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Ghost: Ella Henderson.
Is This Happiness and Sad Girl Lana Del Ray
so much for everyone who is still with me for this story. Been a busy last few month and I was also off at Alpha convention so another reason why not updated in last few weeks. Also was so awesome hearing Nathaniel saying a few times in conventions about Rebekol ship comments but perhaps that just as he likes Claire so much but at least he is open to the idea of them even jokingly making his own romantic idea storylines for them awesome man .
Our faces are sombre, filled with no emotion as we listen to our Father's battles plans. We all mourn for the lives we have lost, the people we will now never have a chance to be. As we all hold each other's hands under the table, trying to show that whatever happened we are still family in this hell.
Kol keeps trying to make me smile but even that seem broken, his lips barely being able to reach a half grin before they fade from his lips. I feel tears pool at the side of my eyelids as they grow heavier under my broken soul. As they fall over my cheeks drying harshly on my skin mirroring my broken and hopeless self. The only thing I can think on was the fact that today me and Kol should have been leaving to start the of the rest of our lives but now …. The only thing we have is more pain, more fights and more bloodshed that neither one of us asked for nor wanted.
I feel an intense pain across my tear stained cheeks as Father noticing my distracted gaze leaps across the room and yanks me by the hair. As he slaps me hard across the cheek he wraps his hands tightly around my throat. Kol face transforms into an animalistic scowl as he tries to intervene but Father's other hand wraps around his throat cutting his progress off. Fathers face smirking in sick satisfaction from the lesson he is teaching us.
"It seems even in this new life you haven't learnt from past mistakes, I told you both you have to stop trying to save the other."
"We are fighters now; there is no room for weakness"
he roars in our faces his whiskyed breath making my stomach heave in disgust. Father Slams Kol back in his chair challenging him with sadistic eyes to fight him, but his warning is crystal clear. If Kol does IL be the one who will be tortured with the punishment as he makes Kol listen to my cries of agony. Father smirk grows as he sees Kol back down. Kol's eyes searching mine broken and hopeless for our situation but still intent that when the time is right we will seek our brothers revenge on both our parents for what they had done to us .
"That's more like it now ...Now that I have your attention its time I tell you to toughen up Pathetic daughter of mine".
"You are a fighter now there is no room for weakness or compassion in this life"
"Till you are ready to listen and give your full attention to our families plan instead of sitting there like a snivelling child you can starve in your room."
"Perhaps the starvation will make you more appreciative of the gift I granted you with … stop looking like your lives are over in fact if anything you should be bowing as my feet"
Father turns to us all his face filled with triumphant for witnessing the monster's he has helped create.
"Thanks to me you shall never age, never die and shall be unstoppable and unbeatable."
"We are Gods now there is nothing we have to fear no enemy we can't beat."
"Training can start tomorrow for the rest of you, the wolves will be decimated from this land till they all torn to bloodied shreds."
"When your sister feels like she is ready to stop her self-pitying, than she can be allowed to leave her room. "In the mean time she can be left alone to despair alone like the selfish child she always been."
Father pulls me up by the chair yanking me tightly as he carries me across the kitchen. My eyes brimming with a new wave of tears from the burning pain in my skull. As I stare at my brothers pained faces, Kol's the most broken as he sits there tight fisted. Watching me being dragged away knowing that if he tries to stop this il be hurt even worse.
Finally father carries me round the hall so I'm sparred seeing their guilt and agony that they can't do more for me. Father Yanks my door open with brute force throwing me down to the ground. Delivering a swift violent kick to my back as I howl in a pain as the door is banged closed and locked. I don't know how long I lay there crying my eyes out till my throat is raw. Though the pain of my body is healed within seconds from the super human strength, the heartache lasts long past the time it takes me to fall asleep in a huddle on the floor.
I wake up in agony as my skin feels like it being is boiled in scolding hot water. The skin seeming to blister and redden in pain. Crawling through the pain staring in to the painfully intense sunlight that is streaming through my window. It is like a blinding white light the intensity making my eyes flicker in waves of pain. As I finally get to the window and manage to shove the shutters close cutting off any daylight. In this imprisoned room i was now forced to stay in.
Catching my breath just laying here on the floor, my breaths come in small pained pants. I bring my hands to my face and see the boils and blisters begin to fade into my pale skin. Till they disappear beneath the flesh as if they were never there in the first place. I remember last night Father saying that the only enemy we had to fear was the sunlight. That we would no longer need the day, the fights and battles would take place at night.
