Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2017 12:50:22 -0500
From: Girl Lover <pedogirllover@gmail.com>
Subject: Ultimate Surrender chapter 7

Chapter 7

Jennie woke up Monday morning to find Kala's side of the bed empty.  She
threw back the covers and not used to having one arm immobile, she pushed
herself up to a sitting position using her good arm.  The moment that her
feet hit the floor, she felt a sudden urge to pee so she plodded along to
the bathroom.  As she peed, she thought about how she was slowly becoming
used to living here.  It was so much nicer than her house.  She flushed
then walked into the living room to look for Kala.

She didn't see Kala anywhere, but there was a lot of stuff on the table.
Going over to it, she saw folded clothes, small boxes, bags and two guns.
She recognized the pistols from the many guns that she'd seen at her
parents' house.  Opening one of the small boxes, she saw several short,
gold-colored cylinders, a little thicker than the thickness of a pencil,
inside.  She pulled out one of the gold cylinders and looked at it
curiously.

At that moment, Kala walked in from the garage, freezing the instant she
saw Jennie, "Jennie, put that down."

Jennie laid it down on the table, noticing Kala's voice was not her usual
friendly tone, "What is it?"

"Nothing."  Kala walked over and picked it up, putting it back in its slot
with the other 9 mm bullets, then closing the box.  "Don't touch any of
this," she said, sterner than she intended, before turning away and going
into the kitchen.  Jennie stepped back a few steps, a worried look on her
face.  "What do you want for breakfast?," Kala's voice rang out from the
kitchen.  Jennie didn't answer.  It seemed like Kala was upset with her but
she didn't know why.  "Jennie?"

Kala stepped out and seeing the worried look on her face, came over,
"Jennie..."

"Are you mad at me?," Jennie's voice came out in a whisper.

"No," Kala hugged her, "I'm just...a little distracted and I took it out on
you.  I'm sorry."  Jennie glanced at the table.  "D'ya remember how I told
you that we were going to be leaving?"  Jennie nodded.  "Well...we're
leaving tomorrow."

"I'm going too?"

"Yes, I'm taking you with me."

"Where are we going?"

"Abilene."  Jennie's face was blank.  "It's about three and a half hours
northwest of here.  We're leaving tomorrow morning and will get there about
lunchtime."

"Why are we going there?"

"D'ya remember my family, the Burning Angels?"

"Yea."

"Well, we're going to stay with them for a while."

"Are Bonnie and Raven coming?"

"Raven is," Kala paused, then said quietly, "I don't think Bonnie will be
coming."

"I hope Bonnie can come."

Kala didn't respond to that, instead asking Jennie, "Go get your clothes
and bring them out here."

*****

"Sweetheart... it's time to get for school."  Bonnie's mother could see
that Bonnie's eyes were open and that she was awake.  She could also see
that her eyes were red from crying and there was no life in them, just a
blankness.

"Bonnie?..."  Still no response.

"Sweetheart?..."

Her dad came to the door, yelling, "Bonnie!  Get up this instant!"  Bonnie
stoically sat up and went to the bathroom.  Mom walked out and into the
living room where Dad was straightening his tie and exclaimed worriedly, "I
don't know what's wrong with her.  It's like she's a zombie."

"She's just acting out.  Trying to get her own way.  You need to be firm
with her," he replied, watching himself in the mirror as he adjusted his
tie.

After Dad drove off to work, Mom took Bonnie to school.  Neither of them
spoke during the ride and for Mom, it was an uncomfortable silence.  She
looked at Bonnie.  Bonnie's countenance and demeanor wasn't one of
rebellion, but of defeat and sorrow.  As they pulled up in front of the
building, Mom reminded her, "I'll be here at two forty-five to pick you
up.  Love you"  Bonnie didn't even look at her, much less respond.  She
opened the door and got out, walking into the building without looking
back.  Her mom watched her and noticed that not only was she not looking or
acknowledging anyone, she wasn't really walking.  It was more like trudging
in defeat as if all of her life and spirit had left her.  Why would she be
so wounded over some woman she had met?!  Mom wondered if maybe she and her
husband had gone about this the wrong way.

