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Ps.: Last chapter I mispelled, and wrote once or twice Klaus instead of Elijah.
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Death is peaceful...Isn't it?
Damon's POV
As soon as I got at the clearing, I felt eyes on me.
Katherine's.
"What" I said, biting.
She shrudded.
"Now you know how it felt." she whispered,so low that no vampire that was paying attention could've heard her.
I made a face and narrowed my eybrows,not understanding.
"How it was like to live the ones you love to their destiny" her voice was bitter, almost as if she were hurt.
Almost.
"I'm not a marked man" I hissed, trying to hold her gaze.
She just didn't even look at me.
What was she, afraid of something I might do?
"You're not?" she shook her head, a smile to reflect her bitterness appeared on her lips.
Her sarcastic tone was full of double meanings.
She blurred next to me, and whispered in my ear.
So low that it was almost like if she were mouthing the words.
"What do you think they are, stupid and reckless like us all?" she referred to the Originals.
"Once they're done, they will kill us all." her deadly tone made me froze .
"They won't wanna have any witness" she sighed. "We're all dead, Damon".
She seemed surrended.
Katherine backed off, now staring at my face.
She had a point.
She had always had.
"Then why haven't you run, yet?" I stated,bitter and sarcastic.
She was silent for a good minute, then her chocolate brown eyes caught mine. "Because I love him, Damon".
Her voice was full of sadness.
I widened my eyes, astonished of Katherine showing off her feelings.
Some seconds before that, I could've sworn she felt nothing but love for herself.
That she'd always though about no one else but her person.
It was a good thing to figure out before dying.
I didn't wanna have any kind of regret.
Stefan obviously heard what Katherine had said.
He stood there, emotionless.
She turned to him, then blurred some inches away from his face.
"I love you Stefan" she whispered, as if it had been something she'd been holding back for too long.
"Don't ever forget that"
She stroked her cheek, going down to his lips.
I wasn't hurt looking at them.
Not anymore.
Not by her.
I watched as my baby brother almost gave in. His face turned into something that seemed... misery?
He simply nodded. His jaw tightened.
"It's time" I whispered, as I heard the Originals getting into their coffins.
I wondered when I'd have gotten into one, myself.
Elena's POV
He had left.
After what he had just told me.
After what he'd brought back to my memory.
The moment when I needed Damon the most, he wasn't there.
I wanted to rip my heart out.
To stop feeling.
To stop hurting.
I remembered when Jeremy used to make the pain go away with drugs.
I recalled my attempts to make him walk away from his dangerous bunch of drug and self-pain- inflicted friends.
I had wondered, many times, if he had ever cut himself.
All of his "buddies" did that.
But who was I to judge?
Suddenly something clicked in my head.
I rushed to the bathroom, not caring if Bonnie had awaken.
I locked the door, and hurried to the drawers under the sink.
I half smiled when I found the razor.
I was such of a lost cause.
At the thought of my parents seeing me now, I lost all the strenght in my legs and fell down on the cold floor, secretly and silently crying.
I opened my eyes after a little while.
The metal thing seemed so scaring, as the light hit it. It was shaking.
No, wait.
It was my hands.
They were too afraid to make the first move.
After two minutes, I was still there, holding the weapon powerless.
A tear fell in the centre of my wirst, as to indicate the way to follow.
I approached the razor closer, and closer.
When the cold thing hit my vein, I felt nothing.
Nothing that was as unbereable as my inner pain.
But then it all suddenly became vivid, real.
I screamed, as I let the metal fall down on the floor, now spoilt with my blood.
I opened again my mouth, to let out a shout.
No sound was coming out but my sobbings, that left me with no air.
Damon.
It was all that I could think of.
Where the hell was he?
I needed him.
I needed him next to me.
Hadn't he said that he would have never left?
He had promised .
I lead my head on the wall behind me, and warmly welcomed the wave of dizziness that overpowered me.
Maybe that was what dead was gonna be like.
Maybe I could've found peace.
Damon's POV
Klaus had believed it.
He had come to take his revenge on us.
"Well well" he had announced. His way of greeting had almost made my blood froze.
Almost.
I so wished to hiss on his face.
He was the dick that had caused everything.
He needed to be stopped.
Katherine had played everything perfectly.
As always.
I rolled my eyes on how theatrical she was.
Suddenly.
It happened all so suddenly.
He had put her on the ground.
A stake in his hands, ready to reach her heart.
It was the end.
I thought the originals might have come out from their coffins all of sudden, but nothing.
I froze, in horror.
My brother had a reflection of my expression.
Maybe worst.
Did I really want her dead?
The moment that took me to formulate the question, Stefan was on the Original.
He threw Klaus on the ground.
That was pretty much what happened before the old family made its appearance.
I couldn't help but smirked, as soon as I saw Klaus' face get pale.
Katherine had a devil smile on her perfect lips.
"Klaus" Elijah greeted.
The others crossed their arms on their chests, almost simultaneously.
That was unpayble.
"Revenge is revenge, buddy" I distracted the badass,as planned.
He was ready to release his fury on me.
But Aaron and Elijah stopped the dick.
Blondie Bekkah staked vindictive his heart.
And that was all I could remember before my personal hell started out.