ONE-SHOT: This includes one of my favourite songs by Lady Gaga, Eh Eh. It really suits this kinda thing, Vlad and Erin-bad atmosphere. Set after season 4. Well when Erin leaves. Just read...


Erin's POV:

I had to do something to make him understand. I couldn't leave it just like that. He's clever enough to forget about me, the reason why I dumped him is because things got so compliqé. I couldn't stay with the guy who killed me could I?

"Hey, I forgot something in Vlad's room, I'll meet you downstairs in the yard in 5, ok?" I said to Malick, he nodded and I placed a light kiss on his cheek. When I was sure he was out of view, I slipped into Vlad's bedroom. Lucky enough for me there was a sheet of paper and a pen right next to each other on the table.

I sat down and picked them both up. I twirled the pen in my hand wondering what to write and the lightbulb switched on in my head. I started writing:

Dear Vlad,

Well, I don't know why I'm actually writing this. There's nothing else I can say really. Except, I always love you but forget about me and get on with your unlife.

To know how I really feel, I've downloaded a song on your phone, it's called Eh Eh by Lady Gaga. I know right, I secretly love Gaga. Just listen to it. Things got so compliqé in our relationship.

This doesn't mean I forgive you babe.

Forever yours, ENN (Erin Nicolé Noble)

Goodbye.

I threw it both onto the table and a stray tear left my eye. I wiped it off and walked towards the door. But I stopped and went to his wardrobe instead. I took one of his black tops and hugged it, smelling his scent on it. I folded it up and stuffed it in my pocket. He wont miss it. I wanted him to know I was here so I left the wardrobe door open. I walked out of his room and looked back. I love you, Vlad. But I just cant forgive you. Goodbye.


Vlad's POV:

After I got cleaned up from the poison, I never realised my wardrobe door open. I left my room and when it was bedtime I realised it then. I was sure that when I came for a new top the door was open and I forgot to close it so who opened it?

I couldn't be bothered to be honest, probably Ingrid looking for some clothes for me. I'll thank her later. I turned around to grab my pen and paper from the table but there was writing on the paper and my pen had been used. I read the note on my paper and sighed. I grabbed my phone and my headphones and listened to the song that was on the paper. Ouch, that hurt. At least I know now how she felt. But for all I care she can get staked. I ripped the paper into a million pieces and let them fall like snow into the bin. She is now officially out of my life.