At school, Bonnie was alone.  Some of the girls engaged her, but she didn't
say anything back.  The only person she wanted to confide in was Jennie,
but she wasn't there.  Bonnie didn't participate in the class activities.
She just sat there, not moving until her teacher, thinking she might be
sick, sent her to the nurse.  The nurse took her temperature and asked if
she felt sick, but Bonnie wouldn't reply, so the nurse called her mom.

Several minutes later, Mom walked into the school office, "I got a call
about my daughter not feeling well."

"Yes, Mrs Cartwright," the receptionist replied, "She's right through that
door."  Mom walked into the adjoining room and saw Bonnie sitting in a
chair, looking at the floor, her whole upper torso sorta drooping
downwards.

Mom came over and kneeled down in front of her, "Bonnie?"  Just like that
morning, Bonnie didn't respond.  She just sat there, not moving or looking
at anything.

"She doesn't have a temperature, but she won't tell me what's wrong," the
nurse told her.

"I'll take her home," Mom replied.

As Mom walked with Bonnie to the car, Mom asked, "Bonnie, what's wrong?
Why are you acting this way?"  Bonnie continued to trudge along stupefied,
staring down at the ground in front of her.  At her wit's end, Mom stopped
in front of Bonnie, squatting down, trying to look her in the eyes.
Grasping her shoulders, "BONNIE!  Please talk to me!  Yell!  Cry!  Hit me!
Do something!  Anything!  Just don't shut me out like this!"  No response.
"What did this woman do to you?!"  No response.  "Who is she?!"  No
response.  Mom pinched her arm hard in one last desperate effort for a
response, but as she watched, all she saw was a few tears coming to
Bonnie's eyes.  With tears in her own eyes, Mom stopped pinching and hugged
her fiercely out of deep concern.  Then standing back up, Mom continued to
lead Bonnie to the car.

As they got in the car and pulled away into the parking lot, Mom asked her,
"Do you want Pizza Hut for dinner?"  She didn't think Bonnie would answer,
but she was willing to try anything as they continued toward home.

After arriving home, Bonnie saw the bars on the windows and went inside,
straight to her room.  Her backpack fell on the floor and she curled up on
the bed in a fetal position.  She had given up hope of ever seeing Raven
again.  Her mom looked in on her and saw that her eyes were blank, staring
at nothing.  There was no life in them.  With her concern now turning to
fear, Mom stepped out in the living room and called Dad at work.

"Henry, I'm really worried about Bonnie.....The teacher thought she was
sick so I brought her home.....No, she won't talk or respond or anything!
There's something really wrong with her!  I think we should make an
appointment with the doctor.....Okay, try not to stay too late."

After hanging up, Mom went to the fridge and poured a glass of orange juice
for Bonnie to drink, then brought it in to Bonnie.  "Honey, I brought you
some juice..."  Mom waited then set it on the nightstand.  Sitting on the
bed beside her, Mom rubbed her back sorrowfully as she wondered what was to
become of this.

*****

Raven got off her bike and walked inside her house.  She had been trying to
occupy herself, changing the oil on her bike, running errands, trying to
get her mind off Bonnie.  Now in the early evening, she was hungry, having
not had lunch.  She took out some leftovers and popped them in the
microwave, then texted Bonnie again.  She hadn't heard anything from Bonnie
yesterday and had texted her this morning but so far, Bonnie had not
replied.  Maybe she was with her parents and couldn't text or maybe she
lost her phone or maybe, she was simply too busy playing with her friends.
After all, she had a life too.  However, Raven had a feeling that it wasn't
any of these things and that something was wrong.

The microwave beeped and she took the food out and went over to the couch
to watch TV.  As she ate, she kept flipping through the channels, but
nothing looked good to her.  Finally in disgust, she turned it off.  She
took another bite, noticing how quiet it was...and lonely.  She checked her
phone to see if there was any reply, but there was nothing.  It was after
six.  Could Bonnie really have been so busy, that she couldn't check her
phone?!  When she finished eating, she laid down on the couch, staring at
the ceiling.  No matter what she did, she couldn't get Bonnie out of her
mind.  She kept seeing her cute little face as she giggled with water
dripping off her naked body in the hot tub.

