I watched as father Kieran performed Esther's funeral. I stood in the pouring rain while the others stood under umbrellas. Water never bothered me, so I didn't care. "Did you find them? Will he bring her?" I heard Klaus ask Rebekah. "He'll bring her," Rebekah responded.
"Are you ready to do this?" father Kieran asked. I watched as Klaus took the dagger in father Kieran's hand and cut his hand. Next it was Rebekah, then Elijah, and finally Hayley. Father Kieran took the dagger and threw it in Esther's grave. "It's done," he said as he looked at all of us.
*Skip to the cemetery*
I stood beside Rebekah as flames started erupting on the ground. "Fire," Sophie stated. Marcel came walking in, carring Davina. I walked over to Davina and hugged her. "I wish there was something I could have done," I whispered in her ear.
"It's alright," she said as she hugged me back. As I pulled away she gave me a small smile that I reluctantly returned. I slowly backed away from her and stood next to Elijah. Sophie held a blade up to the fire and walked over to Davina. I wanted so badly to help Davina and stop her death, but I knew I couldn't.
"Do you believe in the harvest?" Sophie asked her. "I believe," Davina said. I flinched away as Sophie slit Davina's throat. Elijah hugged me, trying to comfort me. He knew I hated when people died.
Even if I didn't know the person I would feel so sad if someone died. Davina's body fell backwards, but before it hit the ground Marcel caught her and gently layed her down. It stopped raining and I watched as the magic slowly left her body. Sophie stood tall and started speaking. "After the harvest comes the reaping. Their sacrificies made and accepted. We call upon our elders to resurrect the chosen ones."
I looked around as nothing happened. "We call upon our elders to resurrect the chosen ones," Sophie said. Again, nothing happened. "Resurrect your chosen ones... Please? I beg..." Tears started to fall as the hope in me faded away.
I didn't know Davina that well, but we had already become good friends. She didn't deserve this life. She deserved to be a normal teenage girl. Go to school, make friends, get a boyfriend and all that stuff. Not die in a sacrifice because of a group of stupid witches.
"No!" Sophie yelled as she fell next to a body of a girl. From what I've been told, I assume that's her niece, Monique. I saw Marcel glare at Klaus. If looks could kill, Klaus would definitely be dead right about now. Marcel vamp sped away, not two seconds later Klaus did the same.
*Time jump*
I walked out of the bathroom after a long shower. Thoughts about all the events of today still going through my head. Rebekah had pointed out a little while earlier that all the power from the harvest had to go somewhere. Even though I agreed, I decided it was a problem for tomorrow. I sat on my bed and called Damon.
(Phone conversation)
Damon: How's it going in old NOLA?
Me: NOLA?
Damon: New Orleans, Louisiana. Duh.
Me: Yeah, I know what it means. I just want to know where you come up with this stuff.
Damon: No idea. What's up?
Me: I just wanted to know how everything is going.
Damon: Well, I was kidnapped, tortured, held in a cell, and I found out my best friend from the 50s is alive after he tried to attack me.
Me: What?! Damon are you okay?
Damon: I'm fine. Everyone is okay, Faye.
Me: Alright. How's the new house guests doing?
Damon: Good. They really seem to love it here. Won't shut up about how amazing it is.
Me: Damon, be nice.
Damon: I am being nice. I just hope you get back soon.
Me: Don't worry. I'll be back soon.
Damon: That's good.
Me: I just wanted to check up on everyone, but I have to go now because I am exhausted.
Damon: Alright. Goodnight, Faye.
Me: Goodnight, Damon.
(End of phone conversation)
I sighed as I sat my phone on the nightstand beside the bed. I flopped back on the bed and closed my eyes, trying to find a moment of peace. After a few minutes there was a knock on my door. I groaned in annoyance, but got up anyway. I walked over and opened the door to see Elijah standing there.
"Hello," he said. "Hey," I said back. "Do you mind if I come in for a moment?" he asked. "No, not at all," I said, moving out the way. I closed the door after he came in and turned to look at him.
"I hope I did not wake you," he said, looking at me with an apologetic look. "You didn't. I just finished talking to Damon," I said. He nodded in understanding, but he looked troubled. "Are you okay? You seem like something's bothering you," I asked him. "I wanted to talk about earlier when you arrived," he said.
I suddenly became really nervous. What was that about? I never got nervous around Elijah. "I understand if you think it was a mistake. Trust me I won't take it the wrong way if you do," I said, walking over to the window so I wouldn't have to face him. Although, before I could get there Elijah grabbed my hand to stop me.
"I don't think that at all, but I understand if you do," he said, looking at me in my eyes. "No. I don't think that. It's just with me a lot of things happen in the spur of the moment and people do things they don't really mean," I said, looking at him. "I didn't. I kissed you in full awareness of what I was doing and I meant it," he said, putting his hand to my cheek. I leaned into his touch, but there was one question I was dying to ask. "How long have you felt like that?"
"For a while," he answered, looking at me with so much emotion in his eyes. I couldn't quite tell what that emotion was. "Why did you never tell me?" I asked, my voice just barely above a whisper. "I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but when I saw you walk in with Rebekah I couldn't keep my feelings to myself anymore," he answered. I closed my eyes and was silent as I let his words sink in.
"I love you." At these words my eyes flashed open. I looked at him, trying to find any trace of doubt, but I didn't. In that moment I knew what that emotion was in his eyes. Love. "I really do love you," he said, putting my thought of him not really meaning it to rest.
It was then that I realized something. "I love you, too," I said, smiling because I knew my words were true. He smiled at me and leaned in, kissing me. As I stood there, kissing Elijah, I realized that there was no place I rather be than in his arms.