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"You don't believe me, do you? You think I'm crazy." I said when Rick didn't said a word after I told him everything. Well, not the part that the people here was part of a TV show, though. That might be too much. I told him instead that I had read about some of the vampires in books. It sounded more realistic.
"Actually. I do believe you. I just...But really? A world without vampires?"
"Yes." I said.
"Do you feel lonely?" He asked. I was not prepaired for that question. It felt like I broke down.
"Yes. I do. I'm all alone and I want to go home." I whispered and a silent tear fell.
I felt a gently hand on my shoulder.
"You will be able to go home, someday. I will help you, kid."
"But how?" I asked.
"Sch. They are back. I will leave now, but we will keep in touch." Rick said. "For now, keep low. Everything will be ok." He said.
"I...I..." I said but he was gone in a sec. My eyes teared when I heard Klaus and Elijah downstairs. I was confused and scared. I wanted to go home so bad. And I had not sleep in like 24 hours. And I felt so bad against causing so much trouble for Damon, Stefan, Rick...Shit I wanted to go home.
"Little one?" Elijah said and was suddenly in front of me.
"No! Stop doing that!" I yelled.
"Hey, easy. Calm down. Stop doing what?" He said gently as he noticed I was upset.
"With the vampire-speed-surprised-thing. I...I can't handle it more. I...I..." Oh no. That damn panick attack again. Shit.
"I... I just...want my mom and dad." I said as it got more difficult to breath.
"Calm down Cindy, you're having a panick attack." Elijah said and forced me to look at him. No shit Sherlock. It felt like I was breathing through a straw. Elijah used vampire speed to take me outside the balcony.
"Listen to my voice. Breath in, breath out. Do it." He said firm.
And as I had done with Damon, I followed his order.
"You are safe. Everything will be fine. Breath in, breath out. Again. Breath in, breath out."
And as the last time it got easier to breath again. And after a few minutes I felt my breathing go back to normal.
"My sweet girl." Elijah said and embraced me. And there he was, the Elijah I kept dear. The caring one that...felt like a father figure.
"Is this your first panick attack?" He asked gently.
"N...No. My second." I said.
"When did they start?"
"A few days ago. It began after Bonnies spell-thing." I said.
"What do you mean?"
"Bonnie wanted to help me regain my memories." I answered.
"I see." Elijah mumbled. "I guess you have been through a lot, little one. You need to sleep."
"Elijah?" I whimpered.
"Yes."
"Please stay. I don't want to be alone."
He stroke my back.
"As you wish, little one."