Part II
"And I loved him, I loved him,
I loved him, I loved him.
And I still love him, I love him." ~Lana Del Ray
Staring at the other side of the tomb, I don't bother blinking or anything. I can't because too much is on my mind, i'm in shock. Because I may have just failed everyone.
I hear footsteps before someone speaks. "Can I get you something to eat, Ama? I'm sure your hungry"
"I'm not" I can't eat.
Bonnie is most likely frowning at my words. "You have to eat something, you've been down here for days"
Oh I know. Seeing the crack of sunlight every so often lets me know it's a new day. Another day with him gone. My lips part slightly as i'm ready to respond but I don't want too.
I hear another voice. "She's in shock, I don't think she's leaving anytime soon"
They were right.
"We can't just leave her in there. She has to come out" Bonnie says
The voice speaks up again. "She doesn't want too"
A sigh leaves Bonnie. "Elena, we have to help our friend. I can't watch her hurt herself like this" Her voice cracks and it lets me know she's ready to cry.
Don't cry, Bon. I hear myself say the words but it doesn't leave my mouth. Elena speaks up. "This is something we can't really help with. All we can do is be there for her and wait."
I tune them out after that. Where did I go wrong? I tried making sure I gave the best outcomes over the bad ones. Tried changing the choices for the better. I must've missed something or my plan wouldn't have failed.
Turning my head, I look at the dried now brown colored blood on the wall. The spot where I saw Stefan last. Because he's dead-
And it's all my fault.
56hrs earlier...
I'm your national anthem
God, you're so handsome
Take me to the Hamptons, Bugatti Veyron
My heads spinning. I can't believe it, I knew Klaus once upon a time. Looking at him, I feel so many emotions. "I think i'm gonna be sick"
"That's not what most woman usually say when i'm the first thing they see when they wake up, love" He teases.
I swallow and don't bother smiling at all. "You kidnapped me i'm guessing"
Klaus shrugs to respond to me. "You say kidnap, I say borrowed for a bit"
A bit. There's a chance I won't sleep in my own bed for awhile. This makes me sigh, suddenly i'm guessing whatever I was stabbed with is kicking in. My vision blurs in a way that makes me wonder if my contacts stopped working, and my stomach feels a bit queasy. Looking around I feel my skin start to get hot.
Klaus is staring at me and I can't read his expression right now. I can't even see anything. Then my body feels heavy, and I fall. My head doesn't hit a pillow, but i'm pulled into the future hybrids lap.
He loves to romance 'em,
reckless abandon
Holding me for ransom,
upper echelon
He says to be cool but,
I don't know how yet.
Moving my hips side to side, I sing smoothly looking through the crowd. As everyone is dancing to the music and my lyrics my eyes wander to the door. Then we meet eyes. His indigo blue eyes that have mystery behind them. And I wanna solve it.
He smirks as our eyes meet, his strawberry lips curl into a smirk as his eyes darken with interest and lust clear in them. Focusing on him, I lower my voice and move my mouth closer to the mic. Spilling the words from my mouth with so much passion I can feel the energy in the room shift. People are feeling it.
But right now i'm not worried what they think, I wanna know what he has to say. Which is why when i'm done, I smile at him and take my bow. Everyone whistles and go wild but he doesn't do anything at all. His smirk doesn't leave his face but that's the only emotions he's giving me.
I'm disappointed, eager to get a reaction out of him. Its obvious he's being a jackass. Trying to get me to approach him, like most girls probably do. I get what I want, but only the way I choose. Stepping off the stage I walk toward him and make sure to give him my famous doll face. He stands up slightly straighter and as soon as we're close I brush past him.
Mouth twitching, I head outside and need to calm down. He had me feeling what I haven't felt in forever, alive. So I take out my fag and get ready to light it. Then I realize my lighter was in my bag, which was inside.
Flick.
He followed me outside. And has a lighter. "Thanks" I say quietly.
