guy perched up on a lawn chair with pork grinds.

"Rough day huh, y/n," the boy says.

I look at him confused and shocked.

"Oh sorry, manners, I'm kai. Pork grind?" The boy says again while holding out the pork grinds out to me.

He chews loudly again.

"That's going to have to stop," I say, loosing my patience again.

"Oh you think this is annoying? Try listening to you and Bonnie bicker every five minutes," Kai says while rocking on the lawn chair.

"So you've been following us?" I say, trying to put the pieces together.

"Of course I have, you guys are the closest thing to a tv. I mean, your no Baywatch, but-" he suddenly cuts himself off, "remember Baywatch?" Kai says with a slight smile on his face.

"No, I do not," I say with a flat tone.

"Ohh, oh. You like lifeguards? Like hot ones?" Kai talks again while putting a pork grind in his mouth.