`Why do I keep thinking about her?', she asked herself, `My family is the
Burning Angels.  She was just some passing encounter, nothing serious.'  At
least she was supposed to be, except it didn't turn out that way.  During
this past week, Bonnie had done something to her.  She had fallen into
Wonderland and was now trapped.  But she liked Wonderland and wanted to
stay, except now, she was alone and Wonderland wasn't very fun when you
were alone.

As the hours ticked by, she grew more and more despondent about Bonnie's
absence.  She couldn't deny that what had happened to Kala had happened to
her.  She had fallen in love.  With a kid, a nine year-old girl.  Like
Kala, she didn't know what this meant, only that she needed to figure it
out.

Getting up, she went over to Kala's and knocked.  Kala opened it and
stepped out into the garage.  "How's Jennie?," Raven asked.

"Good.  Her arm doesn't hurt anymore and the bruising has gone down."

"I haven't heard from Bonnie since the day before yesterday.  I've texted
and called, but there's no answer."

"Maybe she was busy or something," Kala suggested.

"No, something's wrong.  She wouldn't wait this long and not answer.  I
need to find out what happened."

"It may not matter anymore."

Raven scowled, "What do you mean?!"

"Jadis called this morning.  We're heading out tomorrow."

Raven felt a moment of anxiety, then asked, "Tomorrow?"

"Yea.  After we're done in Texas, we're moving on to Louisiana."

"You're taking Jennie?"  Kala nodded.  Raven looked off to the side,
thinking, then said quietly, "I can't take her.  Even if I could get her
away from her parents.  If anything were to happen to her..."  She looked
back at Kala, "Have you told Jennie what we'll be doing?"

"No.  I mean, what am I supposed to say?  This morning when I was packing,
she open up a box of 9 mm rounds and I got mad at her.  I didn't mean to.
It's just that I don't want her mixed up in all this.  She's so sweet and
innocent, I don't what her to know."

"Well, what is she going to think when she sees us pulling a job?"

"I don't know," Kala folded her arms as she leaned against the wall, "This
past week...it's opened my eyes as to what life can be...apart from the
Burning Angels."

Raven looked apprehensively at Kala, "I have to tell Bonnie."

*****

Bonnie laid in bed, staring at the ceiling in the darkness.  Her parents
had already gone to bed several minutes ago.  She reached under her pillow
for the steak knife that she had hidden there earlier, then sat up in bed,
pulled up her shirt and held the knife to her belly.

She was in love with Raven, just like her parents were in love with each
other.  She had never understood the power of love between two people
before, but now she did, and to be without someone whom you were in love
with,...it hurt.  Life without that person seemed bleak and miserable.  She
couldn't take the pain anymore.  And now,...she was going to make the pain
go away.  If she couldn't be with Raven, what was there in life anymore?
As she felt the cold, sharp point of the blade touched her skin, she stared
at it, trembling slightly.  Her breath becoming ragged and shallow in
anticipation.  She held it, breathing out hoarsely, "I love you Raven."

She slowly pushed it inwards,...her hand began shaking, the knife slipped
through her fingers as she fell on the bed with huge wracking sobs.
Curling up, she grasped her legs in a fetal position as she cried bitterly,
"R-Raven...Why?..."

Through her sobs, there was another sound.  A tapping.  "Bonnie."

Bonnie held her crying.  She thought she heard her name.  She listened.
Another tapping and then, "Bonnie."

She raised up, looking in the direction of the window.  "Bonnie."  Bonnie
exploded inside as she realized it was Raven.  Jumping up, she scurried to
the window, fumbling with the lock before quickly raising it open.
"RAVEN!!," she reached through the bars, grasping her eagerly.

"SSHHH!," Raven warned.

Bonnie was a flurry of words, "My parents found out...Alice's mom saw us at
the mall...They took my phone so I couldn't call and put these bars
on...Oh, I missed you so much...I wanted to see you but I couldn't...They
won't let me leave or call or anything..."

"Bonnie!"  Bonnie stopped.  Raven tried to speak but couldn't.  She reached
through the bars, stroking Bonnie's cheek as she looked into her eyes,
which were red from crying.  She was pretty thin too, thinner than usual.

"Did you come to get me out of here?," Bonnie asked.

