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Selena Pov.
The next thing I know I was laying on grass, just beginning to wake up. 'When did I fall asleep?' I ask myself. I honestly didn't know. Yawning, I sat up and stretched, then noticed my elemental sisters were all here as well and beginning to wake up.
Pulling myself to my feet I noticed we were all still wearing the same clothes as before, the clothing we died in during our most recent lives. "Къде сме ние?" cried out, my fear making me speak my native language- Bulgarian.
All of the sudden a man with black hair and bright blue eyes was holding me up by the neck, choking me. I could feel his friends come into the room behind me as I struggled to get him to release me. "Пуснете ме!" I choked out best I could, and I tried pulling at his hands as well. "Damon Salvatore release her this instant!" Cecelia snapped at him. "Stephen, control our brother please!" she ordered as she walked up from behind and whacked the back of this Damon guy's head as one might do to a younger sibling. He promptly dropped me and I crumpled to the floor coughing and clutching my throat, gasping for breath. I gave him the meanest, nastiest glare I could muster. Bridget rushed forward and began rapidly asking me questions, "Are you all right? Are you hurt?" We looked up to see Cece glaring at a shocked looking Damon and Stephen.
"Cecelia?" Stephen questioned, "How are you even…?" he trailed off.
She snorted, "I died in that fire with mother, remember?"
"You definitely don't look dead." Tyler said with a whistle. Caroline moving out from behind Klaus whacked his head as she passed, "Don't even think about it." She hissed. I was peeking through my hair so that's how I know. Plus I have a psychological bond with all my sisters. I spotted another figure that hadn't spotted me or noticed me yet and I froze, breath hitching in my throat. A few pairs of eyes turned to me only for a few seconds but his seemed to lock onto mine through my curtain of hair.
"Kol." I barely uttered his name as I struggled to get to my feet. My hair had now moved out of my face a little so he could see me. In less that a second he had me wrapped securely and comfortably in his arms. I snuggled closer, my face in the crook of his neck and sighed his name. "Kol." At the same time he sighed my name, "Selena." He seemed to be just relishing in the feel of me being in his arms once again as I was doing. He was slightly tense either because we'd never embraced in front of his brothers before (although we had in front of mine) or because I had on the same dress with my dried blood on my neck from the day I died. I was glad the blood didn't stain my dress as it was my favorite.
All of the sudden I was tired, so very tired. "Kol, I'm tired." I whimper into his neck. I think it's because I couldn't sleep in the cave and I'd been there for like 500 years. I feel myself being lifted up in his arms.
"I'm going to take Selena to a bed so she can rest." Kol announced and moments later I was being laid on a soft, luxurious bed. My pillow was Kol's chest and I soon fell asleep to the sound of Kol's voice whispering his love in my ear.
Translations:
- Къдесме ние? = Where are we? – Bulgarian
- Пуснетеме! = Release me! - Bulgarian
Yippee! Chapter 2! I'll update as soon as I can. Please review, I love hearing what you all think! Constructive criticism is very welcome! Sorry it's short, I'm doing a new chapter every time I change P.O.V.