Okay so I tried to write a longer chapter but I just couldn't bring myself to it...

See, I first want to know what your thinking about this part, especially about Sam...

Did you see this one coming or not?

Enjoy...

POV Sam

As I walked out the room, I felt all my feelings leaving my body. Like a cold shower that makes you feel like you lose every feeling in your skin. Like thousands of needles piercing your skin over and over again until you stop feeling anything else than pain. Pain that becomes your main feeling.

My breaths come faster and faster. I feel my blood running but it seems like my legs couldn't move fast enough, like air couldn't move through my lungs… how could he do this? He didn't even doubt his words… He just pushed me out…

I throw all my stuff in my backpack. Pretending to be compelled is like the easiest thing in the world. I was going to tell him everything. my life before him. Katherine her disappearing act… He just never had patience enough. he would pay the price…

I open my cell phone and call the number I despised.

"Elijah I need your help…"

"Why would I help you exactly?"

"Because…"

"Because what Samantha?"

Sure rub my real name in…

"Because it's better than calling Klaus or am I mistaking?"

"Is it really that hard to come clean with who you are?"

"Fine…"

He just lover to play this game but he was all I had beside Klaus of course but really Elijah or Klaus? My decision is easily made…

"I want to come home… Brother"

A FEW HOURS LATER

POV Damon

It wouldn't stop. The burning feeling in my chest. Stefan called it guilt after he heard the story. No, I refused to call it that way. I did not make a mistake this time. She wanted this, she begged for it… But why could I not make myself forget the tears running down her pale face?

Every passing moment felt like it lasted a lifetime. Stefan came and went but I couldn't bring myself to care. I just stayed locked inside my mind. Trying to figure out what my next step will be. Just when I was about to leave the house for a snack the sheriff walked in and asked for my help.

MONTHS LATER…

Not a minute went by without me wondering when the hell I would see her again. I have forbidden myself to think of her name, trying to move on myself but who was I kidding? Myself? Everybody else didn't fall for my trick of not caring. Elena tried to comfort me, even Katherine did. Let's just say that last one ended with a stake in her stomach and Elena with tears in the arms of Stefan.

I didn't need their help, I knew exactly what I was doing. I was stretching. Wondering when I would break and start my desperate search for her. I would turn every stone in this world for a sign. How could I have been so stupid to erase her mind? I knew I had a weakness for her tears but seriously?

I scattered another glass in my hand. I had to think… tonight was the dinner party I had invited Elijah to. Today I had to focus on the matters on hand. Elijah had to go…

Andie was a nice distraction but in the end it would be all she'll ever be… nothing more than a distraction till my girl comes back home. But it felt like my guts was telling me that she would never return again. Just like I compelled her to do… I was standing shirtless in my bedroom wondering what my next move would be when Elijah was killed.

I didn't try to look to far ahead. I tried to survive each passing day and make sure that if she would return, it would be safe. Sometimes I wonder if it would be safe for her to come back. If she wasn't better of without me but I couldn't bring myself to think of a future without her.

I shake my head and walk to my wardrobe wondering what I'll wear. I could just hear her chuckles in my head.

"Maybe black today or wait maybe this, it's a darker shade of black. Seriously Damon lighten up…"

Yeah Damon, Lighten up? How the hell am I supposed to do that? Andie walks toward me and buttons up my shirt. Distraction… that might just do the trick… Focus on the target. Elijah has to go…

Well that was the plan until the target arrived and introduced me his assistant. A girl interested in history and folklore.

"Well I always introduce her as my assistant because she hates it I tell people she's my little sister."

Jenna and everybody else was standing behind me, curious about the girl. But I had smelled her already. All that time I have lived with an original without even knowing. All this time I made myself believe, I was the one keeping her safe and sound. All this time I had the key to our freedom in my possession but I was just to blind to realize it.

"May I introduce you to my sister, Samantha…"

There she was in all her glory, my little girl and I could only think of one thing…

Why did she not come back?

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