I lost count of the hours I spent on the floor letting my mind mourn for all the things I had lost just from the simple fact I could not walk in the sun .I'd never be able to watch another sunrise, or to walk along the stream as the sun shone. Or to lay in the meadow with Kol as we held on to one another in the summer heat watching the beautiful world drift around us.
I realised before that I had never appreciated the simple joy of just feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin, or the joy of seeing the light shine through the windows erasing all dark days.
My stomach began to ache slightly from the hunger of being denied its dose of new blood .I shakily manage to get up from the floor one hand resting on the bed post as I collapse on the bed and stare at the ceiling. I try to count the number of beams and lines in the wood so I am able to focus on anything but the hunger. As the hours wear on my skin grows more feverish, my body weaker is craving some blood. I must have drifted in to a restless exhausted sleep as I wake up with a weak cry as I hear raised voices and banging from the kitchen door. Sage voice rings out as she beats on the door in desperation to be let in the house.
"I know that Finn didn't just leave, he wouldn't do that to me without a word."
"Let me in. I'm scared where he is, he wouldn't just give up on us, we been through everything together. "However hard it got we didn't abandon the other without a word."
With every word her voice became more broken as her cries rang out in her desperation to be let in so she could understand what was happening.
"Just let me see the others please I need to know they ok, for Finn, for me they can't be caged up like some dogs they are humans"
My ears become more sensitive to every sound since the change. I hear Sage's body slide down as she sits on the stone step. Using the last of her will power to keep banging. I can hear Kol, Elijah and Klaus try to comfort Finn, who is hunched on the chair. Finn trying to cover his ears so he doesn't have to hear the cries of Sage in his ears as her heart breaks, thinking that he has either left or is in terrible danger from our unstable father.
The minutes tick by and I let a new wave of tears fall .I'm surprised that I even have any tears left to cry, but I find the warmth of my tears a comfort. As I listen to Sage's knocks grow weaker as her hope begins to fade. My Stomach heaves again as the wind from outside picks up the scent of her bloodied knuckles and carry them to my nose. My fangs extend desperately to quench the thirst. I dig my nails in to my waist, closing my eyes begging for Sage to leave before I tried to hurt her in some way .The fear of hurting my friends or the people I love consumed me and I began to shake in a pile on my bed.
Then I heard walking in the hallway as a figure approached my door. It takes a few seconds more than normal for my addled brain to recognise the walker as Kol from his footsteps.
Knowing that it is too dangerous to talk, Kol just lay his head on the door and I smile picturing his face. I know his hair would be falling over his face as he leans forward his eyes filled with a concern and love for me. I black everything out and just focus on his breathing sounds even though he didn't breathe any more. Kol knows that the sound had always been a comfort for me so he recreates the familiar sound for me.
I can sense the security he is sending to me, letting me know that even if he wasn't even able to hold me what with father being there he wasn't letting me go through this alone. I manage a weak smile as I turn on my side to the door as I began to steady my manufactured breaths. Mine matching Kol's as my fangs retract back in place. The skin slowly heals till they are caged in my gums once again safe.
Soon after the knocks stop as Sage gathers herself from the steps, her footsteps painfully slow and heavy as she walks away from our house. I hear her whisper with the strength she had left. That this is far from over, she won't rest till she knows we are safe and till she finds Finn again.
Kol stays with me sitting with his back against the door till I hear Father's order for them to join him for the night training, as the coast was clear now from Sage.
My eyes grow heavy from my body exhaustion and worry for my Brother's having to spend time in Father Company once again. My body once again takes me away from this hellish home as I drift in to a pained but deep sleep. Finally I'm able to find some peace in my dreams.
I dream of me and Kol with James walking through the forest. I hold a little girl in my arms as she sleeps peacefully in my arms. I stare in the sun smiling as the leaves rustle in the wind above us and I hold on tightly to Kol hand. Kol helps teach James how to count from one to ten.
It's like even in my dream I know this future is lost in every sense but I am so desperate to cling on to the happiness. To the could have been .I might not be able to have this future but I still have the chance to find the happiness in my dreams.