"You know smoking isn't good for your lungs" He slips his lighter in his pocket. I recognize an accent on his voice. Just can't tell where.
I shrug. "And you should know to mind your business"
Holding his hands up as a sign of peace, he licks his lips. "Just looking out for you, love."
One of my thick brows raise. "I don't need looking out for"
"That's what they all say"
"You calling me some sappy girl who needs a hero?"
This makes him chuckle. "Now look who's assuming. Who said I was gonna be the hero?"
His words make me look at him. We hold eyes and I feel my heart start to race. The wind decides to blow the cool air giving me a chill.
My mouth turns up in a lopsided smile. "So your the villain" I conclude.
There's a glint in his eye. "I'm my opinion we make the story"
"I'm-" I decide to introduce myself, it seems the gentleman doesn't need me too.
"I know who you are. But you don't know me"
"Are you inviting me to get to know you?"
His smirk widens. "I'm Klaus Mikaelson"
Wind in my hair, hand on the back of my neck
I said, "Can we party later on?"
He said, "Yes, yes, yes"
My eyes open slowly. My head hurts, like my brain was pulled apart to little pieces and someone banged repeatedly on my temple. Surveying the room, I notice it's the same as earlier. Wherever he took me too.
The new memory makes me shocked but only because I never would've thought how our first encounter was. Let alone it being that. I don't see Klaus in the room with me, but I guess that's good for right now.
Sitting up very slowly, I let out a pained groan and whimper at the intense pain. It's ridiculous. Holding my head, my eyes look around the room and I don't hear anyone else here. Slowly standing, I quickly start looking for my phone but it isn't here. Of course.
Stumbling out of the room, I close my eyes briefly at the sunlight peeking through the large hallway. I was in a penthouse. My body heads forward toward the stairwell and it's dead silent. All I can hear is myself moving around. Did he leave me here?
As i'm lost in my thoughts and pain, I miss a step and leap forward. A small sound of surprise leaves me and my hands leave the banister. I can feel my body falling forward and suddenly arms grab me. Fingers wrap around my wrist as i'm pulled at an inhuman speed into strong arms.
Their hold is secure and possessive. Heart racing, I catch my breath and look up seeing Klaus staring down at me. "Quite a nasty fall you almost had, isn't it?"
A sharp breath leaves me. "Where'd you go?"
He licks his bottom lip staring down at me. "I had to make a phone call. Good thing I cut it short, or a few extra seconds on the call and you would be face first on the hardwood"
"Yeah, thanks" I say thickly. Getting out of his grip, I don't pull my arms from his hold. "What's wrong with me?"
I feel worse than I did with hangovers. A stomach bug is better than this.
Klaus moves some hair out of my face and checks my forehead. "Your gonna be okay. I just gave you something to give you your memories back"
"It's impossible, how could I have been alive back then? I'm not a vampire"
The blonde beauty leads me to the sofa in the sitting room. The penthouse is huge and reminds me of a beautiful two story loft.
Weakly, I lean into the couch and curl up into a small ball or something. Anything to ease the pain a bit. Or atleast make me think i'm getting better.
"Your soul is reborn every so often over the years but i'm guessing it's until you die. Based off the legends and what i've found over the decades, your destined to die at eighteen" When he tells me this it doesn't sit well with me.
Wincing, I shake my head. "No, I know my luck is something but it can't be that bad!" I look at him and my shoulders slump. "I'm gonna die in a couple months" The year was almost over in a few months and i'm a spring baby.
Just my luck.
"I'm gonna fix that, you just have to trust me"
Oh boy. The fan in me is telling him i'll always trust him because i've seen what he's capable of. But then the rational me is saying to be wary because I know what he's capable of! Once upon of time, we loved one another- and since I have the same soul from that time, I think part of me still does. And that will never change.
With those last thoughts, I nod. "Okay"
The next time I wake up it's dark and i'm in the bedroom again. I feel a bit better but i'm just glad the fever is slowly going away. Sadly now i'm getting chills. I can't sleep. If I do it's not for long and I was hot. Pulling the blanket closer, I ignore some of it leaving his form as it wraps around my own.
