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Elena's POV
Since the age 9, I knew the knowledge that I was dying. At that age, you can't quite grasp the concept of death. All I knew that I was in pain and I wanted to go away. As I grew, I've been poked and prodded by almost every medical tool known to mankind. My parents has dragged me from specialist from specialist hoping to get a different opinion, but in the end spill bunch of mumbo jumbo that means the same: There's nothing we can do. But like any parent would who knows that there child is ill, they seek out other solutions. Which leads me to packing my bags to go to New York to meet another Neurosurgeon on the rise.
Jeremy came waltzing into my room, flopping on my bed. "Are you ready?" He asked, fiddling with the tags on my bags.
"Packing my bags or for the trip, which I have no say whatsoever by the way." I huffed, trying to grasp my bag, but my grip weaken. Stupid, traitorous body!
"They just want to help, Elena! We all want you get better." He said.
I had to keep myself from lashing out. I'm not getting better, but I don't want Jeremy hearing that, so I put on a fake smile and said, "I know, so lug these bags downstairs to the car. I be down in a minute." I said, sitting on my bed. Jeremy got up and grabbed my bags and left.
I reveled in my silence, glancing around my room. All I want is use the last of my time to just hang with friends and family, not see them crush every time the doctor say the same thing. I grabbed my diary from the side of me and stood up. I grabbed my oxygen tank and wheeled it behind me.
"Hey, kiddo. Let me help you with that!" Alaric said.
"Ric! You came to see me off! Where is Jenna?" I asked, giving him a side hug.
"Jenna is downstairs with everyone else. So, how are you doing?" Alaric asked.
I faked smiled. "Doing good. Excited to go to New York." I said, trying to convince myself.
"How about the truth this time?" Alaric said, knowingly.
"Restless and crappy. I don't mean to be stubborn, but i'm tired of seeing their disappointed faces. This will be one of those times. Mama is just going isolate herself and cry herself to sleep. It's exhausting, but I will do this for them." I said.
Alaric picked up my tank and linked his arm around mine, helping me down the stairs. "You don't have to put on a brave face all the time, Elena. It's okay to lose control of your emotions, especially in your situation. We don't expect you to be in control all the time." He said as reached the last step.
Tears stung my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. "If I do, I can't come back from that, Ric." I said, trying to evade his eyes. He pulled me into a hug, caressing my head.
"That's why you have us, silly girl." Alaric said.
"True, but lets not have a heavy conversation. I want to be in high spirits." I said, pulling away smiling.
"I don't want Caroline to kill me for ruining your make-up." Alaric teased, walking me out the house.
"Elena!" I heard Jenna from behind me. I turn around and smile my first genuine smile. I see my family and friends were standing there, holding a banner saying 'Come Back Well'.
I could tell that the banner had a bunch of signatures. It was really sweet. Jenna came up to me with the biggest smile. Jenna and I are best friends and she is the best aunt. She wrapped me up in a hug.
"I don't want to let you go! How did you grow up so fast?" She joked. She lead me to gathering of people. I could see the Mikaelsons, Caroline and her mom, Bonnie and her grandmother, Matt and Vicki, Tyler and his parents. Caroline, Bonnie, and Rebekah made their way over to me, immediately smashing me in a hug.
We all laughed. "Can't breathe!" I joked.
"I can't believe you are leaving! And going to New York of all places." Caroline said excitedly.
"Its not like you're not going to come up there to meet me for vacation. You, Rebekah, and Bonnie will be there in two months. Time will fly by." I said.
"Which is still too long for us." Bonnie said.
"And who will be here to keep me company while these two shag my brothers! Bitch!" Rebekah pouted. Bonnie and Caroline looked away, blushing.
I laughed. "I think you will survive. Matt has his eyes on you! Before you know it, you will be shagging along with them." I said. Rebekah lit up at that. Those two had a crush on each other for long as I could remember. I wish they will give in already.
Mikaelson brothers, except Finn, came strutting over.
"Elle, you can't leave me with these boys I call brothers." Kol smirked, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.
"If anyone should run for the hills is anyone who meets you!" I smirked when Klaus retorts.
"Elle feels differently. Right, Elle?" Kol said, smugly.
"I had my oxygen tank holding me back." I said, laughing, giving him a side hug. Everyone joined in the teasing.
I sighed happily. I watched as everyone interacted, taking pictures with me. It was a nice sight. In this moment, I've never felt so bless.
"Having a good time?" Elijah asked.
"Yes. It was quite a surprise that I truly enjoyed." I replied.
"How long are you staying in New York?" Elijah asked, helping me to sit in the grass along with him.
"Depending on the response of the neuro specialist. Positive response, we stay for treatment. Negative response I come back. Simple as that." I said.
Elijah grabbed my hand. "I have feeling it will be different this time." He said.
"That's because you are an extreme optimist, Elijah, which is one of your many admiring qualities." We both laughed.
"Thanks." Elijah crumpled in confusion. I looked in the direction he was. I see Kol clucking and moving like a chicken behind Bonnie.
I smile. "Are you sure he's not adopted?" I asked laughing.
Elijah smiles. "Sometimes the way he acts make it questionable. Maybe he was dropped on his head?" He retorts.
Before I could say anything, my mom appears. "Elena, it's time to head out." She says. I nod my head. Elijah gets up, then helps me up. My mom grabs my tank and hands it to me.
"Thanks. Can you give me one sec with Elijah?" I asked.
My mom nodded, then walked off. "Well, it seems that I'm off. Will you be visiting?" I looked up at Elijah. I secretly hoped that would be the case.
Even though Elijah is older by six years, I had always had a crush on him since I was twelve years old. But I accept that he sees me as a little sister. I rather have that than nothing at all.
"Of course. And I hope to see you doing better." Elijah pulled me into embrace and hugged me tight.
I wrapped my arms around to return the hug. "I hope so too, but I won't hold my breath." I said as he pulled away. He walked me over to my car, where my parents were waiting.
Jeremy looked up and smiled at me. He took me away from Elijah. I gave him a small wave before returning my attentions to my brother. "What are you up too." I said, seeing that mischievous smile on his face.
"NOTHING! I SWEAR!" Jeremy said, holding up his hands. He opened the car door for me, then helped me inside. He slid my tank under my legs, then closed the door.
I let the window down, Jeremy bending down to my level. "I want to give you something. I had it specially made." Jeremy said, digging something out his back pocket. He bring it around front, a royal blue box. It was one of those small square ones.
I reached out for the box, only for Jeremy to snatch away. I knew what he was doing. So, I did my pouty face, widening my eyes for effect.
Jeremy rolled his eyes, handing me the small box. I plucked the box with incredible speed, afraid he would move his hand away.
I removed the top and smiled. It was a simple silver bracelet with a silver plate engraved with 'Hope For Life'. I removed the bracelet, reaching my wrist towards Jeremy.
"I love the bracelet, Jeremy. I'm never going to take it off!" I smiled.
Jeremy fastened the bracelet, a perfect fit. "I know you had many negative results and pretty much came numb and accepting of that fact. But I want you to fight! So whenever you are feeling down, I want you to look at this bracelet, reminding you. Let this bracelet take some of this weight. Promise?" Jeremy said, looking at me.
I smiled, tears clouding my eyes. "I promise." I whispered.
Jeremy smiled, leaning in and kissed my forehead. He pulled away and stepped away from the car. I turned around to look out the back window as soon as my dad pulled off.
Jeremy and I just waved until he disappeared when we rounded the corner.