The sound of the wind rustling against my shutters shielding me against the early morning light wakes me from my happy slumber. I turn to my side groaning from the harsh sounds rocking against the wood shutters. That's when I notice in the pale darkness a goblet beside the door. As quickly as I am able to I gather my clothes and try to walk a few steps, till I am only able to crawl to reach the drink.
My mouth is already burning with desperation for the contents. The aroma of a rich substance is flooding my senses and I know without a shadow of a doubt it is blood. I cling on to it greedily as I pour it down my throat. Moaning quietly as it begins to revive my strength .I don't pause for a single second till it is all down my throat. Taking a second I let my tongue linger on my lips licking away all evidence.
Within seconds I am back to my new strong self and I feel the power flow through my body. I put the goblet in the wooden chest under my bed. To hide the forbidden gift that father had forbade me to be given, till I was ready to become his obedient warrior. I manage to smile a little in defiance as I feel something I haven't felt since the change hope…
The hope he wouldn't win without a fight from us, that however long it took in some way we would find a way to defy him. Every monster can be killed if people are smart. Also while waiting for the chance to outwit the creatures at their own game. Un be known to Father he will be slowly teaching us the weapons and ways in which one day we will be able to over throw him with.
Voices drift to my doorway as I hear father order mother to check up on me.
"Let's see how weak she is, whether she is ready to stop being a small child and just accept this new role without crying her eyes out"
Mother tries to cut him off ,to make him be a little more forgiving but a sharp slap rings out as he strikes her over the face before she gets a chance to.
Father snarls now saying
"It's her choice she can starve and die in that room or she can just apologise to me and be thankful for the gifts I will teach her."
Father storms off as he goes to the kitchen and I hear the old familiar demon sound of him filing his goblet with something he had always been a slave to his need to drink the devils juice.
Knowing that my skin looks far too healthy for someone who was meant to be weak with the need to feed. I gather some of my white face powder and dab it on. In big swipes till it covers my whole face and neck and then I rush to the window gritting my teeth. As the weak sunlight causes my skin to burn I collect the rain that had begun to fall from the skies. Retracting my hand in swiftly I brush my hand and the raindrops along my forehead. Giving me the appearance of slight fever working over my body, as my skin feels clammy to the touch.
Hoping back in to bed I just have time to cover myself as I hear mother unlock the latch from the outside and walk hesitantly in my room.
Turning over to meet her gaze I feel sick at the women in front of me. She was a ghost of my mother. I know my brother's death had been hard on all of us but we had all lost him. Her eyes guilty go to the floor as she meets my pained face and takes in my weak and sickly appearance. It takes a few seconds but she composes herself as she gets the courage to meet my face again trying desperately to reach me.
"Bekah ….My Bekah please don't judge me too harshly ...I was only saving my children"
"Giving you a chance at a life a long life without death, this way none of you can die, you can help those that can't protect themselves"
"You can spare any families from going through this, the same that been through."
Mothers voice cracks as a few tears brushes down her face. I feel nothing just empty no compassion no pity for what she had let Father do to us all. Mother had just watched as Father slaughtered us all, taking away any chance at normal lives for us.
Mother carries on in desperation to try and reach me seeing that this explanation wasn't getting her very far with me
"I know it seems so dark, so despairing now, but I did it to save you all"
"Even though a life had to be sacrificed, I'd do it all again in a heartbeat. After all that women she only toyed with your Brother's"
"Tatiana never loved them really, she was a selfish woman and through her loss we all have a chance to be a family for ever.
"You will never have to be parted from your brothers again, they will always be there to protect and keep you safe Bekah
"You have the chance to live without the fear of death."
My body is shaking now not with sadness but with anger and hurt that Mother can't see what she had done is wrong .Taking our chances away from us ,taking away the most basic human right which was choice.
I get up a little shakingly as I stare her down collecting myself before I am able to gather some words.
Harshly I hurl my views upon her letting the true emotions I feel at her actions. They fall upon her with venom.
"A chance at life is what you call this; you took away our chances to live and love to be happy"
"To walk in the sun, you gave us no freedom but made sure that we would be trapped under father fist"
"As he will abuse us for his own sick twisted game, you made us dependant on father mercy and on the substance of blood."
"Our bodies so unstable with our bloodlust we can hurt and kill those ones you were so convinced we will be able to protect"
I realise that I am crying through my anger as Mother's eyes fill with so much guilt and pain from my words .I raise my head up to stare at her as I try to show her just how much she took from us all
"You took away our chances to live, to love, to have families. To die in the knowledge that we had been able to choose our paths."