"No."  Bonnie was stunned, staring silently at Raven in shock.  "I'm
leaving tomorrow," Raven continued quietly, "I came to say goodbye."

"L-leaving?," Bonnie mumbled, "B-but why?...Where?....When will you come
back?"

Raven was silent for a few seconds, then told her quietly, "I'm not coming
back."

Tears began welling up in Bonnie's eyes as she exclaimed in her anguish,
"But I don't want you to leave!"

"I have to."

"Why?!"

"My family.  The Burning Angels.  Me and Kala are going to be with them
now."

"Kala's going?!  Who's going to take care of Jennie?!"

"Kala's taking her..."

"Then take me with you!," Bonnie interrupted.

"Jennie doesn't have a home.  You do.  You have a good life here..."

"No, I don't!  I'm a prisoner!," Bonnie yelled, "I don't want to stay
here!  Take me with you!"

"I can't!," Raven yelled back.  This was not going the way she planned.
She didn't want Bonnie to hate her.  "Me and Kala...We're not the kind of
people you think we are."  Raven closed her eyes in frustration.

"I don't care!  I want to be with you!"

Raven was growing exasperated, "NO!  I can't...I can't risk anything
happening to you."

"I thought you loved me," Bonnie told her quietly, tears running down her
face.

"I do," Raven wiped the tears running down her own face, "That's why I'm
not taking you."  Cupping Bonnie's cheek, "I'll always love you."  Then she
pulled away as Bonnie tried to hold on.

"NOOOO...DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Raven stepped back, "Goodbye Bonnie."

Bonnie reached through the bars, straining in her efforts to keep Raven
from leaving, "Please...please...please..."

Raven wiped her eyes as she looked at Bonnie once more, then turned and
disappeared into the darkness with Bonnie's screams haunting her as the ran
away, "RAVEN!....NOOOOOOOO!......DON'T LEAVE MEEEEE!....."

Bonnie's door crashed opened.  "BONNIE!," her father yelled, "What the hell
are you doing?!  Get back to bed!"  Bonnie refused to leave the window as
her father pulled her away, still screaming, "RAVEN!..."

Her mom walked in, "Bonnie?!  What is wrong with you?!  Get in bed this
instant!"  She crawled back into bed as Dad went over to the open window,
looked out and then closed it, "Now go to sleep!"  He closed the door
behind him as he and Mom left.

For several minutes, Bonnie layed crying.  When her eyes were empty of
tears, she stared blankly at the wall.  Then the knife, laying on the
blanket in front of her, came into focus.  She picked it up, looking at
it...then threw it across the room.  Seeing Raven and hearing her voice
made her not feel so desolate any more.  She was angry at both Raven and
her parents.  She wasn't going to give up this easily.  If Kala was going
to take Jennie, then she would make Raven take her.

Raven said she was leaving tomorrow.  The only way to leave the house and
be away from her parents was during school.  School wasn't too far from
Raven's house.  She would leave during recess and walk there.  `That's what
I will do', Bonnie told herself.  If she was going to leave with Raven, she
better pack.  Getting off the bed, she took out her school stuff from her
backpack and hid it under her bed, then she packed two changes of clothes,
her favorite book, Meg & the Ghost of Hidden Springs, and....  She looked
around at her toys, DVDs, CDs, other books, but concluded that she didn't
really want anything else.  Setting her backpack beside her bed, she
crawled into bed and layed there, her mind of jumble of thoughts as she
eventually drifted off to sleep.

*****

Raven sat on the curb beside her bike on the darkened, empty street, her
face in her hands.  She could still hear Bonnie's screams in her head as
her guilty conscious accused her of abandoning the girl.  It killed her to
have to do something so seemingly cruel, but it was for Bonnie's own good.

`Was it?', her conscious raised doubts within her as she wiped her eyes.

*****

The next morning, Bonnie woke up with her alarm.  Turning it off, she
remembered what she was doing and got out of bed with determination.  After
showering, she got dressed and went to the kitchen to for breakfast.  For
the first time in three days, she had an appetite.  Her mom was making
bacon and eggs, which she took and ate silently.  Her mom tried to engage
her in conversation, but she remained silent.  `At least she's eating', Mom
remarked to herself.

