Elena
Klaus soon arrived to the roof. The two men grabbed hold of me as they untied the ropes around my ankles and my wrists. I hate this sack covering my head, but at least it covers my tears, and gives me the advantage not to look at anyone else in the mean time.
I could hear footsteps coming closer toward me. A hand grabbed the end of the sack, and removed it off my head. Of course, it's Klaus.
"Hello there, my darling." His hands reached for my face, and wiped the fresh hot tears away.
The hard lump in my throat prevents me to speak. All I want to say is that...I wish. I wish I could just say one more thing to Damon before he left. I hate that he saw me like this. And the trouble I brought him hurts my heary so much.
Klaus lifted me up, his filthy hands touching my legs and back. "Don't cry. Damon will erase from your memories in time."
I lowered my head. My hands placed next to my chest. I cannot speak...I cannot bear not to hurt this monster. I can't take it.
~ He soon took me back to the car. I remained silent along the way.
"We're leaving New York. We'll have a grand time in Miami. I might be able to hide better at sea."
His hands reached for my face. I slapped them away, and turned the other side. I will wait for Damon. He will save me. That I know. I must wait. I must stay alive for him.
Hey guys, this is kind of a spoiler alert. But I am planning to make the ending very…very sad. So brace yourselves. Anyway enjoy.