Yes we all lost Henrik, we all miss him but we can't control death. We shouldn't and know all of us must try to survive when we all broken."
"Finn has lost Sage, Elijah and Klaus the women they love, who you sacrificed."
"Kol has lost his chance to live his life same as me mother … same as me …. I ….. Just leave please."
"I can't do this right now, I understand you were trying to do what you thought best but mother this is not life, this is just existing. Its two very different things."
Mother just stares at me pained and desperate to make it right for us. The weight of her actions becoming slightly clearer to her even in her mourning and broken self. I raise my finger slightly making my message clear.
"I loved my mother, but you like this it's not her it's not something she would ever do. She was stronger than this even though she never knew and saw it."
"That mother, when you find her again let me know. When you ready to stand with us as our mother and not as fathers puppet than perhaps we can try to mend some of the mess that you and father put upon us all."
Sadly I think my mother died the day Henrik did, but if this life struggles taught me anything. It's that if people are willing there is always a way to find their way back to one another."
Mother nods now too heartbroken and crushed to even form a sentence her hands and digging in to one another. As she tries to brush away some of the hate at her action she feels in herself as to wash away her sins now weighing so heavily on her heart.
Sighing sadly I take a moment to breathe even though I don't need to, as our hearts don't beat, but I find the comfort in the ghostly action I was so familiar with.
"Tell Father I'm almost ready to join my brother's, they all I have left now Mother. So if I fight to live, I fight to live for them now."
"To make sure that this choice was for nothing that Tatiana didn't die for nothing."
I turn to the window and hold myself as mother walks away without a word. Just staring down at her feet as she wipes away the tears over her cheeks breathing heavily in her heartbreak. That she was unable to justify her actions to even herself.
For the rest of the day I bury myself in my journals as I write down every memory I can ever recall, every small moment sad, happy or emotional I don't want to forget a moment of it.
This now here, was a very different chapter of my life and I didn't want to forget anything from my old one. I did not know how my memory would hold up but I didn't want to ever forget my past even if my future was very different now.
The journals about me and Kol and James I hid in the floorboards under my bed. Knowing if they ever were found the punishment would probably cost us both this immortal life. I watched him die once I wouldn't watch the light drain from his eyes again.
It was now twilight and I open the shutters just sitting on the ledge, legs pressed against my chest in comfort as I finished the final journal. To the point of when I wake up from the change.
I look to the stars and smile knowing at least I was able to still admire the night and have some time to walk in the outside. I hear a slight ruffling at the door. At first I push myself deeper in to the window scared in case it was father wanting a confrontation but I just saw a small slip of paper slide through. I hear rushing feet move to the kitchen and out the door.
Staring through the darkness my eye sight is able to see as clearly as if it was day. I smile seeing Kol break in to a fast run as he runs with new found speed. Kol's head raised to the sky as he revealed in his new gifts .
Smiling a little at how he was still himself in so many ways even in the change I go to the door and unwrap the note. The ribbon falling beside my feet as I scroll through the message. Once I have read his heartfelt and pained message, about not being able to help me last night. Kol tells me to meet him at the river edge, the place we had first confessed how we felt, and the one place that would always belong to us. In the Message he had managed to get the key for my room and he told me to leave from his window he had left it unlatched.
Waiting till mother had retired to bed I gather my cloak and wrap it around me .More for comfort than being cold. It seems the change had taken away all sense of being cold or warm. My body truly has no weakness as far as I can tell .The only thing it could not fix is the pain, but the pain is part of being human and it was a side I do not want to lose in myself.
Creeping silently through the house I manage to get to Kol's room and escape through the window .Hurling myself forward I begin to run. Just running past the trees and fields. I don't think on anything but where my feet are carrying me and the feeling of the night time air on my skin and hair. I Just let all the cares and worries slip away just for a little bit.
The run that should have taken me at least 20 minutes takes me only five minutes. I run to the river edge falling to the ground ,leaning forward letting the water weave it way through my fingers as I bring my face to away all my tears, trying to cleanse away the pain the scars that I feel. I just repeat the action again and again till I am soaked through. With every new flow of the water across my face I feel a little lighter a little more healed.
