AN: Hi my lovely readers, I am back at my grandma's. I will try to get two more chapters up in my time here but I hope you guys liked the last chapter. So Elijah is in the equation now, I am trying my best to follow the 2nd Season in my story without completely following it. The songs that inspired this chapter are My Vampire Heart by Tom McRae and Oblivion by Bastille.

But without further ado, here is the next chapter of Selling Your Soul. Enjoy!

Chapter 8: Deteriorate

Elijah's POV

After finding Isabella on the side of the road I tried to figure out who would do this to her, she wasn't one for enemies. I hadn't checked up on her since about 100 years ago, she wasn't in any danger at that time. She was carefree and happy when I had last seen her, but now it seemed she was in trouble. When she had passed out I had brought her back to the apartment I had occupied, I had also called Jonas to come check her out for me. Jonas was my witch and would take good care of her, if he had any self-preservation or any preservation for his son Luka. It had not been long after Jonas had checked her out that she began to stir, I quickly fed her my blood knowing that she needed it. Whoever did this was pretty brutal about how they left her, perhaps she had gotten away from her attacker but I wanted to know who the sick bastard was.

I watched her as she began to heal and I saw the beautiful Isabella that I came to know and love. My mind was racing, I wanted to kill those Salvatore brothers. Rose-Marie had brought me the doppleganger and she was human, it was an extraordinary gift. Little did they know I wasn't going to go according to my brother's plan to break the curse. Isabella was fully healed now as I sat with a cup of scotch in hand, I stared upon her and waited for her to wake up. She would need to wake up sooner or later, an eternity of rest was only something one could ask for but never receive.

Jonas had entered the room and asked to speak with me, I agreed reluctantly knowing that business was still business. Standing, I followed Jonas out of the room that was occupied by Isabella. "What do we need to discuss, Jonas?" I asked, he sat on the chair opposite of where I was standing, "Luka is enrolled at the high school, everything is going to plan so far. I just want to know who that girl is?" he said seriously. I walked over to the fireplace and smiled, "She is just an old friend, I doubt that she will be of any disservice to the plan that is in order. Relax Jonas, I always have plan B's and C's." I said to my friend, his daughter was along with Niklaus, he wanted her back and I promised him that. Tomorrow I would find Rose-Marie and those Salvatore boys, they would pay for thinking they could kill me.

Isabella's POV

I woke up to find myself in a room I didn't recognize, I felt extremely well. My head was the only thing that was throbbing as I sat up, looking around it was dark in the room. I wondered where I was as memories of last night came crashing down on me, Elijah. He had saved me, where was he now, I got up and found that my clothes had been changed. I smirked at that thought but soon my smirk fell as I remembered Edward, he had beat me pretty bad. His torture was terrible, the last thing I remember was him taking his clothes off. No! Did he? Had he raped me? What time was it? I looked around and couldn't find my phone, the door opened slowly and someone came in with a glass of blood. "He said you'd be up." The man said, I pushed him against the wall and wrapped a hand around his neck. "Who are you?" I hissed at the man.

He pushed me back with powers, I immediately knew that I was safe. "It's okay, I'm Jonas. Elijah sent me to give you the blood." I looked down at the glass that was now shattered across the floor. I mumbled an apology quickly and he quickly retreated, Elijah soon took his place. "Hello Isabella." He said in that voice that I had remembered, "Elijah, how have you been?" he smiled at me. "I've been delightful, I would ask the same of you but I see you're in some sort of trouble. Who has done this to you, Isabella?" I snorted at his words but sighed as his gaze softened, "Isabella please tell me. I just want to know who has done this." He pleaded with his eyes and I gave in, "Edward Cullen. He's an ex-boyfriend, well an evil ex. He was punishing me for slipping out of his grasp." He looked at me worriedly, "Look I'll be fine. He probably thinks I'm dead. I need to go, I can't stay here. Maybe I'll see you tomorrow okay?" I said pleading with my eyes for him to just let it go. "Fine but we will talk about this tomorrow Isabella."

Elijah's apartment wasn't that far a walk from the Salvatore's but maybe it was just that I was a vampire. I couldn't stand to be under Elijah's gaze, I felt as though he was judging me, it wasn't a good feeling. I wonder if he kept in contact with Klaus, would he tell him what had happened to me. I didn't want Klaus' gaze upon me either, Klaus would kill Edward and even though I wanted Edward dead, I didn't want Klaus to see me like this.

As I neared the Boarding House I tried to fix myself but realized there was no way to cover the emotions that would break when I saw Damon and Stefan. I walked into the house and as I turned the corner I saw Stefan sitting in the lounge, "Where have you been?" he asked coming up to me. I just looked at him, fighting back the tears that so desperately wanted to fall. "Bella? What happened?" he asked in a worried tone, the tears began to fall. "Edward happened. He came after me, I was tortured for hours and no one knew." I said crying, he ran to me and wrapped his arms around me, I shattered in his grasp and he held me. Damon came running into the room and as he saw me and Stefan his brows furrowed. "What happened? Where were you? I was waiting for you all night." I scoffed at him, "As if you really cared about me. I was being tortured for hours and no one came for me, I can't even remember if I was raped or not." His glare softened as he took in my words, he walked over to me and hugged me to him. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Damon picked me up and carried me up to his room, laying me down on his bed he went into the bathroom and began to run a bath. I just sat there and stared at the wall, I felt numb, that little switch was pulling at me to turn it all off, to not feel. I was considering it, I was considering being without the pain and heartache. I couldn't. Stefan needed me, my witch senses told me that something big, bigger than all this was coming and they would need my help. Damon entered the room and picked me up, he carried me into the bathroom and set me on a chair. He pulled my shoes off and set them next to the bathtub, he began to undress me. When I was naked I felt dirty and unclean, he helped me into the oversized porcelain tub and as I laid back he began to undress himself.

He sat behind me in the tub and I lay back in his arms, letting him wash me. I felt dirty and I wanted to rub my skin raw, how could I let this happen to me? How could I let Edward do this to me? Damon snapped me out of my thoughts as he kissed me shoulder, "I'm so sorry. I made a lot of mistakes tonight, I hate myself for this." He was on the verge of tears, I could hear it in his voice. Letting myself go, I snuggled myself further into his arms and felt the tears slide down my cheeks. Why did I love this man? How did he disarm me?

After our bath, Damon put me in the bed and laid beside me. Spooning me, he held me and we talked. I told him everything about Edward and I. He had told me what he said to Elena without me asking, he was torn. He told me he felt something for me, something that he could trust and fall in love with, but I knew Elena was part of that too. Shutting my eyes I wished, I wished for a love that would consume me and I wished that everything would be all right. But we all know, wishes never come true.

AN: I hope you all like this chapter. I know it's sad. To be honest I cried while writing this. Please review and tune in next time for the new chapter of Selling Your Soul.
Love,
TwilightLover265