She was fiercely independent, brilliant; beautiful and brave. In two years she had grown more than anyone I had ever known. She's going to change the world one day, and I'm not sure she even knows it. She is destined for greatness. Actually, she's already great. Because she has this thing called integrity. And nothing or no one is ever going to change that. And I realised it's not what you are or who you are; it's who they allow you to be.
So it begins; we're born, we're brand new. No one's neglected or damaged us yet. How did we get from there to here?
'I need to let you go…'
The sun shone like a normal day, the trees gently shook with the small gusts of winds that were expected from a summer's day in Mystic Falls. The smell of freshly cut grass floating in the air, children's laughter could be heard from any area of the town. It was beautiful; honestly.
But I wanted it to rain, I wanted it to be a miserable day, where the streets of the little town were flooded with small puddles in the street, I wanted the wind to move branches, almost taking them from their home. I wanted the earth to feel my pain, to understand me. To take the pain away from me almost. Share it even.
Here I stood. Mystic falls cemetery, I suppose it had become my second home in the years that I'd lived here, over the years a lot of people I'd come to care for, people I'd loved and the very few who had loved me back had ended up here, buried 6 feet under in a box with a stone placed above them. People with character who could make me laugh on my worst days, a smile to brighten up a bad day and a voice so soft and soothing it could calm me instantly and all they would be remembered by was their name engraved on a rock.
"He'll be here, just give him time" She whispered to me, taking hold of my hand giving it a squeeze as if to show me that she was there for me, Elena would always be there for me. I didn't make any effort to say anything back, I'm not sure why maybe because I didn't know if I had a voice anymore or I just didn't believe her. Instead I nodded slightly squeezing her hand back.
I felt a soft hand land on my right shoulder and I knew it wasn't him, it was Stefan. My friends had started arriving and it suddenly started to feel real although there was still time for me to wake up in bed or maybe even class and this would just be a really crap dream and I would go back to sleep knowing that I still had the comfort of him still being here, downstairs more likely having fallen asleep watching some crap TV reality show. Or maybe I'd wake up in English or Biology. Stefan had come to stand by my right hand side, dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and a thin black tie. I'd seen the suit too many times.
"We're all here" He spoke softly to me and it calmed me slightly, he had a way of doing that, I'd come to know it as his thing, after everything that had happened he'd always remained the sensible one, never becoming hot headed and letting his fear get the best of him. In the time I'd known him, I'd always believed what he said to me, he said he'd protect me and he did and I appreciated it his honesty.
Bonnie and Jeremy had come to stand at the back of Elena hand in hand, both wearing black. I could hear heels clicking the stones from the distance; I assumed it was Caroline with Tyler. It seemed to be the only time we all got together; when someone was in trouble or when someone had died. Sad really.
He'd already been buried, not alone. He was laid to rest with 2 other bodies underneath him. My family.
Matt had come to stand behind me, kissing the top of my head and he arrived then retreating and placing his hands in his pocket. I could tell that everyone was wondering why he hadn't turned up, why he'd left me to do this on my own, one of the worst days in my life but I knew I had more days like these to come and I'd accepted that, I think we all had. This in itself was more than depressing.
I felt like I'd been here for too long and a part of me knew he wouldn't show himself, so I released myself from Elena's grip and walked towards the grave, I stood in front of it for a few seconds and it felt like an eternity, I could see them all. Sat around at the table during Christmas, laughing and having stupid arguments about why I wouldn't eat sprouts because he'd told me I would be starving Rabbits. I could feel my cheeks lift as I smiled slightly at the memories we'd got to share in our lives.
I bent down slowly placing a rose as red as blood on the grass near the gravestone, maybe in 70 years this is where I'd be or then again it could be next week.
As I stood up I smoothed my dress out and walked back to my small group of friends; giving them the time they wanted to place the flowers they had brought with them. Elena went first placing a small flower next to mine and touching the headstone affectionately as she stood up, Bonnie and Caroline went next. I could see the tears filling up both of their eyes. That's when I realised that I was not the only one affected by his death. He was my Brother but he was also their friend. He was our pain in the ass.
As the last person laid their flowers and made their way back to us, Elena took hold of my hand again and started to lead me away to the small stone path that lead out of the cemetery and hopefully onto something better. I tried to resist her pull but I knew she was right; it was time to leave so I followed her without question. I got into my car with Stefan driving, I'd never let anyone drive it before but this time I didn't mind, they were helping me.
"He'll show" He said to me as he drove away from the cemetery.
For the first time in our friendship, through everything we'd been through.
I didn't believe him.
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