After Bonnie finished eating, she went to her room to get her backpack.
After she grabbed it and was about to leave, she turned and took one last
look at her room as a funny feeling, that she would never see it again,
swept over her.  Suddenly spying a picture on the nightstand, she ran over
and picked it up.  A memento of happier times, it was a photo of her
standing with her parents at McKinney Falls State Park last summer.  She
had had a lot of fun there and the memory of it was really special to her.
She slipped it into one of the pockets in her backpack, turned and left.

The car ride to school was as silent as it was yesterday.  When they pulled
up beside the school, her mom wished, "Have a good day.  I'll see you this
afternoon."

Bonnie opened the door as she always did and was about to step out, but she
paused.  Turning back, she stared at her mom for several seconds.
"Goodbye," Bonnie told her.  Then she slid out of the car seat and closed
the door, all the while, staring at her, thinking, `Who knows when we'll
see each other again.'  Her mom, caught off guard by such a peculiar
reaction, sat stunned as her daughter, walked down the sidewalk towards the
front doors of the school.

*****

During class, Bonnie was just as brooding and uncooperative as she was
yesterday, but unlike yesterday, there was a gleam of vigor in her eyes as
she waited impatiently for the morning recess.  Finally, the teacher lined
them up to go outside.  They marched out of the classroom and once outside,
everyone scattered.  Bonnie looked to make sure none of the teachers were
looking at her, then she went back into the building.  Hurrying along the
quiet hallway, scared of being caught, she finally reached her room,
quickly grabbed her backpack, then went back outside.  Once she was
outside, she turned away from the playground and ran around the corner of
the building, out of sight of everyone.  Putting her backpack on, she began
the long trek to Raven's house.

As she walked, she noticed how strange it felt to be walking along the busy
roads in the middle of the day.  She kept imagining that her mom or dad
might pull up and see her, but they never did.  After what seemed like an
eternity, though it was actually only about half an hour, she turned onto
the street that Raven's house was on.

As she approached, she saw that the garage door was open and both bikes had
saddle bags attached to them as well as the usual tail bag.  Kala was
putting something in one of the bags as Bonnie walked up the driveway.

"BONNIE!," Jennie shrieked excitedly as she ran over and hugged her with
her good arm, "You came!  Are you coming with us?!"

Kala looked up at her, a confused look on her face, "Bonnie, what are you
doing here?  I thought Raven wasn't bringing you."

The sound of a door hitting against the wall caused them all to look over
at Raven, who had just stepped out into the garage, her arms full of
boxes.  When Raven saw Bonnie, she stopped mid-stride and stared, her face
a mixture of anxiety and elation.  Bonnie, determined to stand her ground,
crossed her arms defiantly and scowled, "I'm coming!"

It took a few seconds for Raven to process that the girl that she fell in
love with, was standing here, but once she did, she continued walking
towards her bike, "No, you're not," as she dropped the boxes into one of
her saddlebags.

"Yes, I am!  Jennie's going!," Bonnie told her in an I-told-you-so manner
as her furrow creased as her eyes narrowed at Raven.  Kala and Jennie had
both stopped packing at this point and were watching the drama unfold
before them.

"That's different!  She doesn't have a home."

"Neither do I!," Bonnie countered.

Kala carried a bag alongside Raven, exclaiming quietly, "She seems really
determined."

Raven glared at her, "I'm not gonna take her around those bitches!  How are
you gonna keep Jennie safe?!," Raven shook her head, "I can't take the
chance...."  Raven turned back to Bonnie, "I wish I had the life that you
have.  I'm taking you back."

Bonnie's scowl melted into a sad look, "I don't want it!  I want you."

"What about your parents?," Raven explained.

"I don't want them, I want you!"  Bonnie ran up, throwing her arms around
her, as she pressed her face against Raven's belly.  As her tears came, she
explained, "I can't be without you."  Peering up at Raven's face, Bonnie
beseeched her quietly, "Please..."

Raven looked at Kala, who raised her eyebrows at her in return, then turned
to look at Bonnie, sighing sadly.  She desperately wanted to take Bonnie,
but how could she keep her safe?  She looked down at Bonnie....