My eyes find his form on the bed with me, but he gave me space. His chest is rising up and down and he's laying on his back. His strawberry blonde hair is a mess of curls and a bit longer than it was when he came to Mystic Falls on the show. I love curly haired Klaus because it looked so cute messy.
The only form of touching we have is my foot on his leg but that's it. Lifting my wrist, I look at the marking. "Never forget we made a promise love, Always and Forever" My face darkens just at the memory.
Feeling the tug to be closer to him, and the fact that I remember some stories and such saying wolves are naturally warm, I scoot as close to him as possible. My body is freezing and my breathing is uneven. Lifting my hand, I caress his jaw lightly and watch his body relax more. Propping up on my elbow, I tangle our legs together and climb on him.
The more our bodies touch, the better I feel. As I wrap my arms around his middle, my other arm is supporting my neck. as my breathing slows, I feel it again, the pain. I'm getting another dream. My mouth parts to let out a silent scream and a noise does come out. I don't realize that my eyes are starting to water because it's more painful than last time.
I don't notice Klaus holding me and whispering words either. He turns my body so my chest is meeting his own. Lashes stuttering, the snippets of some memories enter my mind blurry. Then it connects. As it does my eyes widen and they turn aqua. I don't realize it, but Klaus does.
Tell me I'm your national anthem
(Booyah, baby, bow, down,
making me so wow now)
Tell me I'm your national anthem
(Sugar, sugar, how now?
Take your body downtown)
Smiling, I tilt my head looking at him and he grins back at me. "I can't believe I told you that" I say with a giggle.
He chuckles and grabs my hand. "Don't worry, your secrets safe with me" I told him i'm a mermaid. I can't believe how well he's taking it.
"It better, or i'll turn you into a cavemen" I don't think i'm capable of freezing such a beautiful person, but the threat is something i'm capable of.
Klaus rolls his eyes. "Sure, love"
Our conversation stops when I feel eyes on me in the room. I know it isn't Rebekah because she's off in the powder room and knows where we are already. No it's something different, someone else.
My blueberry eyes with speckles of ash look at the bar and the dance floor. That's when he's already staring at me. My lips part slightly and i'm shocked. His chiseled jaw and perfectly styled hair gives him attraction. But it's his eyes i'm looking at. From the fluorescent light of the bar they're dove grey right now. It's obvious they change colors and that couldn't be anymore attractive to me.
He sips his drink after our moment and his face doesn't show any emotion, other than the slight turn of his lip. And his shining eyes. Like he hit the jackpot. In that moment Rebekah comes out the bathroom. She surveys the room too bored and not wanting to be with me and her brother due to the heavy flirting he likes to do. And the teasing I throw at him.
Her lips smirk and she bites her lip seeing Stefan. "I'll be right back" She drawls getting up.
It isn't until she talks to him for a bit that my mind starts to nag at me he may have a thing for blondes. I'm so absorbed in their conversation even though I can't hear it, Klaus cups my chin and turns me to him.
"Your worried about my sister? Or the fellow?" At this my mind gets the wrong thought. But I look at Klaus and realize he thinks that I think the guys human. He can't be, not with the authority he radiates entering the room. The power he carries with himself like he's sexy and knows exactly that. Almost like Klaus.
"I'm not, just shocked she's showing so much interest" It's a lie and i'm thankful my heart doesn't betray me. Maybe I drank enough.
He smirks and his hand moves to the side of my face where a blonde curl was hanging perfectly. "He's one of us, and i'm sure that's gonna give Rebekah a better chase"
This makes me nod. "I know all about the games you two like to play. Perhaps a little to well" I get a laugh in return and I wink at him.
"You look beautiful tonight"
Biting my lip, I blush. His hand starts to caress my neck. "Niklaus" I whisper as his attention is now on my vein. My blood called to him he put it.
