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End of Me by Apocalyptica (feat. Gavin Rossdale)
End Of Me by Azalia Fox Knightling
Chapter 2:Lucy
Hey Lucy, I remember your name
I left a dozen roses on your grave today
I'm in the grass on my knees, wipe the leaves away
I just came to talk for a while
I got some things I need to sayNow that it's over
I just wanna hold her
I'd give up all the world to see
That little piece of heaven looking back at me
Now that it's over
I just wanna hold her
I've gotta live with the choices i made
And I can't live with myself todayHey Lucy, I remembered your birthday
They said it'd bring some closure to say your name
I know I'd do it all different if I had the chance
But all I got are these roses to give
And they can't help me make amendsHere we are, now you're in my arms
I never wanted anything so bad
Here we are, for a brand new start
Living the life that we could've hadMe and Lucy walking hand in hand
Me and Lucy never wanna end
Just another moment in your eyes
I'll see you in another life
In heaven where we never say goodbyeHere we are, now you're in my arms
Here we are for a brand new start
Got to live with the choices I've made
And I can't live with myself todayMe and Lucy walking hand in hand
Me and Lucy never wanna end
Got to live with the choices I've made
And I can't live with myself todayHey Lucy, I remember your name
-Lucy by Skillet
Damon paused for a moment to admire the peacefulness of the graveyard. Never in his vampire life had he been rendered speechless by a simple question. Not even when Elena had badgered him about Katherine, had he frozen up.
He was glad Stefan had shown up when he did, he would have never been able to answer any of the questions about Lucinda, no Lulu. She hated the name Lucinda; absolutely despised it.
He remembered when Stefan had been first learning how to talk he couldn't pronounce her name properly, so he had almost immediately dubbed her Lulu.
She hadn't minded the nickname at the time, but as time went by it had begun to annoy her.
But now the mere mention of her name had brought up old memories, both good and bad. Memories of their childhood, her screams calling out his name yelling for him to save her, his immense regret, and guilt.
He hadn't stuck around long enough to hear Stefan's explanation to Elena of who exactly Lulu was. In his opinion it was none of her business to know every itsy bitsy detail of their lives. He had been pissed off when he seen Elena had been snooping in the hidden room, rustling up old memories.
When the Salvatore family had been in shock of her passing, they had made sure every procession of hers packed and tucked away in the hopes that it was just a horrible nightmare that Lulu was gone, that they could just pretend that she had left on a very long trip.
But unfortunately, the nightmare was a reality and there was nothing that they could do to bring her back.
Damon moved past several of the older graves towards a willow tree on the edge of the graveyard.
Its long tendrils and leaves seemed to dance almost lazily in the wind. A few feet away was a headstone, stone statue of a weeping angel was hugging the headstone. Damon's icy blue eyes barely made out the weather worn inscription on the headstone.
In Loving Memory Of
Lucinda Teresa Salvatore
October 13, 1841-August 8, 1856
Beloved Daughter and Sister
May God Have Mercy On Her Soul
Damon scowled at the comment on his little sister's soul. They made it sound like Lulu had done terrible things; accused of them, yes. Done them? No.
He remembered the long argument he had with his father about letting the mason write Lulu on her gravestone. But Giuseppe Salvatore was just as stubborn as his eldest son and had been unrelenting on the matter.
His father had almost immediately built a wall around his emotions, when he had been made to bury his pride and joy, his only daughter.
Damon gently set down fifteen purple roses in front of Lulu's gravestone. Back in the day purple roses were exceedingly rare, but despite that they had been Lulu's favorite. He fondly remembered how his sister had attempted to grow them, though to her dismay she didn't exactly have a green thumb.
Damon tilted his head upwards letting the sun shine down on his face. His body slightly relaxed, but only for a moment.
He let out an annoyed sigh when his phone started its insistent buzzing.
"This had better be important."
"Elijah is back," Stefan spoke in a somber tone.
Damon tensed," I'll be right there."
Damon sighed heavily, so much for having a few moments alone with his sister.
To Be Continued…
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So this is the last we're going to see of Damon and Stefan for a while. Tell me what you think. Also, what do you think happened to Lucy? I'm insanely curious if anyone can guess it.
Also, a lot of people wanted Lucinda aka. Lulu to be Damon and Stefan's sister. I was actually going to make her their sister, but I was curious on how popular the idea would be. If you update fast enough I'll update tomorrow or Sunday.
