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There's always something different going wrong,
The path I walk on is in the wrong direction.
There's always someone hanging on,
Can anybody help me make things better?
-Tears don't fall by Bullet for my Valentine
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I walked over to where Elena stood at the door. Elijah's eyes widened. "Do what she says Elijah." I said taking the knife from her hand. She looked at my with pity, I've never liked that feeling.
"You were a part of this Annabelle?" he asked, the way he said my name made it sound foreign.
"No, but this is what Elena wants, and I depend on her happiness." I said, he walked closer to the door.
"I trusted you Annabelle." He sounded hurt, and I couldn't do anything about it. It was liked seeing those homeless animals on the street and knowing you can't do anything to comfort them because your mom won't let you.

"It was never an act Elijah, I put my faith in you too, but Elena comes first, the bond is unbreakable." I said, "Now, promise her, promise me you'll protect everyone." He looked at the knife.
"Annabelle, we were going to keep her safe, we had a plan. What's changed? Who's influenced you?" he asked.
"Elena, this is what she wants, this is what she gets. Don't argue with me Elijah, just promise her." I pleaded.
"You're one to keep your word Annabelle, you'd come with me to keep Elena safe, you wouldn't put yourself at risk for her happiness." He said I let out a heavy breath and shoved the blade into the area right below my heart. He ran forward, as close as the house would allow him.

"Annabelle come here." He sounded panicked. Pain, searing pain, as a hunter I'd been stabbed before but this felt different, this would kill me. It was the sort of pain that gripped you tight and brought you to you to your knees.
"Promise her Elijah, give me your word that you'll do what she says." The words were hard to get out but were hard to get out but I'd managed it.
"Annabelle please." He begged.
"Swear Elijah, swear to her, swear to me." I said I was starting to see black spots from the loss of blood.
"I swear Annabelle, I swear to you, I give you my word, the agreement still stands." He said I looked slightly over to Damon who nodded and I lurched forward into Elijah's waiting arms.

He bit his wrist and I felt the blood pour into my mouth. "I'm sorry." I said pulling out the dagger. He pulled me close. "I'm so sorry." I repeated tears flowing from my eyes, I never cried, and here I was crying for a vampire.
"It's okay." He whispered pulling me closer. "I'm so sorry." I choked out one last time and drove the dagger into his heart.
"Why?" he breathed out and fell to the ground, dagger and all.
"I love you." I whispered, if he'd been alive he would have been the only one to hear it.

Stefan pulled me away from the body and handed me to Damon who held me on the porch so that I wouldn't pull the dagger out.
"It's gonna be okay." He said pulling me in close. Lies, it wouldn't be okay, it'd never be okay, he made me dagger the man I loved in the chest. I was enraged, I broke a piece of wood off of the porch and drove it into his chest.
He'd moved out of the way just in time so I ended up hitting his lung rather than his heart.
Stefan and Elena dragged me away from Damon. "She'll forgive him." Stefan told Elena in a conversation all their own. "She didn't stake him in the heart." I pulled out of their grasps.
"Don't be so sure, I missed." I said and turned and started walking.

"Annabelle, please come back, we'll drive you home." Elena called out, I was planning on ignoring her and walking home when Stefan pulled me into the car, stupid vampires and their strength.
They'd taken me to the Salvatore house where they stored Elijah's body in the basement.

"From now on we do things my way." Elena said from behind me. Her way? Her way is what got us in this mess, and now she wanted me to sit and take orders from her like some kind of dog!? No! Rage was just building and building in me, there was nothing to stop me. I spun around and caught her by the neck.
"Your way? Because of you I killed my friend! Because of you Elijah's lying in the cellar!" Stefan and Damon moved to stop me but I put my hand out and they flew to the wall, an invisible barrier between them and us.
"So no, from now on you three are on your own now. Because if I see you again I will kill you." I spat at Damon who was still up against the wall with his brother. Elena was struggling against my grip but it was no use, it was iron tight. My hand was still up pressing Damon and Stefan into the wall, they couldn't do anything to help her. In that moment I could have killed her, the bond was broken and we all knew it.

I dropped her to the ground. Tears welled up in my eyes, tears of rage, betrayal and hurt. I walked out of the Salvatore house and walked to the Castile house, I couldn't face my dad, not after this.
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I'd moved into the house, I wasn't speaking with my dad and not even Klaus could make me come into the land of the living. I'd been hanging out with Caroline, Matt, Jenna and once in a while Bonnie. Now there was nothing to do but drink.
I drank straight from the bottle relishing the feeling of the whiskey burning my throat; one good thing about having an old fashioned grandfather was that he liked his liquor. So I had plenty of options to choose from.

"Well this isn't what I expected." I froze, it was nothing, I was hearing things. I looked at the bottle, nope I hadn't had that much to drink, not even half the bottle.
Something, someone turned me to face them. Elijah stood before me, alive and in a new suit. Perhaps I'd drank so much I'd blacked out- it wouldn't have been the first time.
Even in a dream I couldn't face him, I turned my gaze to look at the floor.

"Look at me Annabelle." The name still sounding foreign, I kept my gaze on the ground.
He shook me. "Annabelle." His voice was demanding, I looked at him, into his once warm brown eyes which now looked upon me with fury.
I felt the tears well up in my eyes. "I'm so sorry." I said, if his arms hadn't held me up I'd have hit the ground. His eyes remained cold.
He reached up and caught me by the neck, refusing to let air reach my lungs, which were calling out to the desperately needed oxygen.

I didn't want to fight it, I no longer wanted to fight it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I understood that this was real, that Elijah was back, but that little part soon disappeared along with everything else.

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