Changing the subject, he fixes my hair and places it on my shoulders. Atleast suppressing the smell a bit.
"Wear your hair like this, atleast for tonight. I do not know the control that this gentleman has but I know it can't be better than my own" He whispers into my ear.
His low voice gives me a chill.
Our moment is broken when I hear Rebekah talking to us. "Nik, there's someone i'd like you to meet" She's smiling, no one makes her smile this much but me and Klaus.
Klaus turns his attention to him and shows his intimidating side. "We'll go right ahead, Bekah."
She motions between the two. I don't pay attention as they trade names because i'm studying him. There's something about him that I feel. It's hard to explain and has my head swimming like I dabbled in the white powder.
The tall vampire gives me a small look that is quick. My eyes hold it and I watch a flicker in his eyes that makes me hold my breath. When he turns to Klaus, I exhale softly.
"It is nice to meet you" He takes his hand out to shake his hand.
The original accepts it and I watch them shake hands. "I hope the feeling becomes mutual."
Then the attention is on me. This time however, he introduced himself to me. "Stefan Salvatore" I put my hand out and he kisses the knuckles. I pay attention to the fact that he runs his thumb along my wrist in a way that makes me feel hot. I control my heart rate but I know he feels my pulse jump. The grin tells me.
Exhaling once more, I swallow. "Melisma Jezineliak"
It's over after that...
Red, white, blue is in the sky
Summer's in the air and baby,
heaven's in your eyes
I'm your national anthem
My head throbbing eases, and i'm back in his arms. Looking sheepishly at him, I lick my chapped lips sitting up. He follows suit and places his back on his headboard. "What did you see this time?"
"I saw Stefan, Rebekah introduced us" I watch his expression and he doesn't look happy at the memory.
"Ah, I was hoping the spell would only focus on us" He strokes my sides.
At the jealousy, I swallow. "I'm with him now, Klaus"
His mouth twitches. "You know you can call me Niklaus, sweetheart"
"Okay, Niklaus- tell me what else is there to this spell. Why I feel the symptoms lessen with your touch" And he actually does explain it to me which shocks me.
His fingers stroke my sides while he does and it calms me. "We're tied, the spell is not only giving you memories but bringing back the part of you that was hidden all this time."
His words make me nervous.
He continues. "The wolf in you. Just like me your cursed to hide a part of yourself, and like for me...there's a way to fully break it"
The sacrifice.
I don't know if I can do this. Kill innocent people just to fix the curse that was bound to me. But how is it possible? Being a mermaid and werewolf...it has to be another gene my mother has. Or my father. This thought makes me wonder why it was never brought up before.
I'm gonna have to have a talk with my father when he gets back. Him and Sanchez are currently in D.C. Luckily somethings keeping them there so I don't have a missing persons out on me. "Does that explain this more?" I show him the sun and moon mark on my wrist. He nods and I gasp.
I understand earlier he told me about all he knows with me being reborn here and there- and how the spell concoction works. It'll take days for it to go away and most of my memories to come back, but this is different. Is this what he meant when he said he was gonna fix me? By helping me during the sacrifice? Will breaking my curse take away the dying at eighteen thing?
What if i'm not reborn anymore though? Then again i'm not supposed to be here.
"Is it the sacrifice?"
"In a way, yes" This makes me shake my head. He pushes my hair back. "Except you also die"
Okay, what?!
Money is the reason we exist
Everybody knows it, it's a fact (kiss, kiss)
I feel numb. Everything is all jumbled together and i'm almost forgetting the fact that I came here to change things. Now being driven home by one of Klaus' vampires, i'm lost in thought. I can't believe this is all happening.
I don't know how long it's been since everyone's saw me. And i'm not prepared to keep something like this to myself. But I may have too. As I fidget for something to distract myself, I realize I don't have my phone still. Klaus didn't have it so i'm guessing it fell on the ground or something. It's probably gone by now.
