Somehow, even with the knowledge that there was hope, Bonnie was scared. She'd never quite felt this out of control of her magic. She'd never felt like she could be a danger to the very people that she wanted so badly to protect. She'd never needed help to figure out what the hell she was going to do, not after she'd learned how to use her magic.
Bonnie was supposed to be a magical prodigy. And here she was unable to actually use Expression. Granted, that had some to do with the fact that it was Expression, but still. It didn't exactly feel great.
Looking over at Elena, feeling her friend's hand there, Bonnie tried to just focus on the touch. She knew that Elena was trying to provide some comfort. She knew that Elena wasn't lying either. No reason to at this point, anyway. Despite her fear, though, Bonnie smiled lightly. "I think I needed that more than I realized." Bonnie admitted with a bit of a sigh. "Even if I've been afraid to admit this, I know that you're right. And I'm going to ask around....see what help I can find."
Bonnie leaned back against the porch swing for a moment, holding onto her mug for the warmth. That wasn't the only thing that she wanted to tell Elena either. She'd avoided talking about something else too.
"The nightmare I had that caused the fire....it was all of the people I've let down, the ones that have died because of me. Jeremy, my dad, and grams...." Bonnie admitted, though her voice was barely a whisper. "I think that guilt and emotions in general just set my magic off, but it's easier said than done to just....stop feeling."