Memorial Part II

Everything was covered with blood. Every inch of the bathroom was covered in the blood that she had vomited from the sink to the toilet stall. She started panicking and she saw that every inch of her hands was covered in blood. She reached for her phone, she had called Damon minutes ago to bring her some clean clothing. "Damon," Arabella choked out as she looked over her shoulder. "Where are you?"

"I'm here," Damon said. "I'm at the church."

"I'm in the basement bathroom," she saw that someone was trying to open the door of the restroom. "Hurry, please."

Seconds later thanks to her new vamp hearing, Arabella heard that Damon was outside with her dress and talking to Conner who apparently was the suspected attacker. "Damon, thank you- "she gave Conner a weird look. "I'm sorry I spilled coffee all over my dress. I'll be right out."

She changed quickly into her dress and tried to clean up as best as she could. She gave Conner a wry smile as she exited the bathroom and headed towards the outside of the church with Damon following next to her. At least the fresh air helped relax her a little. "Did you bring what I asked for?"

Damon scoffed. "Would you like to show it out to the world, here?" he handed her a small blood bag and she snatched if from him. She gagged when she tasted it. It tasted horrible.

"What's wrong with me?" she started whimpering.

"I don't know," Damon wiped the blood from her chin. "Maybe it's your weird doppelganger/hybrid blood that is rejecting the transition."

"I'm going to die, aren't I?" she asked panicking. "Just tell me that I'm going to die, Damon."

"No one is going to die," Damon scolded her. "We just have to be patient. You just have to drink blood from the vein. We'll find something out Arabella I promise."

Arabella saw Klaus from the corner of her eye and she flinched. She suddenly felt ashamed that she had drank blood from Klaus. "I'm going to go inside now."

Damon watched as Arabella entered the church reminding Damon of a whimpered kitten. He looked at Klaus who had a smirk on his face. "Why are you so happy about? Arabella is falling down farther and further into the pit of insanity and it's your sister's fault. She can't even keep down the blood bags."

Klaus smirked. "I know the trouble that Arabella is having Damon and believe me I will fix it. I'll be her savior. Not you. I take it that she didn't tell you that she feed from me. That she asked me for help, instead of you. It might not have worked, but it really explains some things do they not? It looks like Arabella has finally chosen me over you. The right choice."

Damon face darkened. "You two shared blood?"

"Yes," Klaus smirked. "It was rather a bonding moment for the both of us."

"Not much of a bonding moment if she threw it up."

Arabella was trembling as she entered the church pew, she saw Jeremy and Elena sitting in one of the pews as she followed them. Jeremy squeezed her hand. "April was looking for you, she said she wanted help writing her speech."

"Where is she?"

They were interrupted by Carol Lockwood who went up to the podium. "Before we begin mass, would anyone like to say anything about Pastor Young. I know April wanted to say a few things. April, honey are you here?" There was a pause before Arabella stood up. "Come right up, Arabella."

Arabella's legs were trembling as she reached the front of the church. "I, hi," she said trying to hide the dizziness that she was feeling. She could make the outlines of Damon, but where was Klaus. "Pastor Young, he was a great person and a great spokesperson for the community." She broke off when she smelled it. The blood. "I- "she felt Damon's hands around her waist as he began to guide her back to the pew.

"The blood," Arabella whispered frantically. "There is blood everywhere, I need some."

"What's wrong with her?" Matt whispered.

"She hadn't had blood," Stefan told him. "She needs to feed."

"Bella," Elena grimaced. "Get out of here."

"There's someone watching us," Stefan whispered back.

"Wait, Bella feed from me," Matt said urgently. "Everyone will think that you're upset. Just do it." Arabella hesitated before she turned to him. She was just so hungry. She buried her face in between his neck and sank her fangs inside Matt's neck. She only took a bit of blood before she said thank you to Matt. Where was the blood coming from?

"It's got to be April," Arabella said relaxing a little. "We need to help her."

She became distracted when she saw Tyler reach towards the podium. "Growing up I was the brat that couldn't be bothered with team sports, but Pastor Young changed that- "a bullet came flying hitting Tyler in the chest. Arabella stood up as people started screaming.

Elena and Arabella went up the church pews and saw that Tyler was angry. "I'm going to kill that bastard."

"Tyler," Elena said. "Hold on, don't move."

"April," Arabella said dazedly though the commotion. Carol, Elena, and Caroline were still surrounding Tyler. "We need to find April." She could smell it. She could smell her blood. It was coming from the upstairs pew. She went towards it and that's when she saw her. April, poor delicious lovely snack April. She went towards her, unable to control herself fangs flying.

Caroline stopped her as she swung her towards the back of the wall. "Are you crazy?" Caroline demanded. "Bella, if you sink your teeth into her you will kill her."

"But look at her, Caroline." She demanded. "Just look at her, she's just one person. She's an orphan. No one will have to know that we got rid of her."

"It doesn't work that way," Caroline said slowly. "Look at her, Arabella really look at her. She's not a warm body for you to feed on. She's your friend."

"Please," April started crying softly. "Please don't hurt me."

"You can save her," Caroline said slowly. "You can do it Arabella, you can make her forget. Just try."

Arabella kneeled down, shaking slightly as she approached April. "April, listen to me you're going to be ok," she looked at April compelling her. "Everyone came to the funeral and they said some really nice things. You're going to be fine, April."

"Here," Stefan angrily handed Arabella a glass of whisky as they went back towards the living room. "It helps with the cravings."

Arabella took a sip of whisky, but the alcohol burned her tongue. "You're mad."

"Yeah, I'm mad," Stefan sounded exhausted. "You lied to me."

Arabella opened her mouth to argue, but it wasn't like she had much of case and she had blood shared with Klaus and even though she didn't know what the hell big deal about it was, she knew that she had made a big no-no in the vampire world. "I'm sorry," she blurted out. "What else do you want me to say, I'm sorry Stefan. I appreciate that you're trying to help, but it's been screwed up from the beginning. The lost memories, me unable to feed from animals, I think it's better if we just call it quits now."

"We are not calling it quits, Arabella don't even say it," Stefan scolded her. "I know that you've been through a lot, and I'm sorry. But you're stronger than this. I know that you're stronger." He looked up. "Come on, get your coat and call your sister."

"What are we doing here?" Arabella asked her sister as Elena got out of her own car. Elena shrugged, she didn't know as well, but went towards her friends who were surrounding the picnic table.

"Stefan," Damon asked. "What are we doing here?"

Stefan smiled. "We're doing the memorial that we didn't get to have earlier." He started handing out paper lanterns. "We lost so much that we're starting to think that we're immune to it. We need to start healing."

Damon looked at him quizzically. "So were lighting lanterns? What we need to do is go find that hunter and find out what him and the rest of the council knows about us."

"Damon," Arabella said. "Please, we need to do this. Maybe it will help." Damon scowled and headed in the opposite direction and Arabella sighed.

Stefan lit up one of the lanterns and then let it fly into the sky. "This is for my Uncle Zach, Lexi, and for Alaric."

Arabella felt a wave of uncomfortable reach her, she didn't know who any of these people were. The people that she had lost even though she didn't remember. What was she supposed to actually say?

She froze when they stopped in front of her. Maybe Damon was right. Maybe it was stupid to have such false hope. She held the paper lantern in her hand and took a deep breath. "This is for mom, dad, Aunt Jenna, and to all the people that we have lost and..." she took a deep breath. "To the person that I was, I don't remember who that was exactly, but I hope that I will become a better person from now on and I hope that I don't disappoint." She lit up the lantern and watched it disappear into the night sky.

-End of Chapter Four-

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