This story has been on my mind for some time now, so I thought I just write it. I have wanted to write a story about Elijah. Please let me know what you think.
Tourniquet
Do you remember me?
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side
or will you forget me?
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
am I too lost?
My God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
My God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverance
Will I be denied? Christ
tourniquet
my suicide
Evanescence – Tourniquet
Elijah liked driving at night. Especially in smaller roads. It was usually very peaceful. There wasn't much traffic. He could relax and concentrate to his thoughts. Elijah had a lot of things on his mind. One of those things was anger. He could have never thought that he would hate his own brother so much. He had done everything for Niklaus and how had he repay him? By taking everyone who ever mattered to him. His brothers, his sister, his father… Revenge was only thing Elijah had left anymore. Eternity was a long time when you had to spend it alone. Elijah had abandoned the thought of ever finding a companion. Some small part of him secretly hoped that but his long life had taught him that it was better being alone. He couldn't trust anyone but himself. Suddenly Elijah had this strange feeling. Something told him to stop the car. Elijah had always trusted his intuition so he stopped. There was a bridge ahead. Elijah walked towards it slowly. There were no other cars in sight. Then he saw something. Someone was standing on a railing. He saw light brown hair and short blue dress. And this girl was barefoot. He couldn't see her face but he could hear that she was crying.
"Catch me Alec", she said and took a step forward.
Elijah moved immediately and caught her before she fell over the railing.
"No!" she yelled and tried to fight him off.
Elijah held her tightly.
"Let me go!" she yelled crying.
She was hitting his chest and tried to kick him but Elijah didn't care.
"Calm down", he said.
"You had no right to do that!" the girl yelled.
Elijah waited patiently until she didn't squirm anymore. Her heart was still beating fast but she didn't move.
"I'm sorry sir", she said quietly. "I didn't mean to be rude but I'm alright now so you can let me go."
Elijah took a step back so he could see her face. She looked so small and fragile. Her eyes were dark blue and there were bruises all over her face and arms.
"What happened to you?" Elijah asked.
"Oh, this… car accident", she said.
"I see. Is that why you tried to kill yourself?"
"No! I didn't try to kill myself, I was just…"
"Admiring the view?" Elijah suggested.
"Yes, something like that", she said.
"Look miss…" Elijah started but mans voice interrupted him.
"Dahlia!"
Elijah saw two men approaching them. Other one was maybe in his forties, he had short dark hair and he seemed angry. Other one was younger and seemed bored. Older mans expression changed when he took a good look of Elijah. He started to smile.
"Thank you so much sir for finding my daughter. She's not well so pay no attention what she says. Poor girl, she has some… mental issues."
"Really? I didn't notice that", Elijah replied coldly.
"It's sad really but let's get you home now sweetheart. It's not nice to make daddy worry about you."
"I'm sorry", the girl said quietly.
"It's ok sweetheart, come here."
The girl flinched when the older man hugged her.
"Once again, thank you", the man said. "Take your sister to the car Fenton."
"Do you want to go with these people?" Elijah asked.
Older man gave him annoyed look.
"Yes", the girl said emotionlessly.
Younger man took her hand and led her to their car.
"Everything is alright sir, we'll take care of her", older man said before he followed them.
Elijah watched their leave. He could tell something was terribly wrong. Maybe he should just forget it and get back to his car. No. That look in her eyes… Elijah had to make sure that she was alright.