For now I don't even wanna think about my visit with Klaus because that opens even more feelings. Right now i'm already dealing with three other peoples affections.
Suddenly, I notice the car has been stopped and notice we're at my house. I don't even wanna know if Klaus has been watching me since the start of the school year. This is the time i'm gonna need to catch up on school drastically, because i'm gonna be dealing with a lot of supernatural drama.
Thanking the vampire, I hop out of the car and head to my house. I take my key and head inside. My home is quiet as always and i'm glad my dad hasn't returned early. He would probably try to kill everyone and lock me in my room.
My body feels nasty, I should probably take a shower.
So I do just that, and by the time I come out the mirror is fogged. Brushing my teeth, I then put vaseline on afterwards and head to my room to change.
I slip on some shorts and a tube top. Brushing my hair, I absently let the brush run through it until I hear a whoosh. My eyes look up and I find the electric blue eyes that held a lot of guarded emotion.
"Damon" I set the brush down and when I turn to face him, he's in my personal space. Backing into my vanity, I hold my breath at his close proximity. The last time I smelled him, we kissed and we were in my car.
Grabbing a strand, he gives me a deep look that I can't decipher. Then he gives me that cocky smirk. The one that makes my heart race. "Your back"
I'm glad I took that shower now. Now I don't smell like Klaus and it's a good thing. "Yup, i'm back."
"Where have you been?"
I sing the national anthem while I'm standin'
Over your body, hold you like a python
Clearing my throat, I don't want to talk about it. Because then I think of him. Both of them, and my past with them. Leaning into his touch, my eyes dart to his neck and I don't want to think about anything right now. I need to feel.
"Damon, I need you" My eyes water and my voice cracks a bit. Raising my shaky hands, I grab his shoulders and one of my nails scrape against his pulse point.
Inhaling deeply, his eyes darken at me. "You don't mean this"
I shake my head and pull him closer. "I-I do. Please" I'm begging now, begging him to be here for me. I know I said what I said in the car but I never meant it. Because no matter what, just like there's them, there's Damon.
He leans forward and lifts my chin. "Say it, tell me you want me"
"I want you, Damon. I need you." Because no matter what he's my drug. And i'm addicted to him. He's my weakness.
And you can't keep your hands off me,
or your pants on
See what you've done to me,
King of Chevron
Those words seal the deal. He whispers something my ears can't pick up and crashes his lips against my own. A desperate moan leaves me and I feel his tongue ready to explore my mouth. His strong arms pick me up, and I wrap my legs around him.
Feeling the air my make head spin, i'm suddenly on my bed. This kiss is just as full of emotion as our last one. This time our mouths connect in a way they are making love to one another: Exploring, and becoming one.
My heart pounds against my chest and I pull him closer. I need him, closer.
Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, I pull away to quickly take it off his head. Damon lifts his arms up helping me, before I toss it carelessly. His own hands cup my breast, before I arch into his touch wanting our flesh to meet.
"Off" I mumble against his lips. He understands and tugs at my own top. He uses his speed to discard the tube top and I feel my breast exposed to the cool air. His lips move off my own to my neck and I tilt my head. As my chest heaves up and down, I feel his arms touch my body, exploring it. We start to fully undress after that.
It's a love story for the new age, for the sixth page
We're on a quick, sick rampage
Winin' and dinin', drinkin' and drivin'
Excessive buyin', overdose and dyin'
Kissing my neck, he licks it before sucking roughly. The pain gives me a rush and makes my back arch off of the bed. I need more.
Then I feel it, the prick feeling. Then he's drinking from me and I can't help the noise that leaves me. It feels good, too good. Damon growls like he hasn't fed in weeks, it has been a long time for us. I feel the pulls of blood he takes from me and it pulls me a step closer to death. But the rush, is what has me almost not caring if he kills me. Because right now the feeling is worth it.
He pulls away from my throat and my blood decorates his mouth. I watch him lick his lips clean of it and he bites into his wrist. Bringing it to my lips, I latch onto it and suck greedily. A groan leaves him as I take part of his essence and our eyes lock as I do.