I look to the sky and raise my hands in prayer. Asking for strength, to be able to hold on enough. Till we could get our payback on Father, till my brothers could be free and happy.
I pray that Mother will be able to find herself and I pray to the God's to take care of Henrik. Whispering slowly I wish him well. Telling him how much we still missed him but that he was better off free from this battle and Father's and Mother's madness.
"Sleep well little brother under the stars." I utter as I lay back in the grass looking up at the stars till everything else fades around me. The stars lights covering and blanketing me. The view is only disturbed when Kol joins me his face relived and happy to see me here waiting for him He just watches me for a moment glad to see I am at peace. Even with everything we were struggling with. Smiling at him softly I take his hand and just throw myself in his arms as he holds me close.
We hold on tightly to one another, our bodies sharing the hurt as we cling on trying to pour all the strength love and courage in to the other one. The stream gentle sounds helping to soothe us. As well as the memories always being ours. To share this special place that would always be a sanctuary, however lost we had and were becoming.
Kol kisses the top of my head gently as he reaches down for something and brings it to my lips, as he helps raise my face to his. He has a fresh goblet of blood and he tips it in to my mouth. Slowly as my tongue collects the droplets from my lips, I close my eyes getting lost in the taste and the warmth that flowed in my body. Opening my eyes slowly I moan a little from the taste and from Kol staring at me. With so much desire and love from watching me drink and power flow through me.
I don't hesitate for a second I crash his lips to mine forcefully as we kiss with so much passion. So much need for one another after being apart. Our kiss becomes more frantic as his tongue traces my lips savouring the taste of blood for us both. I wrestle with his shirt but give up chuckling as I tear it to shreds. Kol doing the same to my dress tearing it in one long strip.
Kol's mouth tortures me in slow deep wet long kisses down my neck .His fangs extend to scrape gently across my skin. Making me moan his name and my eyes close from the pleasure. I feel my fangs tear in to my lip slightly, my blood flooding my mouth. My nails dig in Kol's back hard as my body begs him to carry on. I just throw my head back and hang on to Kol as he walks us to the tree. Kol's hands caressing all over my body in slow tender strokes.
My pain being replaced with nothing but bliss and desire. I don't even notice the rest of our clothes being discarded. I just let Kol help heal us both with his hands and kisses.
Crying his name as he finally joins our bodies as one with a deep slow thrust. I lay my head on his shoulder and held on to him with everything I have as he takes our bodies to climax. Kol's body protecting mine with every move as we experience our more heightened emotions. Everything is more intense, every kiss more powerful and lingering. All I can feel is the sparks from my skin to his as we look in to one another eyes. Both of us being shocked at how different this was than before. Kol wipes my tears of bliss from the corner of my eyes kissing them away. Kol than chuckles as the tree we have been up against cracks in two making an ear splitting sound. Another climax flows through us both. Kol mouth consuming my groans as we kiss each other never once breaking for air another pro of not being human any more.
Sliding my lips from Kol slowly I snap my head to the side as I search for the noise I thought I have heard. It sounded like a twig snapping from the bushes from the other side of the riverbank. For a few seconds it had seemed to move as if someone was watching from the other side. Kol was beginning to turn to see what had cached my interest, but I gently stop his head and raise a finger to his lips as I carried it back. The fear that we have been seen devours me. I am terrified, but I know that the person had not been able to see Kol. If there was someone there they would know who it was the minute he turned round. I mean the person might not have been able to see this far especially with no moon. However it was a small town and I didn't want to run the risk that someone would know both Kol and me.
Just holding on to Kol I scan as far as I am able to in the bushes. Then I sigh with relief making us both smile when I see that it is a deer. Just coming for a drink at the riverbank.
Kol chuckles when he sees it standing there.
"That bloody beast almost made my heart stop beating if it was able to beat "
Kol jokes a little sadly but then smiles to me.
Kol helps me down as he takes in the sight of the trees and we both start to laugh as we see the damage we had done
I lean up saying I love him and then begin kissing him slowly as we turn to the deer and watch him till he departs. We walk home, my head laying beside his chest. We hold on to one another. I just stare up at the night sky enjoying the last few moments of freedom away from our house. However I am unable to shake a feeling. That the sound didn't sound like a deer before, but I am sure it is just the stress from the last few days taking its toll on my brain. Wasn't it I convince myself?