Hand lowering, he uses his free hand and another moan leaves me as he flicks my clit. His thumb presses down and rubs it in a way that has my eyes threatening to close. But I don't, at least until the wound closes. I make sure to lock the wound clean from any drops that escaped. Taking his wrist away, he spreads my legs as he inserts a finger. Then two, and god it feels good.
As our bodies meet, his member entering my center- it feels good. Just as good as the blood exchanging. Magical almost. We crave each other, and in a way it's wrong. But bad things always feel the best. This helps me, makes my mind cloud and my body only focus on us. I'm not thinking, i'm just feeling.
As his hips stutter, my body starts to shake. I feel his lips touch my own again and he sighs into my mouth. "God, Snowflake. You feel so good"
I pull him closer, I don't want this to end right now.
He kisses my lips in a way that makes my mouth numb.
On our drugs, and our love,
and our dreams, and our rage
Blurrin' the lines between real and the fake
My stomach starts to tighten and I know i'm close. His hands hold me so tight and possessive I enjoy the pain. His greedy kisses make me feel full but I want more. "So beautiful" He whispers as he sucks on my earlobe.
I sigh in pleasure. "Don't stop" I say bluntly.
"Come for me, baby" His lips are against my skin and his voice enters my bones. The words make my body twitch and I feel his deep thrusts ruin me. I'm crashing.
My words fall dead on my throat. I explode and squeeze his dick as I do. He shivers and comes violently with me and I feel his blunt teeth touch my skin. It's not rough but I do feel his teeth take hold of my skin.
His dead seed enters me and I start to catch my breath.
As i'm a noodle of limbs, he kisses down my body. My breathing spikes as his tongue licks a trail down my chest to my navel. He dips his tongue in and I feel his hands squeeze my sides. Looking down at him, I watch as he blows softly on my sex and squirm. He takes my clit into his mouth and im excited again. I start to throb and feel warmth in my stomach.
Damon licks along my folds before he digs in.
It feels like he's making out with my pussy and he's good with his tongue. Very good. My back arches off the bed and I can't help the sounds leaving my mouth.
I'm a moaning mess. I'm under his control. Pulling his tongue out he pulls me closer and inhales deeply. It turns me on. "You taste, delicious."
Fuck.
Whimpering, I grind into his face and he takes me again eagerly. Not too long, I feel it again. The tightening.
He doesn't stop as i'm about to explode again and I can't take the pleasure. My body literally starts to shake and I start to breathe heavy.
"I can't do it" I try to move away from his mouth but he puts a palm on my stomach holding me in place. He sues the other to grip my side to prevent me from scooting away.
His tongue starts flicking over my clit once more before he enters his fingers to replace his tongue. As he curves them it's over for me. I'm tensing, and getting closer faster.
His mouth moves away and he kisses the inside of my thigh. His fangs pierce into my thigh and my eyes roll to the back of my head. My orgasm reaches me and I try to catch my breath.
Damon cleans me up and licks me clean.
I know i'm probably gonna bruise later and feel what we've done but right now I don't care. He moves back up my body and lays next to me. I feel him pull my body close and kiss my temple.
Exhaustion takes over and i'm falling asleep.
Too much is happening right now.
Rushing inside the tomb, I notice it's opened already. I'm breathing heavy from running and my sweat covers my skin. My eyes dart to Bonnie and I rush over to her. "Bonnie, are you alright?"
She opens her eyes and looks around confused. Then she sees me. "Ama, it's Klaus"
"What about him?" My stomach drops.
Her green eyes are drooping and I notice the crystal and such around us. They really opened it. "He and- Stefan"
Nonono. My eyes are already starting to water. I told him to stay away from him. That it's me he's mad at. "Are they in there?" I help her sit up. My eyes look to the tomb and that's when I hear the voices. "You gonna be okay?"
I have to stop him.
She nods and starts to look a bit better. "You can go, Elena is on her way"
I take this and get up. My eyes find a flashlight on the floor so I grab it. Walking towards the tomb, I take a deep breath before walking inside. As I squint my eyes through the dark cave, I hear the hungry vampires smelling my blood.
It's hard to ignore them. Quickly moving through the cave, the voices get closer. I gasp seeing Stefan and Klaus in each other's faces. Klaus' eyes meet my own.
"There she is, how are you, sweetheart?" He smirks at me and Stefan turns around.
"Please don't do this" I beg.
He walks toward me and gives me a look of indifference. "Surely you can forgive me" That's when my eyes catch something in the corner.
Damon. He looks so broken even though he's passed out. He looks pale and dead, but he's not grey. Stefan speaks up. "Get out of here, Ama"
"No, I can't leave you" My eyes start to water because this is all my fault.
Klaus turns angry at us even speaking to each other. "I'm doing this for you, you can understand that everyone has to die"
Holding his eyes I tense. "There's other ways! Your just hurting them because you don't like sharing"
His nostrils flare. "Trust me, your boy toy here has had it coming. He's lucky he didn't die then"
"But he didn't-"
Stefan cuts me off. "Your right, I am lucky. I had Amatheia in more ways than you'll ever wanna imagine. All the times we shared in my bed, in her's. She's been mine the moment I locked eyes with her and it will always be me she wants."
I plead him to stop with my eyes cause this isn't helping. Why can't he see that he doesn't deserve to die, he didn't after the series finale and he doesn't now!
Klaus glares a him and his jaw is clenched. He's fuming. "If you were good enough she would've chose you and only you. But your not, so she still chose to spend time with me because you aren't good enough. We even found one another before you two did. Anyone in their right mind wouldn't choose you"
He riled him up. Why did he rile him up?!
Everything next happens in slow motion. Klaus, I can tell Stefan's words remind him of what Mikael used to say to him and it hurts me because he's hurt. He growls and rushes toward Stefan. What makes me more shocked is that Stefan doesn't even fight him.
He lets him win.
No.
His eyes meet mine and Stefan mouths "I love you", right as his heart is ripped out. I scream. I scream and my knees give out making me hit the floor. I'm shaking and I- I can't even wrap my head around all of this. Klaus drops his heart and the squishy sound it makes as it hits the rocky floor makes me cry more. No one can survive that.
Dark and lonely, I need somebody to hold me
He will do very well,
I can tell, I can tell
Keep me safe in his bell tower hotel
I crawl to his body and I wonder if this is what it feels like when you feel physical heartbreak. Losing someone close to you. I've never experience before and now feeling it I don't want too. My pale hands pull him into my lap and I ignore the blood.
"No, no no. Stefan, you can't be dead. P-please wake up, I need you to- god!" I stutter and sob and i'm a mess. I'm starting to hiccup and I can barely speak.
The hole in his chest is visible and blood soaks his shirt. I touch his face and it feels so cold. So hard, like stone. "Y-you gotta wake up, please" I'm begging and begging. I get desperate, I move around for his heart and pick it up. Putting it back in his chest I wait for it to sink into his skin, like he's gonna wake up.
Another dry sob leaves me and I scream again because this is real. This isn't a dream I can wake up from, this is my new reality. I don't realize that Klaus is gone and that Elena entered. I don't even know how long i've been a mess. Just screaming and sobbing.
"Amatheia, what hap-" The words die on her throat. I keep looking at him not letting him out of my sight.
Because maybe he'll wake up like his neck was broken and tell me it was part of the plan. It was all part of some plan I couldn't be filled in on because it was last minute.
She drops to the ground next to me and looks at him panicking. It makes me realize this may not have been a plan. "Oh my god! Stefan i-is he?" She looks at me. "Amatheia"
"Just give him a second, he c-ca-can't be." I refuse to let my mind go that way. Because if he's dead then that means I- failed.
Money is the anthem of success
So put on mascara and your party dress
